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Claimer: I only own my OC, Skylar, and her powers.

A girl with black hair walked through Professor Xavier's School for 'Gifted' Children carrying a few books in her arms. "Uncle Charles." She said in a soft voice that made it over to the man in the wheelchair. "I haven't seen you in a really long time!"

The professor smiled and nodded in agreement. "It has been a long time indeed, Skylar." He said as he extended his arms toward her for a hug. After she knelt down and hugged him slightly he asked, "What have you been doing that has kept you away for so long?"

In short response she shrugged slightly. They continued down to his office before she decided to answer. "Arts; dance, studying literature, poetry, illustrating. Then I was also skating and teaching dance for a while." Skylar filled him in with a small smile. "Has everything here been going alright?" She questioned as she tilted her head to the side slightly.

Xavier nodded. "Yes, but there have been some exceptions to that every now and again." He informed. "You haven't been having any trouble with anything have you?" The man wondered and took a drink of something he had sitting on his desk. For her answer Skylar gave a curt nod as she batted her feet together. "That's good." He said. "Are you going to be staying here for a while? Staying permanently maybe?" The handicap man asked already making plans for if she was going to stay.

His niece looked up at him and nodded slightly. "More than likely; if that is alright with you... I'd like to stay where I had lived before, if that's alright with you anyway." She told him politely.

Before the professor could answer he was interrupted by someone walking into the room; which made Skylar instinctively disappear instantly. It was a man who seemed like he could be described as burly and had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes as well. "You're not busy are you?" The man asked suspiciously as he looked around the room then back to Professor Xavier for an answer. The older man shook his head in response. "Who was that girl who walked in here with you though?" He wondered. "'Cause I never saw her leave."

A voice from seemingly nowhere to him said, "We're distant relatives, but in the shortened version he is my uncle." The motion of her body reappearing was almost like water drying off of a window, but it happened much faster than that. "Why are you interested in that?" Skylar questioned the taller mutant.

The uncle of Skylar quickly interrupted. "Excuse her, Logan, she's extremely defensive." He said to excuse the girl's behavior. Skylar sighed and nodded a little, pulling her knees up to her chest and holding them there. "Was that all, Logan?" Charles wondered.

The brown haired man shook his head. "Jean has a couple of things she says she needs your help with." He informed making it obvious that he was trying to keep his mind off of something that was contained in the sentence he had just said. Xavier nodded in awknowledgement. Logan grunted uncomfortably and looked down at the ground trying to distract himself somehow.

The woman in the room finally spoke up. "If you have some sort of question then ask it. I don't kill." She informed in her soft, sweet sounding voice. "I can't promise not to hurt you though." She added. "You might want to hurry up." Skylar muttered to him. "I get extremely impatient... And a little violent when that happens..." She mumbled, showing she was not exactly pleased with her own behavior at times.

"A-Are you alright? Do you want me to keep you company?"

"I'll be fine, Jean. Don't worry about me. I'll feel bad." Skylar told her soothingly as she laid down on the table. "All you have to do is find something to do. Besides it doesn't take all that long for my scans... I should know. If something bad comes up, let Xavier know." She informed softly with a warm encouraging smile that was surprisingly barely visable.

Jean nodded and followed through with the normal procedure that used to occure regularly before Skylar had run away from something everyone was afraid of somehow. Finally Jean finally felt comfortable enough with the idea to leave the room to finish some other things. With a sigh, Skylar shut her eyes and tried to relax, it was a lot harder than it had been back then for her.

Finally three hours had passed, and the black haired girl woke up when someone lightly moved her arm from side to side. It was an effective way of waking her up without pissing her off. It was the face of a blue man with black hair and bright eyes. He had black fingernails that were long- to her anyway. It was clearly a male mutant, and he didn't seem to want to hurt or offend her. She let out a groan as she sighed and slowly sat up with the help of her steady arm. "Who are you...?" She wondered softly as she wiped sleep from her eyes and went to find her shirt. "I don't think we've met, have we?" Skylar asked him as she grabbed her shirt and let it glide down easily to cover her figure.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the blue man shake his head. "No we haven't, I'm Nightcrawler, but you may call me Kurt." He informed her as he was still respectively turned away to let her dress. Even though he had seen her without her shirt, they both appearently thought that it was reasonable and curtious.

The woman nodded with a small respectful smile. "Thank you. I'm Skylar. Nice to meet you." She said, giving him the feeling he could turn to face her again. The blue mutant smiled back and nodded in silent agreement. "I don't mean to offend, but why didn't Jean wake me up...?" She wondered softly as she hugged herself uncomfortably. This time he simply shrugged, and Skylar could tell he wasn't lying about his second silent answer. To tell the truth, she knew it made him feel slightly out of place as well.

alright... so this is my first FF for X-men... R&R for virtual circular cookie!!!

no flames... just tell me how to improve...