The youngest member (X-Men Evolution)

Turn of the Rogue

-Xavier Institute/ Professors office-

"How are things going for you at school?" The Professor asked as he and Marigold sat at his desk in his office. The young girl had her homework spread over the desk, because The Professor had insisted that he check over her school work. "Pretty good, the work isn't too hard." Marigold said as she filled in the blanks on one of her sheets.

"Although I am glad that you are excelling in your academics, that wasn't what I meant. Are you making friends? Do you enjoy socializing and learning?" He asked, folding his hands and resting his chin on them, his elbows resting on the desk. Marigold put her pencil down on his desk and folded her own hands and smirked as she rested her chin on them, mirroring his own actions. "A lot of the learning stuff in class is boring because I already know it. I have met a few people I enjoy. Sandy, she sits next to me in class and asks for help on her math work a lot. But I like helping her. And a few of her friends talk to me in the hall and during recess. There is one boy named Mike calls me names sometimes. But they don't affect me."

The girl said, kicking her feet in the air as she talked. "Well I'm glad that you have been making friends, and if Mike starts to bother you or is mean to anyone you know what to do." He said, raising his eyebrow. "Tell a teacher or tell you or Ororo, but don't tell Logan." Marigold recited, remembering all the times Jean, or Ororo had told her the same thing when she had first admitted to them that she was being picked on.

The Professor smirked at the 'don't tell Logan,' part of Marigold's sentence. If the man discovered she were being picked on while he was picking her up one day everyone feared his temper may get the better of him. "Very good, Marigold. I am proud of your hard work and courage as you have continued to adjust to this new lifestyle." The Professor said as he picked up the girls papers to check over them.

Marigold blushed, her cheeks turning red as she pulled her glasses off her face to clean them. (a nervous tick she had picked up shortly after receiving her glasses) "It-It's because you all have helped me so much...I'm glad Julie sent me here." The girl said with a shy grin. The wind picked up outside and the sound of rustling tree branches and strong wind could be heard in the now silent room.

"That's strange, it isn't suppose to storm today...Maybe it's from Ororo training with Kitty, Evan, and Kurt today." The Professor said with a raised eyebrow. "I'll get the window." Marigold volunteered as the wind started to blow through the open window, blowing some of her homework off the desk. She jumped out of the seat and ran behind the Professors desk, but gasped when she saw someone floating in the air right outside of the window.

"Uh, Professor...there is someone here." she said backing up from the open window. She wasn't sure who it was, or if she should be scared of the man glaring at her. She got an odd feeling of deja-vu in her chest as she watched the man float outside the window. She heard The Professor gasp behind her and he rolled over to where she was standing. He pulled her into his lap protectively right before the man threw his hands out, and The Professors wheelchair moved on it's own, rolling across the room and into the bookshelf roughly.

Marigold felt The Professors arms wrap around her tightly as he tried to gain control of his wheelchair. "Magnito! What are yo doing here?!" The Professor asked looking at the man as he floated through the window and landed inside the room. "I've come to pay you a visit. Your young charges...they seem to be flourishing under your care." He said as Marigold curled up closer to The Professor, fearfully looking at the man who had invaded their home. She didn't' know where this fear was coming from. Usually she would be on the floor ready to fight, but when she looked into the mans eyes, she felt fear cease her.

"Yes. I'm very proud of them. They are doing quite well. When they are not being frightened and thrown around." The Professor said with anger as his arms stayed around Marigold. "Proud? But you don't trust them." Magnito said folding his arms. Marigold looked up to the Professor with confusion. "I do trust them. With my life." The Professor said, getting angrier by the second. "You may trust them with your life, but not with the truth!" Magnito said as he floated back out of the room through the broken window, and the wheelchair rolled back through the room.