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Miranda was thankful that she had remembered to grab her trench coat. Her outfit full of X�s might have been a bit conspicuous. She walked around the mall, with her hands jammed in her pockets, her right hand never leaving the clip of money. She would feel much better when the money was spent.
She walked into the first shop and all fear of the money being stolen disappeared. Someone would actually have to stop her from spending first. She left that store feeling as if she had gotten some good clothes for a bargain price. She smiled like a little kid and realized how much fun it was to act like a normal girl, just shopping her day away.
Three hours later, she was feeling very proud of herself. She had gotten herself five new pairs of pants (two black, two dark denim and one pair of khaki), ten new tops (all at bargain price or so she thought), two skirts (she never knew, she might need them someday) a dress, and three new pairs of shoes (all marked down). That was just the beginning, she had also gotten four new pairs of underwear, four new bras, some perfume (how long had it been since she had gotten some) eyeliner, eye shadow, lip gloss, a toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant and some socks. After all this, she still had 120 dollars. Damn she was good, or at least she thought so.
As she was walking around, bags weighing her down, she wondered on what she could spend her money on. Her green eyes fell onto a hair salon. She looked down at the tips of her hair. Why not? She had enough money and her hair was in desperate shape. She shrugged her shoulders and strolled in.
After the people their made a fuss over her damaged hair, she got a conditioning treatment (nothing like having hot goo all over one�s head), her hair was cut (it was now cut in choppy layers because they told her that it would help with all the dead ends she had) and she decided that she wanted black and red highlights. She also bought a hair dryer, a brush, a curler and some shampoo and conditioner.
�Come back anytime doll,� her stylist said with a sugary smile, �I look forward to seeing you in the future!� She was handed a card and as Miranda left, she smiled cynically. They would have never even looked at her if she hadn�t had any money. But the creed had always been greed and Miranda had known that for almost all her life.
The last thing she did before leaving was go into an accessory shop (she still had twenty dollars left) and bought herself some silver hoops and long dangling silver tear drops for her ears (which she got pierced by a man in an alley way two years earlier), she got two rings, and a necklace that brandished three stars.
As she walked towards the door, she realized that she was going to play �meet and greet� when she got back to the Institute. �Might as well make an impression,� she thought as she veered off into a restroom area.
She closed herself into a stall and began to change. She took off all her clothes and decided that she would go for all new things. Lacy bikini cut panties with a matching lacy bra. It didn�t matter that no one would see them, she still wore them. She then slipped on a plain green t-shirt with the slogan, �This t-shirt isn�t fashionable� across the front and a slipped on a pair of her low rise black carpenter�s on. She then slipped on her new pair of chunky black boots on and stuffed her old clothes into one of her bags.
She strolled out of the stall and pulled out her eyeliner and eye shadow. She had decided to stick with neutral browns and black eyeliner. She figured it was a sure thing. She applied the eyeliner with some difficulty (the lower lids gave her trouble) and then applied her eyeshadow. With that done, she applied some lip gloss and slipped on her rings.
She spritzed with some of her new perfume and decided to put in her silver hoops. She smiled at her image in the mirror. She no longer looked like the street rat that she had been for the last six years. She looked like a human again. She could feel the corners of her eyes prickling with tears, but she blinked them away, refusing to cry over something like that.
She ran a hand through her now shoulder length hair and marveled at the subtle highlights of red and black in her light brown hair. It had been almost to her elbows before, but the split ends were massive and now with the new length it looked healthier and cleaner.
She laughed as she put all her new belonging back into her bags and put her faithful hooded slate trench coat and strolled out to catch a cab. She stood out on the curb, her bags almost pulling her down. She set some down and hailed a cab. One pulled over and she stuffed her bags into the backseat. She was slightly annoyed that her driver didn�t offer help.
�Xavier Institute,� Miranda said shortly.
The man nodded and drove away. The drive was relatively short and if Miranda hadn�t had so many bags, she would have walked. The man obviously knew where he was going, which Miranda was thankful for because she wasn�t sure she could get them there without getting lost.
