X-Men: Curse Unleashed

Chapter 2 - New Faces, New Home

(This chapter has 2743 words)

As Romero and Derubin turned their attention towards the newcomers, they found themselves facing a group of five individuals, each with their own distinct appearance.

The first figure was a brown-haired and brown-eyed teenager, wearing a visor that obscured his eyes. He was dressed in a peculiar uniform that seemed to be a common theme among the group. The suit was almost entirely blue, with the outline of a yellow X emblazoned across the chest. A belt in the shape of an X was fastened around his waist, completing the ensemble.

Standing next to him was a shorter man, dressed in a similar blue and yellow uniform. However, his face was concealed behind a mask that only revealed his mouth and chin.

A young woman caught Romero's eye, her beauty undeniable. She had cherry red hair with grayish-white highlights, and her uniform was adorned with a brown leather jacket.

Another girl hovered above the ground, her darker skin complexion contrasting with the others in the group. She wore a white version of the uniform, complete with a flowing cape. Her short, white hair seemed to dance in the wind that swirled around her.

The final member of the group was a girl with the same color palette as the rest, her red hair standing out against the blue and yellow of her uniform. Like the others, she was floating above the ground.

"What are you doing?" the one at the front called out, his voice authoritative and commanding. The question caused both Romero and Derubin to fully turn their attention towards the group, their previous conflict momentarily forgotten.

Derubin, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of the group, instinctively hid behind Romero, crouching down slightly due to his taller stature. Romero tilted his head in annoyance and confusion, turning to look at Derubin. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked casually, his tone calm and composed.

"Too many people...it's uncomfortable," Derubin replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "New body doesn't mean I ain't still an introvert."

Romero, still unimpressed by the group's arrival, turned his attention back to them. "Why are you in our business?" he asked, his tone impassive.

The visor-wearing guy stepped forward, his posture confident and assertive. "It's our business because you're fighting in our yard," he replied, his voice firm and unyielding.

Romero's expression darkened, his tone of voice slightly annoyed as he crossed his arms and stared at the group, mainly focusing on the red head with a white streak. "That's crazy. Didn't ask," he retorted.

From behind Romero, Derubin spoke up, his voice barely audible. "つまり、あなたはちょっとした," he muttered, causing Romero to quickly respond, "つまり、あなたはちょっとした."

The four figures tilted their heads in confusion at the sudden change in language, unsure of what was being said. However, one of them, the short one with the mask and pointed ears, spoke up. "あなたは日本から来た?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Romero raised an eyebrow as he took in the appearance of the group before him. They did look like the X-Men, and the mask wearing guy bore a striking resemblance to Logan. With this new information, it was becoming more likely that these individuals were the actual X-Men.

"はい、私たちはいます。私と私の友人がどうやってここに来たのかは分かりませんが、私たちはいます。” (Translation: Yes, we are, I don't know how me and my friend got here, but we are.) Romero said casually, his tone unbothered by the situation. The other four members of the group looked at the shorter man, waiting for a translation.