It was a normal night at Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. Well at least as normal as it can get with careless mutant teenagers running around freezing and burning stuff. All of the students were in the living room fighting over what movie to watch since it was the middle of summer. Xavier was using Cerebro. Storm was watering her precious plants. Beast was using the computer, and making sure none of the student blew anything (else) up. Logan of coarse was cleaning his bike. Just when someone had finally put something on they all agreed on, Xavier rolled in sitting in his wheelchair. Earning a few groans from his students." I've just detected a new mutant wi-". He was cut off when all of a sudden there was a knock on the door that nearly broke it.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"PLEASE LET ME IN!" Amina said crying for her 4th hour straight. Jean quickly ran to the door and got there before anyone else even had the chance to get up. Jean quickly took in the sight before her of an African American teenage girl wearing tattered and singed clothes. She could tell this girl had had a rough night. "Oh my God!" Jean exclaimed. "Are you okay?" Jean said. Her voice filled with concern "OF COARSE, I MEAN ITS NOT LIKE I GOT ATTACKAD BY A CARD TROWING FREAK OR GOT RUN OVER BY A HOARSE ENTIRLY MADE OUT OF FIRE!!!" Amina said, her words practically dripping in sarcasm. "Oh wait, I WAS!!!" Amina said angrily. "Sorry" Jean said in a soft voice. "No, I'm sorry." Amina said this time feeling sorry for her rudeness. "Um, … I heard this was the place for mutants. I know one of the teachers here. Her name is Ororo. I don't know if she even knows that I'm still alive, but I've been looking for her for my entire life." Amina said feeling small for the first time in her life." I'm sorry who are you?" Jean said now a little curious for the girl. "Sorry I forgot to tell you my name. How rude of me. I'm Amina Munroe. I'm Ororo's Daughter."