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[Edit: March 14- XP Hey, um, big changes. I decided I didn't like how I did this chapter... and rewrote it! Yay! There will be another part or two to this.]
Tempest
The guards threw Kurt into an open jail cell, already occupied by three mutants. He groaned out in pain. That woman sure packed a powerful kick. He checked his watch to make sure it wasn't damaged.
"Look what the cat dragged in" one of them said. She had silky black hair with a yellow streak in. Her bang was covering one of her onyx colored eyes. She wore the typical black jumpsuit.
"What's your name?" another mutant asked. He was considerably younger than the first girl. He was dark-skinned, bald, and his eyes almost appeared silver.
"Kurt" he mumbled. Why was he bald? Was that... part of his mutation?
"I'm Alloy." the kid spoke.
"Girl over there" he said, pointing to girl with the remark," is Voltage. Stay out of her way."
Voltage smirked. Kurt frowned. He would have to knock her down a couple pegs later.
"Kid with the glasses" Alloy pointed to another teen who was reading a book.
The redhead looked up. Short, red, military style cut hair and red eyes covered by huge round glasses. "Salutations" he said. Nerd.
"He's Layer."
Kurt groaned again, barely able to sit up right.
"Why aren't you in uniform?" Voltage asked. Because its ugly.
"Didn't have any time to get dressed, I guess." Kurt chuckled to himself. "So... what are you in for... you know, the camp?"
"What is this, prison?" Voltage sneered. "You'll know our story when we know yours!"
"Maybe we should start with powers" Layer said, putting his hands up in defense. He knew how brutal she could be to outsiders. "I can see through solid objects"
"Like...clothing?" Kurt asked, covering his lover regions, suddenly feeling awkward
"Yes, but I'd prefer not to. Usually, I just see the skeletal system."
Kurt's eyes went wide. He'd probably be able to see his tail. For once, he was actually thankful for the collars.
"I can turn into metal and manipulate it to any shape" Alloy said, the boredom taking control. He sighed and went back to staring at the ceiling.
Everyone looked at Voltage, who raised an eyebrow at Kurt.
"My friends call me Nightcrawler. I can teleport"
Voltage frowned and walked up to Kurt, pulling him up by his shirt and causing him to whimper. Nightcrawler would be sweating bullets if it wasn't for his fur. If she got any closer, she'd surely find out that he was a hideous demon-like creature from the evil depths of hell... or... something like that.
"You think you can teleport us out!?" Voltage asked.
Could he even trust these mutants? He just met them! They needed a team and Kurt hardly knew anything about them. They could be S-Rank criminals for all he knew! Kurt sighed. Leap of Faith.
"Even better. I have some friends on the outside. In three days, they'll create a distraction, and we'll use that as our chance to escape."
Voltage's face lit up like light bulb. "Sweet. We have to tell Barrier and Perspective!"
Kurt's eyes almost popped out of his head.. "No no no! You can't just tell everyone!"
Voltage glared at Nightcrawler. "Those two complete our team. We're not leaving without them!"
Kurt sighed. "Fine." He groaned again, but this time in frustration. How would they act if he told them about his team?
Kitty walked around the courtyard in her new jumpsuit. People stared at her and mumbled words among the lines of "cute, hot, tap, newbie, luck, and something about lasting a day". She shrugged it off though, these people didn't know her. They didn't know about the training she'd done in the last 3 years. They didn't know about what living with the X-Men did to you. They just didn't. She sighed, looking at the hundreds of mutants. How was she supposed to recruit people who she didn't even know. It wasn't as easy as high school, getting shoved in lockers and bumping into another mutant.
"Kitty?" Her heart stopped. Not because of the fact someone knew her name, but because of the fact it sounded so familiar. Kitty slowly turned around, her eyes watering at the site. She ran up the person, hugging them as tight as she could, Deja Vu taking its course. The person hugged her back.
"Lance! What are you, like, doing here? You're definitely not under 18." The girl whispered. Lance smirked.
"I could ask you the same thing. Wasn't your birthday like last month?" Kitty's heart dropped. He remembered. Suddenly, it was her turn to remember.
"We can discuss things later but in three days, there's going to be a jailbreak" she whispered. Before Lance could say another word, she quickly began speaking again. "You don't need to know all the exact details at the moment but, like, I have a small group of friends, who'll help us out. We're recruiting for a new team, you should join us"
Lance stared down at the girl of his dreams. He was slightly amazed and dazed. "Kitty, can we talk somewhere... a little private" Lance said, moving his eyes around in extreme motions. Kitty slowly gasped, looking around. People were staring.