As they approached the mansion, the gates opened before they stopped. Miranda said quietly, �They�ve been expecting me.� Her driver still didn�t say a word to her as he pulled up to the front stairs. Miranda rolled her eyes as she saw Mr. Logan approaching the cab. Why was it always him? She would have much preferred Professor Xavier or Miss Munroe.
Logan went to the driver�s side and thrust into the man�s face a twenty. Miranda knew this was too much fare money, but decided to keep her mouth shut. If Logan wanted to spend his money like that, let him. She opened her door and grabbed her bags. If she was thinking that Logan was going to help her with her stuff, she was dead wrong. As the cab left, she picked up her bags and turned to see that Logan was smirking at her from where he stood.
�Buy out the whole mall, kid? We thought we were gonna have to send out a search party for you.� He stated as he walked up to the mansion.
�Eat me, asshole,� she muttered. She was rewarded with a warning glare as they walked into the mansion.
Miranda couldn�t stand it any longer, �How the hell did you hear me. I barely whispered that.�
Logan didn�t look at her as he replied, �Another one of my gifts. Heightened senses. God, did you marinate in that perfume?�
Miranda looked at him indignantly, �Oh my�.� she trailed off, growling under her breath. If she thought she could win, she would deck him. She bit her tongue on further conversation. She still noticed that there were no kids running about. She was impressed that Xavier had so much control over the kids here. She wondered what they would think of her. She broke away from Logan and went to her room.
�Welcome back Miranda,� Charles voice boomed in her head as she made it to her room. She dropped the bags in response. She looked wildly around the room. That was not normal.
�Do not be alarmed. This is how I summon all the students here. I was wondering if you would come down to the Rec Room. The students are waiting to meet you.�
�Yeah,� Miranda thought awkwardly, �I�ll be right down.� The professor�s voice receded from her head and she sighed. �I�m definitely not in Kansas anymore.� She ran a hand once more through her hair and exited her room, doing her best to make it to the rec room.
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Logan had been surprised when Miranda had stepped out of the cab. She wasn�t the same girl that had left there earlier. She was actually human now. Earlier, she had looked like a ratty little beggar that littered the streets of New York, now she different.
First off, she looked more like a teenager. She had on makeup and earrings. She was wearing something that Logan thought Jean might wear. Her hair was done in a similar way as to what Rogue would do and her jewelry looked like Kitty�s and Amara�s. She looked pretty and inviting.
But that wasn�t something that--as a teacher and potential guardian-- was supposed to think about possible students. Not to mention that she was considerably younger than him. Logan growled inwardly, what the hell was he thinking? He would treat her like he treated the rest of the students; he would be rude and cold. But that was hard to do because he found out that she liked to shoot her mouth off. And it was too much fun to verbally spar with her. She was a lot like Kurt in that way, he could banter back and forth with the elf.
�She�s coming?� Bobby asked expectantly, drawing Logan�s attention back to the mess of excited kids gathered in the rec room. None of them had really seen Miranda except for the older students, but even they hadn�t got a good look at her. She was too mangled to be inspected.
�That�s what the prof said Icecube,� Logan replied.
�I wonder what she�s like,� Kurt began, his accent coming through slightly, �We need a pretty new face around her. I don�t know about you guys, but it�s terribly bland looking at the same girls day after day..� He said with a mischievous smile. A glint of his fangs could be seen as he looked daringly at the six girls that were clustered together on the couch.
Rogue let her mouth drop open slightly as she spat out, �You jerk!� With that, she launched a pillow at him. Kurt simply bamfed out of range and laughed at her.
�Really, Rogue, you can�t honestly think that you can hit me.�
�I bet we all could if we tried,� Jean answered as she sent a pillow in his direction. The rest of the girls followed in suite as Kurt tried to evade them. By the end, he was rolling on the ground laughing at them.
Rahne growled as she turned into the wolf and pounced on him. Kurt struggled with her for a moment until Ray came to his rescue, laughing as he did. The three of them were wrestling around on the floor when Xavier felt Miranda�s presence in the hall.
�She�s coming,� he said softly. Logan heard it and called out to the three.
