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"Misty! Misty! Professor! Someone! Help!" screamed Kitty as her friends form went limp and lifeless.

Gasping Misty bolted up out of bed. Not realizing that she had been thrashing around while asleep, she fell over the bed sheets that had gotten tangled around her legs. Lying there prone, she realized that she had woken up from the worst dream of her life. She felt a headache forming behind her right eye. An almost piercing, throbbing pain. One word came to her head with this pain. Migraine. Being abused by migraines for most of childhood, she knew that unmistakable feeling. Great, this is the last thing I need, she thought angrily. Untangling herself from the blanket she slowly stood up. Grabbing some Tylenol and her bottle of water, she decided to try to kill the headache before it became full-blown. Her pills swallowed, she laid back on the bed, and put her head under the pillow, effectively blocking out any light.

Far too soon, it seemed, her alarm clock was blaring full force into her ear. Throwing her pillow to the ground, she glanced over at the clock. Great 6:30am. At least my headache went away. Climbing out of the bed, she stretched, her joints cracking at the movements. Throwing open the drawer, she grabbed a light blue v-neck hoodie, and a pair of faded denim jeans. There, at least I look semi-human. Grabbing her hair brush, she decided to attempt to tame her rat's nest. After a few minutes, she gathered her hair up in a ponytail, and headed downstairs. Suddenly, it hit her. This was a Tuesday! Crap! I have finals today, and I'm gonna be late! Slipping her feet in her shoes, she opened the door and stepped outside. After taking a few steps forward, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. Moaning in pain, Misty fell into blackness.

What felt like several hours later she started hearing muffled voices around her. Misty tried to open her eyes. The pain in her head was immense. Bright lights made her moan in pain. Shutting her eyes tightly only seemed to exacerbate the pain. What the heck? This isn't like a normal migraine. She tried to get up, but seemed to be held into place somehow. Soon the darkness beckoned and swallowed her once again.

Meanwhile back at the Institute…

Upon returning from school, Kitty, Scott, Rogue, Kurt, and Jean all came upon a site that they never thought they would see. The door to the institute was wide open, and Misty's backpack was laying unattended on the ground. Looking at each other in horror, they all ran to locate Professor Xavier. Finally, after what seemed like forever, they found him.

"Professor, we found this outside the front door," said Jean, holding out Misty's backpack.

"Yeah, and like she wasn't at school today," said Kitty. "I'm, like, worried."

"It's ok, children," said the Professor, calmly. "I'll try to find her."

Jean, said the Professor telepathically, I think I'll need to use Cerebro to find her.

Right, replied Jean to the Professor.

After using Cerebro, they located Misty, but were horrified at the location of where she was. She was a bit closer than they had realized. She was being held somewhere in Bayville. Unfortunately, Cerebro couldn't locate her exact whereabouts. All it could do was give a radius of where she was, and all of Bayville was included. This scared everyone, even though they were all reluctant to admit it. For all they knew their new comrade was dead or dying.

Meanwhile…

Slowly, Misty came to once again. The throbbing in her head had decreased to a dull roar, although she seemed to be a bit nauseous. Great, I don't think this is a migraine, I think it's a concussion. Soon she felt eyes staring at her. Slowly opening her eyes, bright halogen lights felt like they were burning holes in her retinas. Her legs and arms were still securely shackled by cold steel. Upon spying the captor, a scream escaped.

"You! It was you in my dream!" Misty cried out.

"I don't know what you are talking about," replied the person.

"W-where am I? W-why did you t-take me?" she asked, voice quivering?

"You will find out in time."

Great, I'm being held hostage by the scary person from my dream. What in the world did I do to deserve this? She asked herself repeatedly, until finally falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Within hours she heard new voices around her. Blinking, she slowly took in her surroundings. Nothing had changed, save for the new people that were crowded around the cold steel bed. After staring at them, she noticed that one looked rather familiar. He was tall, rather skinny, with white hair. Their was a nagging feeling in the back of her head that she should know who this person was. Suddenly, it hit her like a ton of bricks. This was Pietro Maximoff, a fellow student at Bayville High. Why in the world is Pietro here? Misty thought to herself. Silently she stared at the teenager, and realized that he was speaking, though not to her. Craning her neck, she caught a few intermittent words.

"Why…her…brotherhood?"

Trying to put the jumbled words together had only managed to make a sharp pain radiate through her head. It felt like Avalanche was making an earthquake appear in her head. Her pain was obviously visible, as several people crowded around her. Mouths moved, yet she heard no sound, for her head was now pounding like the world's worst heavy metal drummer. Slowly she registered feeling something prick her skin. Glancing down, she noticed a hand holding a syringe. Slowly the bright lights were replaced by a welcomed darkness.

The next time Misty awakened, she realized that she felt vaguely normal. Stretching, she realized her arms were no longer bound to the table. Her legs were no longer shackled either. Standing, she felt all of the emotions of the last few days rushing to her. I was kidnapped? Why? What in the world do they want with me? Not realizing that she was starting to panic, she began rushing about this strange room. Slowly, gaining control of her senses, she began to slow down and think. Ok, need to get out of here. Looking at herself she realized that she was wearing the same clothes that she'd picked out for school that day. Stealing a glance around the room, realizing that she was all alone in the cold room, she headed for the door. Tentatively testing the exit to the room, Misty's heart dropped when it wouldn't budge. Crap. It's locked, she thought. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks, Duh, they don't call me "Boost" for nothing. Putting her hands in front of her, she gathered her thoughts and energy blasted the door. The metal door flew off the hinges, and slammed into the opposing wall with such force the door ended up on the floor, bent in half.

Running out of the freshly made opening, Misty found her movement out of the building unobstructed. Running into the sunlight, she breathed in the first fresh air that she'd had in what seemed like months. Really it was only a couple of weeks, but being cut off from everything and being unconscious made it all drag out much longer. Surveying the surroundings, she read the sign in front of the building that she had run out of. "The Brotherhood of Bayville Boarding House."

What the heck? That whole time I was still in Bayville? she thought. The Brotherhood? I know I've heard of them somewhere, but where? Her mind was racing, but she couldn't figure it all out. What she really wondered was, what in the world does the Brotherhood and Pietro want with me?

Misty took no time to start running. She ran for her life. Running through Bayville, not caring who stared at her, or what was said about her. After what felt like hours, she arrived at the front gate of the institute. Slipping inside, she headed for the front door when she heard voices in the area of the swimming pool. Rounding the corner, she stared ahead in utter horror. What in the heck is going on here? her head was screaming.

Rushing towards the pool, everyone stopped talking and stared at her. Kitty ran up to her, throwing her arms around her best friend's neck. "I'm so glad you're back, Misty!" cried Kitty, tears welling up in her hazel eyes. "We were all so worried about you when you disappeared. What happened?"

"I'm not sure, my mind's a little fuzzy still. All I really know is I was hit on the back of the head by something hard. Everything else seems to be one big blank."

"Come on, lets have you looked over."

With that, Misty and Kitty made their ways to the others. Swarmed by the other students, Misty began to realize that this was more than an institute for mutants, it was her family. Feeling a warm hand on her shoulder, she turned and became face-to-face with a young lady. There were nearly identical, save for the fact that Misty's hair was longer than this stranger's hair. What in the heck?

"Misty," said Professor Xavier, "this is Lorelei, your twin sister."

But I don't have a sister, do I? thought Misty.

TBC….

Why did the Brotherhood kidnap Misty?

Is Lorelei reallyMisty's sister?

This and more in the next chapter.

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