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You, in lack of words better words to describe it, "Were up shit creek without a paddle". You grew up in a strong Anti-mutant household, so the discovery that you were, in fact, a mutant was a cataclysmic event. Any other parent would be thrilled, this power just saved your life, and here you stood bags in hand staring as the front door of your family home was slammed in your face, tears still fresh on your cheeks. It happened in an instant, you should be dead really nothing but a spot of cloth, bone, and blood in the middle of the road. one minute you were walking down the road headphones in your ears, the next a car going upwards of 80 mph was stopped in front of your hands inched from the hood. The only injury was the driver had whiplash.
You ran your hand over your face a single sob raking through your throat as fresh tears fell. Feet still planted on your old porch you sobbed bags falling from your hands to cover your mouth. Several minutes later you took one solid breath and turned around spinning on one foot you started to walk. Away from the family who loved you till one moment ago, over a mutation you couldn't control. It was unfair you were never dangerous, you had never hurt anyone, hell all you did was save your life ON ACCIDENT. You walked down roads it was mostly barren occasionally, as you walked past houses, you'd hear a gasp and the slam of a door. Were people really scared of you? You grew up in this neighborhood, people here knew you, you were friends with some of them.
Several miles of aimless walking later you were deep in thought, so deep that you hadn't even noticed the black car pull up beside you almost large enough to be a limousine. Before you could turn and walk in the opposite direction the passenger's seat front window rolled down. A young man called your name, it was meant to be a question looking for confirmation it was your name, his voice was familiar still you couldn't place it. Despite your better judgment you nodded.
He smiled at you "I saw you on the news and I had to meet you, we had been to your house but nobody would answer the door". At the mention of your house, new tears welled up in your eyes. The man's smile fell instantly. "I am so sorry, I assume they did not take to it well?" All you could do was shake your head promising yourself you would let no more tears fall. "I was actually visiting to ask if you were interested in enrolling, it would be free obviously, boarding, and everything else is provided". The voice and the face clicked in a second, Charles Xavier was asking you to join in school, the only school in the state for mutants. It was a relief you had somewhere to go with others like you. "Your powers really are extraordinary one of a kind even. We would be honored to have you". He was trying to convince you, you didn't need convincing. You nodded fresh tears rolling down your face despite the promise you had made minutes ago.
The back window rolled down a silver-haired boy with a bright smile on his face pointed over his shoulder into the car. "Get in loser we're going shopping".
"Peter can you not see she is ups-" Charles scold dies on his lips as you laughed.
"Well come on what are you waiting for we got shit to do". Peters smile never falling.
"Peter". Charles glared at the boy.
You laughed harder "No no it's ok I needed that".
Charles sighed but smiled at you lightly gesturing to the back seat. Taking your chance you ran to the back seat opening the door and taking a seat, and the car started.
"That's Hank, normally he's a lot bluer". Peter's joke fell flat not knowing what he meant exactly probably a mutant thing but you smiled anyway. Peter stuck his hand out the gum you hadn't even noticed he had poping loudly. "Quicksilver but most people call me Peter". The whole silver look he had going on suddenly made a lot more sense.
Hank groaned. "Most people call you annoying actually".
Peter gasped dramatically. "Oh yeah? Well most people call you Blu-".
"Enough the both of you, now y/n tell me about your powers" Charles glanced at you in the mirror, and despite everything that happened you figured you were gonna be ok.
It didn't take long to reach school most of the drive was filled with answering the Professor's question and some of Peter's. It was huge made of brick and it was absolutely stunning in person, with large areas of grass and flowers around the front a fountain in the middle of the main walkway. There were people, students, of all ages playing in the courtyard, most of which looked like normal people. Professor offered you a personal tour of the school which you accepted almost immanently, learning the layout of the school, libraries, dorms, the cafeteria this place had pretty much everything. The pond around back became your favorite spot almost instantly, a tree laid knocked over cut in half across it, you'd have to remember to ask about that later.
The Professor was looking at you, you could see him out of the corner of your eye.
"Professor?"
"I understand your family did not take it well, it's a gift to carry but some people refuse to see it as that" He sighed. "I am here if you need to talk, it's a burden none should carry alone". You nodded silence in the air for a long while.
"I know this may be a little soon but I would like to test your abilities sometime around the end of the week". Despite what having powers had caused you, you couldn't help to be a little curious about everything you could do.
"Yeah, sounds good". The professor just nodded.
