Jean tells him, turning to leave.
He's not staying is he?
Asks a voice in Nyx's head.
No clue.
She replies.
"Hey, wait. I didn't tell you my name."
Scott replies frowning.
"No, you didn't."
She says donning a small smile, before leaving.
"Alex Summers?"
Asks a familiar voice.
"Hank McCoy!"
Alex exclaims giving the professor a handshake.
"Whoa. What happen to the big blue... furry you?"
Alex asks.
"I, keep it under control now."
Hank replies, making Nyx press her lips into an unhappy line.
She found the fuzzball side of him to be adorable, no matter how much it terrified humans.
"This is my brother, Scott."
Alex introduces, making Scott jump a bit when he clapped him on the back.
"Hey, Scott. I'm Hank McCoy."
Hank says, making the exact same goofy mistake Nyx had made two minutes ago by holding out his hand.
"I'm one of the teachers here."
He adds awkwardly.
"I'll see you guys when you're done talking to the Professor."
Nyx says before turning to go looking for Jean.
She Jean outside, lining up an archery target.
The breeze whipped at Nyx's hair, making it attach itself to her lipgloss.
The sound of "ppfft!" Announces her presence and Jean turns and chuckles.
Nyx glares with humour as she pulls her locks away.
"Don't laugh it's not funny."
Nyx huffs, tying her hair into a messy bun.
"Mind if I take a shot?"
Nyx asks.
"Sure."
Jean says with a shrug.
Rather than borrowing Jean's bow, she did something different.
Her hand stretched toward the nearby tree.
The shadows under it swirled, like someone had stuck a spoon in them and stirred.
Then suddenly liquidly snapped into Nyx's hand, forming a recurved bow.
"Awesome."
Nyx murmurs.
"I didn't know you could do that."
Jean says, looking at it.
"Neither did I. I've been practicing using shadows to create things but so far I've only made small things."
Nyx said creating an arrow.
"I haven't shot in months."
Nyx adds, knocking an arrow and drawing back the string.
She let the knock touch the corner of her mouth before releasing smoothly.
The arrow whistled and planted itself at the edge of the 20 mark.
"Nice."
Jean said as Nyx retrieved the arrow.
She shrugs and opens her mouth to say something as a huge laser beam cuts straight through the target and makes a line up the old sycamore.
The two girls heads snap to Scott who is now quickly shoving the bandage back onto his head.
Then they look back to the tree as it groans, and splits down the middle.
"Yowza."
Nyx comments, as she loses her concentration and the bow and arrow melt back into the shadows.
"He's enrolled."
Jean states, removing her fingertips from her temple.
"You find him interesting?"
Nyx questions, with a small smirk.
"You find Alex interesting?"
Jean counters, rolling her eyes.
Nyx snorts.
"Okay, I had a crush on him 4 years ago. Now he's literally like my older brother. Which means.. When you marry Scott we'll be like sisters!"
She says laughingly.
Jean rolls her eyes once more.
"We already are like sisters."
She replies.
"True."
Nyx says using shadows to trip the nearby student who muttered "freak" in Jean's direction.
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At the first tremble in the ground Nyx was awake.
She was a light sleeper, due to her mutation, she didn't hardly need any sleep.
She shot forward, and scanned the room with wild eyes.
Then her vision snapped to Jean.
Who was already crying in her sleep.
"Jean? Jean-"
She moment Nyx's hand touched Jean she crumpled in pain.
A blasting headache, images, horrible images.
People dying, suffering, and worse, they were blaming all of it on god damned mutants.
"Aaah!"
She couldn't help the scream that erupted from her mouth.
It felt like a thousand needles, slowly digging their way out of her skull.
She almost didn't notice the ground rocking as Jean tossed.
"Alex get her out of here!"
She barely heard.
"Aaah!!"
Nyx screamed again.
It felt like she was being burned alive.
Then it felt like she was drowning in blackness.
Ooh... Dun! Dun! Dun! What'll happen next?
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FanfictionNyx is just your average girl. Unless mutated abilities is un-average? Or that she helped save the president at age 13? That's totally normal right? X-men Apocalypse. I own nothing but my own characters. I wrote this fanfic when I was like 15 so it'...
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