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Forgotten Language
The walk home wasn’t didn’t seem as long as Wanda thought. When she arrived home, she saw that the only person that was there was Pietro. He was cooking at the moment, so Wanda thought that it was better to not bother him now.
She headed up towards her room; she wanted to take another shower. It was strange, ever since Apocalypse, Wanda just felt the urge to just be super clean. Pietro had the same problem, but Pietro was the only person Wanda knew that tons of hair products in his room.
Wanda figured that she just wanted to be in cold water, they usually got rid of the frequent headaches… and the smell of Toad.
Ugh, Toad… if there was one thing that Wanda hated, it would be that damn Todd. Wanda shivered when she tried to rid her mind of him. Stopping dead in her tracks, Wanda realized that she was standing in the bathroom, towel and soap in hand. Must have been thinkin’ this entire time, Wanda almost laughed, I do that too much nowadays.
Wanda closed and locked the door and sat up on the sink counter, letting everything she was holding in her hands drop to the ground with a soft thud. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, focusing only on her breathing for the moment.
Wanda had the odd feeling that she had done this before and that she would sit here, trying to relax. That whenever she did this, she would feel nothing but untamed anger. Pointed directly towards… someone. Wanda opened her eyes and met the dull colour of her black towel.
Maybe, the anger was directed at everyone…
Silence was starting to make her ears ring, even with her heavy breathing (looks like I didn’t calm down), her ears rung. She hated it, it made her feel isolated. There was something that she should be remembering at this moment, Wanda could feel it. Something was tugging at the bottom of her subconscious, telling her that she should be somewhere, doing something.
Or maybe she was just paranoid.
Wanda closed her eyes and shook her head, hearing thuds and feeling soft pulsing vibrations under her feet. When she opened her eyes, she found random objects were all over the bathroom.
Not again…
Wanda guessed that it must have been her powers acting up again. Granted, it wasn’t as strong as it was at the train that one day…
Don’t dwell on the past, Wanda scolded herself, bad for the head.
Wanda looked around herself, glaring. She was going to have to clean this up when she was done with her shower. Wanda was muttering under her breath when she turned the hot water on. She was grumbling when she laid her towel on the closed toilet seat, and swearing when she undressed and went into the shower. If there was another thing that Wanda hated, it would be cleaning.
Wanda sighed when the water hit her, scalding hot, perfect. There was something about warm water, well; warm things in general, that made her feel safe. It felt as if she would never get the feeling back again.
Wanda sighed again; she was going to plan to meet Kitty at this old organic store. That meant that she was going to have to go downtown… again.
Kitty said that she had something to give her, a book of poems or something. She was bringing Rogue, and some other chick. A new mutant, Lauren or Larry, something with an “L,” Wanda wasn’t sure.
Wanda’s eyes were closed but she could feel the steam surround her, this was… pure bliss.
“Hey, Rogue.”
“Unghgh…”
“Rogue?”
“Hmm…”
“Rogue, wake up. It’s like, near one. We kinda need to get Wanda and Laura and all the others.”
“Five more minutes, Kit. Ah’ll be out…”
“You said that ten minutes ago.”
“It’s five minutes, kit.”
“And it’s 12:30, Rogue. Get up, or I’ll phase into the kitchen.”
Rogue peaked up from under the covers, “Ya wouldn’t.” Kitty raised an eyebrow in a silent challenge. Rogue gave in.
“Y’ know, Ah really don’t like ya right now.”
“You’ll thank me later.”
Rogue sat up in the bed, a tired frown was on her face, “Ah’ll believe it when Ah see it,” was her muttered reply.
“You’ve got five minutes to get ready, I have to go check on the others, ‘kay?”
Rogue waved a hand at Kitty’s retreating form, “Yeah, yeah. Do what you want.”
Kitty phased out the room, but not before yelling, “Five minutes!”
Rogue grumbled as she threw off the covers, she was going to take a quick shower. Knowing Kitty, she thought, it’ll take her another fifteen minutes getting everybody rounded up. Rogue sat for a while, not really doing anything. But when she heard Kitty pass her room again, she knew she would at least get something done before the little psycho came in and dragged her out.
