Wow so many more sweet reviewers. And I also give you my thanks whether you review or not. Reading and enjoying it good enough for me (Doesn't mean I don't like reviews though lol)

I didn't put any song lyrics in this chapter, oh no! Just kidding. Do you guys like it when songs in here, or does it get on your nerves? Just wondering.

So there is some very mild fluff in this chapter, not anything major but it helps move the story along, and I like PietroMadi moments Hehe.

And this chapter goes out to Hone'Sweetie and her very kind words to me. Thanks a bunch for getting me to finish this chapter.

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Madilyn found herself awakening with a back ache, lying on a bench. She had made her way to the park and slept there during the night. She sat up after a few minutes and stretched her arms out with a large yawn. Her clothes were wrinkled and her jacket was only still on her right arm. She looked around and noticed that her bag was now on the ground, dirt covered one side and the other was a bit opened. She could her picture of John peeking through the top. She picked it up.

"To bad you're not here John," said Madilyn, as if her brother could hear her through the photograph. "You'd probably lie on this bench with me, thinking of all the good things that will come out of this." Madilyn felt a bit home sick now, or more like brother sick. She missed him. His crazy antics, uncontrollable humor, how he could make everything better for his little sister. If only he would be back. A few of the people walking in the park gave her awkward stares as they passed.

Attempting to shake the feeling of, Madilyn pulled her phone out of the bag, putting the photo back. 12:38! Great, she thought. She was now late to school, again, for the second day in a row. She thought of Mystique's words though. The kids at school might not except her after the "weird stuff" that happened the day before. But, maybe if she went everyone would think that nothing happened. But, that would give them the chance to question her. Aargh! She was arguing with herself again. After taking the time to quietly think things over in her head, Madilyn decided.

"Hello? Mrs. Darkholme?" Madilyn had picked up her phone and dialed the number on the card she had found. She wouldn't be going to school today.

"Yes! Who is it?" Madilyn could tell it was Darkholme by the sound of her voice, but was unprepared by the woman's tone.

"Uh, Madilyn. Madilyn Allerdyce. I was just calling to except your offer."

"Oh," Mrs. Darkholme's tone changed. It was now calm instead of irritated and loud. "You have, have you?"

"Yeah," Madilyn responded quietly. "I have."

"Good then. Do you know where the town of Bayville is?"

"Umm… I'm pretty sure," Madilyn replied.

"Well, have your things ready later and go their. I'll find you."

"But how am I supposed to get there?" Madilyn sputtered out. Sure it wasn't horribly far away, but to walk all the way there. How did Mrs. Darkholme expect Madilyn to walk all the way?

"I don't know!" Mrs. Darkholme shouted out over the, her temper flaring up. "Just get there."

Madilyn pulled her ear away from the phone for a second agreed and closed the top of her cell down. Now it seemed waiting was the only thing she could do. She did, listening for music on her iPod for a while.

A while later the last lines of Just the Girl by The Click Five played through Madilyn's head. She had to admit to herself, she was getting a bit bored. She decided to take a stroll through the town. She gathered her things and straightened out her bag, then walked her way out of the park.

The sun was very bright, as high as it would probably get in a long time. It was autumn, almost winter. The sun wouldn't be up very much from then until summer, which was practically a year away. As Madilyn walked aimlessly, she could see the sun setting. Around her, buses from her school were driving students home. Family's were in there cars, probably going home to eat a nice, warm meal.

In the blink of an eye Madilyn remembered something that would take place that night, and that would help her so much.

Madilyn walked by her school at one point. She saw a bus that was out of place. All of the others were gone, just one was left. She recognized that members of the basketball team were boarding it. As fast as she could, she ran over to the bus. She received a few "Hellos" and some questions about why she wasn't at school from members of the team she knew, but ignored them and ran to the front of the line. She went in the bus doors and received a roll of the eyes and a look from the driver that said, "You really think I'm stupid enough to let you on?"

"She's our personal cheerleader," said a voice familiarly to Madilyn. It was none other than Pietro, who was now standing right behind Madilyn. She looked up somewhat and could tell that Pietro was smirking. She thought it was probably his idea of a joke and the next thing she knew he would have her dressed in a skirt with pom-poms. The bus driver gave another roll of his eyes and muttered something like, "Whatever." Madilyn took that as an "Okay," and moved to the back of the bus, finding a seat open seat. A few of the boys were throwing a basketball back and forth, some were telling jokes with each other.

"So," Pietro was sitting next to Madilyn now, "why weren't you here today." Madilyn was about to answer when Pietro kept talking. "Did ya' hear? We got Daniels stuck in jail now. That'll show him we're not to be messed with." He finally finished.

"To respond in order: One, I wasn't here because I slept in. Two, I didn't hear that but good to know. And three, you know it." said Madilyn. When she said that it was good to know that Evan was in jail, she felt it just so simple to be fine with it. Like, she had no regrets at all. It reminded her of something she had seen on a television show one time. It said that once you did something wrong, it was suddenly just so easy. But with a shake of her head, she sent the thought out.

The bus's engine started up and soon began to role out of the school parking lot. There was a swift turn on the corner out of the parking lot in order to avoid the curb, and after it Madilyn found herself in an awkward situation.

Many of the boys on the boys, mainly the ones who had been standing shifted and a few fell. One of them, along with his basketball, was pushed into Madilyn. This caused a chain reaction of her practically falling into Pietro lap. She shoved the boy off of her with an angry glare, but then noticed where she was positioned. Her legs stretched out covering most of the bus seat and her head was placed on Pietro's right leg. She blushed when she looked up at him and noticed that he was starring down at her, smirking.

Madilyn bolted up a few seconds later, hesitantly laughing in an attempt to cover up her embarrassment. Pietro laughed too, but because of the look on Madilyn's face when she realized where she was. A few members of the basketball team snickered as well; there reason was because practically any teenage mind would have "wrong" thoughts.

"Well I'm not that uncomfortable am I?" Pietro teased. Madilyn just stuck her tongue out back at him. The two spent the rest of the trip to Bayville in silence. