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A.N.: First, I feel I should let you know that right now, we're a month or two before the events of the first X-Men movie, so Rogue won't be making an appearance for at least a chapter or two. I'd also like to apologize for not getting this done and uploaded last weekend, but real life got in the way. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
'Speaking with telepathy'
"Taxi!" I exclaim, my hand in the air. I breathe a sigh of relief as a taxi pulls up and I get in. 'Finally away from all of these people; I knew New York had a lot of people, but I never expected there to be this many…' I'm shaken from my inner ramblings as the cabbie asks me where I'm heading. I hand him the paper I had written Professor Xavier's address on, and a minute later, we're driving away.
"So, you a foreigner?" the cabbie asked. I raise my head to meet his gaze through the rear view mirror.
"I guess you could say that," I respond, "I just felt like I needed a new start." The cabbie just nods, accepting my answer. I relax into the seat, and watch as the buildings pass by. Eventually, we run into heavy traffic. Rolling my eyes in annoyance, I decide to rest my eyes. "Just for a bit," I mutter quietly. About five minutes later, the cabbie chuckles as I begin to lightly snore.
I'm startled awake as I feel someone shake me. Reflexively, I swing my arm out at my would-be attacker, my face paling as I feel my powers spike. I open my eyes, cringing as I see an unknown bedroom ceiling completely coated in a thick layer of ice.
"Dude! Give a girl a little warning before you do that!" a girl's voice exclaims, surprise evident in her tone. I sit up in the bed I'm lying in, and look around. The first thing that I notice is the brunette-haired girl standing a few feet away from me holding her hand over her heart. With wide eyes and a small gasp, I ask if I had hit her. With a wry grin, she responded with a small chuckle.
"Nah, I'm fine," she said, "It's kinda my thing; I can phase through solid objects. Kind of like a ghost." With a sigh of relief, I smile slightly before becoming confused.
"Wait… you have… powers?" I ask, almost timidly, "Like me?" The girl smiled softly at me before responding.
"Well, yeah," she said, "All of the students at the school are mutants, like us." My head perked up at that last bit.
"So, I'm inside Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters?" I ask. The girl nods in assent before a look of remembrance appears on her face.
"Oh! That reminds me, the professor told me to escort you to his office once you woke up," said the girl. I nod before getting up out of the bed. I stretch, and with a yawn, follow the brunette out of the bedroom.
"My name's Kitty, by the way, Kitty Pryde," said Kitty before glancing in my direction, extending a hand. I just look at her hand before replying.
"Elsa Frost," I reply, not shaking her hand. Noticing a slight questioning look, I give a quick explanation. "I- I'm just not that comfortable shaking hands with people," I say quickly. Kitty quirks an eyebrow, but lets it drop. We walk the rest of the way in silence; eventually we're standing in front of the door to Professor Xavier's office. I raise my hand to knock, only slightly jumping as the professor tells me to come in. Kitty smiles and says goodbye before walking away down the hall.
Bracing myself, I grab the doorknob, and open the door. Glancing inside the office, I see a bald man in a wheelchair smiling at me. I let out a timid smile before entering, closing the door behind me.
"Hello Elsa, why don't you have a seat," said Professor Xavier, gesturing towards the chair sitting across from his desk. Tentatively, I walk over towards the chair, and sit down. "Let me start off by giving you my condolences for your loss; it is never easy when one loses their loved ones," said Professor Xavier with an understanding tone. My smile immediately drops; I find myself fighting the urge to cry.
"Thank you," I respond, voice almost quavering. I quash down the sadness before I can lose control. The professor must have noticed what I was doing, as he frowned. A moment later, and the frown was gone and replaced with another smile.
"After it was reported on the news that the crown princess of Arendelle had run away, I had an inkling of a thought that you would come to my school," said the professor before he laughed, "I was actually planning to pay a visit to speak with you about attending my school, only to hear that you had left Arendelle." Astonished, my cheeks burn with embarrassment; I'm not sure how to respond to that. I didn't have to respond, however, as Professor Xavier began speaking again.
"I suppose it doesn't matter how you arrived here, though," said the professor, "All that matters is that you're here." I nod slowly before asking the question that's been at the forefront of my mind ever since I left for Arendelle.
"Professor, could you explain to me what exactly a mutant is?" The professor rests his elbows on either arm of his wheelchair and intertwines his fingers before responding.
"A mutant, in the simplest terms, is a human who possesses a gene in their DNA that is known as the X-gene," says the professor, "The X-gene grants the person a superhuman ability of some form. The type and level of powers one develops as a result of their X-gene varies greatly from person to person." I nod my head in comprehension as Professor Xavier continues on. "Some mutants are able to control ice and snow while others are able to read another person's mind," said the professor, a knowing look on his face. I tense slightly in the chair. 'How could he know? Wait does that mean…'
'That I'm a telepath? Indeed,' spoke a voice in my mind. I visibly jump in my chair, hand held over my rapidly beating heart. "There is no need to panic, Elsa," said the professor, "I never delve into another person's mind without their consent." Well, that was a little reassuring. But wait a second…
"Then how did you know about my powers?" I ask in suspicion. The professor chuckles mirthfully.