The next week passed in a blur of learning schedules, trying to get caught up in classes, making your dorm room a temporary home. Most of the classes were just normal college classes, so thankfully stuff you knew and understood, with the occasional mutant class thrown in. Peter had insisted you join his friend group being that he liked you, and thought you'd fit in well, you did. You learned everyone in the group fairly quickly, Scott and Jean who were dating, Ororo, jubilee, Kurt, and of course Peter. The group took you in almost immediately like you had always been there, it made your life incredibly easier having people there like you, they helped where they could, never let you get lonely or think too hard.
You were all sitting in peters room as he was the only one without a bunkmate besides you, plus he had a tv. "So-" Peter popped his gum. "I hear you have a power training course or whatever Professor calls it" His hand waving lazily in the air to emphasize the words.
"A trial run I guess, just to see the extent of what I can do". You shrugged trying to enjoy the movie.
Peter was sitting cross-legged on the floor now the tv paused before you could even blink, causing a chorus of groans from the group. "You can't tell me NONE of you are interested in what y/n can do I mean Professor personally sought her out she gotta be something special". He was gesturing at you, eyes flicking between everyone in the room.
"Well he also personally sought you out and you're just you". Scott snickered Jean slapping him lightly on the arm smiling.
"Ha Ha I helped stop the apocalypse asshole, and I got a bomb ass cast that everyone signed". Peter had his old cast in hand before Scott could respond. "Doubt anyone would even sign yours".
Scott opened his mouth snarky reply on his tongue when Jean spoke over him. "You can stop projectiles right, anything other than that you know of?"
"I don't know, I've never tried". Peter was on the other side of the room in a snap, paper ball in hand.
"If I throw this at you can you stop it?" Peter threw the ball up and caught it repeatedly.
You squinted your eyes at peter "Do not-". It was too late peter had already thrown the ball. You flinched closing your eyes, but the hit never came and you cracked your eyes, the ball was hovering inches from your face everyone was quietly staring at it. You blinked once, twice, and the ball fell to the floor.
"That is kind of cool" Kurt was the first one to break the silence, tail flicking behind him.
Peter was smiling widely at you "How big of an object can you stop?"
You shrugged again still staring at the ball. "I stopped a car? so decently big I guess"
"I heard you gave the dude whiplash". Jubilee laughed, you rubbed the back of your neck suddenly feeling bad.
"Hey don't feel bad it was your life or some guy having whiplash, it wasn't a hard choice". Storm comforted you lightly, it's easy to forget she was helping cause the apocalypse not 2 months ago.
"Whiplash, that's what we're calling you, It makes sense right?" Peter stated glancing around the room again.
Everyone nodded at you even you had to agree it really did make sense. "Guess I can't argue with all of you".
"You're welcome". Peter smirked and the movie resumed playing and peter was laying on the bed before anyone could say anything else.
We all sat in silence for a while after that watching the movie, with the occasional "Comedy" input from Peter. Around the end of the movie, Scott dozed off snoring slightly peter turning the volume up for the rest of the movie to tune him out. Everybody stretched as the credits rolled aside from Scott who awoke with a jolt and a "shit" from peter kicking him. You said a quick bye walking out the door to your dorm Jean followed after you leaving her boyfriend who was bickering with Peter. "Hey, don't be nervous about the trial thing, it's really nothing just seeing what you can do". she patted you lightly on the shoulder
You winced "What if they don't work if I'm nervous? what if I get in there and I get hit in the face by whatever gets thrown at me?"
"The Professor will understand don't worry too hard about it". She glared in peters room Scott was walking out almost instantly, you would have found it funny if you weren't so on edge. "Bye y/n you'll do great".
You managed a small smile and thanks for making your way to your dorm.
When you woke the next morning your nerves were even worse, combine that with the lack of sleep and you were a mess. The professor had scheduled you to meet him in the training grounds around three in the afternoon, you had 6 hours to steel your nerves. Class for the most part had distracted you along with Peter and the rest of the group trying to get a laugh out of you, you were calmer around midday. Jean had even offered to skip class to be there for you. You insisted you were fine until she relented and decided not to go. As bad as you wish it didn't three o'clock ticked around eventually, you made your way to the training grounds
It was an open area of dirt close to the pond some targets around one of the edges, Professor talking to a few students in the middle. "y/n if you would please stand just over there, see if you can stop this". He nodded to one of the students who threw a small ball in the air, it came back down into his hand. Professor smiled at you. "Don't worry we can try again". Several attempts later you had failed to stop anything. "Not all of us can do it on our first try".
