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Held Down	By : twilight84 Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 1380 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Miranda had enjoyed herself. She had stayed up late with Kurt and the other older X-men (the younger students had to go to bed earlier on Saturdays) watching Super Troopers and 28 Days Later. The latter of which Miranda spent the time pointing out groiscriscrepancies, while the other girls (even Rogue) hid behind pillows or people (for instance, Jean hid behind Scott, but he didn�t really seem to mind). Although, Miranda found herself bracing herself for some of the parts that she couldn�t predict. Which Kurt took full advantage of.
As Miranda braced herself for what was about to come, Kurt jabbed her roughly in the side. Miranda yelped at the sudden touch and glared at Kurt. He pointed at her and laughed, �Not so brave now? Ha! I knew you were scared!�
Miranda rolled her eyes and decided that she would take up a seat between Kitty and Rogue. Even though, Kitty�s speech could be a bit mind numbing, Miranda found herself liking her. She felt something different with Rogue, like a quiet agreement that they liked one another.
After the movie was over, Miranda realized something, �Hey, where�s the kitchen? I haven�t eaten in almost two damn days.�
Jean gestured to the hall, �Take a left out the door and it�s the third room on your right.� She then went back to playing with Scott�s hair.
Miranda took her leave and as she got to the kitchen, she realized that it had been a long day. She rummaged through the fridge and decided that she would eat some yogurt and a banana. She finished it off with some orange juice and felt suddenly tired. She rubbed her eyes and moseyed back to the rec room. She waved inside, �I'll cayou you guys tomorrow.�
�Yeah,� Scott called back, �Welcome to the team!�
�Team,� Miranda thought as she made her way to her room. She had never been part of something like this. She hoped things worked out. She didn�t want to have to run again. She was so tired of running. Now, she hoped, she could finally slow down and enjoy life.
Once in her room, she changed into her sweats and quietly went into the bathroom to wash her face. She froze when she realized that Logan�s door to his room was opened slightly. She cursed silently and tip-toed to his door and slowly shut it. She then shuffled over to the sink and washed all the makeup off of her face. She then went back into her room to grab her toothbrush. She hadn�t been able to do this in a long time. She almost giggled at the thought of brushing her teeth. Sure, she had eaten toothpaste before, but this time, she was actually cleaning her teeth.
In her small excitement, she had forgotten about her �bathroom� mate. She flinched violently as she entered the bathroom to find a very agitated Logan standing in the door way to his room. He was shirtless and had on a pair of sweats. �God, Logan. You trying to give me a fuckin' heart attack or is it just you?�
Logan snorted, �That�s Mr. Logan. And try to be a little quieter when brushing your teeth. Sounded like a herd of elephants in here.� Without waiting for a response, he stalked out of the bathroom and slammed his door. Miranda flipped the closed door the bird and brushed her teeth. She tried to be as noisy as she could�.he deserved it. She stomped back into her room and nestled down in her covers.
She wondered if she would wake up and be back on the streets. She almost believed that she would. There was no way that all of this happened in a day. Miranda looked up at the ceiling for a moment and closed her eyes with a sigh. There was only one way to find out if it was a dream. She fell asleep, knowing that when she woke up, she�d get her answers.
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�Get up.� A gruff voice stated. Miranda opened her eyes slowly and almost smiled at the sight of Logan hovering above her, it hadn�t been a dream. But then she realized that Logan was standing in her room�.was there while she was sleeping.
�Are you always this psycho? It's a little fuckin' strange to stand over someone as they sleep.� She snapped as she sat up and wiped the sleep from her eyes.
�Get over it kid,� Logan said as he crossed his arms over his chest, �You need to come down and see the Danger Room. After that, Charles needs to get all your information to enroll you at Bayville High tomorrow. Get dressed and hurry up, I�ll be waiting.� He stalked out of her room.
�So much for taking a shower,� Miranda muttered as she grabbed her backpack and pulled out a hair band. She tied her hair to the back of her head hastily, annoyed at the pieces that fell in her face. She then quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and threw on a ribbed tank top and slipped on her boots. She tied them hastily and stumbled out of her room to find Wolverine leaning up against the opposite wall.
He was wearing that goofy looking outfit again. It was orange and black and she could tell that the mask was hanging around his neck. He gave her the once over and said, �I guess that will do for today. Not like your gonna join us. Come on.�
Miranda furrowed her brows at that and hurried after him. They twisted around the cavernous mansion until finally, Logan led her to the front of an odd looking elevator. He tapped a button and the doors parted, revealing a metallic interior. She followed him in and they started to descend. Miranda looked over his shoulder to see how many levels under they were going. Her eyes widened to see that there were at least six different levels that they were going under.
�Need a fuckin� map around here.� She muttered, forgetting that Logan had heightened senses and heard her easily.
�Watch the mouth, Sailor. And don�t worry, this becomes easy after you have been here for awhile.� The elevator door opened and they walked down a corridor that looked like it came straight out of Star Trek. Wolverine led her down to end where a huge door met them. He punched in a few codes and walked in, �You�ll get your own access codes later this week, once I get them programmed in. You will be expected to train in here with me four times a week and with both Hank and Ororo once a week. We also expect to run training sims by yourself once a week as well.�
�So, six days a week huh?� Miranda asked incredulously as Logan turned towards a staircase and led her up into a control room area. There sat the professor, Storm and Hank.
�Yeah, that�s why you get Saturdays off. Your uniform will be issued at the end of the day. This place is the control room and is where we set up our simulations. I�ll be down there with the team, so you need to watch what a standard training sim looks like.� Logan took his leave and Miranda looked over at Charles questioningly.
