Ok so I know this chapter isn't the best but I edited it almost 59 times and I couldn't find any other words for a few. Also, I want to thank the people who read this story, voted for it and followed me so Thank You!
It felt like hours until Cyclops and I reached the X-Men jet. The plane was landed in a plain field with barely anything other than grass. The cargo door the plane opened and we walked in (or he walked in I was trying to run out, so I was forced). Chairs where on the interior of the plane, and in those chairs were each X-Men except one... Weapon X.
"well... we did it! Four years of looking and we found her" a teenage girl exclaimed happily as she buckled her seat belt. she had blond hair and a silver suit unlike the others but she was still apart of the X-Men team. Suddenly a random voice just started to ask me questions "so I'm Kitty Pryde but others call me Kitty, do you have a name we can call you?" A brown haired girl asked slowly as if I didn't understand her, I was amused that she thought I was dumb.
Right then A girl that I recognized as Jean started to talk "of course she has a name, kitty! Everyone has a name"
I sighed, knowing the effect of what she just said was going to start a loud argument. Yelling started between the two girls.
Seconds later Scott joined the endless yelling and changed the topic to why she was talking to me slowly, the other X-Men were trying to get them to stop. My ears were hurting from the endless yelling so I tried to block the sound out with covering my ears with my hands, notice i said tried. The yelling was getting louder and my ears could only handle so much sound."Kitty! Logan asked us not to ask her questions, and he wants to know first" I inhaled painfully as he yelled to get over the other two yelling. There was a few seconds of silence but the arguing grew louder and now everyone apart of the X-Men were yelling. I started to get dizzy by all this noise so I concentrated outside of the jet but it didn't work.
A one painful hour later, it was almost 11 o' clock PM, the jet was going down and it seemed I was the only one who noticed (even though I was the one who was dizzy). I held my hands over my ears trying to keep as much sound out of my ears as possible, while we landed.
Once I knew the jet had touched the ground everyone was still arguing just like a few minuets ago. The cargo door opened and I hurried to stand up and get out of the tiny space engulfed with yelling. I almost ran down the ramp in relief from the yelling. Still dizzy, I shook my head trying to get my vision back to normal.
A man in a wheelchair arrived in front of me, smiling. "Hello, i am Professor Charles Xavier but kids and adults call me Professor or Professor X" the professor paused for a while and looked at me. I felt something trying to get into my mind so i put up my wall, "you wont find anything in there Professor" I let him in for a second to hear my thought, knowing he could hear me. The Professor chuckled happily and moved his wheelchair forward. I could still hear the bickering of the X-Man team. I sighed knowing my headache was coming back. Starting to rub my temples i could hear the yelling quieter and quieter. I mumbled a quite, "thank god" and saw the professor motion for me to come with him. I groaned mentally but followed knowing I didn't have an option.
We entered the large furnished mansion, with wooden floors and walls. Pictures, of who I think students and faculty, were hanging on the wooden walls along with a few doors. I was looking at the pictures untill I heard a familiar voice "what's a kid doing by herself in a hallway at 11 o' clock at night?" I sighed frustratedly, but I decided to go along with this little game of his. "Can't a girl get lost in a place that she doesn't even know why she's there for?" I asked, still frustrated with what is a occurring. Weapon X looked at me with a smirk, I turned around and started to walk away but stopped almost 10 feet down the hall and turned to face him, "remember you brought me here, your going to regret it" I said with a smirk and walked away trying to find where the professor was.
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