Prolog

After an hour of convincing Storm to let her out of the house, Kitty was laying in the park a few miles away. She liked to get out; though Storm didn't. Putting her face up into to the sunlight she heard a bird flying very close to her. But when she opened her eyes there was nothing around her. A few minutes later she heard it again, this time she looked in the sky. At first it just looked like a large crow, but Kitty knew she saw feet on the end of what looked like a tail but must have been legs. She ran all the way back to the house and straight through until she reached Strom's office.

Chapter 1

Making the way back to her hide out was easy, she did it nearly every day. Even though Dylan wished she was normal, she still love the freedom of flying.

When she was about 9 years old, she was climbing a tree. And when she was all the way to the top, a boy pushed her out as a joke. But it wasn't a joke when half way down two giant black wings came out of her back.

Ever since she has been able to fly then retract them back whenever she wants. The boy never told, mainly because Dylan beat him up afterwards. She hasn't told anyone after that day, not even her mom.

Dylan's mom was typical, everything about her was so normal; normal two bedroom house, normal single mother, normal life. The day Dylan told her she was gay her mom nearly had a heart attack. If something strange happened Dylan's mom would play it off like nothing was different.

It was four in the afternoon when Dylan got back; she had about an hour until her mom got home from work. Being 19 and just having flown all day, she went to find some food. With half a piece of pizza in her mouth, the doorbell rang. Taking the pizza in one hand she opened the door to find a woman with short grey hair looking back at her.

"Um, hi," Dylan said after swallowing her mouth full of food.

"Hello, my name is Ororro Munroe, may I come in?" the woman, Ororro, asked though she was already walking in.

"Sure," Dylan put the pizza down on the table and gestures to the living room.

"You may be wondering why I am here and who I am," she says taking the seat Dylan's mother normally took.

"Well yeah, that's the first thought when someone walking into my house unannounced."

"One of my students saw you today and wanted me to pay you a visit."

"Student, so you're a teacher?"

"Sort of, I run a special school for young people with special abilities. Abilities such as yours," Dylan felt the blood drain from her face. How did she know? No one has ever seen me, she thought. "You probably don't believe me; most think they are alone, that no one else is like them. But there are and I teach them to control it."

"Prove it," Dylan said defensively, "Prove you aren't just saying all this then I go with you and you lock me up in some coco barn."

Ororro sat very still, and then all of a sudden her eyes turned completely white. The light coming through the window went away and the wind outside started to blow violently against the window. As fast as it picked up, it stopped. Dylan looked back at Ororro and her eyes were back to normal.

"If you come with me, you can learn to with other kids like yourself."

"I'm not a kid."

"But will you come?"

Dylan thought for a second but the front door opened reviling her mother.

"Hello sweetie, did you see that weather out there? Must be a storm coming." When she walked into the room and saw Ororro she stopped.

"Mom, this is Ms. Munroe, she as head of a college I was thinking of going to."

"Oh sweetie, you've finally decided to finish your school?" her mother sounded almost too pleased.

"Yes, I was just telling your daughter about the excellent classes we offer." Ororro said catching on that she shouldn't saw the truth.

"Well lovely, when do you start?" she asked turning back to her child.

"I was hoping she would come with me tonight."

"What about payment?"

"Paid for, she was granted a scholarship," Ororro gave a smile at Dylan.

"Lovely, Well Dill, you better go pack."

Dylan didn't say much on the way to the school, but after 20 minutes her curiosity got the better of her.

"How did you know it was me?"

"Like I said, a student saw you this afternoon."

"But that could have been anyone."

"She said she saw someone flying so I had one of our telepaths find you."

"Did she say where she saw me? Your student I mean."

"An old park a few miles from the school, she begged me all day to let her out of the house."

"Oh," was all she could say. That park has been deserted for years; it was the only place she could fly without worrying about people seeing.

"Here we are," she said as the pulling into the drive way of what looked like the larges houses Dylan has ever seen.

AN: hope you enjoyed, please review. whether you liked it, hated it, or whatever. :)

I'll try to update soon.