�Knock it off you three. Miranda�s coming.�
The entire room starts to buzz excitedly. It sounded like a bunch of insects in the room. Logan felt his patience run thin, �The next person I hear, gets an extra hour in the danger room with me. Trust me, you won�t like it�
The kids must have believed him because they quieted quickly. Logan nodded gruffly at them and then sat down next to Hank. Hank gave him a bemused look which Logan chose to ignore.
Ororo and Charles were closest to the doors and smiled warmly at Miranda as she poked her head through the doors. She nodded to them and shuffled in. Her hands were stuffed deeply into her trench coat pockets and she stopped short of Logan and Hank. She looked over the kids in the room and studied each one as she went. Xavier came forward and Storm joined Logan and Hank.
�Please, take a seat,� Charles offered her.
Miranda scanned the students once again and shook her head, �No thanks, I�ll stand for now.� She had become increasingly anxious as she had approached the rec room and now that she had nineteen pairs of eyes on her, she really just wanted to run away. She messed around with the fabric inside of her pockets.
One student with blue hair smiled jovially at her and opened his arms to her, �Come on, we don�t bite.� He had a slight German accent.
Miranda arched her brows at him and smiled casually, �We�ll see about that.� He made her feel a bit more at ease.
He shrugged his shoulders and laughed.
�Kurt is right Miranda,� Storm interjected, �We are all friends here. These students won�t cause you any harm.�
�Well,� another boy began, his brown hair sticking up oddly, �not intentionally at least.� He smiled charmingly at her.
�That is Bobby Drake,� Xavier began, and the other boy is Kurt Wagner,� the two boys waved again as the prof continued, �All of you, please state your name for Miranda and give her a bit about your gifts.�
�Well, since I�ve already been introduced,� Kurt began, he tapped the watch on his hand and Miranda saw his true blue self, �I am really blue and fuzzy. I can teleport,� he bamfed into the further corner of the room and continued, �anywhere I please.� He bamfed back to his spot and smiled at her again. Miranda took not at the spaded tail the flicked around from behind him. That was cool.
�Yeah, and I can do stuff with ice,� Bobby clasped his hands together and Miranda was surprised that he had taken notice of the stars that hung around her neck because he made a replica of it in his hands. He smiled again, �That�s why they call me Iceman.�
A boy, with red quartz sun glasses on, scoffed, �You wish. I�m Scott Summers and I,� he pulled his sunglasses away slightly, revealing a glowing red brimming behind the shades, �have optic blasts that emit from my eyes.� He gave a short wave.
The red-head next to him smiled warmly and began, �I�m Jean Grey and I have some telekinetic and telepathic powers.� She demonstrated shortly and the introductions went on.
There was so many people to remember. There was Ray who manipulated electricity, Roberto who gained power from the sun, Kitty who could phase through objects, Rahne who could morph into a wolf, Amara who can emit waves of heat, Sam who could use thermo-chemical energy to propel himself with extreme speed, Evan who could project bone spikes (was Storm�s nephew no less), Rogue who absorbed powers and memories by touch, Jamie who could turn himself into multiples and Jubilee who could manipulate light and cause fireworks to appear. Miranda thought her mind might have a severe melt down. But this little introduction she sat through had done its purpose, she felt more comfortable around them. She felt like she belonged. Because they were all like her.
�And of course, you know my gifts,� Xavier said and gestured to Logan, �And I�m sure you know Mr. Logan�s.�
Miranda nodded and looked to Storm, �Just guessing, but would your powers have anything to do with the weather?�
Storm laughed, �That easy to tell?�
Miranda smiled and looked to Hank, �And what about you? Super�� She came to a blank. Hank didn�t take to long to fill her in.
�Intelligence and strength.�
�Okay,� Miranda said with wide eyes. She was utterly perplexed. This was so much for her to handle. She finally took her hands out of her pockets and ran them through her hair. �Wow, I don�t know what to say..�
�What can you do?� Scott asked. The other students nodded in ascension. They had shown her theirs, they wanted to see hers.