"Oh, like, of course" she blushed, mentally stabbing herself. How was she supposed to show her growth with small stupid stunts like that.
Lance showed her to his room at the guy's dorm. Once the two were inside his room, filled with 8 sets of bunk beds, he pushed her against the wall.
"I've missed you so... much..." he said slowly, and huskily, leaning in for a kiss. Kitty was a tomato. She couldn't say anything... just like a little teenage girl with a high school crush. She put her hands on his chest, thinking about pushing him away. She shouldn't be doing this now. She should be finding suitable mutants for the job. Screw it. It'd been two years since she last saw him and had a boyfriend. After all, when you were one of the only mutants in public, you were quite paranoid of anyone, especially, since most of the people in public were anti-mutant supporters.
She slowly moved her hands and linked them around his neck, bringing him closer until he was mere centimeters from her face. Lance was just about to kiss her when a knock was heard. Lance groaned and Kitty slowly smiled, looking at the stupid loser who had interrupted them.
He stood at 6'5, with black, slicked back hair, with red highlights. Ruby red eyes was all Kitty needed to read his emotion; amusement. The skin around his eyes and his hands were blackened, probably an effect of his mutant gene.
"What is it, smokey?" Lance sneered, taking a step back.
"As much as I would like to watch, I have a small bit of news for you" the kid said, smirking. "I can wait though, you know, if you wanted to... finish?" He was enjoying this, and Kitty couldn't help but smile. This kid thought he was funny. A real charmer. He was sorta cute too, ya know. He had the face she could just punch all day and feel good about it.
Lance sighed, and turned back to the girl. "I'm sorry, but I have to take care of this. I'll make it up to you, promise" Lance said walking away. Kitty smiled and nodded, slightly dazed to express herself vocally. "I promise!" he yelled walking out the room with the other kid.
"Dude" the other kid said while he and Lance were walking, "You've never made a promise to a girl, what's the deal?"
"Don't worry about it" Lance growled. "When's the last time you even spoke to a girl?"
"Shut up, Rocky!" 'Smokey' said, smiling.
Kitty sighed, punching the wooden frame of the bed, then regretting it as pain seemed through her knuckles..She had lost control, all for a boy. Next time, would be different. She was a bit rusty, but she as sure she could handle it.
"You callin' us slow?" Three against one. The one who had spoken had orange skin with patchy green spots. His eyes were almost... reptile-like. His teeth were sharpened and his long tongue slithered behind them. He had pointed claws with tail hung behind him.
The teen who was against the odds had a smug look on his face... along with disgust. Dirty blond hair styled in the classic tapper gave off the oppression that he was preppy. A fairly decent observation. He had almond-shaped dark blue eyes with brows that were furrowed. He stood at 6'2, equal to the orange guy.
"No" the teen said. "You're just not thinking as fast as I am" he smirked. He knew their type well. It was easy to get under their skin. Just throw out a few retorts and he'll be seeing red in no time. Why, he, Bradley Royce, wanted to irritate these people, who knew?
"You wanna say that again, Mr. Royce" The teen flinched at the name for some odd reason. He was shocked the lizard knew his last name. Curious.
"Hey, Patchy, it's not my fault you're beneath me." Bradley said, the disgust visible with him. The freak didn't even deserve to be in his presence.
The small trio laughed. Patchy spoke up. "Hey! We're all equal on this ground, ugly or not. Besides, at least my family didn't rat me out to the cops!" The small gang broke out in laughter again.
Bradley snapped. He'd been here for one day and he was already going to be sent to the dungeon. He may not have had his abilities, but he didn't take boxing for nothing. The teen launched a punch straight for Patchy's face. Contact. Patchy's skin was surprisingly hard... and slimy. He wiped his hand off on his pants.
Patchy flew to the ground, grabbing his nose as he shook back and forth, whining.
"You don't know anything about being a Royce so shut your despicable low-life ass up!"
By now, the typical nosy circle had formed around the four as people filed in to see the fight. They chanted in unison. "Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight!" They were comprised of kids, after all.
The two guys who were with Patchy charged at Bradley, one getting behind and grabbing his arms, pulling them back. The other guy threw a few jabs at the Royce. He groaned at the pain.
"Is, that all you got, you neanderthals!"
The two paused and looked at each other like he was crazy. Bradley took this as the perfect chance. Leaning on the guy holding his arms, he brought his feet up in the air, kicking the sidekick in the nose. Then, putting all his weight into his feet and extending his butt outwords, he flipped the guy over his back and onto the ground. With a swift kick to the face, the wounded was knocked out.