Xavier stated, �Don�t worry, your answers will soon be revealed.�
Storm typed in a code and spoke through the microphone down to the team, �Running Sim C-12 Omega.�
Miranda didn�t speak another word as she raptly watched the Danger Room transform into a tundra like landscape and snow blew all around. She felt her mouth drop open slightly as the team burst into action, fighting, using their powers and doing some acrobatic stuff that she would�ve never pinned them down for doing. They worked marvelously as a unit and Miranda was beyond impressed.
She was surprised when the sim stopped running and it had been an hour. She watched, not knowing that the adults in the control room with her were watching her with pleasant delight. She was too busy paying attention to Wolverine barking out criticism.
�Icecube, if you can�t get your act together and stop messing around, I�m gonna put you on house arrest forever. Got it?� He turned to Jubilee.
�Firecracker, you are gonna have to suck it up and actually sweat during these sessions. You are gonna have to break a nail or two.� He then turned to Evan.
�Porcupine, if I here just one more insulting remark out of your mouth to the younger teammates, you�re on kitchen duty for two months. I am in charge here and I don�t need your help. All the rest of you, good job. Could be better, but we�re done here. Hit the showers.� With that, the mass of kids down in the Danger Room collectively groaned and limped out of the room.
Miranda finally turned to Xavier, �Does he ever call anyone by their name?�
�Not usually,� Hank offered, �He�s calling them nicknames of their code names.�
�Code names?� Miranda asked with arched brows.
�We�ll worry about that later.� Xavier said as he headed for the door. �Come, I need to get your information for enrollment tomorrow.�
Miranda grimaced as she followed him out of the control room. Her stomach began to tie itself into knots. She wasn�t looking forward to having this talk with the professor. She didn�t like talking about her past, a lot of it she had forcibly forgotten and she hated delving anywhere close to what she had locked away. She couldn�t remember a lot of the details, but they still haunted her at night. They were like an encasing shadow that refused to diffuse to let her see what the real trouble was. She didn�t want to really know what lied beyond the shadows anyway.
Once inside his office, Miranda sat down in the chair in front of his desk. She fidgeted with her hands and finally noticed that she was being watched with some concern. She smiled weakly at him, �Sorry.�
Xavier nodded his head, �It�s quite alright. But tell me, why are you so scared? Do you not trust us here?�
�No,it's not that,� Miranda replied, shaking her head with fervor, � It�s just that I don�t like talking about my past. It�s not a good thing for anyone involved.�
�My dear child, we won�t be talking about that,� Xavier stated, �I just need your information for classes at Bayville. Now, first, all I need is your last name.�
�Could we make one up?� Miranda asked quickly. She felt herself trembling, she didn�t want to answer the string of questions that were coming.
But questions didn�t come. Xavier studied her for a long moment before nodding his head, �Not a problem, I will get all that taken care of. What about grade level? Where should you be placed?�
Miranda, thankful that he had moved away from the other questions replied softly, �I haven�t been in school since I was 12.� Before the professor could respond, she went on, �I did skip out three grades though and was going to be in ninth grade.� She smiled meekly at him, �What can I say? Just another smart kid. After I stopped attending school, I used to go into every library I could find and I would spend hours reading. I would also run into book stores and read everything about anything. So I really don�t know what grade level I�m at.�
Xavier�s face was well masked as he replied, �That�s fine, we can go in tomorrow and have you test out to what grade you should be in. I don�t believe there is anything else for me to ask of you Miranda. You may go. Thank you for your time.�
Miranda didn�t move. She looked at him and wondered where he had come from. He hadn�t pushed her into telling him anything. He had respected her space and accommodated to her. She wanted to hug him for it. And in that moment, she trusted him. She would follow this man to the ends of the earth if he asked her to. He deserved to know as much as she could give him.
She swallowed hard and stared at a place on his desk, not trusting herself to look at him, �My last name is Daray. Um, I can�t remember much from before I started living on the streets. It�s like it�s wrapped in blackness, shadows really. They scare me when I dream about them. I cannot tell what they are. All I know about my past, or can really remember is that my dad thinks I�m dead. I have to keep running from him. And he can never find me�never�. he�ll�.he�ll ..y thy the end of her speech, she was wringing her hands together and rocking back and forth, shaking. Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Professor Xavier had come to her side and softly stated, �Look at me Miranda.�
Miranda looked up into his calm eyes and stopped shaking almost immediately. He placed two fingers on her forehead and continued, �I can help you if you let me. I�ll sedate the memories until your ready to face them.�
Miranda nodded her head with fervor and replied with a hollow cracking voice, �Make them go away.�
Charles nodded his head and closed his eyes. A weird feeling crept over Miranda and within moments, she wasn�t really sure why she was so upset in the first place. The shadows had gone back into the recesses of her mind, no longer threatening to reveal what laid behind them.
Xavier smiled at her and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, �You may go. Enjoy your day and first thing tomorrow, we�ll get you enrolled at school.�
�Thank you Professor,� Miranda smiled gratefully at him and exited the room.
Once Miranda had left, Charles Xavier was filled with great concern. He had caught a glimpse of what her mind had caged. The shadows of the memories were dangerous. He didn�t know what they were, but he knew that for Miranda�s own good, she needed to face them. But first, he needed to find out who her father was. He summoned Hank, Logan and Ororo. They needed to know about this and he needed them to help him find out who Mr. Daray was.
There was much to be done.
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