A/N: I'm tried of writing whose thoughts they are, so i'll think of something different for each of their thoughts. Well, I hope you like this story.

Chapter One

A small boat, in the Hudson, watched as a woman with white hair hit a guy with lightning. The person in the boat watched as the guy hit the water and the woman walk back inside. Quickly, the person jumped out of the boat a swam over to the guy, who was just about to go under. The person dragged him to the boat and very carefully pulled him in. They quickly started to padle to the shore and didn't look back. At the shore, the person carefully lifted the guy up and headed to a black truck hidden in the trees. Putting him in the passenger seat and getting in, they drove off. The guy opened his eyes alittle to see what was happenning to him. He saw a white light before he passed out.

A few days later

Mort's Thoughts

I can't feel a thing. Where am I? Am I dead? Can't open my eyes, but tha's okay. It's warm, which means I'm out of the water. Stupid weather witch, when I get out of here I'll kill 'er. I hear someone coming, who are they? Did they save me? Must be mutants too, no human would be tha' nice to save someone who tried to kill them. They touched me with something. Wos that a needle. I hate needles, where the heck am I? They have a soft touch- wait don't think about tha'. Need to get out of here. Wonder where I am. Probably a hospital of some sort. Need to open me eyes, must see what's going on.

Mort tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't. The person looked at him and gave a small smile. Slowly, the person pushed his hair back and wiped his face off with a rag.

W'OT THE HECK ARE THEY DOING?

Slowly the person got the rag wet again and started to wipe his hands off. Humming alittle while they worked, the person slowly opened his mouth.

W'ot are they doing? Are they touching my tongue? HEY GET YOUR FINGERS OUT OF MY MOUTH AND PUT MY TONGUE BACK IN. Now w'ot are they doing? I feel something wet on my tongue and it feels nice to have something cold on my tongue for once, but w'ot is it? It taste odd, like some medicine.

Very carefully, the person put his tongue back in his mouth, then looked at his closed eyes. Giving a small smile, the person forced his right eyes opened to make sure he wasn't blind.

One eyes opened, but not by me. Hey I see something. I see a pair of green eyes. Well that helps alittle. Who the heck is it? Great, they just closed my eye, now the left one. I can't tell what it is, man I need both eyes.

Humming alittle more, the person closed his left eyes, then wrote something down on a piece of paper. The person looked him over, then touched a burn on his stomach very carefully.

I just realized I DON'T HAVE A SHIRT ON. DOES THIS PERSON KNOW ANY MANNERS AT ALL. God, I feel like an idiot being in this position.

The person slowly and very carefully wiped the burn with some medicine, then wrapped it up just like the others. Looking for another burn, but not looking passed his stomach, since the burns stopped right at his stomach and didn't go any further down.

I hope Magneto finished the mission. Hopefully everyone else is okay. I need to know how they are doing, but I can't speak, my mouth hurts way too much. I just need to-

Slowly Mort lifted his right arm in the air. The person looked up from the paper and gave another small smile. They touched his hand, but he quickly pulled it away.

"Can you snap your fingers?" The person asked.

Great, it's a girl. I knew it. A boy wouldn't have tha' soft of a touch- wait, stop thinking about tha'.

Mort snapped his fingers. The person, now known to be a girl, gave another small.

"Very good," She whispered," Snap once for yes and two times for no. Now, do you need something?"

Mort snapped his fingers once.

"Okay," She said," Does it have to do with Liberty Island?"

Mort snapped his fingers once again.

This girl knows too much about this. Well, she must of been there in order to save my butt.

"Are you looking for Mystique, Magneto, and Sabretooth?" She asked.

Mort snapped his fingers once more.

Okay, she knows way too much. How does she know them? Of course, it must of been all over the news.

"Well," She said," Sabretooth is miss, Mystique is missing, and Magneto is in jail or something like that."

Okay, not what I really wanted to hear, but hey, at least I know now. We must of failed the mission. I let Magneto down and now he is being held somewhere. I bet Mystique is trying to save him right now.

"My name is Mantaga," She said," But I hate that name, so you can call me Kate. That's what everyone else calls me."

I thought my name was bad. Who would name their kid Mantaga, but she said I can call her Kate. That sounds so much better. I need to stop thinking these thoughts, someone might be reading my mind. She might be reading my mind.

Katie looked over the bandages, then wrote something down.

"You've been out for almost a week," Kate said," You'll need to stay in bed for awhile. Your tongue is healing alot faster then I thought it would, so you should be able to talk in about a day or so."

Mort snapped his fingers again, then put down his hand. Kate gave a small sigh, then sat down in the chair next to the bed, and started to write things down on the board.

Great, another day before I can talk. Well, I can't wait to see wot she looks like. Okay, tha' didn't sound right to me. Bad thoughts. I hope I can leave soon.

A/N: They hardly said anything. This must be like my first or second story that they hardly say anything. Well, next chapter will be up soon, I hope. Please review.