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The tombstones didn't seem to frighten her. As a matter of fact, the girl seemed to be at peace. She closed her eyes and focused. She opened her arms wide as little silver birds began to appear around her. There were large birds, and little birds, songbirds and birds of prey. Her eyes glowed silver as she inhaled. The birds chirped and fluttered around her.
"Tamara. Tamara baby," a voice whispered. "It's time to go. You need to rest."
"Just a little while longer Mutter," the girl replied. "I want to see you."
"You're not ready Kleine," the voice replied. "Let go Totchter."
The glowing birds faded as she slumped to the ground. She looked up at the sky and whispered, "Mutter…Mutter? Oh Mama…I want to see you."
Tamara Lovestill sighed as she lay in the grass alone. Her beloved mother had passed away when she was nine years old. Now at fifteen years old, Tamara visited her mother's grave often. Tamara hadn't been able to see her mother, but she'd been able to contact her. The girl sat up and looked around. Her eyes had returned to a rich blue color, but her hair was a pure startling white. She pushed herself off the ground and headed back home.
What she didn't realize was that someone had been watching her little show. A man of some sorts, one that Tamara hadn't seen before. She could feel someone following her, so she turned around. She saw no one.
"Tamara."
The girl froze up. Who was that? She turned around to look. A man was levitating in front of her! Tamara stepped backwards in horror. She shuddered, looking up at the figure.
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?" Tamara demanded.
"I am Magneto. I am just like you. Alone, and forgotten…..mistreated and misunderstood," the man said.
"Well…Magneto, I don't know what you're talking about!" the girl yelled. "And I'm not interested!"
Tamara couldn't see much, but what she could see was darkness in his heart. His good intentions had gone awry a long time ago. She couldn't help but be afraid. Mutter had warned her about people like him. They only want to use you and then dump you when they're finished. She turned around in a dead bolt.
Magneto didn't like this at all. She couldn't escape him, and she wouldn't. He raised his hand and the man hole cover flew out at her. She gasped as it made contact with the back of her head. Tamara crumpled to the ground.
Magneto approached her, but was stopped by something else. A flash of light flew in between Magneto and Tamara's unconscious form. He looked around, aggravated. What could it be? Another burst of light appeared in front of the girl, but it wasn't light. It was electricity.
"Get away from her!" a voice called.
It was a boy, probably about seventeen-sixteen years old. He was running out towards the both of them. He was wearing a light blue tee-shirt with a jean jacket and a pair of jeans. He looked at Tamara on the ground and back at the boy. The boy's face was hard.
"Your girlfriend?" he asked, almost teasing the boy.
"Lay off man!" the boy yelled.
Magneto had not been aware of this other mutant. The boy's blonde hair was spiked with black as if he was recently electrocuted. His green eyes were narrowed at him. The boy darted towards Tamara. Magneto raised a car and threw it at the boy.
The boy fell to his knees his hands outstretched. Electricity flared around his body like a shield. He kept the field up and started running. By now Magneto was highly annoyed. He raised a hand and sent out a magnetic wave. The boy shorted out and dropped. The boy looked shocked and astounded.
"Who are you? What do you want with her?" he demanded, his voice shaking a bit.
"I am Magneto, Master of Magnetism. This young lady poses a talent. A talent I may be able to use."
The boy managed to inch over to Tamara. He pulled her head onto his lap. He looked up at Magneto.
"But why did you hurt her? Don't you know you could have KILLED her?" he demanded.
The boy held Tamara close to him and gave Magneto a hostile look. Magneto shook his head and said, "She was being difficult. I wouldn't have killed her anyhow."
The boy hugged her close to him and got to his feet. Magneto narrowed his eyes at the boy.
"You both come with me, or you put her down," he said coldly.
"How 'bout I don't put her down, and neither of us come with you?" the boy spat.
"Foolish child…" Magneto said.
The boy started to run off in a dead bolt. He had to dodge some pieces of metal, and was doing well. That was until he stepped on a metal sewer grate. Magneto removed the grate from under his feet, sending both kids down.
Tamara's eyes flew open. She looked around and hissed at the pain in her head. The boy put a hand on her shoulder. She turned to look at him.
