"And, now, where is he taking us?" Erik Lehnsherr asked his partner.

Both young adults had been recruiting new members for the new CIA mutant division. A strip tease dancer and a taxi driver had been the latest addition to their team. Alex Summers, a boy that had chosen to be locked up in jail by himself, had just accepted to go with them and was waiting for his new mutant fellows in their automobile. However, after Lehnsherr and Xavier arranged the paperwork to take Alex out of his confinement, the young telepath (who had had a private conversation with the person in charge of prison), addressed the prison mananger and said:

"The next one."

The prison mananger nodded.

"Follow me, gentlemen."

Now, Erik was looking at Charles with curiosity. The prison mananger was walking in front of them, but far enough so they could talk privately.

" 'First guy I'be ever met who actually prefers solitary confinement'. That's what he said, Erik." Charles answered even though he was looking to the front. "Guy is the keyword. We are taking another "one" with us today." He gave Erik a sideglance "But, she is a girl."

Before Erik could process this new information he said:

"Why didn't you tell me before? I though you said we came here for Summers…"

"I'm afraid I wasn't confident enough to think it would be easy to take a person out of prison, even less two." After this, he lowered his voice "I saw her in Cerebro and I'd been thinking a lot about what we should do about her. Alex… it was easy to make him come with us, Erik. I…I think we can also take her out."

Erik nodded, a little bit annoyed that Charles didn't inform him before about this other mutant, but decided to let it go, since he was more excited with the idea of another mutant in their team.

"What can she do?"

"I'm not so sure. She was the last one I found in Cerebro. My mind was a little blurry but if she can do what I think she can, then it would be better if you see it by yourself."

Erik didn't argue at all, he trusted Charles.

The prison mananger finally stopped in front of a door. He turned to both man and lowered his voice as they were reaching him.

"She… she is dangerous" He said, while he was taking out a key and pressing some buttons in the control panel by a metal door. "When she came here, my guys underestimated her." He shivered like if the simple memory scared him. "I was on call that day, but they said she…"

Charles raised his palmed and the man stopped talking. Charles wasn't using his ability but his presence was strong enough to make the man stop with his story. The man slowly opened the door and said:

"You have visitors."

Charles and Erik walked into the room and heard when the man closed the metal door and locked it up. Eric was specially interested in this last thing, but when he returned his eyes to Charles he remembered the reason why they were there.

"Who are you?" A trembling voice coming from the contrary end of the room said. "What do you want?" Before any of them could answer the voice said: "How did you know about me?"

"You mean your mere existence, or…?" A confused Erik from the sight he had in front of him asked.

It wasn't what he had expected. Charles didn't look surprised but by a quick glance at him, Erik knew that Charles was watching as much as he could inside of the lady's mind. So, he decided to give Charles time.

He saw how Charled had treated Alex before, so he thought he could just mimicked him. But it wasn't as easy to talk to this girl as it had been with Alex. There was something… unnerving about her.

She was covered up. Literally, she was totally covered up! Angel Salvadore, the mutant dancer had been wearing clothes just to keep the most important parts of her body out of sight. This girl was wearing some kind of robe Erik had only seen in his travels around the world in some muslim women. The girl was wearing what seemed to be a blackish brown dress, but it covered everything of her, except her eyes.

Black eyes. Big black eyes.

Erik felt a little bit suffocated as he watched her eyes. They weren't dark brown eyes, no. They were unhuman totally black irises. Erik was disturbed. The clothes were something, but those eyes…

"It looks like a niqab." Charles said in his head. "What she is wearing, I mean…"

Erik looked at him and then back to the girl. He cleared his throat to catch the girl's attention.

"My name is Erik Lehnsherr." He pointed to the telepath "This is Charles Xavier. We came here for you. We want to help you." The girl's eyes bounced from one of them to the other. They didn't seem defiant, but scared and alarmed "How we know about you may be a little bit more difficult to explain, but the thing is…we are like you."

Charles looked like he wanted to add something but Erik sent a simple glance at him that said "Let me do this", so Charles decided to stay quiet.

Erik gave a step towards her, which made her also step back. Erik felt like he was treating with a scared creature. But he wasn't sure if "this creature" was a dangerous one or not.

"You can't help me." She said with a trembling voice "Nobody can help me…I…I am…dangerous." She shook her head. "Especially for you…both of you."

Erik slowly raised both of his hands. He wasn't a man who showed easily his feelings, but he felt that the girl really needed help. He couldn't get a good glimpse of her, but he knew by the posture that she was tense.

"I don't think you could do something to any of us without my partner knowing." Erik said to the girl pointing to Charles "Look, I don't know exactly what you can do, but let me tell you that nothing can surprise me now. I can control metal and Charles's a telepath. I used to think that people like us were meant to be alone forever, but now we are a team and we want you in that team."

The girl's eyes narrowed. She though that these strange men were making fun of her for anything they may know about what she could do…

"Prove it." She said while her voice broke a little. She meant the metal control part, of course.

Erik made a quick analisis of the room. Its walls were basically made up from metal but it wasn't in his plans to destroy the whole room. Besides he wasn't sure that he could. The girl had a bed made with a metal base builted in a wall. Also, Erik saw a a little desk, a jar with water and an empty cup, all of them made from metal.

He went for the easy. Erik raised her hand and with a quick motion levitated the jar and cup and poured some water in it.

" A bit cliché" Charles said in his friend's mind.

"That or to throw the desk at her." He replied only for Charles to hear it.

The girl's eyes were wide open and Erik saw that she started to tremble. He left the recipients fall when the girl stepped back until she got over her bed and put as much distance between them as she could.

"Go away" She begged.

These men were powerful. She didn't need to ask the other man, the one that wasn't a metal controller, to show her his ability. She believed that they both were like her, and she belived that there were more people like them. That was what scared her the most, what she could do with them…

She was a monster.

Additionally, it didn't help the way the so-called telepath was looking at her. She was covered up. She always was. It didn't matter if she was alone or not. But, he was looking at her and she felt as if she wasn't covered at all. He was looking at her like if she was a wounded bunny. She wasn't sure if it made her feel good or worse.

"Please!" She exclaimed and made Erik step back a little.

He didn't knew what her power was and he didn't want to discover it in a hurtful way if it was dangerous. Besides, Charles was in silence. Since they arrived he had been quiet. Erik had asked Charles for it, but now he would have been grateful if Charles could just take out a mighty phrase of wisdom. Words, especiallly comforting words, always seemed to come easily to Charles Xavier. But he was just there, in silence, glancing at the mysterious girl.

"I won't go with you." The girl said with an accent which Erik had only heard in Spain and more recently, Argentina. What was this girl doing so far from home if she was from one of those countries? "It will be better if you go by yourself."

The last "by yourself" confused Erik a little bit. The girl turned her eyes away from them, and he thought that the conversation was over. He was already going to the door when he heard Charles' voice, and then he realized that Charles hadn't moved a step.

"I won't force you or anyone to come with us, nor am I going to beg you...But, if you come with us, we can help you. I can help you. " Charles's voice was now full of passion. "I am not much different than you, you know." Charles step back slowly towards the door. "I won't lie to you; your powers are dangerous, but only if you don't learn how to control them. Of course you can stay here, locked up forever…" The girl slowly turned her eyes to them, and even standing far from her, Eric saw that they were shining with tears. "but that is not what they wanted for you, was it?" Charles gave her his back and walked to Erik, really slowly. "Think about it like this, if you come with us and learn to control yourself, learn how to reintegrate to society, and do something with your life…his death won't be in vain."

Like Erik thought, words always seemed to come easily to Charles Xavier.

That's all it took to convince her.