Soo its after apocalypse and 3 and a half years later. So rogue, Kurt, kitty and the younger ones are around 17/18 and Cyclops & Jean is 19/20.

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3 years later…

97,98, 99, 100.

I put down the weights and I climbed onto my bed on the side of my cell. Being in juvenile hall for the past 2 and a half years, I found out loads of things I could do. Except escape. Duh. I grabbed the pipe that I yanked down further from the ceiling and pulled my body into a pull-up.

1, 2, 3, 4...

"Oi Faye! You got some visitors!" The warden yelled down the corridor.

I momentarily stopped to yell "Whatever!" and carried on.

5,6,7,8...

The people who came round the corner to my cell shocked me. It had been three and a half years. I could hardly recognise them in that short time. I didn't think they knew it was me neither. It was Professor Xavier, Jean Gray, Scott Summers and Logan.

"Oh. Look who it is. Come to ruin my life even more? Excuse me if I don't stop." I spat.

9,10,11,12...

"So what do you want?" I said, getting straight to the point.

13,14,15,16...

"We want you to join our team." Scott said.

"Well Cyclops." I paused.

17,18.

"Why would you want me to do that? I'm no one special. Hell I'm in juvenile hall!" I joked.

19,20,21..

"Well, you have special properties. Your like us. A mutant."

"Oh my God! Your still on about 3 years ago. Aren't you?" I asked, still repeating the easy task I did every day.

Believing it didn't happen.

22,23,24.

"Yes we are. We think you posses a unique ability and-" I cut Jean off, I couldn't stand her anymore.

"Thanks but no thanks. I'd rather stay here."

"LOOK! We are offering you freedom and all you have to do is come to America with us!" Logan growled to me.

25,26,27,28

"Wow. He speaks. Look fine! I'll go with you! I'll only end up coming back here anyway!" I spoke clearly.

"Now if you don't mind." I signalled them to leave. I heard Jean muttering under breath about 'wasted time'.

"We will pick you up in a few days." The professor said and followed the rest of the team.

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2 days later…

The cell opened up and I stepped out and heard the cell shudder shut for the last time. Well, last time for a while anyway. As I walked along, I heard the boys jeering at me. I heard a few 'congrats' and a few 'lucky bitch'. Oh well. I'm out any way. An officer escorted me down to the bottom floor. Yeah I know I was in juvie for a few years but jeez I don't need to be escorted in a lift!

As I reached down there the whole team was there, every single one of them.

"Wow, I'm so going to go berserk, kill every one of you and make a run for it. Aren't I?" I sighed.

"We wanted to meet you. I'm sorry where are my manners? I'm Ha-" I cut the bug furry ape-man off. I think meeting mutants again had my 'powers' starting up again.

"Hank. I know. I need to go back to my house for clothes. If they still fit me." Hank looked confused but nodded.

"So. Let's go. Now. These are the only clothes that I have and lets face it. it's an orange jumpsuit. It's the end of November." I muttered. But then it hit me. What was the day? "What's the date?"

"It's December. The ninth." Scott said to me.

Tears built in my eyes and I refused to let them fall.

"Wow. I've turned 18 almost a week ago." For the first time I felt empty, I lost years of my life and I didn't even realise it. I didn't even know what I looked like!

I didn't want anybody to say anything to me so I turned around and walked towards the plane and let a few tears down my face.

As we got on the jet (whoa!), I was instructed to sit at the back and put the seat belt on. Time seemed to zoom away as the next time I looked out the window, I saw the familiar estate. As the plane came to a halt and hovered above the ground I snapped my seatbelt off and bolted to the door and flung it open. I could feel the rest of the team trying to get after me but shook them off. I had more than 2 years of energy inside me.

I banged on the door of my house so hard I'm surprised I hadn't smashed a hole in it.

The door opened with my mum behind it. Not looking impressed. But she looked happy and relieved as she noticed it was me and I swung my arms around her neck and sobbed into her neck.

Logan's POV

I saw the kid run up to the house and I leapt after. She could escape. The last thing we need is another rogue on our hands. One is enough. She banged on the door so hard I could hear it from the plane. Heightened senses or not, it was loud. Damn kid. A woman came out and Faye leaped into her arms and cried.

Faye's POV

I was so happy. I saw my mother, father and sister and spent a while speaking to them.

"I'm going to pack. I'll let them explain" I trudged up the stairs, vaguely remembering my way. I looked into my room and everything was where I left it. My guitar (which I spent around 3 years just learning how to play) , my old calendar from years ago still hung on my wall and my bed was still in its place.

Oh my gosh. That is long for me. Hehe.

Im sorry its rubbish. If youre like 13 or 14 your writing isn't going to be as good if you are 19+. If that makes sense.