The soft laughter of children filled the lively hall of the Xavier Institute, some of the smaller children running down the long halls. "Hey, that's cheating!" A young boy protested, his black curls falling into his bright pink eyes, a pout coloring his tan features as the red haired girl merely flew past him and the two other boys, quite literally. "Slow-pokes!" She giggled playfully as she stuck her tongue out at them, though in this moment of distraction the young girl, no older than nine years old, flew straight into someone's back. The girl let out a gasp as she fell with the figure, she hearing a strangled yelp leave her unintended victim.

"…Got some real speed there…" A woman's voice gasped out from under the kid sprawled across her back. "Though..." She started a huff of air leaving her plump, flushed lip as she blew the offending strands of her bangs out of her eyes. The woman pushed herself up on her elbows, casting her gaze over her shoulder to settle her honey gold gaze on the dazed child. "How about next time we keep our eyes in front of us, huh?" Olivia hummed, a smirk pulling at her lips as she looked at the expressions coloring the children faces. "I'm so sorry, Miss Artemis!" The red haired girl squeaked scrambling off the woman's back, making her let out a quite unfeminine grunt of pain. "Umf…No harm done." She grins, the gesture a little strained from where the girl's knee was once jabbed into her spine, but genuine none the less.

"I thought you were leaving today?" The pink eyed boy asked as Olivia got up off the ground, her hands on her lower back as she leaned back. That girl really did pack a punch with her levitation ability; for a moment she was mildly concern the girl might have hurt herself, but the mortified girl seemed no more worse for wear then she was.

"I was…but, my little meeting with the floor slowed me down." She said simply patting the poor girl on the head.

"Will you bring us back something?" One of the little boys ask, he shrinking a bit when she turn her gaze to him, quite literally, the timid boy always did seem to have this reaction when adults looked at him.

"I guess I could, but you gotta be good while I'm gone, okay? No fighting, no shaking up all the pop in the fridge…you know the drill." She smiled warmly as the kids' eyes lighting up at the idea of getting a gift.

"Promise?" The pink eyed boy, Jack, asked hopefully.

A soft giggle left her lips as she crouch down to their level to hold out her pinky to them. "Promise, but only if your good. I'll be asking Mr. Summers when I get back." She promised with a wink. Giggling once more as the kids wrapped their pinkies around her own, it was an awkward sort of gesture, but it seemed to make them smile none the less. Well worth the few extra bucks she was going to shell out. "Now go on and play." She said before they ran off, she about to pick up her bags before she turn and yelled after them. "And no running in the halls! You're gonna break somethin'!" She called out after them as they ran off, rubbing her lower back as she watched them. Only once they were out of sight did she sigh, her smile growing just a little larger across her lips; and people said she had energy.

"Now back to lugging this thing…" She grumbled looking down at her suitcase, the worn brown leather luggage having slid across the wood floor during the impact. Where was Logan when you needed him?

"Artemis?" A calm voice called softly to her, as Olivia dropped her bag near the slick black car.

"Huh? Chaos! You're back!" Olivia called waving at the other woman. She was only a year older than her, but around the same height, Chaos standing closer to five foot five while Olivia was closer to five foot six without her heels. The two were near opposites at times. Olivia was a people person, while Chaos was preferred quite, to be left well enough alone. The only people she would speak to of her own will being the Professor, Logan and Olivia herself. Chaos had long, wavy black hair, green streaks decorating her dark strands, while her own was long and fell in loose curls and flips, lighter by a few shades to be a dark brown.

Olivia ran her fingers through the sweeping strands of her own bangs as she smiled at her friend. "I thought you and Logan weren't going to be back for another week?" She added, looping her thumbs in the belt loops of her dark denim jeans as she gave her friend a questioning look.

Standing side by side it was obvious how much thinner Chaos was in comparison to her, but the black eyed mutant was nothing but muscle, though the other had more prominent curves in comparison to the quitter woman, neither epically blessed like Storm was in the buxom department, but Olivia had curves where it counted, the girls frame built a little thicker than the other. Though like her counterpart it was clear she, kept herself fit, ready for the worst, though Chaos had always been like that, but Artemis only started to pick up some things from her and Logan after that whole incident a few years ago…She couldn't always really on her powers to bail her out.