"I was able to do it last night". The words had left your mouth before you could stop them.
"What do you mean?" You explained the best you could of the paper ball incident.
"You think I can only do it when it's a danger to me?"
"It's a possibility, but I doubt it, it's probably you not knowing how to fully con-." Professor's eyes widened at something behind you.
"Professor?" You glanced behind you and were face to face with a bright red frisbee spinning in place almost grazing your nose.
"Amazing, you can do it without even thinking about it". He seemed a little surprised.
Across the yard, a young girl was waving at you and asking for you to throw it back. Before you could reach to grab it the frisbee was flying back in her direction, you gasped quietly stepping back. "Professor did you see that too? I didn't even touch it". A smile was playing on your lips now.
He hummed from behind you. "I had assumed you could only stop projectiles, you can completely change their trajectory maybe more".
"So I guess it's not just a danger thing then, Considering I threw it back and that's not exactly needed to keep me safe". You looked back at the Professor.
His eyes met yours from where he was watching the children. "I think that is enough for today, this is good progress y/n, your power really is extraordinary". He started on his way back to the school when he suddenly stopped. "Oh, and your friends are hiding over there by the way". Subtly nodding his head to the left. "They've been watching for a while". And with that, he continued on his way.
You turned to the left raising an eyebrow and crossing your arms accusingly. They were caught their eyes widening slightly when you turned to them it was almost comical, aside from Kurt who disappeared instantly. They all looked varying degrees of guilty Peter being none trying to wave you over almost instantly, you shook your head but complied. Kurt reappearing as you got closer, avoiding eye contact with you. By the time you got there, everyone had settled making it clear you were gonna be here a while, no doubt talking about your powers. Scott pushing off the tree he was propped on to sit next to Jean. Peter attempting to prop his feet up in your lap as you sat down. You scoffed and pushed them to the side.
Jean grinned at you "I told you you'd do fine, you even impressed the professor".
"I did?'" A look of skepticism crossing your face.
"Of course you did, he's not the only one who's telekinetic remember?"
"I feel like anyone else would have this power under control now". You threw your hands in the air in exasperation.
Scott looked over at you, even without seeing his eyes you knew it was a deadpanned stare. "I still can't control mine".
"Yeah, and it took me like four months to get to where I am with my powers now". Jubilee added.
"I'd say you're doing good for your power" Ororo stated. "It's not an easy thing to control."
Peter laughed out of nowhere "Can you imagine what happened to me when I found out I had mine? I was just trying to run to the fridge as a kid next thing I knew I was on the floor broken nose and door from running into it that fast". Everyone in the group laughed at that, despite most of the hearing it before. "Took me forever to be able to control my speed." He ran a hair through his hair. "When I did get the hang of it though I stole so much shit, poor guys never even knew I did it".
"Shame on you, Peter". You tried your best to sound serious.
Peter smiled. "Well yeah I felt like I could do anything with that power. But I helped stop the apocalypse so I guess that'll just have to make up for it". Laying back in the grass he crossed his legs at the ankle.
The rest of the afternoon passed with funny and embarrassing stories involving their powers, Scott's story of eye blasting the door off of a bathroom stall and nailing the school dick with it being one of your favorites. You didn't have any to share but nobody minded, claiming you had plenty of time to make some. Then suddenly everyone was looking at you trying not to laugh. "What?"
"I've been doing this a while". Peter claimed and reaching down to grab and flick another acorn in your direction. Turning around you realized around fifteen acorns were hovering near you
You glanced back up at him raising an eyebrow "Really?" You smiled at a thought, the acorns suddenly shooting in his direction.
"Ow shit". Everyone laughed, it wasn't often that Peter got hit by things but occasionally he'd slip up.
You covered a snicker with your hand. "Maybe I am getting the hang of this".
"Peter scoffed but it held no real annoyance. "Maybe try it on someone else next time". Peter shoved you lightly.
"Nah you're way too good of a target". You laughed out.
"I think we should go to the mall, maybe even the movies" Jubilee suggested from her place on the grass.
"Does the professor let us do that?" You questioned.
Jean laughed "Yeah, as long as me or Scott drive. Peter if you would".
Peter was gone for a second then back a small burst of wind following him, keys in hand, and tossed them to Scott. You rolled your eyed but made your way to the garage with everyone else. Scott sat in the driver's seat cranking up the car, Jean reaching over to find a good song on the radio everyone liked which proved to be a difficult task. Around halfway to the mall she found one, Peter singing off note the rest of the drive. None of us could stay mad, occasionally joining in, none of us were any better than him. I began to wonder if I even missed my old home anymore
"And here we are". Peter threw his hand out gesturing to the mall the other slung over your shoulder.
