"So she reached across the table and sipped YOUR coffee?" A small Kitty asked from the phone Anna had propped up against her resting backpack on the dining room table.
"Yeah." Anna twisted her pencil between her thumb and forefinger. "Then she told me a frappuccino wasn't real coffee."
"It's got coffee in it!"
"That's what I said!"
"Fine," Kitty took the pencil out from behind her ear and rested her chin on her fist. The room behind her was dark, and only a desk lamp illuminated her face. "Bad takes aside, what else happened?"
"Nothing really."
"Nothing? Last time you guys saw each other, you were fighting with sticks in a hospital being actively raided by the Brotherhood, and next time you see each other, you're just chatting about coffee and the weather or something?"
Anna rubbed the back of her neck and tried to fight back the yawn she felt gathering in her throat. "Yeah, I guess so."
Kitty leaned close enough to the camera that Anna could only see her forehead. "Are they cute?"
"Excuse me?"
"Are you being evasive because this Gambit person is kinda hot?"
"No, Kitty. They're just some weirdo I met at Starbucks." Anna rubbed at the spots where she felt her neck grow hot. "Speaking of, you find a place to satisfy your caffeine fix over there?"
"Beyond my dad's Mr. Coffee drip coffee maker, not really. I haven't even gotten to leave the house since the holidays. My parents put together a curriculum for me to follow till they can come up with a more 'long-term' solution for my education."
"Oh," Anna found herself rubbing that same spot on her neck till she forced herself to bring it down to the table.
"So... how's it been going?"
"Ann, that's, like, the third time you've asked me that. Like I said, nothing's been going on. It was nice to see my folks, but since I got here from the airport, they haven't let me out of their sight. When I ask them why, they say stuff like, 'We just haven't seen you in so long!' and 'We just want to spend as much time with you as we can.'" Kitty pushed the eraser end of a pencil into her desk and leaned enough weight on it that it bent in the middle. "But I know what the real reason is."
"The FOH?"
"The what?"
"The Friends of Humanity?"
"Oh, those? Yeah, I heard about them on the news. Some yahoos talking about human-centric rights, right? We don't really have those over here, just see highlights on YouTube or on TV when my parents have breakfast in the morning."
"So no one from their group has approached you?"
"No... why, have they talked to you?"
Anna could suddenly feel the weight and shape of the FOH dagger in her hand and see the dented tip in her mind's eye. Its place in her closet burned a hole in her forehead. "No," She hesitated, "but there have been plenty of them at school."
"That's scary... what have they been doing?"
The brawl in front of the flagpole expanded the burning hole in Anna's head. Visions of fists flying and the sound of screaming were only cut off by the blast of Principal Darkholme's starter pistol. "Mostly handing out flyers."
"Well, at least it hasn't been anything crazy."
A vibration on Anna's wrist sent a spear through her chest. In bold letters, the face screamed at her, 'MISSION'.
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X-Men Evolution: Rogue Evolution
FanfictionA secret world exists within our own that only a few, a reluctant few, know about. The world of Mutants. They walk amongst us, talk like us, and many even look like us. However, within each of them they carry great powers beyond our understanding...
