AN/Eh. Yeah, well, to say the least, I'm sorry. I won't go on with any excuses why it took me this long to update when i promised it. The thing is, i re-wrote it. And stalled. So, sorry. A bunch. I feel quite guilty really, 'specially since people actually reviewed and such. Oh right! I absolutely can't thank the people who reviewed enough! Every person who reviewed spured me on to get this written and done. So thanks again. ;)

(Oh, and by the way, I'm changing the font due to Lady Vyxen. Apparently the bolded speech is annoying. So I'll fix it. ;) I live to please.)

Chapter 7

With a rumbling shake, the jet finally landed. The X-Men waited for the star people and me to walk down the platform before they exited. I didn’t understand why they were being so cautious, we weren’t that threatening were we?

I staggered down the metal walkway, uneasy with my legs. The bad tempered man with black hair and the woman with white hair led us to a large room, a conference room it seemed. I sat down in one of the chairs with a sigh, walking was hard work. Eventually, when the star people were seated, the rest of the X-Men arrived. Beast sat next to me and Vlit was on my right side, suddenly serious and grave. As were all the other star people.

The man with the weird glasses who had sat up near the red head started to speak at the front of the room.

“As you all know, we just completed the mission of rescuing these people,” he gestured to the star people and me, “from an illegal facility of operations unknown to us. Seeing as Fury would not give us the information, we have no idea what happened to these people and what to do with them.”

“I think the charitable option would to give them room and board.” Professor X said as he wheeled into the room.

The X-Men stood up as he entered; giving me the idea that he was the leader, besides the glasses man.

The hairy man scoffed, “Yer gettin’ too old Chuck. Can’t cha see it? These ‘people’ work for that facility. We can’t trust ‘em enough to let ‘em stay here unmonitored. I don’t even see why they’re in here with us.”

Hm. Not trust me? Well, I guess that’s okay, I didn’t need these X-Men’s trust. I would go home… where home is though, I had no idea. Ugh, don’t you hate it when your future depends on someone else? Or when you can’t remember anything about yourself? Yeah, it’s kind of annoying.

“I agree with Wolverine, Professor, much as I hate to say it. We don’t know these people and they could endanger the entire school.” The glasses man said.

Ah, so the hairy man was Wolverine. That makes sense, sort of. He found the facility? How? I didn’t even know where it was. I pushed my thoughts aside as the Professor answered the worries of Glasses.

“That’s true Scott, we don’t know these people. But seeing as we have given charity to so many people we did not know who became valuable assets, I will give these people the benefit of doubt.” He then turned to us, “I will have to ask you, though, if you could leave the debriefing room? Due to the uncertainties of my team, it would be better for all of you to be escorted to new rooms.”

And then the woman with white hair stood up, as if she had been directed to do the job silently. Storm, as she introduced herself to us, lead us through the metal hallways. There were many twists and turns, so many that I was sure that they had planned it this way. Too be confusing and disorientating. Finally, we took an elevator to a completely different building it seemed. Instead of the metal and chrome I had seen so far, it was wood and papered walls of elegance.

As we walked through the halls and staircases, I was growing tired of walking and stopped to lean against a banister, gasping for breath. How could I be so weak to not be able to walk a few hallways and stairs? Well, I didn’t know who I was for one thing, so how would I know my limitations?

Oh right, I forgot to mention that important detail. I had no clue who I was. Didn’t know my name, didn’t know my age, and didn’t know my past at all. Quite annoying and depressing at the same time, really. Anyways, moving on.

So, I stopped to give my legs some rest. And guess what? Storm didn’t even realize I was gone. They had continued walking and turned a corner when I wasn’t looking.

“Well this is just peachy isn’t it?” I said aloud, knowing if I tried to find my way, I’d get horribly lost.

I groaned and sat down on the winding staircase, knowing someone would have to come along and find me.

After sitting like that for what seemed to be forever, a blast of noise echoed through the building, loud and ringing. And then, even more amazing, was that tons of kids spilled out of rooms, as if on cue. They stampeded down the staircase I was on, and most of them just gave me strange looks while they passed, doing nothing.

Finally, an older boy took notice of me.

“What are you doing here? I’ve never seen you around before.” He asked over the noise of the kids, stooping to talk to me face to face.

“I don’t know actually. I was just brought here by the X-Men.” I admitted, hoping this blonde boy could take me to Storm. “Do you have any idea where Storm is? I got separated from the group.”

“Storm? Oh, you mean Ororo. No, I don’t know where she is, but if you’re new, then you should be getting a room and schedule of classes. I can show you where the girls’ dorm is if you want.” He answered, holding out his hand.

“Thanks.” I said in relief and took the boys hand.

And then jerked back with a yelp. He burst out in laughter and wiggled his fingers teasingly.

“You shouldn’t touch Iceman’s hand unless you want freezer burn!”

I narrowed my eyes at this strange boy. Examining my hand, I saw it had gotten pale as the blood flow slowed down due to the freezing temperature. I shook my hand to get the blood pumping and muttered some choice words under my breath.

“Whoa. You’re definitely not from here, no one here would be allowed to say that and get away with it. I would know!” The annoying boy jabbered on, walking back up the stairs. “Aren’t you coming, eh, what’s your name anyways?”

Crud. I had been dreading this moment. What was I supposed to say? “I don’t know, I can’t recall anything from my past since the X-Men rescued me?” Nope, this boy had already proven that he was untrustworthy with that little prank. My fingers had turned a tint of blue! So I went with the mysterious option.

I stood up and walked past him a ways, “What do you think my name is?”

He grinned in response.

“Oh. You’re one of those mysterious types, huh? Well, I’ll guess that your name is Fish Woman or something corny like that.”

I smirked, “Fish Woman? That’s hardly close. What’s your name? The one that isn’t silly.” I asked as we walked down a corridor.

“Bobby. Iceman, I would prefer.” He said, holding out his hand again.

I glanced at it with an eyebrow raised, he actually expected me to fall for that one again? Laughing, he led me through more hallways and rooms, guessing my name the whole time, until we reached two doors.

“That one is the girls’ dorm, this one is the boys. I’d think Ororo would be in either of the dorms, depending on who you came with. I’ll check the boys, you check the girls.”

Bobby left me there, standing in front of the two doors.

I had a couple options. I could stand there and do nothing. How could I trust that boy who had nearly given me frostbite as a joke to direct me to the right door? I could look in the ‘girls’ dorm’ and see if Storm was in there. Which I highly doubted. Or I could go back and try to find an X-Man myself.

Before I could decide to do anything, however, the door of the right burst open forcibly. And much to my dismay, I was standing much too close to it. Before I blacked out, I only saw a flash of white pass through the door.

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