Chapter 4

PLan Rides Suck

I stood there, tired and board. Storm and Logan guest got finished testing out the securety system. I was leaning against the metal wall of the observing deck. I wrapped my arms around my waist and looked down at my feet. I was so tired, I had gotten little to no sleep last night and school was hell the next morning.

Surpisingly enought, Logan let me sleep threw morning training. I guessed he could relate to nightmares, the way he carried him self… Well I know a lot of people how act litk that.

I shut out the others conversations, untill I heard a hight pitched squeel, I emetialy grabbed riptide out of my pocket, making sure not to uncap it. I looked aroud the room i found the noise came from Kitty, and it was warrented from Kurt scarring her. I shook my head and went back to leaning on the wall, but this time, gripping and ungripping the pen in my hands unconsilety.

My thoughts being consued with my nightmare and what it all ment, I had guest finished the Titan War. And the thought of loosing anymore of my friends, family… I wasn't perpared for it.

I only returned to the normale world when I felt a hand nudge my shoulder. I looked up and found it was scott, guestering me to fowle. I did so. "Tempest, come on, we have a rougue." I shook my head, we had a what!

I fowled them to a small room that I personaly thought was a closet, when I stpped in I found that I was seriously wrong, There was a metal console that was covered with buttons. I screen was topping it all.

Jean, Scott, The Professor, anf Logan sceemed to be having there own little conversation, me not really understanding it. I signed and raised my hand, it took the group quiet sometime

"Well… OK first, what is a cerbus, and why did you name it after a mythological dog? Secondly, What do you mean by 'we have a Rogue'?" I mimiced the professer's tone of voice, with a got a raised eyebrow at. "Thirdly, Sence when have clostets been this big?"

I stopped my little rant of questions, Logan smiled at me in that 'I can relate, but we are in a crunch for time' smile, I remember dishing that one out with younger campers.

"All good questions, but do you mind answering them in the jet?" Jean looked to me.

My stomic twisted at the mention of the jet, air travel, not a big fan. I knew that it was a condition of coming to the school, but I still didn't like it, though I figured Storm wouldn't let my Uncle shoot down the plan. I was still questioning who I was more scarder of, but Ororo was winning in the running.

"Yeah ok."

I took a heavey breath in as the jet lifted off the ground completly, I clutched my legs and rested my head on my knees. I closed my eyes for a minute or two. I felt someone sit next to me and I opened my eyes to Kitty. I smiled to her and she smiled, than went beck to sitting in a frustrated stance.

I turned and unclutched my self a little. "What happened?" I questioned to the other girl.

"Boys, awful." I laughted, knowing that I wouldn't have to mess with them. She loooked to me, scanning me over a little bit. "Are you ok," She acked softly and quietly.

I looked to my legs, "Yeah, not a big fan of planes." I chuckled a little as the words can out, noting my own understatments.

She looked at me alittle more wathchful this time. "No I mean… With last night... Ae you ok? What was that?" At her question I tightned up once more, not wanting to awsering, or not sure how to awsere.

"Just a nightmare," I stated flatly, hoping she would drop it at that, she didn't.

"If you want to talk about it , you can." She sat up a little taller, probably looking for me to spill my heart out.

"Trust me, if you know what it was about, you wouldn't be the same person. Some things are to dark for people like you." I knew what I had said might, and was a little hurtful, but it was true.

I had been threw so much, the war, carring the sky, Achilie's curse, the poeple I have lost, I truely thing that people can't take that raw. I am usted to it, I accepted the world around me and the death that fowles people like me, I wasn't sure people who weren't could take it. "No offense, It's guest… I don't want you to have to worry about it, or me for that matter. I am fine." I smiled to the brunett, hoping I didn't appear to rude.

"No it's fine, I can respect that, not wanting to talk. But if you do, I am here." I knodded, knowing that I would never tell them. This week had been the most normel that I had been in a while, and that was saying something.

For the rest fo the flight we sat in mostly silence, btu not aquward silence, more like coming to an understanding. Around thease people, I didn't have to be a soilder, all I needed to be was my self, and that thought was refreshing.

The sence of familiarity was intrupted by a looming fear that had been in my head sence the titan war started. The thought of what might happen, if I started to think like Luke did, turn my back on the gods. Of course they had never been my favorite pepople, and of course, I blamed them for all the death as much as I blamed my self. They could have helped more, fought there battles instead of having childern be slaughtered in there name, in a war they never beleived in.

That scard me. If I stayed her, ranaway from the world I was born into, would I soon lead to it's destruction? Because, with everything going on, what side would I choise. My blood sister had a good argument. Up to this point the gods have used me, cared for me no more than they would care of a sword of a dagger.

Those thoughts were interrupted me the jolt of the plane landing, and the sounds of the people surrounding me getting up and redding them selfs for the night's task.

Hello Readers, the next chapter is going to keep on track with the Rogue Episode and from there most chapters will be formated liek that, that is until we get to some more confliect. Tempest's inner thought process with be getting alittle darker as the bok goes on, so guest a fiar warrning.