okay people you know the drill. marvel owns the x-men i am only borrowing them. the sexuality of any mentioned is my creation. this story does involve gay themes if you are offended by that please do not carry on to read.
any mistake made here are by accident. if you do spot any mistake's please email and tell me, i will correct them. there are some thing i will have changed, these are for story purposes.
"words" is spoken word words is telepathic conversions
CHAPTER 2
scott had been runnings for 30 when he recieved a telepathic message from charles xavier
all x-men please come to the war room
changing his course he ran back to the manson. he walked to the elevator to see jean walking towards it to. he smiled at her sweetly
"going down" he blurted out, going beetroot within moments. he looked at her, jean was a brighter shade of red than he was.
"smooth going romeo" logan laughed behind him.
walking in the lift, by this time ororo had joined them. as if by fate and the further embarassment of scott, he had managed to be next to jean
going down scott scott heard jeans familar vioce in his head. he looked up, smiling at jean, to see that jean was smiling back, the embarassment now changed to mischief.
when everyone started to exit the lift, jean grabbed scott, she saw ororo eyes smile as she did.
"you, me, picnic, tonight, big oak" is all she said before leaving him and going to the war room.
jean walked into the war room. the hologram in the centre switched off and monitors on the walls all showing the same thing. Yesterday jean, scott, peter, logan and ororo had went to london to help a new mutant who was going to get attacked. it had went as planned apart from one thing. the new mutant had been hit with the full affect of scott optic beams. it was surprising that he came out un-hurt but the sudden increase of power he had increased caused him go into a coma.
"i have good news xmen, our young friend has just exited from his coma and by looking into his wallet he is called Andrew Black" looking at jean and scott
"i want you two to go to him now and take him though the usual routine"
jean went to went to leave, scott at her heels
"remember we do not know what his power is yet, or whether he knows that he is a mutant" charles said, as they left.
i woke to the feeling of a thick duvet around me. i wrapped it further around me, delaying getting up for work for another couple of minutes. i opened my eyes to have a look at my alarm clock but what i saw forced recent memory's to resurface. i remembered the red light, the plane, those eyes and that i have quit my job, making me smile even though i did not know where i was. i sat up, my body protesting, aching in places i did not know could ache.
i was in what looked like a hospital room, a hospital room with no windows. a steady pleat of the machine behind me reminding me i was still alive. my body wanted me to stay still, not to move, but i decided the best thing to do what was find out where i am. i swung my feet of the bed. my body protesting at every moment by sending pain thought-out my body. learning from what happened on the plane, i took a test step, still holding on to the bed. i didn't fall, but my body was being stubben and was threatening to go on strike at any moment. going slowly i made it to the door, which opened automatically with a whoosh.
the door opened, i saw two people on the other side, panic sweeled inside me. i felt myself change inside again. i just wanted to get away, to be somewhere safe. i felt this thing inside me grow, it happened just like before, i felt this thing grow inside me, but this time something else happened. it went downwards. i looked down to see a shadow forming below me, i marvelled at it, then i found myself falling into it. darkness enveloped me, i was falling for a second before i saw light again. someone caught me, i felt familar strong arms around me. i looked into familar blue eyes, a smile lit up gorgeous face.
"well, hello again" in a accent that screamed russain.
okay that is it for this chapter. feedback is always welcome! please email at midnights-calling@ntlworld.com