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Xavier drove into the University Campus.
"I still don't understand." Kitty commented from the back of the car.
"Yeah, why is this mutant so special?" Bobby added.
"She has the power of precognition." Xavier explained, once more.
"So? Aren't there others?" Bobby asked.
"Not to her level." Xavier reminded.
"Most future-telling mutants are unreliable at best, only seeing random flashes. This girl can use her power at any time and get accurate visions." Ororo turned to face the younger mutants.
Xavier parked the car in a car park and the four mutants got out. Looking at the Hall in front of them, Xavier led his entourage in. Emerging in a deserted courtyard, they made their way into one the blocks.
Soon they were standing outside a door, in a small quiet corridor, the doors all shut and silent. Ororo knocked politely, but loudly; no one answered. So carefully Kitty phased through the door.
"No one's there." She announced as she emerged.
"What now?" Ororo asked.
"I found some information that indicated she spends a lot of time in a friend's room. We can try there." Xavier replied, moving swiftly away.
"How did you find all this info?" Bobby was curious.
"On the internet." Xavier replied shortly, entering another block.
As they moved down the corridor they passed a fairly tall guy, dressed in well worn jeans, which were a light faded blue, and a loose stripped shirt. His hair was fairly short, and brown in colour, matching his brown eyes. His face was oval in shape and expressed happiness, although it was cocked onto one side as he looked at them with curiosity. His movements indicated a calm, but lively presence; a friendly student, and neatly dressed indicative of a tidy mind. He was heading in the opposite direction to them. The door they wanted was propped open by a yellow box containing a variety of cutlery; so they entered, not being able to see anyone, at first glance.
The room consisted of two rooms; the first that they walked through was more of a corridor than anything, the area was more of a storage area than anything, a door was on the left, obviously able to swing around by a hundred and eighty degrees, to block another doorway, which they moved through, not worried about the door concealed. The main room had a window directly opposite the door, under which a bed was positioned. The end of the bed was mere inches from the a desk, held up at the end by a chest of drawers, ran along the left wall, for most of its length, the rest of the wall was taken up by the wardrobe. Two chairs were in the right hand corner nearest the door, and there were two shelves over the desk.
That was the basic layout of the room, but the owner had put their own touches on the room. There was a flat computer screen, television, and printer laid out on the desk, with some small decorations stuck around the computer screen; the computer box squeezed into the gap between the wardrobe and the end of the desk. Books were shoved onto the shelves, so that there was little space left, but they weren't all textbooks, several fiction books mixed in, and folders probably containing lecture notes, as well as a television aerial stuck on the top shelf. On the windowsill was a picture, and several other small decorative items.
The walls had posters, pictures and various hand-written lecture notes stuck up. At least two posters contained popular funny quotes of President Bush, and a few pictures were of famous actors in their roles, and a couple of photos of what had to be friends and family. On top of the wardrobe was piled boxes and bags, the floor was scattered with shoes, a notebook and a rug.
The bed had a fleecy blanket spread over it, covering the entire bed from top to bottom, obviously far too large for the bed, as some was lying on the floor in a heap, a wolf motif decorating it. There was a mound in the bed, positioned near the head, and it was on this that Xavier focused his attention.
Shutting and locking the door behind them took only a second, as Xavier approached the bulge in the bed. Pulling a chair up near to it, he sat down. Ororo took the other chair, while Kitty sat on the floor and Bobby perched on the desk, just in front of the printer.
Xavier reached forward and gently pulled the blanket off the bundle on the bed, revealing a girl in her late teens curled up in the corner apparently asleep. Her short, curly brown hair lay haphazardly on the bed. Her bespectacled eyes were closed in the manner of sleep. Held loosely to her chest was a green care-bear, one of three revealed by the blanket's movement.
"Rachael…" Xavier whispered, leaning down to be level, the girl didn't stir. "Rachael… Wake up. It's time to wake up."
The girl's eyes snapped open, dark brown eyes, radiating a conflicting mixture of confidence and wariness, stared into Xavier's blue gaze.
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