You shrugged his arm off. "Yeah, yeah I've been to a mall before Peter".
"But not this mall". Scott bumped your shoulder with his. "Best mall in the state this is where we gave Kurt the full American experience. Can you believe he didn't know what a mall was before us?"
Kurt appeared beside you in a flurry of blue smoke. "It is true, I never knew such a place existed".
"Best mall in the state". Jubille mentioned making her way to the front entrance.
Ororo leaned down and whispered in your ear. "I've never been to a mall either".
You smiled at her. "Come on first time for everything you'll love it".
The first thing you noticed was people tended to avoid your group, you had almost forgotten some people didn't particularly enjoy mutants. Occasionally one would send a dirty glance, peter yelling "what's your problem" was normally enough to send them off. Jubilee had parted off almost instantly, and Peter not long after something about gaming. Several hours and stores later it was approaching twelve o'clock, and Peter returned asking who wanted to try the arcade. Turns out the only one of us good at arcade games is Peter, poor Kurt never won more than one ticket per machine. Peter was hundreds of tickets in, one machine had run out after he was done with it when he was approached by security. "I'm gonna have to ask yall to leave".
Peter was still blasting away on some asteroids game he didn't even look like he was concentrating that hard. "Sure thing mall cop, if you can give me a reason why". The man said nothing for a moment opening his mouth Peter cut him off. "Nah wait let me guess it cause we're mutants?" Peter's bubble of gum popped loudly. "That it chief?" Clicking the button a final time harder than necessary Peter set a new high score on his 10th machine, and swiveled around in the chair. "Better question is, is it because you personally don't like mutants or because you think my mutant power is being good at arcade machines?" Peter crossed his arm back propped up against the machine still chewing his gum.
"I am not required to explain myself to you, I will not ask again". It was clear he was not used to mutants standing their ground. A small crowd had gathered to watch at this point.
"Still gonna be a negative ghost rider, they don't even trust you with a gun, what are you gonna do wave your baton at me?" Peter sat up directly to pop a bubble in the cop's face.
The officer reached a hand over his walky-talky. "Sir I will can the police". He was grasping at threats at the point.
Peter raised his eyebrow. "you're gonna call the cops? On your walky-talky?" You and Scott let out a quick bark of laughter at that, the cop's eyes glaring into yours at your outburst. "even if you did what would you say? Dispatch I need cops down here stat, we got a kid here whos good at arcade games, or there a mutant minding his own business in the arcade". Peter stretched exaggeratedly. "Past my curfew anyways, you can buy yourself something nice with those tickets, a plastic spider ring or maybe a cheap kazoo if you're lucky". We followed peter after that, the small crowd of people we had gathers either splitting off or trying to grab tickets. Making our way to the exit you spotted something in a display window, as quietly as you could you stepped away from the group to take a better look.
Peter was leaned up against the wall next to the glass, guess you weren't as quiet as you thought. "whatcha looking at?"
You sighed looking through the window. "That one right there, the later one. I always wanted one but my parents never let me have one".
"Well, you know what y/n" There was a glint in Peter's eye. "Your parents aren't here to stop you anymore".
I grinned at that. He's right. "I can do whatever the fuck I want". It was meant to be a whisper but Peter heard anyways.
"Fuck yeah you can, now get in there and buy that jacket". He nodded his head to the door. "Or if you want me to grab it for you".
"No, I got it this is personal, yall can go wait in the car". You turned to walk into the store, on a mission.
The group waited on you in the car, Whistling and whooping as you made your way over them, leather jacket proudly sitting on your shoulders. Several versions of "Fuck you parents" were heard amongst the group, and you laughed a full-body laugh as you got in the car. Several jokes and comments later everyone was able to catch their breath when Scott's phone rang, his grin dropping almost instantly.
"Scott what happened?" Jean reached over resting her arm on his shoulder.
"Professor needs y/n back at the mansion as soon as possible". Scott glanced at you through the mirror.
"Me? I haven't done anything wrong, have I?" I glanced around at everyone, nobody answered. "Shit".
Scott sighed. "He didn't sound mad so I doubt you did, but something is definitely wrong. It's possible he just needs your help".
I sunk down into the car's seat. Shit, I really hope I haven't fucked something up.