If someone were to compare the two mutants, the smaller of the two was the stronger one, and the last of the two you would want give reason to rip you apart. Chaos could absorb the mutation of other Mutants, her pitch black eyes was a clear sign of it. She clad from head to toe in black, it only offset by a dark green vest over her long black shirt and gloves.

"We finished earlier than expected. Though, where are you going?" She asked adjusting the strap of her own pack as she watched Olivia lifting up the case to put in the trunk of the car. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she walked over, helping the struggling girl load the deceivingly weighty luggage. The bag giving a solid thud once they had dropped it in. Did she ever go anywhere without packing everything in her room?

"Remember, Ghost? You know the German pale guy, white hair, gray eyes….wore all black for ages?...Some of the kids used to call him Casper…Which I got to admit they didn't get to creative there." She asked moving her hands around a bit as she tried to elaborate only to be rewarded by the blank look her friend gave her. Olivia sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose as she continued. "…Anyways….His uncle is apparently being honored for something...I wasn't really paying attention. So David called and asked me and a few others to come. His parents wanted to meet a few of his friends from the institute. I guess they think we were a good influence or something." She added, a small chuckled leaving her at that idea. "So I'm flying out to Germany with Rachel and Blake." She concluded just as Rachel stuck her head out the window, her straight blond hair pulled back in a high ponytail, her pink turtleneck barely covering the gills she tried so desperately to hide. They needn't worry about her mutation being too noticeable as long as they kept her out of water.

"Olivia, come ooooon! We're going to miss our flight!" Rachel whined, Olivia's nosed wrinkled slightly at the shrill pitch of her voice. It was almost like a knife being plunged into her ears. Though despite the discomfort, Olivia just smiled at Chaos, she holding up her hand in a sign to hold on.

Chaos giving the shrill girl a blank look before turning her attention to one of the few people she would go so far as to call friend. "Germany?...Is there any place you won't go for a party?"

"Eh I think my line is Alaska." She tapping her chin in mock thought.

Though instead of that monotone stare her friend always gave, the black eyed mutant narrowed her gaze in sign of thought…or maybe it was concern it was easy to mix the two up with her. "Artemis…Just be careful. Something's coming….I'm not sure if it is good or bad, but..." She trailed off as the curly haired girl simply smiled.

"Don't worry so much. It's just a little trip. If I didn't die helping Rouge pilot the jet." She responded, quickly dismissing the idea that there was anything to worry about. Chaos always was a bit paranoid. Though, that carefree smile of her's shrank as the genuine unease flash across her friend's normally calm features. "But, I'll call you and the Professor when I get there, just so you guys know I'm okay." She said, closing the trunk with a grin as she saw her friend relax, even if it was only a little. "I'll see you guys in a few days. Oh tell Logan I said hi! I'll bring you guys back something." She said before Rachel's shrill voice broke through the conversation again.

"Olivia!"

"God! Don't get your skirt in a twist! I'm coming…Jeeeeezee." That smile finally falling from her lips. "This is going to be a long flipping flight…" She grumbled rubbing her temples, mentally reminding herself that stuffing her heels down the other woman's throat was not a good idea. "See you later Chaos." Olivia smiled before climbing in the back seat doing her best to ignore Rachel as she sighed dramatically…This was going to be a long trip.

Artemis was right about it being a long trip; Rachel just couldn't seem to be happy about a thing. Her seat was too lumpy, the guy that sat behind them breathed too loud, the stewardess was snobby, the air wasn't fresh enough, her roasted peanuts smelt like…peanuts, well really after long enough she had put in her headphones and pretended to be listening to her griping. Though she was pretty sure the girl had gotten to the point of complaining about the peanuts and air.

The Shapeshifter had no idea how Blake didn't go nuts, if anything the woman had a whole new respect for him now. Though, she was soon rescued from her agony when they finally got off the plane. Her gaze almost immediately falling on a familiar looking man; the twenty four year old man hardly resembled the boy that used to attend the Institute with her. His snow white hair was now dyed a soft blond, his skin tan; Olivia assuming it was a spray tan since his mutation made it physically impossible for him to tan. He had to cover up last she knew to go out in the sun, playing it off as an allergy. Finally someone she didn't want to strangle with their own shoe laces.

It was a pleasant afternoon after that, they having stopped off at the hotel to check in and drop off their luggage before Ghost showed them some interesting places in the city. It truly was a beautiful city; the architecture was simply breath taking. David seemed happy to play the host to his American tourists.