Bradley spit onto the ground, before getting electrocuted by his collar. At least he went down as the winner.
Commander Sir threw Bradley into the cell with Nightcrawler, Voltage, Layer, and Alloy. He groaned as he fell like a sack of potatoes. "You three- out!"
"Smell ya later Fuzzy" Voltage smiled. Layer and Alloy waved goodbye and walked past Commander Sir, like they were regulars.
"I hope you like your new playmate" Commander Sir.
"I hope he likes me" Nightcrawler mumbled.
Tempest knocked on the door. Emma had better been telling the truth.
"One Second!" oh, that familiar cajun accent. It reminded her of Rogue, but she was here for Gambit. It wasn't that far-fetched that he had moved on with his life and found another girl. The door swung opened and Ororo dropped the papers she had held, blowing away in the wind.
"S-storm?"
"R-rogue?"
"Who is it, baby?" Gambit called, walking in the doorway, carrying a baby in his arms. "Oh... well come in!" he said. Ororo walked inside the small house, thoughts of her own baby coming to her mind. Hopefully she wouldn't tear up randomly in her ex-student's house.
Rogue and Tempest stared at each other in utter shock. Gambit raised an eyebrow. "Storm, was it?"
"It's Tempest"
"St- Tempest? Really?... What are you doin' here?" Rogue asked. Her hair had gotten longer. She looked pretty with longer hair.
"I thought you were dead... "
Rogue looked at Gambit. "Can ya give us a minute?"
Gambit's eyes widened. "O-oh yeah. Sure thing. No problem. I'll just go put Oliver to sleep" he said, walking into another room and closing the door.
"Oliver. It's a lovely name, Rogue."
"Thanks. Ah... see we have a lot to talk about, huh?" Rogue said.
"I have so many questions" Ororo said. "How are you still alive. Is that your child?"
Rogue smiled, moving a bang out of her face only for it to return. "We were fighting the AMA. Shadowcat and Kurt had already left by then. Scott and Wolverine told me to leave, saying if they captured me, they could use me to turn the tides. So ah fled. Ah hitchhiked to Louisiana and at Mardi Gras, ah met Gambit again. We've been together, ever since. A couple of months after ah absorbed Leech's power and you had left, ah had began to have episodes. Ah would release burst of nullifying energy or ah would lose my powers all together. Then one day... while ah was with Gambit... he tried to kiss me... and ah didn't absorb his life force. We could touch... we could love. A few months ago, ah had my baby..."
Tempest looked down at the floor. She couldn't go through with the plan now. She couldn't break up a family, again, for something so... so dangerous and risky.
"Ororo" Rogue said. Tempest looked up. "Even though ah lost my ability, Ah've gained another that allows me to see snippets of the future at random moments. Ah saw you recruiting Kitty and Kurt and ah saw you standing at mah doorstep. Obviously, you weren't here for me. Gambit and Ah already discussed this. He's goin' with you, not matter what you say. You need him."
Gambit had come out of the room geared up, his staff in hand. He kissed Rogue on the lips and whispered something in her ear. "I'll be back" He turned to face the white-haired woman. Tempest stood up, about to protest when Gambit cut her off.
"Let's kick some ass!" he shouted. Ororo smiled and a few seconds later, cries could be heard coming from another room.
"Remy! Ah outta kick yer ass"
Emma coughed, the smoke from the burning building getting to her. As much as she wanted to go Diamond Form and jump out of a burning building in New York, she had to stick to the plan she was sure Tempest gave her on purpose. The crowd at the bottom of the street shouted and cried out for help. The firefighters were useless. Being at the very top sure didn't help either. She looked out the window, examining the night skies. With all this smoke in her lungs, she couldn't focus her ability to track any type of mutants.
"What the hell!" she shouted.
Suddenly, a giant explosion sent her flying out the window. She screamed. The crowd screamed. When everything seemed grim, she felt an outside force sweep her away out in mid-air. Emma looked up at her hero as she was held bridal-style in his arms. He had blond hair and the purest white wings she had ever seen.
"So..." Emma slyly said. "You must be Angel"
"Was it the wings that gave it away?"
Chapter 3
Eye of the Storm
Part One
I'm back baby! So...how do you like it. It's different... enough. As you can see, I still have to introduce a bunch more characters but here's a few I got out of the way: Smokescreen, Voltage, Alloy, Layer, Push, Gambit, Angel, and there are more to come! Again, sorry for the long wait.