"If I had a dime every time a prospective student asked me that question," said the professor, "There is a machine that I use called Cerebro that allows me to locate any mutant in the world; the information I obtain about a mutant that I search for is just general information such as height, weight, age, etcetera, but it also informs me of the kind of abilities that they possess." I nod along, a look of comprehension on my face.
"Is that how you found out about me?" I ask. Professor Xavier nods, a smile on his face.
"Honestly, I only used Cerebro to confirm that you were a mutant," said the professor, "There has been speculation from the media for years that you were a mutant, Elsa." A shocked look appears on my face before it quickly disappeared. 'Well, I guess it's not that farfetched of a theory; why else would one lock themselves in a castle and never come out?' Wait a second…
"When you said prospective student, what did you mean exactly?" I ask feeling slightly confused.
"Elsa, I would like to extend to you an invitation to attend Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters," said Professor Xavier, "Here at my school, you would be among those who are like you, other children who are also young mutants." Before the professor could even speak another sentence, I interrupt him.
"I would love to go to school here," I say, a beaming smile on my face, "I had always thought that I was alone… that I was the only one in the world with powers. And now I learn that not only are there others like me, there's an entire school for people like me!"
"Wonderful!" the professor exclaimed, "Now, I have some paperwork that I may need you to fill out and sign." Smiling, I nod and begin filling out the first form. It's been so long since I've felt this happy; things seem like they're finally looking up.
After finishing with the paperwork, Professor Xavier told me that he should have my class schedule ready by tomorrow night. Considering that it's almost lunch time, he thought it would be a good idea for me to go have lunch with my new classmates. So here I am, making my way towards the cafeteria. As I make another turn, I walk head first into another person. As I'm falling backwards, the person reaches out and catches me by the hand, pulling me back to my feet.
"I'm sorry," I say as I look up to the person who caught me. He's a guy who looks to be around my age. He has blue eyes, black hair, and stands a full head taller than me. I catch myself staring and look away.
"It's no problem," he says, a smile on his face, "I ran into you." A look of confusion crosses his face momentarily.
"I haven't seen you around before," he says, "Are you new here?" I nod in response before asking him a question.
"Do you know where the cafeteria is?" I ask, "Professor Xavier gave me directions, but I kind of got lost."
"You're in luck, that's actually where I was heading," he replied, "Let's walk down together." I smile in response and continue walking alongside him.
"I'm Elsa, by the way," I say, glancing in his direction. He looks my way before responding.
"Piotr," he responded. I quirk an eyebrow at the short response, waiting for him to say something more, but nothing more is said. We lapse into a comfortable silence until we finally reach the cafeteria.
"Once you get your food, you should sit with me and my friends," said Piotr, gesturing towards a table next to a large window.
After getting our food, we make our way over to the table that Piotr pointed out. I immediately notice a familiar face. Apparently she noticed me as well. Kitty waved at me, gesturing to the open seat next to her. I smile in appreciation before sitting down, Piotr sitting down across from me next to a guy with dirty blonde hair and a guy playing with a lighter. Kitty turned to me and asked what the professor had wanted to talk to me about.
"He asked why I had run away from home, and then informed me that he would have visited me himself if I hadn't," I said, a light blush on my cheeks, "By then I was feeling fairly mortified." Kitty just grinned.
"So, are we going to be seeing you around?" asked Kitty.
"Yeah, I finished filling out a lot of forms before leaving his office, and he said my class schedule should be ready by tomorrow evening," I reply. Suddenly, the guy with the lighter asks me a question I wasn't quite prepared for.
"So, what can you do?" he asked. At my confused expression, he elaborated on his question. "What kind of powers do you have?" I bite the corner of my bottom lip, confliction easily readable on my face. The lighter boy just sneers at me.
"Don't tell me you're afraid of your powers?" he asks, incredulously, before laughing, "That is just sad! A mutant afraid of themselves!" As he laughed at me, I couldn't help but feel my control begin to slip, memories of what I had done to Anna begin to surface. Suddenly I'm not hungry anymore, and I excuse myself before walking away out of the cafeteria.
After nearly getting lost around a dozen times, and nearly running into many other students, I had found my way back to the room that I had woken up in. Leaning against the bed I had woken up in was my backpack. I open up the backpack and dig around a bit. Eventually I find what I'm looking for, pulling out a sketchbook and pencil. I climb up onto the bed, propping my knees up and using them as a surface for the sketchbook. Absentmindedly, I begin to sketch a drawing of Anna. I had discovered when I was around nine that drawing always seemed to have a way of reigning in my powers and calming me down when conceal, don't feel didn't seem to be enough. However, not even this seemed enough to distract me as ice began to creep over the pencil's surface. I curse silently and throw the offending item away. I move my sketchbook onto the small table by the bed, and wrap my arms around my legs. Eventually, I hear the doorknob twist and the door open. I look towards the door and see Kitty standing there looking gobsmacked.
