Chapter 1:
Hypocritical vibe.

'Storm, Wolverine, Beast, I don't see the need to come up with different name's for yourself' Madison thought to herself.

She was in a horrible mood after one of the kids played a mean prank on her; in Xavier's school it is a lot more painful when someone has a 'kick me' sign on their back.

"Hey, have you decided on a name?" A young woman asked as she walked beside Madison.

"I already explained that to you, Catherin." Madison rubbed her temples and growled.

"Don't call me that, call me Hot Shot!" She said.

"Okay, Hot Shot, want to explain to me why it even matters?" Madison asked.

"It's just a lot cooler to choose your own name; rather than keeping your old name." Hot Shot said.

"Yeah, sure, that's a totally legit reason." Madison said as she walked up the stairs.

"You're such a party pooper." Hot Shot said angrily.

"Get use to it." Madison turned back as she looked over her shoulder.

Madison got to the top of the stairs and turned down a wide hallway that seemed to go on forever. Her room was number 18, which made her feel slightly lucky for not getting a big number. She pulled her backpack up quickly and opened her room door.

Her room was completely trashed, everything broken, "OH COME ON!" she yelled.

Somebody tapped on the door, "Not in the mood!" she said through the door.

"Madison, it's Hank, let me in." He knocked again.

Madison swung the door open, "I hate to break it to you, but I'm in no mood to discuss politics today."

Hank shrugged, "That's not why I'm here."

"Then what? I want to remind you you're almost twice my age." She said.

"What? No, no nothing like that. There's a new student and I want you to show her around." Hank smiled.

"Hell to the no." Madison shut the door.

"Come on, just this one favor!" Hank said again.

"Henry Hank McCoy, find somebody else young man!" Madison said and snickered.

"Please!" He brushed his blue hair back.

"Why don't you do it? I have to clean my room." Madison swung the door open once more.

Hank leaned to the side and saw her room was a mess, "My God, you do need to clean up. What have you been doing?!"

"It wasn't me." Madison groaned.

"Ah." Hank said quietly.

"Look, I'm not the one you should come to about helping a new kid. She'll just become an outcast by hanging out with me." Madison sighed.

"Why?" Hank asked.

Madison motioned toward the room.

"Please?" Hank said, hopefully.

"No." Madison said seriously.

"Please, Madison it would really help me out." Hank asked again.

"I said no." Madison glared.

Hank sighed, "Okay. Do you recommend anyone?"

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Madison asked.

"Why are you in such a bad mood today?" Hank adjusted his collar.

"I've been kicked by several different people, Cat is becoming completely incompetent, and someone trashed my room. Need anything else?" Madison asked.

Hank shook his head.

"Just go ask Xavier, I don't know anyone who would be willing to." Madison said.

"Alright." Hank said and left.

Madison closed the door. Hank didn't know she was always in a bad mood there. She expected it to be so much different, and people to be nicer. She's seen Hank on the news before; he was kind her idol. He would insist on mutant rights and was completely rational.

Madison had the power to not only read people's minds but control them for a short period of time. She had orange hair that was natural, and freckles that danced across the bridge of her nose and on opposite cheeks of her face. She had green eyes that turned black when she used her power, and was completely functional with her own body as well as control other people's.

She also refused to call Hank by his 'mutant name', Beast. He was one of the few people who didn't mind.

Politics was something she paid close attention too, and was usually eager to discuss them with Hank because he knows a lot; being in the government and all.

Madison cleaned her room and threw away most of her broken belongings. She sat on her bed and groaned as she lay back.

She desperately wanted to take a nap, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Madison sat up quickly when someone knocked on the door.

She swung the door open and without thinking said, "I said no, Hank."

"What?" Iceman asked standing at the door.

Iceman was a teacher at Xavier's school, ever since Rogue lost her powers he was always kind of down. But it didn't show in his class.

"Oh, sorry Iceman." A chill of hypocritical feeling ran up her spine.

"Hey, you missed class today. I brought your homework." He said.

"Oh, gee, thanks." Madison said sarcastically.

"Why weren't you there?" Iceman said as he handed Madison her homework.

"I had to clean my room, sorry. I'll be there tomorrow for sure." Madison promised.

"I find it hard to believe you let your room get so messy you need to take the day off." Iceman said.

"I didn't." Madison said under her breath.

"Pardon?" Iceman asked.

"Oh, it's nothing." Madison looked over her homework.

"Okay. I'll be looking forward to your arrival at class." Iceman said as he turned away and headed for another door with more homework.

Madison shut the door and went back to her bed, and she fixed her sheets a bit.
She curled up in her bed and dozed off, waiting for the next day to come in her sleep.