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Charles' POV

Recruiting

The pet shelter was on the edge of town. I held the door open as Erik walked in. The small office smelled like bleach and Febreze. There was a young guy behind the desk.

Juvenile delinquent. I told Erik.

He nodded. The man looked up. "Can I help you?" he asked. He sounded bored.

"I want to adopt a cat for my little sister." I told the man. He looked at the door to our right.

"Tori!" he yelled.

A girl came walking in. Even though it was warm out, she was wearing a turtle neck and jeans with uggs. She had on dark sunglasses even though the light wasn`t good in here. She had an orange tabby kitten in her arms. She had tan skin and short orange hair. There were three scars on each of her cheeks and on her forehead. They looked more like stripes than scars.

"What do you want Tom?" Tori asked. "Cats." Tom said, nodding toward us.

"Come with me." Tori said. We followed her into the back. She put the kitten in one of the cages.

Then she turned back to us. "The two of you are friends working for the CIA or FBI. You may have a little sister but you`re not here to get her a cat. You`re looking for something…or someone." She finished.

"Impressive." I said.

"Exceptional." Erik said.

"How did you do that?" I asked her. She smiled a wide smile. I thought I saw fangs.

"Victoria Myers and it was a lucky guess. The German was as stiff as a board and if you wanted a cat, you wouldn`t have come to crappy shelter like this. Also, you keep looking around like you think someone's going to jump you."

Erik and I shared a glance. "She`s a keeper." Erik said with a chuckle.

"What`s your mutation? Lucky guesses?" he asked. "What are your mutations?" she shot back.

I`m a telepath. I said, making her jump. Her hair started to puff up.

Erik waved his hand and her sunglasses flew off. She immediately closed her eyes. "Metal manipulator." Victoria said. "And you just had to pick my glasses."

"Now that we answered your question, answer ours." I said. She sighed and opened her eyes. They were yellow and instead of pupils, they were slits. They were feline eyes.

"Your part cat?" Erik`s eyes were wide. "It took you that long?" she gave us a smile. She did have fangs.

I got a closer look at her scars. "Those aren`t scars, those are stripes." I commented. Victoria nodded. "I have them on my legs, arms, torso, and face. I also have a very rare appendage." She said.

She pushed her pants down a little. Something started to uncurl behind her.

She has an orange tail. A tail!

Erik`s eyes had widened so much that it wouldn`t surprise me if his eyes popped out. "You`re part cat and you work in the cat section of a run-down animal shelter." Erik clarified. Victoria nodded.

"I also have claws." She said. My jaw dropped.

"So you have fangs, feline eyes, claws, stripes, and a tail."

Again, Victoria nodded. I knew it was time for my speech.

"Victoria, I`m Charles Xavier and this is Erik Lehnsherr, we are part of the mutant division at a top secret CIA base. We have been traveling across the country finding and recruiting mutants. There is a mutant named Sebastian Shaw who wants to start World War III. We plan on stopping him. Will you come with us to the CIA base and learn to use your powers?"

Victoria thought this over. "Are there any dogs?" she asked. Erik shook his head. "I`m in." she said. "Ready to go?" I asked.

"Do you guys mind if I…" she pointed at her turtle neck. "Do you have-" I started to ask. Victoria had already started taking off her shirt. Underneath her turtle neck was a white tank top. After she adjusted her tank top, she walked out.

Just as she had said, there were stripes on her arms. The guy at the front desk, Tom, looked up at her. "I quit." She said as she walked passed.

She hopped into the back seat of my car. As I started to pull out of the parking lot, Tori asked a question. "Are there other mutants with…odd apperances?"

I looked at her in the rearview window. "My sister Raven has some appearance issues. She can make herself look normal, but her real skin is blue and she has yellow eyes with red hair. Hank has ape feet, and Angel has wings that look like tattoos on her back and shoulders. That`s it, I`m afraid."

Erik took that moment to speak up. "On Shaw`s team, there`s a girl who can turn her whole body into diamonds and a guy with red skin and a tail."

Tori perked up. "What should we call you, Tori or Victoria?" I asked. "Victoria." She said.

"What are everyone's names?" she asked. "Alex Summers, Sean Cassidy, Raven Darkholme, Dr. Hank McCoy, Armando Munoz, and Angel Salvadore." Erik finished.

Everything got quiet after a minute. Then Victoria unbuckled herself and laid down. Her tail curled voluntarily around her. Within minutes, she was asleep.

"That`s adorable." I whispered to Erik.

He just rolled his eyes. We drove for two hours before we reached the base. I could see Raven and Moira waiting by the door. I parked the car and then turned back towards Victoria.

"Victoria, wake up." I called. Nothing happened. Erik pulled her tail. She twitched.

Erik reached forwards and grabbed a half empty water bottle. He unscrewed the cap and poured the contents on Victoria`s face. Her eyes shot open. She gave a hiss and swiped at Erik with one clawed hand.

"I hate you." Victoria muttered as she got out of the car to dry off.

"Was that necessary?" I asked, looking Erik in the eyes. He just smirked as he followed me out of the car.

He glanced over at Victoria who was wringing out her hair.

"It woke her up, didn`t it?"