1961

Smoke billowed and curled around Misty's face, she looked over to her left and saw that the streets were bare as usual. Steam rose from the graters and a cheap cigarette hung lazily from Misty's mouth. Misty never truly got addicted to smoking, she never actually inhaled instead just allowed the smoke to billowed and drift into her nostrils allowing the stinging sensation hit her. She scanned the area making sure that her baseball cap was low over her eyes but raised high enough for only her to see.

Eighteen years of living in continuous torment and Misty had finally gotten the nerve to escape. She had been trapped in a secret government facility run by her own father but Misty had finally escaped her hell hole and the only thing left to think about was eluding her captors and what to do next.

The night after her first escape and meeting the mutant Sean she was severely punished. Untested experiments were performed on her as well as large empty needles that were injected and just left there just to really punish her. She was beaten by guards almost every night for the next month after that and they had also sliced open her arm and placed a tracking device so that they would know where she was at all times.

Misty had tried to escape when she was fourteen and then again at sixteen. She killed countless guards to get what she wanted and didn't allow her father to break her nor anyone else in the facility. She was in complete control of her own self and no one would tell her otherwise. Every time she was tempted to go back to see Sean but she was worried what would happen if her father had found out that she was back at the boy's house. He would possibly take him and experiment on him as well and then blame it on her.

Her head swerved right to left to make sure that she was completely alone before pushing herself from the wall and exhaling slowly. Cracks and literal bone crunching sounds came from behind Misty and then a bone tail came into view. It whipped gently back and forth around Misty's ankles and curled in the air continuously. Misty could feel the spikes on her back anxious to be set free but Misty didn't feel like releasing those quite yet. Misty breathed in and then blew out more smoke before stumping out the empty end.

"Excuse me?"

The voice startled Misty and she whipped around, small spikes pierced out the end of her bone tail and pointed threateningly at the ones who had snuck up on her. The spikes on her back immediately ejected to their full extent and they ran all the way down her spine. Misty winced in pain as the spikes continued to stand on end but she glared at the two intruders.

"Easy," one said holding up his hands, "It's alright we're not here to hurt you."

Don't believe them, Misty thought, Most likely worked for Ryan who wanted nothing more than to have her back in his possession.

"Are you Misty Argon?" the man asked, his voice had a tint of accent to it. Misty never heard any of her father's men speak with an accent nor speak so kindly either.

"Who are you?" Misty snarled, she would never let her guard down.

"My name is Charles Xavier and this is Erik Lehnsherr."

Misty felt the tension in her body slowly decrease and the spikes on her tail slowly drew in.

"We just want to talk to you, is that alright?"

The young mutant looked from one man to the other and then felt the spikes on her back draw into her skin completely and back into hiding. She winced and knew that these men weren't a threat.

"What is it?" Misty asked her voice still full of demand.

"We work for the CIA," the man named Erik said, "It's alright," - Erik added seeing Misty's eyes darken again -, "They won't do you any harm, they are creating a team of our kind to help track down a mutant by the name of Sebastian Shaw."

Misty never heard of that name before, "And he is?"

"A powerful mutant bent on creating world war three."

"Interesting."

The man named Charles looked at Misty and she looked back feeling like he was doing something that she didn't like. Her tail was still out and raised to strike anyone down in a heartbeat.

"What is your friend doing?" Misty asked nodding over to Charles.

Charles grinned, "You sense it?"

"Sense what?"

"Me in your head."

Misty shrugged, "Faintly."

"Can you tell us your powers Misty?" Erik asked.

"You first."

"You might want to sit down," Charles's voice rang in my head, "we are probably going to be a while."

"So telepathy?" Misty asked, "Interesting, and what can you do?"

Erik raised his hand and the trash can near the end of the empty alley immediately crumpled as easily as paper then expanded back into it's original shape.

"Control of metal," Erik said simply.

"And your powers are?" Charles asked.

Misty raised her hand and the space in between them rumbled and small spikes emerged from the ground. Then they got bigger and thicker, forming until Misty was completely hidden behind a full wall.

"Fascinating," Charle's voice came from behind the spike made wall. Misty raised her hand again and the wall dissolved spikes at a time until there was nothing.

"How about offering you a job?" Charles asked at once.

"With the CIA?" Misty added suspiciously.

"There is a special facility that you can stay at, there already are a few mutants there."

Misty looked at the ground and then back at Erik who nodded to confirm what Charles was saying.

"Say I do go with you, what will happen?"

"We can train you," Erik explained, "Help you control your powers to help us take down Shaw."

"And also control for your own safety," Charles said quickly before giving Erik a small scowl.

Misty looked at the two mutants and asked, "Am I missing something here?"

Charles shook his head and said, "The CIA will keep us safe and plus you will also have each other."

Misty pondered, if she did go with the two mutants who said that they can give her safety then her running away from those who do indeed threaten her will possibly stop following her. But then again the CIA is part of the government and Misty had enough of government control for a lifetime – literally.

"I know what you are going through," Charles whispered, his eyes full of concern.

Misty snapped her head up and was ready to say something but her words clogged her throat.

"You can trust us."

Misty straightened unsure of what to do, these mutants were offering help but every time Misty was offered help she ended up right back where she started. She never wanted to do that ever again. The two men got up and Charles said, "We're not forcing you Misty, it is entirely your choice."

They both slowly started to leave when Misty took and said, "What happens after?"

Erik and Charles both turned.

"Excuse me?" Charles asked.

"When finding this Shaw guy and training…," Misty said waving her hands around. "What happens after?"

"You continue to live with us," Erik promised.

"So you won't…send me…away?"

Charles shook his head and whispered, "Never."

Misty walked towards the two mutants, her tail wrapped around her waist like a belt as she stopped in front of them.

"So when do we go?"