Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, Marvel does. I just own the plot line and my OC character.

Chapter 1

Anita walked out into the middle of the empty soccer field with her handheld, handmade sound frequency meter. She made sure she was nowhere near anything that she could break, then whistled as high as she could. Looking down at the meter, it said 35 kHz. Not bad, she thought to herself, that's higher than when I accidentally shattered mom's vase. She tried again: 36.2 kHz. Cool. Again: the small machine short circuited in her hand. Anita yelped and dropped her device. Well I guess I will have to build a new one with a wider range next time. She decided to go on home and walk out in the woods mimicking the birds.

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"I seem to have found a new mutant," the Professor said walking, or rather rolling, down the hallway with Storm. "Her name is Anita Basco; Cerebro picked her up again today. I have been watching her for a few weeks. She is a bit older than usual to have recently developed her powers, but she is using them regularly in a field in a suburb of Boston. She has also used them a few times in her home, enough times to make me think that her parents are not fearful. I think we should go to see her."

"Ok, I will go have Scott prep the Blackbird," Storm replied.

"I think it would be better if we took the train. Her house is not far from the train station and there is no convenient place to put the Blackbird in the middle of Boston."

"Of course, I will get Scott to drive us to the train station then."

"No need, he will meet us in the garage," the Professor said with a smile before continuing down the hallway.

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The Professor and Storm stopped in front of a midsized house with several mismatched plants in the front yard and a large shade tree. The house itself was white with deep green shutters and door and a front mat that read "Come in and Eat".

"Hello. Is this the home of the Bascos?" The Professor asked. The woman nodded and smiled. "My name is Professor Charles Xavier; I am head of a school called Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. Ms. Ororo here and I would like to talk to you and your husband about your daughter possibly attending our school."

"Oh please do come in!" Charlotte said. Charles and Storm entered into a small living room with an odd assortment of furniture that looked like it came from several garage sales, but somehow it all fit together perfectly.

"My husband is not home right now," she continued, "but he should be here soon. You must stay for dinner! Oh here is my daughter Anita," she said as Anita came out of the hallway leading back to the bedrooms. "Anita come meet Professor Xavier and Ms. Ororo. They are offering you a spot at their school. Isn't that exciting?!"

Anita came out into the living room braiding her long dark hair. She had a slim frame and was about medium height, maybe just over 5 feet. Her most startling feature was her golden-brown eyes, like a dark honey, that stood out brilliantly from her medium-brown skin. She smiled at the Professor and Storm, then walked into the kitchen to set more places at the table.

"Oh look Dan is home, my husband (to Professor Xavier)" Charlotte said noticing her husband's car come up the driveway. "Come sit, I have dinner all prepared. But oh I do not believe we have enough, I was not expecting company, but we have plenty of leftovers! Here let me see" she said opening the refrigerator, "Chicken Masala, and some spaghetti, and oh this lovely salad my good friend gave me the recipe for, it is delicious. Here you must try some," she said placing a portion on the plate that Storm had sat in front of. Anita moved one of the chairs to the corner of the room so that the Professor could bring his wheelchair up to the table.

"Thank you, Anita" the Professor said just as the back door opened around the corner to reveal a tall, slender man holding a small computer bag.

"I'm home sweetheart!" he called. "Oh, we have some company! Well that is lovely. I see my wife has persuaded you to stay for dinner. She must feed everyone she meets" he said glancing at his wife humorously. "I am Daniel, but you can just call me Dan."

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After everyone had eaten and Charlotte had finally given up trying to get Storm to eat another helping, the group migrated to the living room.

"Well," began the Professor speaking to Charlotte and Dan, "I am fairly certain that you both know by now that your daughter has very special gifts."

"Oh, yes. Anita has always been a very bright girl; loves school. And when she shattered a vase and Dan's glasses just by whistling, on accident of course, we knew immediately that she was even more special. Neither Dan nor I have any mutants in our families, but I had a very close childhood friend who was a mutant. We adopted Anita from India. Dan and I couldn't have children of our own you see, and I had always wanted to have a little girl from India, my own grandmother was Indian you see . . ."

"Mom!" Anita said quietly but urgently attempting to stop her impending life's story, looking a little embarrassed.

"Oh yes, sorry. Please continue Professor Xavier."

"Well I must say it is refreshing to see parents who accept their mutant children without any qualms. Too many children are running away from their homes because of their parents' fears of mutants.

"We have come here today to offer your daughter a place at our school specifically for mutants in Salem, New York. She will be able to complete her high school curriculum there; I believe you have just over a year left, Anita. Is that right?"

"Yes sir, I will be a senior in the coming fall" Anita replied.

"Yes, in addition to her normal classwork, however, we also offer training for mutants so that they can learn to control their abilities and when to, or not to, use them. It won't cost any more than your tuition now. We have a wide variety of ages; the youngest is in the fifth grade and we have several members of the institute who teach most of the classes. If there is a class that you would like to take that we do not offer, Anita, you can take them from the local high school not far from the institute. You will not stand out much as a mutant. Unfortunately some of our students have trouble leaving the campus for fear of being harassed by those who fear our kind."

"You're a mutant too?" Anita asked.

"Yes, I am a telepath. But hopefully we can discuss me later if you come to our school. If there are any questions you have for me about the institute please contact us. Here is our phone number," the Professor said, handing Dan a small business-like card. "You will probably want time to think this over, and I believe Anita has one more week left of the grading period. That would be a more convenient time to switch schools, and give you time to pack. If Anita decides to attend, Mr. and Mrs. Basco, you can come and visit anytime, and of course Anita can come home for holidays. After Anita finished high school she can go to college or she can decide to stay at the institute. There are many things to do there. For now I think it is time for us to head home. I look forward to hearing from you. And thank you for dinner."

Everyone stood and Dan went to open the door for the Professor and Storm. "You have a good night," he said.

"And you too," the Professor replied before maneuvering down the walkway. Dan closed the door.

"Well that was certainly exciting," Charlotte said, "What do you think of their school dear?"

"It sounds quite interesting," Anita said, "and it would be nice to have someone to help me learn to control my powers instead of trying to do things out in that field. I wonder if they have an advanced physics class. They don't have one at Fenway. I kinda think I want to go. He said you would be able to visit often and I could come home for holidays to see Grandma and Grandpa."

"Whatever you think is best honey," Dan said.

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That week at school Anita said good bye to all her friends and teachers, saying that she is going to a new boarding school that will help her get a jump start on her dream sound engineering job.

Thursday night she began packing up all of her belongings that she wanted to take. All of her clothes went into a box; all of her various books (which was a considerable amount on a variety of subjects: physics, music, the science of music, and a lot of fiction) filled another; several pictures of family and friends, all her toiletries except what she would need in the morning, and any other knick-knacks that she wanted to take with her filled one more smaller box. Her dad helped her carry the three boxes out to the living room, and Anita went to get her precious cello from the office and put it next to all the boxes. Then she remembered her potted plant from her desk and went to grab it and put it on top of the boxes.

After saying one last goodbye to everyone at school on the last day of the quarter, the Bascos loaded up the van they had borrowed from a friend and began the drive to Salem, New York.

Author's Note:

So my story is a mish-mosh of the characters from different portrayals. I will explain them as you meet them.

Professor Xavier: pretty much how he is in X-Men Evolution, a lot like in the comics, but more casual.

Storm: also pretty much how she is in X-Men Evolution