Hey guys, been a long time since I've done anything on here. With the new X-Men movies, my obsession has resurfaced and culminated into this. Hopefully I can actually finish this. I don't own anything except for Amaya. Hope you enjoy and don't forget to review!

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Charles leaned back with a good book right before bed, something he did often. Other times he relaxed with Raven and had a game of chess with her. He won every time, but she was learning quickly and often accused him of using his abilities, making him chuckle. This time she was already asleep and he sought not to disturb her. At least, he thought she was sleeping. He jumped, hearing a resounding thump followed by a cry of his name.

Charles quickly ran out of his room and went downstairs only to find Raven standing in front of him with an unconscious girl beside her by the door. "Raven, I thought you were asleep."

"I had an uneasy feeling and found her... She was in the forest and she's hurt badly," she spoke. "Help me help her."

He sighed and went down the stairs. He helped Raven carry her over to one of the rooms and began to clean the girl up as Raven dashed to get spare clothes for her. She was covered in dirt and blood, several layers of mud covering her skin and even more covering her injuries. Her hair was a mangled mess, tangled with leaves. Who knew what difficulties she had to face before Raven had found her, and who knew what more she would have had to if she wasn't found.

Raven returned with sleeping clothes and set them aside to help Charles clean her up. She carefully avoided the extensive injuries that she saw and kept a light touch as to not hurt her, knowing that she had bruises and other injuries they couldn't see. She grew sad seeing a girl like this, someone who was her age or even younger. She would have ended up like that if Charles hadn't taken her in.

Before they could continue, her eyes snapped open and both Charles and Raven were sent flying back against the wall. They groaned at the sudden impact and glanced down at what was pressing them against the wall. It was a strange pressure, seemingly there but it wasn't solid. They could feel it against their skin yet they weren't able to actually touch it. Charles eyed the wisps of shadows holding him and Raven to the wall before looking over to the girl in front of them.

She was sitting up, her purple and red eyes looked between them in a dark glare. What surprised him were the fact that her eyes were black, not white. Behind her anger was fear and caution. Her hand was stretched towards them and shaking as she controlled the shadows, the ones around her moving restlessly.

Charles reached into her mind to attempt to calm her down. He had made it in up until she turned to him and narrowed her eyes, tightening the shadow's grip on his throat. "We won't hurt you," he spoke, trying to even his voice despite the lack of air.

Her glare only hardened and she frowned.

"I promise," he continued. "My name is Charles Xavier, this is my sister Raven. She found you and we were fixing your wounds."

The girl glanced down at herself and when she saw that he was telling the truth, released them. She looked at them warily and kept her defenses up though.

Charles let out a sigh of relief and rubbed at his throat before looking to Raven to make sure she was alright. Raven nodded to him before looking to the girl once again but this time her eyes were normal purple, the black scleras switching to white.

"We're like you, don't worry," she said, changing into her natural form rather than maintaining a human one to prove her point.

The girl merely stared. They couldn't tell if she was surprised or not.

"What's your name?"

She hesitated to speak at first, but she complied seeing as how they were actually helping her. "Amaya... My name is Amaya..."

She smiled. "Nice to meet you."

"You have an interesting ability, Amaya," Charles said as he walked over. "You are able to control shadows, and I do believe you have mild shapeshifting abilities. You are able to change part of your appearance."

She nodded hesitantly. "You're a telepath..."

"Indeed."

Amaya began to shake her head, eying him. "I don't like telepaths..."

"I promise you, I won't invade you personal thoughts. I never invaded Raven's either. I don't know what other telepaths you have met, but I won't hurt you." He picked up a washcloth. "May we?"

She nodded and sat stiffly as they began to clean her again. If they hurt her in any way by accident she didn't show it but Charles would feel a sudden peak in her mind and apologize. Once they had gotten her clean enough, Raven helped her wash her hair and get changed before meeting them in the room once again.

"Thank you," she said. "If you'll excuse me..." She began to head towards the door, no doubt planning to leave.

"Why don't you stay?" Raven offered before she could even touch the knob.

Amaya froze and turned around questionably.

"I mean, you're hurt. A lot. You could stay and heal up. Maybe you could even just stay with us and not leave. It's just me and Charles in this big house." Raven turned her golden eyes to Charles to back her up.

"She's right. You don't have to leave. You can stay here with us, safe. I promise. You're only ten? Eleven?"

"Twelve," she corrected.

"Twelve, forgive me. You're only a few years younger than us. It would be best if you stay."

"They'll find me. They'll catch me and then they'll catch you too."

"They won't. We'll make sure of it.

"They always do."

"How about this then? Stay the for the night and for breakfast. If you still wish to leave we'll help you. If you wish to stay, we'll help you settle in."

She looked at them intently, contemplating. They had found her and helped her, but that was the same thing that they did, and that ended up horribly. If Charles and Raven were anything like the previous she'd met, they'd drop their facade after a week or so. If they weren't and they found her they'd take them as well. She took a breath and nodded. She'll stay for the night and leave in the morning, she decided.

Charles smiled. "Raven, why don't you take her to one of our spare rooms while I clean up?"

"Come on, Amaya." Raven gave her a tired, but kind grin and grabbed her hand before taking her down the hall.