Shado→Peter Maximoff

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"So, I had this idea."

Nyx says, manipulating a cloud of shadows in her hands.

Jean shrugs.

"Why not?'

She says reading Nyx's thoughts.

Nyx laughs.

"Okay."

She takes the shadows in her hands and forms a helmet shape, placing it on her head.

Jean concentrates, and places two fingers on her temple.

Jean frowns.

"All I'm managing to catch is.. Scott?"

Nyx nods.

"You wanna know why I'm thinking that?"

Jean shrugs.

"Because he's walking towards us."

Jean looks up and notices the dark haired boy.

He's wearing a pair of sunglasses with red lenses that somehow (at least Nyx assumed this,) blocked his laser eyes.

"Hey. You can see."

Jean says as he nears them.

"Yeah. It's not as bad as I thought here."

He says looking around at the landscape.

"Nice helmet Magneto."

Scott tells Nyx, who rolls her eyes as she lets the shadows dissipate.

She tried not to let show how personal the joking jab got to her.

"Freak."

A student walking by mutters.

"They're still scared of me."

Scott comments.

"Hey, I have special glasses now!"

He shouts.

Nyx flicks her hand out and creates a panther mirage chasing the students away.

"They're not scared of you, they're scared of me. You're not the only one who can't fully control your powers."

Jean tells him, smirking slightly at the terrified caterwauling of her classmates.

Scott frowns.

"Wait, so... Last night, when the house shook... That was you?"

"Sorry to break it to you, but you are not the biggest freak of this school."

Jean mutters.

"You aren't a freak."

Nyx insists as Scott says,

"Well. That's a first."

Nyx shoots him a glare.

She then yelps as she falls backwards into the tree.

Jean laughs, as Nyx pulls herself back up muttering "stupid shadow teleportation."

"Make that three who can't fully control their powers."

She says tsking at the shaded tree behind her.

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"It's my first time in America."

Kurt informed Jubilee, his thick accent making Nyx smile.

She'd always enjoyed being around people from other countries, it felt like the wonder never left their eyes.

"I am very excited to see your culture."

He adds as Nyx concludes the tour of the mansion.

"Well, you are not going to see it here."

Scott says from the couch in the living room.

He was sitting with his arms stretched across the back comfortably like he owned the place.

"The only thing American about this place is that it used to be British."

He adds making Nyx smirk.

"This is Scott. He is new here too."

Jubilee tells Kurt.

"And I'm already up for a prison break. What do you say we take this blue guy on a little field trip? I'm sure there's a mall around here somewhere."

Nyx crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.

"What's a mall?"

Kurt asks timidly.

"What's a mall? Alright. Now it's a matter of national pride. Civic duty."

Jean mirrors Nyx's annoyed stance.

"Scott."

She starts.

"What? You've been cooped up here for a long time. And the Professor isn't even around."

Scott says, cutting off any reasoning.

"I-I'd like to go to the mall. Try it."

Kurt stutters.

Jean's face turns hopeful as she turns to Nyx.

Nyx frowns, and chews on the inside of her cheek.

"You guys go, I'll cover for you if anyone asks about you. But Jubilee,"

She turns to the girl.

"No fireworks. And Scott,"

She turns to him.

"No wrecking any cars. Or you'll be in deeeep shit."

She tells him.

You sure this is okay?

Jean asks telepathically.

Yeah, don't let Scott do anything to get himself arrested.

Jean smiles and nods.

"Alright. Where does he keep his cars?"