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CHAPTER 15 You were lounging in your room, reading a book, when a loud sharp knock sounded at your door. You jumped and set the book aside, moving to open the door. When you did, you came face to face with the craggy form of Wolverine. He was leaning against the door frame and picking at his nails. “So,” he started, not looking at you, “I hear you want to train.” You felt an uneasy sensation in your gut. “If this is about my asking to use the gym, it’s not a big deal. I was just wondering; I didn’t mean to cause trouble. I’m fine really. I don’t know why I tried to bring it up.” Y

CHAPTER 14 The Brotherhood’s efforts had been fruitless. Lance and Pietro’s trail had gone cold after the police officer had basically reiterated the report they’d already read. She had directed them to the morgue. That led them to an understaffed, over worked cremation center where they were told that they would be called back when their urn was found. Toad had made it into the apartment and had marginally better luck. That was one of the easier tasks as it had already gone back on the market. He had scoured the couple rooms for anything that might have pointed them toward where she was headed, but the landlord said that

CHAPTER 13 Pietro looked around the room. The Brotherhood was lounging around the apartment.  He grimaced at the thought of needing to work with them again. Lance was moodily lounging on the couch. Toad and Blob were rooting through his fridge. “You all know my sister,” “Wanda?” Toad piped up from the pantry. “No, my half-sister, the human.” “What about her?” Lance turned his attention to Pietro. “Well, it seems she’s dead.” Movement stopped in the room. “Oh man,” Toad came out of the kitchen, “I’m sorry.” Pietro rolled his eyes. “I d

CHAPTER 12 The rec room lights were focused on the poker table, leaving the rest of the room in dim shadows. Gambit shuffled a deck of cards as Warren, Rogue, Piotr, and Logan anteed up. Cards were quickly dealt around the table and the first round of betting began. There was a round of calls until Rogue put down a few chips. Remy raised to an ambitious five chips and the pot began to fill. The flop went down and the betting began again. Warren aggressively rose the bet to ten chips. Piotr dropped out. Logan raised another five on the ten and Rogue dropped. The turn arrived. The four community cards on deck had potential but nothing remarkab

CHAPTER 11 Dinner was upbeat with Warren as the center of attention. He’d tell jokes and stories to the kids and he had valuable details about the politics in the city. Warren had been approached multiple times by Senator Kelly to back his campaign for the Mutant Registration Act, and each time he came around it seemed like Kelly had more allies. It was something to worry about but Warren was sure that he and his influential friends could at least slow things down. “Charles, if you had to come out as a force for mutants, using the school as an example, you could be very influential. You aren’t as public as you could be, bu

Over the next two weeks, you really began to settle into the Institute. Your schedule began to fall in line and you’d even found time to relax a bit between meals. You became close with Rogue, Remy, and Kurt. Kitty even became something of a little sister to you. Remy would often flirt with you, much to Rogue’s ire. You couldn’t figure out at first if he was actually serious with some of his antics, but then you realized Remy would flirt with just about anything that could move, and you learned to laugh it off when his innuendo got a little too upfront. He could still make you blush though, which bothered you… a lot. B

Pietro ran. He did that when he was stressed. He had circled the city three times by the time he had made any kind of plan. Although, the plan was mostly groveling and excuses. Magneto didn’t have to know that he’d cut a deal with sister dear and that she’d gotten dead when he wasn’t looking. Even he couldn’t have imagined something like this would’ve happened, let alone prevented it. People rode in taxis all the time, you couldn’t predict that one would end in death and the others wouldn’t. Feeling slightly better Pietro ran home. He zipped to the still-steaming coffee pot and nearly dropped it

CHAPTER 8 You woke up the next morning with the strange knowledge that you were dead. Anyone from your old life who would bother to look you up would find an obituary. All you had was this house. You moved through your morning duties like a ghost, and in a way, you were. The X-men seemed to sense your state and give you room. You couldn’t quite focus on conversation and you barely ate anything. The toast was a little burned and the eggs were slightly runny that morning, but no one decided to comment. After everyone had eaten you went around and collected dirty dishes. A few people offered to help you clean up but you rejected them. As

CHAPTER 7 You woke up groggy the next morning. It was six o’clock and as much as you wanted to simply roll over and snooze, you had to get breakfast going. You blearily got out of bed and washed up in your bathroom, not bothering to change out of your two day old clothes just yet. You stumbled your way to the kitchen and began chopping up fruit. You turned the griddle on and buttered it down, throwing a loaf and a half of bread down to begin toasting. You brought out jugs of milk and orange juice, and you started the coffee pots perking. You got the fruit salad into a bowl and set it out on the table along with the drinks, and trays of

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