Search and Rescue
Downtown Bayville:
It was the only way Henry McCoy could feel free. He was tired of sitting around at the mansion. He had to get out and leap around town just for a little while. He knew the professor wouldn't like him doing it, but Xavier was not at the mansion this week at the mansion this week. He had left to help a young mutant boy who is out of control somewhere in Mexico.
So now was the chance for the Beast, Henry McCoy, to feel free. He was just going to swing around the streets for a while until he gets tired, that's all.
CRASSSHHHHH!!!!
Beast jerked his head to see where such a noise was coming from. He looked down from the building across from the roof he was standing on and noticed that someone had broken into a drug store. He quickly darted to the door and snuck through the open glass the crook had already broken.
"I suggest you turn yourself in, you crook," Beast threatened, "Or you'll have to mess with Beast!"
"Is that so? Oh I'm so scared. Back off old man!" the crook said, when suddenly a blinding flash of light came from his direction.
Beast, nearly blinded fell to the ground and started to sleep. He dreamed of the police coming to the drugstore and arresting him. He tried to run away but he couldn't. Suddenly he jerked awake finding that it was all just a dream.
Whew it was all just a dream, hey wait! I'm in a prison cell. It wasn't a dream, I've been arrested!
The Xavier Institute:
"Awwww," Kurt Wagner moaned, "I don't want to go to training today."
"It's not that bad, Kurt," Scott said, "At least we get Mr. McCoy today, he pushes us half as much as Logan."
"Yes!" Kurt yelped.
Logan peeked his head out of the doorway in the kitchen.
"Sorry bub, your stuck with me. Nobody can find that big ape anywhere." Logan said.
"Awwwww." Kurt moaned once more.
"Huh, I wonder where he is?" Scott asked.
Bayville Jail:
"I didn't do it. I saw someone-" Beast was interrupted by the police detective sitting infront of him in the interrogation room.
"What is your name sir? Your real name." The detective asked.
"Henry McCoy."
"Oh god! You're the one who went wild a couple months ago, wrecking the city. Your a fugitive."
"I'm a normal person, my mutant ability is-"
"You're a mutant?"
"Yes, but-"
"No more questions. You're being charged of theft and running from the police.."
"I haven't finished. I couldn't control myself back then. I-"
"Exactly, how can we trust a... a Beast." The detective said as he walked out of the interrogation room.
Beast hung his head as he realized he would be stuck there for awhile.
To be continued...