“What’re you goin’ on about now, Kitty?”
Kitty smiled at the annoyed tone in Rogue’s voice but didn’t reply to her question. “Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets,” she said as she skipped down the sidewalk. Rogue, Amara, Tabitha, and Rahne were walking right behind her.
Kitty’s smile widened when she saw a Wanda sitting on a bench of a bus stop reading, “Once I spoke the language of flowers…”
Wanda looked up over at Kitty, “How did it go?”
“How did it go,” Kitty completed.
Rogue looked at Wanda, then at Kitty, “What in the hell are you guys talking about?”
Wanda gave Rogue a half smile, “A forgotten language.”
Rogue rolled her eyes (in order to avoid saying something mighty rude) and asked, “So we headin’ off to that organic store, or what?”
Kitty nodded the affirmative, “And there’s this new music store…”
“Then the mall,” Tabby cheered.
“Oh, joy,” was Wanda’s sarcastic reply.
“What’re we waitin’ for? Let’s get movin’!” Tabby charged down the sidewalk and headed around the corner, before popping her head back and saying, “What the hell are you guys doin’? Let’s go, I want to go to the mall!”
Kitty looked over from her friends to the store with a warm smile, “Now,” she stopped in front of them with look of warning in her eyes, “this is probably one of the very few stores that allow mutants. Please guys, be nice, an old couple runs this place and they’re really nice to me.”
Wanda rolled her eyes, Tabby muttered under breath (“Yeah, sure, no guarantees.”), Amara and Rahne nodded. Rogue smiled, “Of course, Hun. We’ll be real nice,” she shot a threatening look at the others, “right, guys?”
Tabitha walked past the others, “The sooner we get done with this place, the sooner we’ll be to the mall.”
Amara shook her head, “The girl’s got a one track mind.”
Tabitha was the first to enter, not really knowing what to expect. Wanda thought that there was going to be a strange, natural herb scent, but she smelled none, she smelled blueberries. Rahne enjoyed the little old, lyric less music that came from the old radio by the door. It was better than the loud honking from the cars, the never ending chatter from the college students nearby, it was… relaxing.
Light blue curtains covered the store’s windows, but there was a little light showing through. Rogue felt comfortable here, it was like being back in Mississippi with Irene. Man, did she miss that place.
Amara looked around the small store, then back at Kitty, “Where are the owners?”
Kitty shrugged, “In the back I guess.”
“Obviously,” Tabby said, “otherwise the door wouldn’t be open.”
As if on cue, an elderly woman came out from the room behind the cash register (that everybody somehow managed to forget).
Tabby jumped when the woman’s soft voice filled the room, “Well, hello there, Anne.”
Kitty ignored her friends when they raised their eyebrows at her, “Heh, hi, Mrs. Claremont.”
Mrs. Claremont nodded and looked over to Amara and Rahne, who were looking up at her from the candy rack nearby.
“Who are your friends?”
“Rahne, Miss.”
“Wanda.”
“Rogue, ma’am.”
“Tabby.”
“Amara.”
Mrs. Claremont clapped her hands together, “Well, I’ll be in the back. If there is anything that you need, don’t be afraid to call. Okay, girls?”
The all nodded at once, “Yes, ma’am!”
Mrs. Claremont walked into the room again, and softly shut the door. The girls stared at the spot that Mrs. Claremont was just at in an awkward silence.
“Well…” Tabby looked over to Kitty, “Ya done shoppin’ yet?”
After the institute blew up, Rahne’s parents didn’t want her to stay. She was one of the first students to leave institute after that day. Her parents wanted to give the institute one last chance after Apocalypse. And even though she was glad to be back, she wondered about the others who couldn’t come back. A whole bunch of ‘what ifs’ clouded her mind.
What if Jubilee doesn’t come back?
What if the bring back the sentinels?
What if the sentinels are worst than before?
What will happen if the Professor disappears again?
What if the institute got destroyed again and we can’t repair it?
Rahne repressed a shiver at the last thought. She didn’t want to go home. She loved her parents but it’s just… she wasn’t ready yet. Her parents treated her like she had some type of cancer; her friends back in Scotland avoided her like she had a disease. Back there, they would stare at her, talk about her. The way they talked to her, it disturbed her. And then they would threaten her, her parents…
“We’re here!”