Even the instructors seemed a bit interested. The only person that seemed indifferent to the entire thing was Wolverine. And Miranda wasn�t sure if she should be annoyed or thankful.
�You don�t have to if you are not ready,� Xavier began.
Miranda shook her head and replied suddenly, �No. That�s alright. I just have never had such a captive audience before.� This generated some friendly smiles from the people in the room. She swallowed dryly as she took off her trench coat. She didn�t notice the male eyes traveling to her body. Not that she ever noticed when people looked at her, she never really had a lot of time to look at herself vainly.
She cut her eyes over to the professor, �Guess you�ll see the full version of it now.� With that, she flicked her hands open and long retractable claws sprouted from where her fingernails were. She opened her mouth as the feline teeth grew in, long and sharp. Her eyes dilated and the room watched as her green eyes turned into crisp blue feline eyes. Her clothes melded to her body and thick white fur sprung up.
The room watched raptly as her frame jutted forward and a long agitated tail rushed out and swished angrily in the air. Her hands and feet turned into massive paws, her shows having melded to her body. She opened her mouth and let out a long yowl that sounded much like that of a leopard. By the time she was finished, there crouched a large cat in her place. Much larger than a tiger. At her shoulder, she stood at least five feet. She was massive and impressive.
�Whoa,� Kurt murmured as he watched her in awe. The massive white feline paced back and forth, watching them all with an intensity that made them feel like they were on the menu for lunch. Miranda quickly morphed back into herself andckedcked her neck. That was the one side effect, she got cricks in her back and neck.
�Nice,� Kitty offered. She, like the other students, was very impressed.
�Yeah,� Rahne interjected excitedly, �we gotta a lot in common in that way.�
Miranda couldn�t help but smile as excited murmurs filled the room commending her on her powers. No one had ever given her a positive response to them. She felt like for the first time, she could be proud of herself. She even was pleasantly surprised to see a small smile on Logan�s face�but then again, it could be a smirk.
�Very good Miranda,� Charles said as he threaded his fingers together, �Would you like to show us the rest of them?�
�The rest of them?� Rogue asked incredulously, �You got more?� The room was once again ignited with conversation.
Miranda fidgeted with her fingers, �Well, I mean, I guess I could. But I could cause some damage. Just to warn you.�
�Why don�t we take it outside. The last thing we need is another hole in this room or in someone else.� Logan said as he walked to the door leading to the yard out back. Xavier and the two other instructors followed. Soon Miranda and the other students were trouping outside as well.
The sun was almost close to setting as they gathered around the back yard. They were standing far enough from the house so Miranda couldn�t cause too much property damage, she just hoped that she didn�t cause any bodily damage. She wiped her sweating hands on her pants and hoped for the best.
�I can ricochet powers too. This one is sort of new.�
�Come again?� Scott asked, �What exactly does that mean?�
Miranda smiled weakly at him and motioned towards herself, �Shoot an optic blast at me.�
She couldn�t tell what he was thinking because those glasses left him mostly looking apathetic. He continued to stare at her and then looked over to the professor, �Prof?�
Xavier nodded and Scott sighed. He lifted his glasses up and offered, �I hope you know what you�re doing.� A red blast went streaking from Scott to Miranda.
�I hope so too,� Miranda thought a moment before the blast made it to her. She closed her eyes and held her hands up towards it. Instead of feeling pain, all she felt was a slight burning sensation that reverberated through her entire body, like waves crashing against each other. She then held her hands above her and released Scott�s blast into the night sky. She hoped to God that nothing was up there.
She looked over at Scott and her fingers still tingled, �Kind of feels like my hands fell asleep and that I�ve been burned on the inside, but it passes. Other than that, I�m fine.�
�Does that work on everything?� Jean asked curiously.
�Only on certain things. I can�t ricochet things like bullets.�
�How do you know?� a young boy asked, she thought it was Jamie.
