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"Let go of me!" The girl shouted, kicking and resisting in anyway possible. The sun was setting, and Magneto had sent out 'his team' of students to pick the girl up.
"Can't do that. Magneto's got plans for you," the kid about her age with the 'helmet' that looked a lot like a bowl. Finally, due to the girl's constant struggling, they finally had to call over the huge kid. He was called the Immovable.
"You should consider a diet," the girl muttered darkly.
The huge kid growled and tightened his grip, but loosened it with, "Hey, don't hurt her, remember?"
The girl had given up, for now. But she decided she might as well find out what was going to happen to her.
"So what does Magneto have planned for me?" She asked icily.
The kid with the whitish hair kind of smiled. "Magneto thinks you're in the beginning stages of becoming a mutant."
"So?" She snapped.
The other kid continued explaining. "You were the only one. But this is all just a test," Bowl Helmet said.
"And, look, you all got dressed up. Nice bowl," She growled sarcastically.
Bowl Helmet ignored her comment as they came to an empty clearing.
The sun had fully set, and the only way they could see was because of some out of place streetlights. Magneto stepped forward with a charming smile. The huge kid had set her down gently, which surprised her, because she thought he would have dropped her.
"You have the potential to become a powerful mutant. You have the potential to change the future. Here, we develop our talents to the fullest. Our enemies… will be crushed." And that was his introduction to a long-winded but very convincing speech. It seemed sincere, and not practiced.
After he had finished talking, he decided he should introduce everyone. The kid with the whitish hair was Quicksilver, Pietro Maximoff. The kid with the bowl like helmet was Avalanche, Lance Alvers. The huge kid was The Blob, Fred Dukes. There was another person I hadn't met yet. He was Toad, Todd Tolansky. I figured that was everyone.
But then someone else stepped out of the shadows --Magneto's second-in-command. Mystique,or Raven Darkholme, Principal of Bayville High.
"Alright, alright. I'm convinced. My name is Alandra Madison where do I sign up?"
***
Magneto had run tests on Alandra, and seemed pleased with the results. The next week she registered for high school, and her new teammates showed her where her first class was.
"Just don't evolve in Homeroom," Pietro mocked.
She grinned slightly. "Oooh, sounds like a challenge!"
Her classes were fairly simple, though there was students that Alandra thought stuck out. Like the guy with the ruby shades, and the girl who was extremely nice, with the red hair. Alandra made a mental note to stay away from them. They just seemed odd to her.
At lunch, unfortunately, the redhead girl seemed to become friendlier. Maybe it was a problem that she had. Or maybe she felt she hadn't choked her to death with niceness. Her name was Jean.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Jean," Alandra said, feeling a bit impatient. Suddenly, it was like she could read Jean's mind.
'She seems different. I wonder if she's a mutant. I'll just try to-'
"Are you reading my thoughts?" Jean asked, her eyes full of shock.
Alandra was surprised, because she was, but quickly regained her composure.
"It's not me, Jean, seriously." Alandra knew that Jean knew it was she.
Jean paused for a moment, studying her, and then opened her mouth to say something.
"I gotta go, Jean, I just remembered something!" Alandra shouted, over her shoulder. Alandra realized she almost phased through the doors.
When she had arrived at the Office, she waited outside Mystique's. The secretary told her that the principal had a student. She realized, that if she felt like it, she could shapeshift. However, she could no longer phase and had lost the telepathic powers. Alandra frowned. She was starting to have an idea of what her powers.
In the few days she had been on the team, she had become loyal. Alandra believed Magneto's machine cold help a lot of mutants. Alandra hadn't been sure about humans being inferior, but Magneto's team had helped her out. She understood what Magneto's intentions were, and knew his heart was in the right place.
She had telepathic powers again, and her eyes were hurting. Taking advantage of the telepathy, mentally she told Mystique that her powers had surfaced, and she'd explain more if she'd finish talking to the student. The next second, the stunned student was out the door, watching as Alandra ran in.
"Magneto's right about the machine, Mystique. It seems I can copy people's powers, with them being near by. I can copy yours, but I kind of feel weak, and my eyes hurt."
"At last! We have a machine more useful than the Cerebro. It detects them before they discover their powers!" Mystique looked evil, her eyes wide, and she was smiling. Alandra thought she appeared kind of crazy. She stayed this way for a few minutes, thinking over the possibilities.
"They'll try to get you on their side, you know. You know enough not to listen. They won't attack you, I believe," Mystique said, and had a faraway look in her eyes. She quickly dismissed Alandra, and continued to think excitedly, and that creepy, evil look crossed her face again.