A/N: This is the second chapter where all your burning questions will be answered. Where has Vandy gone? Who was that strange dark haired woman and where did I put my remote!

Vandy had been walking for about an hour and a half. She figured it had to be about seven in the morning; there were kids all over the place. Having nothing else to do she follows one of them a few blocks and sees the large building that is like a roach motel. Bayville High School.

A clanky, sputtering sounds makes her jump slightly as she turns to see what is causing so much noise. A dark jeep had just pulled up, music blasting and smoke coming from behind it.

Four boys and a blonde haired girl hopped out noisily though a tall dark haired teen stood gazing at his jeep a second longer than the others. He looked up gazing at the street an unreadable look on his face "Hey Kitty" he called to a girl in a red car that had just pulled up. The driver of the car scowled at the other boy behind his dark glasses and the girl called Kitty waved "Like, hey Lance!" Lance waves again then trudges into the building, a small smile on his face.

The kids from the red car exit, also heading into the school. Vandy sits on a bench watching as one by one or by groups the students enter the school eventually leaving her outside alone.

She sighs wondering what her next step should be. Well, I could always steal some cash to take the bus. But where would she go? She didn't even know where her mother was and her stupid aunt wasn't talking. Maybe she could go back to her aunt's house? Use more um persuasive techniques. She smiled to herself as she burns a perfectly round hole in the wooden bench with a finger.

Yeah, that'd be nice but- "Vandy?" A voice said interrupting her thoughts. It was the woman. The one she cursed out, here. And she knew her name. That was strange. She wanted to ask the woman how she knew her name but that sounded so cliché. "Yeah?" she answered instead. The woman sat without being asked. "I heard you're little conversation with your aunt this morning. You can't comprehend how excited it made me." Excited? Who was this woman, some type of freak? "Especially since I was just about to fly to Philadelphia to pick you up. I wasn't expecting you to show up here"

"What? Pick me up for what?" Vandy asked confused, readying herself to run if this woman laid one finger on her. "Allow me to introduce myself," the woman said with a smirk "My name is Raven Darkholme. Other known as Mystique. I run a sort of mutant sanctuary here in Bayville. We locate young mutants such as yourself and keep them safe and so on." Vandy narrowed her eyes at the woman and she rose her arms "It's alright. I wont tell on you about being a mutant. I myself am one. You'd be safe from your aunt and would have a place to stay with other children such as yourself. You don't have to agree now; I have other children to pick up but please do decide by tonight so I can deliver you all together."

Deliver us. Safe. Place to stay. Vandy bit her lip. She didn't have to stay there forever. She could leave as soon as she found where her mother was. And she guessed it would be interesting to meet other mutants. So far, the only other mutant she knew was her grandmother and she was gone now. "Where do I meet you at?" Vandy asked quietly.

"Meet me around here, at about seven. I'll find you" Mystique said nodding. She stood quickly "I'll be seeing you soon" she said as she walked away suddenly she stopped and turned back "And Vandy try to refrain from talking to other people. Especially a bald handicap man" she smiled again as if what she said was funny and disappeared.