Back at the institute before he graduated, he would always talked about his home town and family. He actually fit in rather well; some mild bullying aside, his English was pretty impressive; though his family, being from money, did invest in quite a few private tutors before the professor invited the young mutant to his institute. David was prone to the occasional snarky comment here or there, and usually had his nose in a book, he was a pleasant enough guy when he didn't think you were going to verbally attack.

How he had met Artemis was by mistake. He had mistaken her for a campus pet when she was playing with the younger students as a dog. Honest mistake really, and sadly a common one for her. The later very awkward clearing up of this mistake after having rendered her defenseless by scratching that sweet spot on her ears, making her roll over like a good puppy….Needless to say when he found out that it was a girl around his age that he had treated like an everyday dog he passed on the street, he had just wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Friendships grow in the oddest places.

"Are you sure your sister doesn't mind? I mean seriously one of these dresses has to cost more than my entire wardrobe." Olivia had asked later that day, her voice wavering nervously as she looked at the four dresses that were laid across her bed. When they had return to the hotel after lunch with David's family.

His mother had been gushed over his friends while his father was giving an approving nod before he asked what they all did. Olivia had to fib that she was a student teacher, since she has yet to get her degree. Though she did help teach at the institute so it wasn't too large of a lie. Though his sister seemed quite pleased with herself thought the meal. She would lean over to whisper something to her younger brother. The first time having made him choke on his ice tea. After that there was not a moment when his sister didn't earn herself a sharp look from the seemingly flustered man. Though it had seemed she had been kind enough to send over a few dresses she picked herself out of her wardrobe to let the younger woman borrow for the night's event.

"She never wears the same dress twice, she's more than happy to pawn them off on someone." David sighed, a sheepish smile on his lips as he watched the dark haired woman gently lift up one of the expensive dresses. "I don't see how her husband hasn't gone broke." His smile only growing as he saw how her eyes lit up at the thought of getting the wear on of the extravagant dresses. "I need to go get ready myself; I'll be back at six to pick you guys up." He said before turning to leave her hotel room, but he paused as he put his hand on the door. "…Liv…thank you for coming out here for this." He said looking back over his shoulder at the woman.

"Hey, I was happy to. I needed a breather from the institute anyhow." She said, watching as the flush boy nodded his head before he quickly exited her room. "Oookaaay…" That was bit odd, but then again David always was bit odd. Though she decided it was best to not think on it too much, he was probably just nervous that they might embarrass him or something tonight. He always did over think the little things.

'Now what am I going to wear..'

"Oh my God, Liv…turn!" Rachel giggled, holding a hand up as she made a circle in the air with her index.

"It's not too much?…I-I've never worn anything like this before…" Her voice soft, feeling oddly exposed, as she complied with the other girl's request as she looked down at herself. It was a lovely gold color dresses made of silky fabric, it reflected light, making it shimmer softly like the still waters of a lake on a sunny, summer day. The material clung in a way that softly hugged her curves. The dress was sleeveless, while the front was very modest, covering her chest fully as the gold material wrapped around her neck in a strip, the width of her thumb. The back though fell just under her shoulder blades showing the smooth, lightly tan skin beneath, while the skirt laid elegantly, reaching down to her ankles, it slit up one side to her knee, the material flaring out softly from her ankles as she turned.

"You're beautiful! If I didn't know better I'd think you actually had some class!" Rachel cooed, bouncing on the balls of her feet in excitement, while her boyfriend quietly slammed his forehead into his palm at her back handed complement.

Olivia bit the inside of her mouth at that; if it was anyone else but her, they might have slugged the aquatic mutant. Really, who complements someone that way?

"But the earrings aren't right…and your hair should be up. Don't you worry your pretty little head about a thing, Rachel is here to help!" Rachel continued as she continued to monologue, smiling seemingly proud of herself for offering to help. Blake, as always, keeping quite…though when one's powers were to release sonic blasts with your voice, keeping silent just seemed a safer rout. It wasn't like if he did say anything Rachel would listen to him. She was a determined girl…That was one of the things he loved about her.

"It's okay-" Olivia had started, but was interrupted as the other girl dragged her across the hall to her and Blake's room.

"Don't worry! It isn't a problem at all! What friend would I be, if I didn't keep you from going out like a slob?!"

