Chapter One

Vibrant Wings

I DO NOT OWN XMEN!

"I would like everyone to come to the common room please," the professor announced over the intercom.

"I wonder what's up? We were supposed to have the day off from training today," Rogue said to Kurt.

"I don't know."

When they got to the common room, they saw a woman standing there next to the professor.

"Who's that?" Rogue asked with a slightly rude tone. After Rogue and Kurt sat down on the couch, the rest of the X-Men came in too.

"What is it, Professor?" Scott asked.

"I would like you all to meet someone." He gestured to the young woman standing to his right. "This is Willow, my niece from Salem, Massachusetts. She has, finally, decided to come here to stay and learn."

"Hi," she said shyly, looking at the ground.

Charles noticed her apprehension and chuckled. "You're fine," he said warmly to her.

Willow looked up and quietly said, "Sorry, I am just shy."

"Whatever, it's cool. So, like, what is your power?" Kitty asked.

"Elemental control."

"Cool!"

"You look a little old to be a new mutant," Rogue bluntly said.

"She has had her powers for nine years, Rogue."

"I am twenty-one years old. I was twelve when I discovered that I was a mutant, and I was afraid to leave home." Willow turned to her uncle. "So, now that I have been introduced, where is my room, Uncle Charles?"

"You will be rooming with Jean." He held his hand up to point out the redheaded girl. "Jean, will you take her to your room?"

"Sure thing, Professor."

Willow fallowed Jean up the main stairs and down the hall to their bedroom. "Who's the valley-girl?" Willow asked with a chuckle once they were in the little room.

"Oh, that's Kitty. By the way, what made you decide to come here after nine years?"

"My powers have been getting a bit too strong for me to handle on my own," Willow said plainly. While Willow was unpacking her bags, she took out some pill bottles. Jean saw them and curiously looked from Willow to the bottles. Willow noticed Jean through her peripheral vision. "I'm bipolar. These are mood stabilizers and depression medications mostly." Willow kept looking down at her bags when she spoke.

"Sorry," Jean said guiltily, feeling bad for asking.

"I don't mind."

"Well, I'll let you settle in." With that, Jean left the room, closing the door behind her.

Scott walked up behind Jean. "Hi, Jean." She jumped a little, not expecting Scott. She turned to face him. "Something wrong?" he asked, seeing Jean's slightly worried face.

"I'm fine, Scott. I just wish the professor told me." Her voice trailed off.

"You wish he told you what?" Scott asked with some concern.

"It isn't a big deal, I just didn't expect it."

"What?"

"It isn't my business to say anything."

Willow came out of the room. Having overheard Jean and Scott, she said, "Tell whoever you want, Jean. It doesn't bother me."

"What?!" Scott was getting annoyed.

Willow sighed. "I'm bipolar, and Jean saw all of my meds."

"Is that all?" Scott looked to Jean. "That kind of thing doesn't usually bother you at all."

"It doesn't!" Jean said defensively.

Willow just laughed, walking away.

"Did she say anything or do anything?" Scott asked when Willow was out of earshot.

"No, but I saw her memories when she took her medications out."

"Jean," Scott started, but he was interrupted by Jean.

"I didn't do it on purpose, Scott!"

Scott sighed. "Okay, well what did you see?"

"She used her powers against a girl. I think the girl was her sister. They looked a lot alike."

"Was it bad?"

"Well, I think she broke this girl's wrist."

"You need to talk to the professor," Scott said seriously.