Author: Blue Skies Rusty PM
ON HIATUSMagneto and his gang are up to the usual bag of tricks and the Xmen are trying to stop them. But what happens when Sabretooth takes a liking to the newest member of the Xmen? And what happens when she's Kurt's love interest?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 15 - Words: 31,272 - Reviews: 58 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 12-02-04 - Published: 11-23-04 - id: 2144857
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A/N: Sorry to the readers of TATN but the plot bunnies that gave me the idea of a sequel died. Now I'm writing a story involving Kurt whom I love just as much as Mortimer. I think I have a love for men with incredibly odd colored skin (like blue and green).
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-men or anything related to them. If I did own the X-men I would be a man. I think if I were a man I'd be guy because I love men… and that has nothing to do with the legal crap. Oh and there's some stuff owned by the people who own Fable.
Charlotte Anne Hughes awoke from her dream. She smiled when she remembered her favorite video game and how good she was at it. Her smiled widened when she looked down to see her cat sitting on her lap, looking up at her with its yellow eyes.
"Hello, dear," she said as she scratched behind the tabby's ears.
"Good morning, Charlie," came the cat's response in the young woman's mind.
Charlotte, or Charlie as she liked to be called, was different from most people and not just because she could understand her cat. Charlie was twenty-one, somewhat short, with shoulder length brown hair, but that's not was odd about her. Her ears weren't in the usual place on the sides of her head but were instead on top, poking up from her hair. They were two black cat ears with a single white spot on each. Her appearance didn't stop there. Charlie had long nails that could pass as claws and two oversized canines that couldbe calledsmall fangs. Her eyes were green with a hint of yellow on the edges and cat-like pupils. Tucked under her large sweatshirt was a long tail. Possibly the most stunning thing about this young woman was her skin. It was a creamy peach color but with swirls of black stripes which ran over her entire body, including her three foot long tail.
"Come on, Captain." Charlie gently placed the cat on the tree branch. "We're almost there and I'm sick of sleeping in trees."
The cat's yellow eyes looked up at her. Captain was a black, gray, brown, and white tabby. He was mostly gray with black stripes, brown ears, and a white belly, face and legs.
"If you're so anxious to get there why don't you just turn into a bird and fly," asked the cat as he blinked slowly at his companion.
Charlie sighed and said, "Cap, you know I can't control it that well. That's why we're going to that school. What's it called again?"
"Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters," came the exasperated response. "Honestly Charlie, what would you do without me?"
Charlie only laughed as she jumped from the tree branch she had spent the night in, landing silently on her feet.
"Come on, Captain," she smiled up at the cat, showing her fangs. "We're really close now."
Captain made a noise which sounded like a scoff to Charlie. "You've been saying that since we left New York City. That was two weeks ago," the tabby said as he eyed her with contempt.
"Well that was just to get your furry butt in gear." Charlie's grin widened. "This time I mean it!"
The cat sighed as best as cat's could before landing perfectly beside her. The two walked a little ways to the road and headed in the direction of Westchester, New York. The sun was just beginning to rise behind them on the lonely road.
It was roughly twelve hours after the two companions had left their tree and the sun was setting, marking the closing of another day. They had reached the town and Charlie pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt to hide her mutation from the inhabitants.
"I'm telling you," said Captain from the ground beside her. "Just ask for directions."
Charlie looked down at him but didn't say anything. Speaking to her cat would only make her look crazy and she didn't want to draw attention to herself. Her green cat eyes looked down at the little animal as if to say "I don't need help!"
"Damn your stubbornness! Charlie, if you don't ask for directions I'm going to leave you," Captain threatened. One look at his eyes and Charlie knew he wasn't joking.
Captain was all she had left in the world since she had been kicked out of her apartment and lost her job. At the moment her cat was the only friend she had and she loved him dearly. The thought of losing Captain was heartbreaking to Charlie but she was too stubborn, too proud, and too much of a tomboy to admit it.
With a defeated sigh she tugged the hood down a little further before stuffing her clawed hand back into her pocket. She turned to the first passer-by and asked for directions which were simple enough.
By the time she and the cat stood before the wrought iron fence, the sun had sunken completely.
"Well Cap, this is it," Charlie said to the cat.
"Yup," he replied, looking at the mansion at the end of the driveway.
"Once we go in we probably won't be able to leave." Charlie's eyes skimmed over the mansion and grounds before she looked at the place outside of the large fence surrounding the estate.
Captain looked up at her with agrivation. "Oh for Christ's sake, Charlie! If you think I'm gonna pass up being fed caviar you're insane. Now, push the damn button so we can go in. I'm freezing my furry balls off!"
"Thanks for the visual," Charlie said as she rolled her eyes. After a year ofliving withhim, she was used to the little cat's big attitude though sometimes it switched between intellectual and street-smart. She often swore the cat was mentally disturbed.
One of Charlie's clawed fingers reached out and pressed the button for the buzzer. There was a long pause and Charlie was about to press it again when someone finally spoke to her.
A deep, brusque voice practically shouted at her from the little box. "What do you want!?"
Charlie looked back at her cat whose eyes told her to continue. "Uh… I'm here to see Professor Xavier," she said hesitantly.
"What for," came the voice again, this time with a hint of suspicion.
Captain scoffed in Charlie's mind. "We're here selling cookies," said the cat sarcastically. "What the hell does he think we're here for? The stupid ass!"
"Captain," exclaimed Charlie while she silently thanked her lucky stars she was the only one who could communicate with him.
The angry voice sounded from the box again. "What?"
"I'm a… a mutant. I was hoping you could help me," she said into the intercom. She hated admitting that she needed help on anything. It was a huge blow to her pride.
There was a long pause before a loud buzz was heard and the gates swung open. Charlie and Captain walked through and up the gravel driveway. The huge mansion loomed ahead as the stones crunched under Charlie's sneakers.
As they reached the front steps the two large oak doors opened. The two companions stepped into the entrance hall. It was a large room with a raised ceiling and a black and white tiled floor. In front of them was a grand staircase leading up. There wereseveral halls leading off of the room they stood in.
"Ah, Welcome," came a warm voice from one of the hallways.
By the way, the cat is based off of my beloved tabbywhose name is indeed Captain and whom is honestly insane. You'll see why in future chapters.