I cried when I wrote the end of this. I'm not exactly sure why. It's not the real end, not yet. But it kind of feels that way. This is the point where it stops being so much based on the comics and starts to transition over to the films. And that's kind of weird.
Did I think that Kitty would be this popular when I first started writing her two years ago (yes, it's been that long)? No, I had no idea. It still amazes me sometimes when I log on and check my stats and realize that the entire series as a whole has gotten over 1K hits.
So thank you, to whoever is reading this, for sticking with me. Thank you for supporting me, because without people like you I wouldn't still be writing and this series would be shelved in some dark corner of my mind.
I want to dedicate this chapter to my friend Dakota. We haven't known each other for very long, but no matter what he always finds a way to tell me that I am beautiful and awesome even when I feel anything but.
Isn't it amazing how life is one thing, and then in an instant, it becomes something else?*
Because here I am, a year later. And so much has changed since that day.
We won the battle, naturally. Even with Xavier and Jean down for the count, once I freed the rest of our people, Hellfire didn't stand a chance. They left the mansion with their tails between their legs. I didn't go with them.
To my eternal surprise, my petition went through to the judge, who granted it after several court hearings. Carmen and Theresa didn't contest it, which must have helped the process. Carmen still calls me every week to check on how I'm doing, and now that he lives in Virginia I visit him sometimes whenever their is a holiday. Theresa hasn't spoken to me since our last court date, however. And honestly, I don't think she ever will.
It hurts. I know that it's my fault, but it still hurts me to know that I have finally done something that she won't be able to forgive me for.
There are days when I wonder what would have happened if I had never filed those documents. But I don't dwell on those thoughts for long.
I have things to distract me.
Kurt, for one.
We still haven't told anyone about our relationship. I'm surprised that no one has guessed yet, however, since we are either always touching or he is making faces when other men touch me. We're so close, that to not be touching when we are in a room together feels strange. When I am not with Piotr, I am with my brother.
With a year come and gone, I am sixteen now, and he is twenty-one. Many people have given us odd looks and said things to us when we are together, but we don't care. It's not like we are doing anything wrong. We're not having sex, hell, we're hardly ever alone together anymore. And we've never talked about our relationship. It's not a defined, I'm your girl, you're my guy, kind of thing. We're faithful to each other, sure, but beyond that we don't need clarification of what we are.
And when I say that we are rarely alone together, I mean it. In the past year, Xavier has been recruiting people from around the globe to come and attend his 'school for the gifted'. Hardly any of the parents know what we really are, and the majority of them, like Carmen and Theresa, have no idea that any of us are mutants. It will be that way for a while, until people become more accepting of us.
The mansion is as crowded and noisy as Hellfire now, but it's a good kind of crowded. And it's nice not to be the youngest official student anymore, although Illyana remains the youngest person at the mansion.
With all of the new students, the Professor had to hire new teachers, friends of his from 'The Old Days'.
Alex Summers, Scott's brother.
His old flame Moria McTaggert comes in sometimes to assist with the science classes or help Hank in the medbay (he's a doctor), but for the most part she stays in her home on Muir Island.
Sometimes some of the Avengers come in to teach the students, although it's not often.
We're an actual school now, with classes and schedules and chores. Since I've already graduated, I help with the classes instead of studying for them. It feels a little weird to be teaching people older than I am, but they listen to me, so I guess it's okay.
Everything was perfect.
Which is why when Scott and some of the others got called out on a retrieval mission, my senses started tingling, and I almost felt kind of relieved. I was aching for some action, some adventure, some anything to break the mundane cycle that we were currently living in.
And that something was the girl, who was either my age or a little bit older who was currently clinging to Jean like she was a life line. There was another unfirmilar mutant with her, but she was the key to whatever was coming next.
I walked over to stand in front of her and stuck my hand out in greeting. She immediately shied away, as if she were afraid of me.
I spoke to her gently, "I'm Kitty. What's your name?"
There was a brief silence while we all stood in the corridor waiting for her to speak. I could tell from the way that she was shuffling her feet that she was looking at her companion, as if asking for permission. Apparently whatever silent signal he gave her told her that telling me her name would be alright.
"It's nice to meet you." I replied.