"You've been here the whole time?" she asked, "After you left the cafeteria, Bobby, Piotr, and I spent at least an hour looking for you; we even ditched our first classes after lunch." I frown, suddenly feeling guilty.
"I'm sorry," I respond, "You shouldn't have had to miss class on my behalf." Kitty scoffs lightly at me.
"After you left like that, we wanted to make sure you were okay," she said, "Don't even try to blame yourself for that." I smile lightly at her; however, my smile turns into a grimace as I remember the reason for my leaving the cafeteria.
"He's not wrong you know," I say derisively to myself, "It IS pathetic that I'm so afraid of my powers… of myself…" I feel the mattress sink slightly as Kitty sits down next to me.
"No, it's not," Kitty responds, genuine compassion in her voice, "Look, I don't know what you went through to make yourself feel this way, but you need to stop. From what I've seen, you're NOT a bad person; so whatever happened wasn't your fault." I open my mouth to say otherwise, but Kitty cuts me off. "I'm not hearing any of it," Kitty says before grabbing my wrist.
"Come on, we're going downstairs, Bobby and Piotr are downstairs in the rec room," said Kitty, pulling me out the door with her, "I'm sure they'd like to know that you're ok." I sigh in exasperation, but let Kitty lead me along through the halls and down the stairs.
As we walk into what I can only assume is the rec room, Piotr notices me first and subsequently loses the race against Bobby on Mario Kart. Kitty leads me over to the couch and plops me down next to the guy whom I can only assume is Bobby before walking over to the table by the window and taking one of the chairs. Bobby turns towards me.
"We didn't really have the chance to meet at lunch," said Bobby, tactfully avoiding mentioning that little incident, "I'm Bobby." I smile at him.
"Elsa," I respond, "Elsa Frost." Hearing Kitty curse, I look back at the TV screen and see Piotr's character throw some kind of a red shell at Kitty's character before racing past her across the finish line. I laugh at the pouty look on Kitty's face.
"So, if you don't mind me asking, what kind of powers do you have?" I hear Bobby ask. At this point, I notice Piotr pause the game and look in my direction. Even though Kitty kind of already knows what I can do, she's still leaning slightly forward in anticipation. I look back to Bobby and try to think of a non-destructive example of my powers to give. Suddenly, I remember how I used to make a snowman for Anna. Standing up, I walk towards the middle of the room. Remembering the way my hands moved when I made the snowman, I whirl my hand in a circular motion and a snowman forms out of thin air. When I'm done, I hear Kitty, Piotr, and Bobby clapping. With a quick wave of my hand, the snowman disappears. I walk back to the couch and sit back down next to Bobby, who I am now just noticing is grinning from ear to ear. I frown slightly.
"What?" I ask curiously. Without even speaking, he lifts his foot up and taps it back on the ground, and suddenly there's ice. I gasp in surprise at the realization.
"You- but I- How-?" I ramble, not able to form a whole sentence. I had NEVER thought that I'd meet someone with nearly the same exact power as me. Kitty laughs at my inability to form a coherent sentence, and that dispels the sputtering spell I'm in. Shaking my head in amusement, I look towards Piotr. As if anticipating my question, his skin changed into metal and his eyes turned a steely grey color. Mouth set into an o-shape, I don't know what to say other than, "Cool." Almost instantly, the metal turns back into flesh and his eyes go back to blue.
The guys look towards Kitty, as if expecting her to show off her powers. I laugh slightly before explaining how I had already seen her powers in action as I almost hit her with my own powers when I woke up earlier that morning. Bobby asks if I want to join them on Mario Kart, but I decline. I'd much prefer to watch. After watching Kitty repeatedly lose, and then threaten Bobby and Piotr with bodily harm if they didn't stop cheating, I couldn't help but smile. I blush as my stomach grumbles loudly. After Bobby won again, he turned the Nintendo 64 off and stood up, the others and I got up as well.
"Well it's almost time to go eat," said Bobby, "Come on, let's go before it gets crowded." As we walk out of the rec room, I smile to myself, and a warm feeling spreads throughout my body. 'This must be what it feels like to actually have friends.' My smile didn't disappear the whole time we ate.
After helping Kitty complete her homework (I feel like I'm going to be ahead in my math and science classes), we were both yawning. "I can't remember the last time I felt this tired," Kitty groaned. I laugh at her, earning a glare from Kitty. Truth was, I felt the same way.
"I think it's time for us to go to bed," I say, another yawn escaping from my lips. I had already changed out of my clothes into a t-shirt and sweatpants provided by the school.
After brushing my teeth, I climb up into my bed and lay down, pulling the covers up. "Goodnight," I say to Kitty as I turn off the lamp on the bedside table. Kitty mumbles a goodnight before doing the same. Thinking over everything that happened today, I can't help but feel relieved. I'm not alone. I have friends. I found a place where I can belong, where I can be myself. For the first time in forever, I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
A.N.: Before anyone asks, there is a reason why Elsa's last name is Frost. Think. What other mutant has the last name Frost? Feel free to leave any constructive criticism in a review!