Bette: Where are we going?

She thought to herself.

Boy: We have to pick up a few others, I think about four.

Bette turned to the boy and smiled, he returned the friendly gesture in turn.

Bette: Thank you. I am guessing they are my team mates.

Bette stuck her hand out to the young man.

Bette: I’m Thunder.

Boy:  Hi, I’m Chain.

Chain smiled and used his finger to push his sunglasses back up.

Bette smiled softly.

Chain: Who are you related to? You look vaguely familiar.

Bette: Storm. You?

Chain grinned widely.

Chain: My grandpa is Cyclops and my dad is Cable.

Bette smiled and turned to the boy on an angle more.

Bette: Are most of us related to past heroes?

Chain shook his head sadly.

Chain: Too many of our ancestors were killed. Too many lost and had no time to start a family.

Bette shook her head.

Bette: That’s terrible.

The plane was going down slowly and Bette didn’t know where they were. Ten minutes later a figure got up and into the plain. She was a shining metallic color and looked like she was sculpted out of platinum. Bette grinned and waved at the girl.

Bette: Silver Surfer Girl!

She called and Shane turned and noticed that the girl waving must be Bette or someone. She smiled and wondered over and noticed how now one stared at her. She was just another mutant boarding the plane.

Shane: Hey… Bette?

Bette nodded and Shane smiled as she sat beside her.

Bette: Silver Surfer Girl this is Chain, and Chain this is part of my crew, Silver Surfer Girl.

Chain nodded and reached over to shake her hand.

Chain: Who are you related to?

Shane grinned.

Shane: Silver Surfer, he was my uncle.

Chain grinned.

Chain: You have some good genes then Surfer Girl.

Shane: Yes I do.

Bette, Shane and Chain began to converse.

Shane: How did you do that thing this morning?

Bette turned to Shane.

Bette: I was thinking about you guys and I began to hear your thoughts, I communicated with you to reassure you all that this is going to be a good thing for us. As a team and as a family.