Rahne looked over to Tabitha, who was jumping for joy. “And then we can go the mall,” she continued jumping, even when people nearby stared at her.
Rogue shook her head, “Ah’m never takin’ you shoppin’ ever again.”
Kitty giggled, “Come on, you guys.”
“I love this song,” she closed her eyes in bliss, Rogue shook her head.
“Here Ah go thinkin’ that Ah was the only one who wanted to come here.”
“We all sleep alone…”
“Aww, Kitty. Don’t start singin’ now.”
“‘Cause we all sleep alone…”
Tabitha started to laugh when she grabbed Rogue and dragged her down the isles, “Come on, Roguey. Live a little!”
Wanda shook her head when she saw the store owner give the girls a worried look.
“Excuse my friends,” she said, “it’s the weekend and they’ve been cooped up in class for eight hours for five days.”
“Nine for me,” Tabby added.
“Detention doesn’t count,” Rogue said. She tugged at Tabby’s hands, “Let go of meh!”
Kitty looked over to the store owner when the song ended, “You think you can play another Cher song? I haven’t heard from her in a long time.”
Amara stood at the entrance with Rahne, “Too bad we couldn’t keep it that way.”
The owner nodded and gave Kitty a smile.
“What song do want,” he asked.
“All or Nothing.”
“Hold on a sec.”
In an instant, the song blared through speakers. Kitty danced to the song while Wanda sat on a nearby stool, walking in leather boots may not have been the best choice today.
Rahne and Amara went to a corner of the store looking for Cd's while Rogue and Tabby looked for Cd's in the front.
Wanda sighed, “Thank goodness for air conditioning.”
Rogue frowned, “Is the Korn CD here yet?”
The owner frowned, “‘Fraid not. It doesn’t come for another two to three weeks.”
“Damn.”
Amara looked over to Rahne, who was skimming through Cd's (rather swiftly).
“What’re you looking for?”
“Just one CD, by this guy…”
“You most likely won’t find it here.”
Rahne gave Amara a questioning look.
“They don’t have anything good in Bayville.”
“What about the guys?”
Amara looked over at the store owner; he was trying to help Rogue and another customer with the music selection. Hmm… black hair, blue eyes, a good set of muscles… and he doesn’t act like much of an idiot…
“Well, they don’t count,” she said finally, “they’re in a category all of their own.”
Tabby sat up from her lying position, “Can we go now?”
“You really want to go don’t you?” Kitty looked at Tabby with an amazed face.
“I really want to eat the mall food.”
“Okay, Princess,” Rogue stood up and stretched, “Let’s go to the mall.”
Tabby stuck her tongue out at Rogue, “I’m not a Princess, I’m a Queen!”
Rahne laughed Tabby, “Of what?”
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story nor am I making money from this story. I do, however, own the plot of this story.
Mrs. Claremont - Her husband Mr. Claremont is Chris Claremont, the creator of Kitty Pryde. John Lindley Byrne also created her.
A Forgotten Language - A poem by Shel Silverstein (there's a reason why I put this in. So don't think I'm crazy or something.) When Kitty recited the poem, she skipped a line.
A Light in The Attic - Also a poem by Shel Silverstein (there is also a reason why that's there.)
Rahne - She seems like a very interesting character to me, but I don't have much info on her history/personality on Evo. So excuse me I make up some junk about her (though, I'll get some of her comic info in here as well).
Jubilee - She is one of my favourite characters in the X-men Universe, so here a head's up: She's comin' back...
A/N: Salut!
Chapter 1 done... I know, I have like, a whole bunch of stories (no, I'm lying I have three). But I have the chapters of those stories written in advance, I just have to edit them. So, what do you guys think of this? It's the continuation of my one-shot, We'll See (thanks to those who read and reviewed!). It might help to read that one first before reading this one. I have one month left before school ends, so then I can fully focus on every last one of my stories, in case you're wondering. So, till then, I won't be updating anything. Review people, I want to know what you guys think of this story. A tout à l'heure!
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