'So one minute I look pretty, to I look like a slob?' She got only more agitated as the girl just blathered on. Though she knew better than to interrupt her when she get like this.

"I also have a shade of eye shadow that would just look stunning!" The other woman giggled, finally happy for the first time during this trip. The idea of giving her supposed friend a makeover having brighten her mood. Rachel pointedly ignoring the protests of the girl behind her as she pulled her along behind her. Slamming the hotel door behind them with a resounding thud.

Blake's could only gaze quietly at the closed door, still able to hear his girlfriend talking away, Olivia likely not being able to get a word in inch-wise now as Rachel held a one sided conversation with the girl. He releasing a soft chuckle as he turn to the mirror hanging on the wall, adjusting the collar of his crisp dark red dress shirt. It never was boring.

"Liv-Livia….You look…y-you look really….You look really nice." David finally choked out as they walked up the red carpet that was draped across the stone steps.

The black bottom of her gold sandal heels muffled against the red carpet. The lights coming from the breathtaking museum making the chandelier gold earring shimmer softly like the material of her dress. Her long curls piled on top of her head in a complicated bun, her bangs sweeping across her forehead, while a few loose locks of her loose curls framed her face, bring the most subtle of attention to her high cheeks bones that seemed to make the sides of her face into a heart like curves. Her golden eyes popping out thanks to the use of eyeliner and mascara, the hint of a brownish gold eye shadow seeming to make her gaze seem even more honeyed.

Ever since David had picked his friend up had found it very hard to look directly at the dark haired girl. Those words were the first she had heard out of him since he had called to ask if they were ready to go. The boys looked like real gentlemen; dressed in black suits and ties, Blake in a dark red shirt to match Rachel's dress. Her own, unlike Olivia's. Was a sleek, short sleeved dress, hugging her body like a second skin, while the front drooped in a sharp V, she proudly displaying the cleavage the God or whatever higher being gave her. Something Olivia was still convinced had to be a gift from her father's wallet and a plastic surgeon, but that was a discussion for a different day.

Olivia had her arm linked with David's as he escorted her into the building, her cheeks dusted a light pink as she felt eyes on her once more she absently gazing down at her gold colored bracelet, if it was real gold she wasn't quite sure. But she knew without a doubt It was no average piece of jewelry. It was a prototype, and invention designed by Chaos. Her intelligent friend having disguised this useful piece of technology as a simple bracelet made of a metal she couldn't repeat if she tried.

"Thanks David…It's really not too much?" She asked, wishing she had grabbed the wrap Rachel had tried to push on her before they left. Her gaze skimmed over the other people, she noticed there was not a bright color among them, all wearing either black or beige.

"N-Not at all!" He squeaked out, grimacing at his own voice cracking like a prepubescent boy. Real smooth. Why couldn't he say what was on his mind? Say something smooth like she was the prettiest woman in the room, like a goddess among them in that golden dress, even that the name Aphrodite fit her better then Artemis. Any line smoother then 'not at all', but once again he can't make his mouth form the words. It was the old days all over again. Though, at least now he didn't freeze completely where she would end up staring at him like she thought he had a stroke….though if anyone stopped mid word when talking to him, he might have thought something went wrong in their skull too.

"Thanks David…" She sighed, smiling sheepishly at him as they walked down the steps, pointedly ignoring the giggling of their blond friend behind them. Though sadly David didn't have the same resolve, it had made his face only turn redder.

"Sweet heart! I was starting to think you were going to be late." David's mother called as she suddenly appeared out of the crowed, her arm linked with his fathers. "Why look at you all!" She giggled excitedly.

"We should have brought our camera." His father chimed in, his accent thick, though among the sea of the native speakers, maybe it was more the three foreigners that had the noticeable accents.

David's face flushing nearly purple at this point at his parents' words; he was twenty four years old. Though, you obviously were never too old for your parent to humiliate you. He refuses to release his hold on a nervously giggling Olivia, looking for some anchor in this embarrassment, not purely just because he wanted her next to him, no, not at all.

"My dress fit far better than I thought!" His sister soon chimed in, she having seemed to have come out of nowhere, a tall, broad shouldered man followed behind her. He was clearly twice her age, if his graying comb over wasn't a subtle enough of a clue. "Ah, let me introduce my husband, Michel, darling this is David's little friends. This little lady is who I gave those old dresses to." She said happily, making Olivia's eyes widen to the size of saucers.

"G-gave?!" She choked out, her cheeks flushing as she grin.

"Of course I can't have my little brothers girlfriend not have a few pretty things to wear now can I?" She said chipperly, brushing off the girls surprise as her brother glared at her. "Anya…" He growled. "Did I say something wrong? She is female and a friend of your's correct? That is the correct American saying?" She asked smirking at her little brother.

Though Olivia quickly brushed it off ignoring the clear sign she was trying to cause a little trouble. "I….Thank you so much, but I-" For what seemed to be the hundredth time this day she was interrupted.

"Oh hush! I was never going to wear them again, and Michel did tell me I needed to get rid of a few things, right my turtle dove?" She asked her husband wrapping her arms around him. "Of course, my angel." He cooed right back…wow; this lot was very…affectionate weren't they? This discussion ended with Olivia finally giving in and accepting the truly extravagant gifts, it would have been rude to refuse them more then she already had, she humbly accepting it. After which she, Rachel, and Blake were introduced to his uncle, the guest of honor, Dr. Heinrich Schäfer, he was apparently some sort of scientist, head of some lab. He was a very polite man, his English not quite as good as his sisters nor his niece or nephew, but he tried.

If this was somewhere less formal, somewhere loud, somewhere lively, Olivia would have felt right at home, but here among this elegance, these intellectuals, this glamour, she felt out of place, watching her manners, the volume or her voice, though fortunately not all of the guest knew English, she didn't have to try and carry on conversations with them, avoiding the likelihood of her shoving her foot into her mouth, she having stuck close to her only friend fluent in German…well her only non-blue friend, who was fluent, the majority of the night.

At one point during the night, as David seemed to be in an animated conversation with an older man about politics she thinks what it was, it was hard for her to say the two had been talking in German for the last ten minutes; she had decided to slip away realizing she had yet to call Chaos or even the professor like she had said she would. Olivia had politely excused herself walking over to a side of the lavish museum floor. It really did have some beautiful pieces, the cow she was still trying to figure out which culture it was from. She had slipped her small cell phone out of the black leather hand bag she brought with her, the only other things with in was a some cash, makeup, and pepper spray, she never packed ID with her, it just didn't feel safe to her, she like being anonymous when she was among the norms. Though against her better judgment she left her X-communicator in her suitcase, it wasn't like she was out on a mission, or on a field-trip with the children.

Olivia silently looked around the room as she listened to the phone ring, waiting for Chaos to pick up her phone. Though as she did her eyes settled on the level above, the mutant having tuned out Dr. Schäfer as he started his speech standing before the party goers; the musicians playing beautifully as they had the whole night as he spoke, the volume quitter as to not draw attention from him. Olivia silently stood holding the Champagne flute in her other hand, crossing her arm under her chest, while she waited, yet she couldn't look away from the second level. When the brief, crisp voice mail sounded over her phone.

Olivia couldn't help the soft smile that returned to her lips. Chaos must had been reading, or maybe even in the lab, she did tend to tune all else out when she was immersed in her work, or leisure. "Hey Chaos, sorry I'm calling so late…or early, I really need to learn time zones." She chuckled lightly as her eyes lingered on the man; it was as if his very presences demanded her attention. Her gaze lingered on him, he was immaculately dressed in a black suit, with a black trench coat over top, a black tie, in place under the collar of his crisp white shirt.

From where she was it was hard to say for sure but about his neck he wore a gold and green scarf. His long ebony dark hair was slicked back perfectly, the ends seemed to stick out, but yet it looked so neat. He was tall and thin, his skin pale against his dark hair and attire but yet it did not steal from his handsome features, those sharp, high cheek bones, broad brow, that strong chin, defined nose, and those sharp, observant eyes.

"I'm okay, landed safely, checked in to my hotel without a problem. I'm at the party now actually. Remind me when I get back to show you these dresses David's sister gave me…I've never owned anything so pretty!" She breathed quietly, she having thought her heart stopped when she though the man's gaze had flickered to her own, having likely noticed her gaze, the young woman having been staring against her better judgment. Her cheeks flaring as she flickered her gaze down from the man. She was doing her best to brush off the prickling of her skin as just her embarrassment at getting caught, not her sense telling her something else. This was a party with top notch security, what could go wrong. That thought sending an odd chill trembling down her spine. Little did she know some higher power was giving her a warning of fates plans for her newest toys.

