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Chapter 11:

Danny:

That morning, I woke up around one in the afternoon. I slept in, but it wasn't really my fault. I stayed up the previous night training with my powers and it was the weekend after all. After I took my shower, I stood there staring at myself in the mirror. I stared at the scars on my chest. As I traced my finger down one of the scars, I knew that they had to be by the people who did this to me. Gear wouldn't tell me who they were, if she knew. She knew how I died, but did she know who killed me? I shook my head and got dressed, trading the white shirt out for a black t-shirt today. I sniffed the air. Oh that smells good…

I walked downstairs. Gear never cooked- nevertheless on a weekend. So there was two questions on my still-half asleep mind. What smells so good and who's really cooking? I yawned and stretched as I continued to the kitchen.

I stopped in surprise as I saw Gear. She wasn't cooking. She wasn't even dressed. She was just sitting on the couch calmly in just her normal Ghostbusters t-shirt that reached her knees and a cup of coffee in her hand. That wasn't what shocked me. What shocked me was the other people on the couch- Jean and Scott. Plus there was a fellow in a wheelchair sitting across from them. As their eyes turned to me, I suddenly felt self-cautious and wished that I could be as care-free as Gear looked at the moment. She smiled and gave a mock salute,

"Sup, Double D? Don't worry I slept in too- only woke up from these guys ringing the doorbell. Anyway, Danny this is Professor Xavier from Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."

"Ah Daniel," the guy in the wheelchair said, "it's a pleasure to meet you. I've heard extravagant things about you."

Gear winced at his wording and something about the way he said it made me wince too- like I heard someone speak like that before, someone I didn't like. I shook my head,

"Danny, please. So what's this about?"

I took a seat next to Gear. Scott and Jean smiled, as did the Professor. I got excited. Was this it? Were they going to ask me to join? I was practically bouncing in my seat.

"Danny, I'm sure you're aware that you have abilities. Abilities that not average people have," Professor X explained, "We'd like you to know that you are not alone in this. There are other people with abilities as well- Jean, Scott, and even myself have abilities. But we use our powers for good and we learn how to control it at my school. Danny, I'd like to invite you there as well. A place where you can use your power freely and learn how to control it."

Jean gave a small smile,

"Danny, if we may, what can you do?"

I looked over to Gear briefly, she gave me a small nod of approval and I stood up. I held out my hands and created an ectoblast briefly before making it vanish. Jean smiled,

"That's a very impressive power, Danny."

"I'm not done," I said sheepishly.

Jean, Scott, and even Professor X looked mildly surprised. I swear I heard Gear curse under her breath about something. I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly as I turned indivisible. Jean gasped softly. Gear still looked grumpy but that may have been because her coffee had milk in it when she usually took it black (it didn't look as dark as usual which means that Jean and the others brought it over as a sort of 'peace treaty' or someone at the café got the order wrong). I knew that being in pajamas wouldn't stop Gear from going to the café if it meant she could get her coffee.

"Invisibility and energy blasts," Professor X muttered, "Interesting."

I reappeared,

"That's not all."

Gear swore again under her breath. I didn't see what the big deal was. They were mutants and I was posing as a mutant. We all had powers. I phased my arm through Gear and wiggled my fingers.

"Intangibility and I can also fly," I explained.

Gear leaned forward while my arm was still through her torso.

"Most mutants only have two powers at the most, so shut up now… And get your damn hand out of my stomach!"

I quickly retreated my hand out of her as she shivered. She rubbed her stomach with one hand,

"That was too many levels of creepy… Honestly Double D, don't do that again."

"A mutant with four powers," Professor X said, "Fascinating. So what do you say Danny, would you like to join as at the Institute to work on your powers?"

I nodded enthusiastically.

"Sure! I'd love to!"

"And you don't have any powers, do you Gywn," Jean asked, though something in her tone sounded a bit smug.

Gear smirked,

"It's Gear and unless you count being smarter than over half the planet a power, then no."

"Half the planet," I asked confused.

"IQ over 200 dude, and that was when I was like fifteen- only got smarter since then. I'm a certified genius, legally."

Unlike Jean, Gear didn't really sound that smug- though a bit arrogant. Her tone was more of 'stating a fact' than 'I'm better than you.' Professor X looked impressed,

"That is quite impressive, Gywn was it?"

"Gear," Gear corrected, "I prefer to be called Gear because of my hobbies with mechanics and technology. But that's not exactly what we're discussing right now. I'd be more than thankful for you taking this trouble maker off my back."

She ruffled my hair with a sisterly smile. I smiled back, but protested the hair ruffling slightly.

"Hey," I protested, "Not the hair!"

She raised her hands in defense,

"My bad… Danny, dude, you wanna go pack now?"

"Pardon," Professor X said, "But we still need to see a guardian and discuss it with them."

"Sorry Prof," Gear smirked, "But I am Danny's guardian- sort of. I mean, our guardian is always gone so I take full responsibility for him. So after we eat and he packs, I'll take him up to he Institute- it's the one on that funky hill, isn't it? Is it alright if I take a look as well so I know my little cousin slash bro will be alright?"

I had to hand it to Gear, she had a good way of casually slipping things into a conversation if she wanted to. Now she could take a look at the place herself and deem it good or bad. Professor X nodded slowly,

"Very well…"

Soon after that, they left and I turned to Gear,

"So that smell…?"

"Chinese food, it's in the kitchen. "

I dashed to the kitchen where the food was at and I licked my lips. Spring rolls- yum. I stashed a few spring rolls in my mouth- by a few I meant all three of them as I filled a paper plate up with food (Careful to leave some for Gear since it was obvious she hadn't eaten yet- there was too much food). I didn't really have to eat, but it smelt really good.

"Oh and Danny dude," Gear said as she walked into the kitchen, "Don't touch the spring rolls- I called dibs and they're my favorite. Sides not like you really need to eat…"

She looked up and stared at me. I stared right back in absolute horror. The spring rolls were sticking out my mouth. I quickly swallowed them. Gear's face was pure hatred.

"You little shit."