Miranda decided to be blunt, �Cause I�ve been shot at. Still fuckin' hurts to think about it.�
Before anyone could interject questions, Storm stated, �Is there any other powers that you have?�
Miranda nodded nervously, �Yeah, but this one is really new. I can�t quite control it, but I can show you. But I don�t want you guys around. If you are, I can�t promise that you won�t get fried.�
With that, Storm and Logan marched the students and themselves into the mansion. She felt odd that they had taken her word so quickly. She also felt really odd standing alone in the back yard while the others gawked at her from inside. Xavier sounded in her mind, �Ready when you are.�
Miranda nodded towards them and gulped. This was going to hurt. Hopefully not too much. She spread her arms out away from her and splayed her fingers on her hands. She pulled back slightly and felt the energy and electricity being drawn to her. She glanced down at her hands and saw that golden streams of channeled electricity were building in her palms. Red channels of what she presumed to be raw energy came to her as well. She began to tremble as she clenched her fists and drew her hands together in front of her. Her breath faltered in her throat as she struggled to bring the power together. It was like opposite polar pulls and they didn�t want to be joined.
Finally after some struggle, she brought her hands together and opened them palm to palm. She pressed them firmly together and felt her body becoming an electrical current. She let out a small wail as she felt it. It was so much�so�much. She couldn�t hold it any longer and released her hands from one another. She dropped to her knees as a ball of electricity and energy expelled itself from her body and shot out anyway it could go. It only took a second for it all to dissipate back into the atmosphere. Miranda felt laid out as she watched the reddish sky as the sun disappeared.
A moment later, rushing footsteps could be heard. And a familiar BAMF! With the smell of sulfur filling the air, she looked up to see the concerned blue face of Kurt Wagner. He offered her a three fingered hand and Miranda took it. She felt the static shock between them, but Kurt ignored it politely.
�Are you alright?� he asked as she steadied herself. Miranda looked over his shoulder to see that Logan, Hank, Scott and the rest of Institute had come running out. Concern etched on each of their faces.
Miranda ran a hand through her hair, which was now standing up on end slightly. She smiled sheepishly and asked, �My hair looks like I stuck my hand in a socket doesn�t it?�
�Yeah, but it doesn�t look too bad on you,� Amara offered. Miranda laughed at that. She looked around the backyard. Nothing seemed to be broken. Thank god for small favors.
She fidgeted again and said, �I can do something else with it too, but I think I over did it. Held the power in too long and drew in too much. Sorry.�
�There i nee need to apologize. As long as your fine and I am sure that we will get to see what else you can do later.� Storm replied sternly and at the same time nurturing.
�Thanks,� Miranda said as she ran her hand over her neck.
�So,� Evan began, �did we pass your test? Are you gonna stay here with us?�
Miranda wasn�t prepared for that question. She looked at all the faces. Most of them were expectant, pleading with her. She didn�t see a harsh face in the bunch. Even Logan�s face remained impassive as she thought about how she was going to reply. Did she really need more time to make up her mind? In the day that she had spent there, they had treated her with more humanity than anyone had in the past six years. She already knew what her answer was going to be.
�Miranda doesn�t have to make up her mind tonight. She can--� Xavier began.
�No,� Miranda interrupted, �I�ve made up my mind. I�m gonna stay.�
The group around her erupted into triumphant yells. She was patted on the back by Kurt and he whispered, �Welcome to the family.�
Miranda laughed at that and looked over to Xavier. He was smiling back at her as well as Storm and Hank. Her eyes fell on Logan and he smiled knowingly as he called out, �Looks like Round One will be starting soon.�
Miranda laughed again as the students filtered back into the rec room. She stood watching them go, trying to absorb what she had just become a part of. Her life would never be the same. She didn�t know how to take it. A weird feeling built up in her as Kurt came running back over to her, �You wanna watch a movie with us?�
�Yeah, sure. What are you watching?�
�It�s a toss up between Super Troopers and The Breakfast Club.�
Miranda furrowed her brows, � Hands down, Super Troopers. Like that other piece of shit stands a chance.�
Kurt smiled widely, revealing his glistening fangs, �I think you and I are going to get along just fine.� With that, the two of them joined the others in the rec room. And Miranda felt like for the first time in a long time that she was home.
Easier said than done.
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