Rebecca Pryde's Story

Rebecca Pryde opened her eyes to see people around her. Where was she? Who were they? She didn't have the time to wonder. "Hello?" She looked at the other girl and asked "Where are we?". Rebecca looked around her and slowly stood up. She didn't remember coming here, and she certainly knew she didn't sleep walk.

Elaine was glad the fire was gone and taking note of everyone around her she didn't feel threatened, but they made her tense and wary. She worried most about the source of the destruction though; "Is it dangerous?" she asked while backing away so they were between her and the 'thing'.

"Okay. My name is Rebecca Pryde" Rebecca said, looking at them all and then asked "Does anyone know what is going on? I just woke up here"

It was with no small amount of surprise that, whilst twisting to look for the source of the voice the flames behind him started to fade, as if they were burning themselves out, but that had never happened before, a spike of panic flashed through him and his wings tensed behind him in anticipation of a sudden need to fly, should danger arise.

The next big surprise for him was a figure appearing next to him, the ground must be damper than he had thought because he heard neither footsteps nor brushing aside of grass, that or the shock from the fires literally melting away had rendered his ears dulled. As one could expect he did not react by throwing himself into this strangers arms, rather he quickly jumped out and with a downwards flap pushed himself several feet away from the stranger- in fact it was a girl- and stood, slightly crouch in a wary stance, not too unlike a captive eagle.

"Hey, are you okay?"

The words surprised him, the only reason being that, whilst he was only 5 foot 9" and from a distance would easily be mistaken for a Human, this close distance was more than enough to notice his red scaled skin, jet black hair and most eerily his yellow eyes. It took him a moment to respond and when he did it took him even longer to realise to change languages from Lithuanian to English, so what came out was more of a mismatch of the two for a moment. "W.. Who are you? Where did you come from?" His voice was deep and smooth and carried an accent that was not too dissimilar but slightly distinguishable from that of a Russian voice. Whilst he was opening up by talking, he kept the same wary crouch, as if the slightest movement would cause him to soar away.

"I'm Rebecca. Rebecca Pryde. I live in New York. I-I just woke up here. I don't remember anything" She said, looking at him. Her hands hurt, they had burnt marks on them from the fire. When he asked her if she was okay, she raised up her burnt hands.

Ashamed of herself, Elaine followed Katalin with her eyes while muttering "He," as a statement to herself that this was a person and not a 'thing'. She felt dizzy at all the impact and only glanced at Rebecca and Job before focusing on Katalin's actions. She frowned and tilted her head slightly when seeing it's movements while being confronted. "Is that a dragon?" she asked.

Rachelle laughed as she began to float around the people. "Ahhh so i was correct~. It was a mutant. See, nothing to worry about. Fire is your friend~." She said before rubbing her chin. "Man this parties getting more and more people." She looked at Morgan and smiled. "Bunker buddies!" She said before floating around aimlessly. "What are the odds. A bunch of mutants like us meeting in a place like this."

She then paused at her words and smirked. "Go over and ask him. I mean seriously. Im pretty sure he's ya know... Upset that you literally ran away from him. He could have needed your help or something." She said while stretching her hands.

As Rebecca waited for an answer she looked at him more closely. She was used to seeing in the dark. But then she saw it. She gasped in surprise, seeing his red scaly skin. "Did you make the fire?"

Morgan jumped back inside and the portals dissipated. Seeing the massive amount of mutants was a surprise to him, but he'd soon get used to it. He first looked off over to see where Cyrus and James were, sprinting around the halls and warping in a hallway they were in. He noticed that they were using the MRE the wrong way. Morgan grabbed one of the MRE's that were in the bolted box and slip out one of the grayish-green packages, pulling the tab on the side as the packet of Ham and Eggs steadily started to warm up. He said, "Sorry it isn't the best meal." ending his conversation with a sigh. He got himself back up ,warped through the portals again and listened to the conversations back and forth.

He got into the middle of the conversations and signed, "I'm glad to see that everyone's here. I know new faces aren't the best thing to see... especially what we're in right now." He stared at everyone and their appearance, smiling a bit at the team that I had. I then signed next, "I am Morgan. You can call me Flicker. And this... is the Third Generation of 'Xavier's School for Gifted Young People.'" I leaned over to a desk that was near the back of the room and then signed again, "If anyone has any questions, let me know. Find a bed and make yourself comfortable."

"Mor-Flicker, what do you mean by 'Gifted Young People'? I was not told by Miss Abbott (the professor of the orphanage) that I was going to a school. Plus, I don't remember walking here" Rebecca turned to Flicker, confused.

Flicker tilted his head thinking about what to sign at first and then let out the hand movements, "Well, we're all young people here with exceptional skills. That has enough reason to call the school that. Plus, this isn't really a school... more of a refuge. But we teach each other here everyday." Flicker took a break to think in his mind of this Abbot, but came out with the signs, "As for Miss Abbott... I don't know her. You might have come here by chance." Flicker furrowed his brow and scratched his chin, wondering if she could have just been dropped off by someone. I'm sorry about your burnt hands. Katalin, do we have any medicine for burns?"

Rebecca looked around the school, walking around, until she found a picture. Then she gasped in shock.

Rebecca said "No, it can't be". "It can't be" she repeated, picking up the picture. She fumbled in the pocket of her jacket and pulled out a photo of her parents. It was all she had left of them. She looked at both pictures, her eyes widening. They were identical pictures of her parents. Her parents, Bobby and Kitty Pryde. "Why is this here? How did you know about me? About my parents?" she turned to Flicker.

Elaine felt awkward and stepped close to the man doing signs with his hands, who she interpreted as the leader, without crossing his personal space while talking softly "I'm sorry, I didn't get that...I don't understand sign language," She looked at the others as she continued talking while her hands moved awkwardly without any goal or purpose; "Can anyone translate?" She wasn't used to being around other mutants and even though this place felt kinda safe, she wasn't sure if she belonged there.

Rachelle smiled slightly as she began to look around the place. School for the gifted. How fitting. She began to float around the group of people before smiling. "So Morgan, tell me what kind of fun things you have here?" She said before floating on her back. "Oh yeah. And the names Rachelle. Or Galaxy Child. Whichever floats your boat." She said while smiling. "So are we gonna like... Be a super secret society or something?"

Elaine gave the dragon a skeptical glare and shivered in cold so she took off her soaking wet jacket while listening intently to Job. Her keen eyes and distinct brows frowned as she tried to cope with all the new information. At the flying girl she couldn't keep back a smile.

Rachelle smiled as she read what the male was signing. "Ah don't worry. It's not like this is all your responsibility. I mean, if we work together, im sure we can turn this place around in no time~." She said before landing next to Morgan. "Hmm X-Men. Oh yeah~ i remember them. So this is their HQ hm?.... Pretty cool." She said while shrugging. "I guess we could train. Don't want anyone getting lazy!"