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A streak of red hair raced through the streets, a blur to the human eye. He sighed, even with his speed, somehow he just knew he'd be the last one to Headquarters. Resigned green eyes lit with a new determination, maybe if he went just a little faster, he'd at least beat someone back to base. Reaching the secret entrance, he slammed the door closed before being enveloped in a golden light. Stepping out of the light he heard an electronic voice announce his arrival. 'B03 - Kid Flash.' The red-head bounded into the training room only to find that he was indeed the last one there, again.

"Typical," the blonde leaning against the wall snarked, "Wally West, always the last to arrive." Wally snorted, striding over to stand next to a small raven-haired boy, at least he could count on his best friend not to make fun of him. "Leave him alone Artemis," the smaller boy told her, "You know he couldn't help landing himself in detention." Or not, Wally glared at his best friend, he seriously could not catch a break around here. Between Robin's little digs and Artemis's constant snips and jibes, he was surprised he hadn't developed a complex. Pouting, he glanced over to a green-skinned red-head, at least M'gann would bake for him, when she wasn't fawning over Conner. The dark-haired Superboy stood silently away from most of the group, preferring his solitude over joining in with their bickering, beside him the bark-skinned blonde Kaldur, his quiet confidence a soothing presence on the clone.

The six teenagers jumped to attention as Batman strode into the room flanked by Red Tornado, Black Canary and two men they'd never seen before. "Good afternoon," Batman greeted, "There is a reason to my asking you all to be here this afternoon, but first I'd like you to meet Professor Charles Xavier and Logan." The surly man with the leather jacket and sideburns merely crossed his arms and glared as the man in the wheelchair rolled forward to greet the young team. Robin's face lit up as his fingers flew to his wrist computer, bringing up the details he was searching for. "Woah!" the raven boy exclaimed, "You're THE Professor Xavier, headmaster of Xavier's school for Gifted Youngsters and the leading scientist in genetic mutation?"

Professor Xavier chuckled, the sound reverberating warmly from his chest. "I take it you've heard of me young Robin," Charles acknowledged him with a gentle smile, one that set the entire team at ease. Looking to Batman, the bald professor continued, "I'm here to introduce you to your new team-mate." The wheelchair-bound Professor waited, letting the young heroes get their outrage off their chest before continuing, "I assure you, she is quite a gifted young lady and my best student. She'd be an asset to any team."

Robin stepped forward, having a little more intel than the others, due to his work with Batman. "If you don't mind my asking, why this team?" Robin's voice was carefully polite as he spoke, ignoring Artemis's comments about not needing more members, "You have your own teams, wouldn't this girl be better suited to them?" Wally's fist popped the top of Robin's head, the speedster muttering about there always being room on their team for more girls. Charles merely smiled enigmatically, as if he already knew the question was coming, putting a hand up to silence any more comments. "A good question," the Professor aquiesced, "I do indeed have my own teams, but as they already possess a wide spread of abilities there is no place for her and both Batman and myself feel that it would be a shame to waste her talents." The professor paused for a moment, as if contemplating something before turning his gaze back to the team, "She's just arrived."

A tall, dark-skinned woman with hair like spun silver strode into the room, confidence and grace wrapped around her like a cloak , behind her was a short brunette girl nervously taking in everything around her. "Professor Munroe, where are we?" the girl's soft voice asked before bright blue eyes fell to Charles, "Professor!" The brunette raced towards Charles, her ankle boots barely making a noise as she crossed the floor to hug her mentor. Charles laughed, his arms wrapping around the girl like a father would greet his daughter. "Oh my little Kitten," he greeted as she stood back up, her nervousness returning as she realized where she was once, more. Her fingers quickly moved to smooth down her white private school jacket and short, white pleated skirt. Black detailing on the jacket drew their gaze to her slender form while highlighting the gold school crest over her left breast. A black, long-sleeved shirt poked out of from the jacket's sleeves, a red tie bringing attention to the high-collared blouse and her long neck. Black thigh-high stockings encompassed slender legs that fidgeted slightly while trying not to show she was worried. "Still no room on our team?" Wally leaned over an murmured in Robin's ear, a wide smile plastered on his face. The young teen broke his gaze to smirk at Wally, "Definitely room."

"This is Kitty Pryde," Charles told the Young Justice team, before turning back to the girl, "Kitty, this is your new team." Crystal blue eyes flicked between the group of teenagers to the Professor and back, the red and gold ribbons holding her long, dark curls back bouncing merrily with every shift of her head. His words finally sunk in as a bright smile crept on to her face. "I- I get a team?" Kitty stammered out, still not daring to believe his words, "I won't let you down, I promise!" Kitty had been wanting to join a team since she'd first set foot on the manicured lawns of Xavier's School, and she was going to do everything in her power to stay on this team. "I know you won't," Charles told her, his confidence in her making her feel bolder by the minute, "I've transferred your transcripts to Keystone Academy and I will send you the school work for your College Credits. I know you don't like it, but we need the paperwork if you want that Scholarship to MIT." Kitty nodded dutifully, it was no secret she despised having to take the time to log the paperwork required to back up her skills, but if she wanted to finish school early and score a scholarship, she needed to make sure every i and t was dotted and crossed. "Think they'll let me do a Double Major in Engineering and Dance?" Kitty asked, hands clasping in front of her as her voice quivered with both hope and trepidation. She loved to dance as much as she loved working with computers and hated to think what would happen if she had to choose one over the other. "They'd be fools not to," Charles assured her before giving her one last embrace, "Be good, and listen to your team mates."

Professor Xavier rolled his wheelchair away so Storm could step forward. "What if I fail?" Kitty asked, suddenly anxious now that Charles was no longer calming her mind. The silver-haired woman smiled, placing a reassuring hand on the young girl's shoulder. "You won't," Professor Munroe's husky voice told her, "You deserve this chance, so prove it to your team and then prove it to yourself. Achieve that, and you will have surpassed anything we could wish of you." The older woman smiled down at her before moving away, "The Quin-jet is yours to use." Logan waited until Storm and Charles had left the room before pushing off from the wall. Kitty smiled a farewell to the gruff man before turning to greet her new team when Logan spoke. "Hey kid," His gravelly voice made her spin to face him, "Anyone gives you any trouble, pop 'em in the kisser." Kitty laughed, her voice like a tinkling bell, knowing that was as close to a goodbye as she'd get from Logan. The loner didn't like to let people get too close and if they did, he'd never show it but his words meant the world to her because it showed he cared. Logan paused by a small stack of boxes they hadn't noticed previously and lifted a cloth to show a long, thin box, "And don't tell the Professor." Kitty's eyes lit up, knowing what Logan must had slipped in to her luggage as the man stalked off after Charles and Storm. The small brunette took a moment to collect herself before turning to the group, putting on the biggest smile she could muster, "Hi, I'm Kitty!"

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