"Cal? Calvin, what are you doing? Where are we?"
"Hey Tamara," the boy called Calvin smiled. "We're in the sewers. I was trying to get you away from the psycho who knocked you out cold. Now come on! We better move."
Calvin helped Tamara to her feet. The two kids looked around and began to move. They weaved their way through the sewers. After a while, Calvin looked at Tamara and said, "I didn't know you were a mutant."
"Huh?" Tamara said looking at him.
"You're a mutant…well so am I," Cal said. "I thought I was the only one around here."
Tamara smiled but winced and grabbed the back of her head. It hurt like HECK! Calvin looked at her with concern. He put a hand on her shoulder and asked if she was all right. She gave him a pained smiled before pointing to a man hole.
"Think it's safe to go up?" she asked.
"Let me go first," he said.
The boy started to climb up and pushed the man hole open. He looked around and said, "Hurry Tamara."
Tamara scrambled up the ladder, and the two bolted away from the man hole. The two continued walking until they heard, "There you are!"
Both kids turned in fear, but they only saw two kids about their age. The back of Tammy's hair was covered with blood. She had a nasty gash on the back of her head. The red-head reached out and asked, "Who did this to you? Who hurt you like this?"
Tamara looked at Calvin. Calvin stepped defensively in front of Tamara.
"Some dude called Magneto. He cracked her in the back of the head with a man-hole cover. I don't know what he wanted with Tamara, but he didn't seem to care for my interference."
The boy who was with the red-head nodded and said, "Come with us. We'll get help for you Tamara."
"How did you know my name? How did he know my name? I know Calvin so I hope he knows my name, but how do you complete strangers know my name?" Tamara demanded.
"Please let us explain," the red-head said urgently. "We're just like you….we're mutants. I'm a telepath, and he can shoot optic blasts. We were sent to meet Tamara by our professor."
"We hoped to meet you before Magneto…" the brown haired boy said. "We didn't want him to scare you."
"Well he did," Calvin said. "The dude knocked her out and tried to kidnap her, and he shorted me out like I was nothing!"
Tamara wobbled a bit as her knees gave out. The brown haired boy caught her before she hit the ground. He looked up at the other two. The red-head looked at Calvin and said, "Please…Will you come with us?"
Calvin looked at Tamara in the other boy's arms, then at him, and then to the other girl. He sighed and nodded. But then he looked at them wearily and asked, "What can you do?"
"I'm a telepath."
Calvin looked at the red-head in alarm. She smiled at him and said, "My name's Jean. This's Scott. What's yours?"
"Calvin…"
"Nice to meet you Calvin," Scott said. "The prof was unaware you were in the area."
"Who is this professor and what exactly does he want?"
"His name is Professor Xavier," Jean told him. "He's a telepath like me, except he's much more powerful than I am. He looks for mutants and offers them a safe place to stay where we can learn how to use our powers properly."
"He doesn't sound so bad," Calvin said.
"He's great," Scott said. "Tamara, Tamara can you still hear me?"
"Yeah…" Tamara groaned. "But my head hurts like a mother-"
"Don't you worry," Scott whispered. "We're almost there."
Speaking, even at a normal volume, seemed to hurt Tamara's head; she would wince every time they spoke. The four kids slowly made it over to the helicopter, where an African American woman was waiting for them.
"I see you've found them. Any problems?" she asked.
"I'm afraid so Storm," Scott said. "Tamara ran into Magneto and she got hurt."
"We also came across another mutant," Jean added. "Calvin, this is Storm."
The blonde waved nervously, his green eyes looking all over the place. Storm approached Scott and Tamara. She looked at the back of Tamara's head.
"She's got a nasty gash, possibly a concussion," Storm said.
Tamara winced again, and Storm gently placed a hand on her shoulder. She guided the girl into the helicopter, Jean following them. Scott and Calvin glanced at each other.
"It's safe."
Calvin just looked at him in shock. Scott grinned and said, "I promise we're not going to hurt you, or Tamara. We just want to help."
Calvin nodded and followed Jean. Scott took one last look around before joining them. Soon they were off the ground, and suddenly, Calvin didn't feel afraid anymore. Neither did Tamara.
