Rᴇᴅᴍᴀɴᴄʏ➪ ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴇs xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ

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  Claires eyes fluttered open, taking a second to adjust as she looked around the unfamiliar room. The memories of last nights events flooded back when she finally remembered.

  She got out of bed, deciding that if she didn't do it, now she never would. She walked over to her bag, which had clothing spilling out of the top. Last night she could barely keep her eyes open as she changed into her sleepwear, let alone unpack her bag. Placing the bag on her bed, she dug through it, looking for something respectable to wear.

  After she had changed, she left the room in hopes that she would find Charles. At this moment, he was the only person there she knew, or trusted perhaps. This place was still foreign and odd and the longer she walked down the hall, the worse her nerves were. She had highly begun to question her choices made last night. Which were most certainly driven by fatigue. Her racing thoughts were interrupted by a beautiful blonde woman.

"You must the girl Charles was telling me about." she greeted, excitement evident in her voice. The woman seemed sweet. she noticed like herself, she too had an American accent, "My name's Raven."

"It's nice to meet you, my name's Claire" Claire replied, as polite as possible. She might be racking with nerve, but that gave her no reason to be impolite. And if the woman knew Charles, perhaps she could be trusted as well, "Speaking of Charles, have you seen him by any chance? He promised to give me an explanation as to why I'm here. I'm quite confused, if I must admit."

"Oh, I'm afraid he just left a little while ago," Raven responded, "but if you would like to hang out with me, I'm going to meet the other recruits that arrived yesterday."

Claire furrowed her eyebrows.

"Other recruits?"

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And those two words were exactly how she ended up in a game room with six other young adults, all around her age. She'd become acquainted with them all, they did quite well to ease her mind. in fact, it was quite nice to speak with them. people of her own age, that is. back home, the only people she talked to were her neighbors. and they were old. 

The group had found themselves now sitting on the chairs and couchs, well into nightfall.

"We should think of code names. We're government agents now, we should have secret code names." Raven announced "I want to be called Mystique."

They were government agents. Since when? Claire wanted to ask, but before she could, Sean spoke.

"Damn! I wanted to be called Mystique" Sean complained sarcastically.

"Well tough. I called it" Raven bragged, transforming herself to look like him. the group backed up slightly in awe. It finally dawned on Claire. They were all mutants too. Things finally started to click in her mind. "And I'm way more mysterious than you." She said the words with Sean's voice. The group all clapped in awe and amusement. she quickly changed back, "Darwin what about you?"

"Well, 'Darwin' is already a nickname, and, you know, it sort of fits." he replied "adapt to survive and all. Check this out" Darwin got up and strutted over to the fish tank. He dunked his head in the water, gills growing on his face as he did so. He looked through the tank at the six still seated on the couches.

 Everyone clapped and let out sounds of amazement. Claire finally felt sort of in the loop. and she felt a sense of comfort come with it. These people were like her. They all had an ability they'd never been able to tell anyone about. She suddenly felt happy that she decided to follow two strange men the night prior, perhaps a very stupid decision looking back, that could have had grave consequence, but a good outcome none the less.