Bailey was only ten when she realized she was different. Being so young, she knew something was not right but had no clue what it was. Encouraged by her parents to ignore it, she shrugged her episodes off as being coincidences and hallucinations. As her episodes seemed to increase, her parents became frightened and ashamed by their daughters so called 'disability'. She was often the bud of her older brother's jokes and quickly learned to fend for herself. Having become close friends with the girl living next door, the two realized that they both had a lot more in common then they had first thought. Amira was known to have odd episodes of her own and was also encouraged by her parents to ignore her 'disability'. As they became older the episodes slowly decreased to a point where they thought they had grown out of it and they became rare occurrences. After high school, Amira and Bailey parted ways but there friendship never ceased. Bailey went on to graduate from UCLA with a Master of Fine Arts degree, she currently lives in Los Angeles and has a job at Universal Studios as an assistant in directing/producing. Amira graduated from a University in China and started a career in martial arts and weaponry education, teaching at local studios and schools.

Bailey was astonished when she was contacted by two people calling themselves mutants, who taught at the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters. She turned them down when invited to come back with them and three days later found herself contemplating their visit. She sat in her living room with a blank stare on her face. Charlie, her gray and black Great Dane, decided to make himself known by jumping up to lay next to her on the sofa. He gave her blank look before laying his head on her lap. She absent mindedly scratched his ears as she continued to run over the scene in her head.

Bailey scattered more spices into the spaghetti sauce she was making before dipping her finger in for a taste, nodding her head after finding it was correct. She looked towards the door just before it rang sensing that someone was approaching. When the door bell did in fact ring her eyes grew wide in surprise. She turned the stove down before making her way to the door and opening it to find two people starring back at her. 'Why did they have to arrive now?' She thought as she looked down at her pajama pants and sports bra. She looked back up at the two checking them overy but not feeling any real threat by them. The women had white hair with black streaks, a layered and sophisticated look that came right below her ears. Her skin and eyes were very dark and she wore jeans with a button down black top and black shoes. The younger looking man with her had short dirty blonde hair and wore jeans, and a white t-shirt. Both were a good few inches taller then she, the guy a bit taller.

"Can I help you?" She asked politely.

"Are you Bailey Sullivan?" The women asked.

"Yes!" Bailey asked suspicious.

"If you don't mind we would really like to talk with you! Could we please come in?" The women gave Bailey a small smile.

Bailey still sensed no threat from them so she opened the door to allow them entrance closing it behind them. "It smells good in here!" The guy remarked.

"You kind of caught me just as I was going to eat dinner." Bailey remarked as they followed her into the living room and she gestured for them to take a seat.

"We're sorry to interrupt." The women smiled as she took a seat. The women introduced herself as Storm and the young man introduced himself as Bobby. They then proceeded to tell Bailey more of who they were and where they came from. They talked about the school they were apart of and explained how they came to find her, to invite her to come back with them. Still wanting to believe that the odd things that had happened to her could be pushed back and ignored, she continued to refuse their help and their invitation.

"Please Bailey…consider what we have told you. We only want to help; we don't want to make things worse." Storm continued to persist.

"I can't just abandon all I have here. I just started my career I can't just get up a leave." Bailey walked them to the door. "I don't even know that I can trust you, or what you say."

Finding it futile to continue arguing, Storm gave her a card with her contact information on it. "If you change your mind, feel free to give me a call. Even if you just have questions, whatever you need."

"Thank you!" Bailey slowly closed the door behind them and leaned back against it. This couldn't really be happening, this was crazy. Just in case, she stuck the card on her fridge and went back to her dinner. She never thought she'd have to use it but if she did it was there.

She was jolted from her thoughts when her phone rang. Picking it up she was relieved to hear Amira's voice on the other end. "Hey, how's it going?" Her friend asked.

"Fine!" Was Bailey's answer.

"What's wrong? You sound exhausted."

"I'm fine! Something odd happened a few days ago and it's bugging me."

"What?" Amira asked excited.

"Why do you sound so enthused?" Bailey asked confused.

"Whenever something odd happens to you, it always turns out to be a good story." Amira laughed.

"Like I'm the only one!" Bailey chuckled before continuing. "I'm serious…it was so weird…." Bailey proceeded to tell Amira exactly what happened when Storm and Bobby had arrived at her door. When Amira said nothing at the end of her explanation, Bailey frowned. "You still there?"

"Yeah."

"Well what do you think?"

"I think your nuts!"

"Amira be serious. These people really had powers they were able to prove it. They kind of freaked me out a little." Bailey frowned as she began pacing around her living room.

"Did they seem threatening? You've always had a good sense of people's character. Maybe they were serious. It wouldn't hurt to look into it and see what you can find."

"Maybe. They didn't seem threatening. I didn't feel any bad vibes." Bailey stopped in her tracks and sighed.

"Do some research on it. Maybe it's worth checking out."

"Has anyone come to you?" Bailey asked.

"Nope, I'm not weird like you are." Amira laughed.

"Bullshit!" Bailey chuckled.

"You're the first I will call if anyone does. Don't get too stressed out about it? I'm sure it's nothing." Amira tried to reassure her friend.

"You're probably right. I'll do a little research on it. I won't worry about it. Thanks Amira."

"No problem." Amira smiled. They caught up on a few things as Bailey ate her dinner before hanging up. Bailey quickly got ready for bed and tried to sleep but found it difficult considering the many unanswered questions running through her mind.