Though when she glanced back up to the stairs she found the man had made his way down them, his moves so fluid, so elegant, in all honesty she had no idea how the man made it seem otherworldly, but the awe she had felt before unexplainably started to shift to nervousness. She felt like a rabbit whom din had just been entered by a fox. "So, when you get this call me back okay? Love to here if Scott and Logan have gotten-"

Though her voice soon caught in her throat as she saw the scene before her quickly descend into madness. The elegant man had been walking with purpose, the cane she had just now finally tore he eyes away from the man himself to notice was flipped it with such skill, she now seeing the odd, blue glow at the top of it, before he slammed it hard into one of the guards, knocking the broader man flat on his back with what seemed little effort. "Chaos, I think I need help…" She breathed quietly into the phone, her once carefree tone taking a slight worried edge to it as her smile fell from her painted lips. She nearly drowned out by the loud gasps. No one made a motion to move, even she was froze in place as the man so calmly flipped David's uncle onto the golden top of the cow statue. It was as if they were all in shock.

He with some odd, yet now, unnerving grace and calm he pulled some odd object from his pocket, pressing it open with ease to reveal some odd glow and spinning, what she assumed, blades. With one quick motion he brought it down on to Dr. Schäfer. Little did she know else were another man with dark sandy brown hair held the other end of this sick device in a lab far away.

Horrified screams and gasps filled the room as the humans seemed to snap to their senses quickly shuffling for an escape, though Olivia, stood in place, part of her, that part where she felt just like a normal woman, was shocked, even frightened by this was held firm in place by such emotion. Her glass like quite a few others having fallen from her grasp with a crash, the gold tinted liquid having spread slowly across the marble flooring. While the other part of her, the part that had countless times hopped into a fight, done all she could to defend another told her to move, to try and wrestle this man from the man that by now was little hope of survival, she watching as his foot twitched gruesomely as the sound of ripping flesh reached her sensitive ears among the sounds of panic; but that part, the part of where she was just one woman was what kept her feet firmly planted.

"OLIVIA!" A man's voice shouted grabbing her arm, snapping her from whatever world she had fell into making her look away from the chilling smile that had spread across the man's lips as he held Dr. Heinrich Schäfer in place. Her wide eyes turn to the man that had her arm, already pulling her towards the exit. "What the hell are you doing?! Come on!" David snapped, anger and fear clear on his face as he pulled her roughly behind him as he made them rush towards an exit. His surprisingly strong grip making her drop her hand bag and cell, they clattering against the marble floor as he brought her back to her sense.

"Bu-"

"I fucking know you. No way in hell, Artemis…" He growled yanking on her arm once more trying to make her pick up her pace. He wasn't going to let her try to save a lost cause…not alone. Olivia glared at his back, her legs finally reacting to her will as she ran after him; the once frail looking boy was proving to be a strong man. She letting him led her despite the urge to hit him, but not without one more look over her shoulder, but what she saw made her breath hitch in her throat, her breath flowing from her lips with a woosh. Her eyes for just that moment locked with those of the elegant man, she now for sure his eyes had landed on her own, but it lasted only the moment, the longest of moments before she felt the twang of pain in her wrist before David's voice reached her. She finally turning her back on the man once more.

Authors Notes~

Hey everyone took me a while but here it is! Chapter two, I told you we would start getting into the plot a little more this one. Though the next I promise we will see Natasha (Black Widow), Loki (if it wasn't obvious already.)Tony (Iron Man), Steve (Captain America), and Thor! We will see Olivia in action; see what's up with her bracelet, and all that loveliness. I would love comments and feedback and thank you so much to you two who is following this story! AND all of you have read this! =D Please be honest if anyone sees a way to improve. Oh I realized I didn't say but the romance interest for Olivia is in the air, the current ones that I'm thinking of is Steve, Bruce, or Loki (again kind of obvious huh? XD Tom Hiddleston is a beautiful man…and hey makes Loki too. XD) I'll make the final call after the NYC battle~

Also want to give a special thanks to my friends for being my sound board. (Seriously Stephanie and Ashley, you guys are saints to put up with me.) Also special thank you Stephanie for letting me use Chaos! =D

I do not own the X-man, Avengers, or Chaos!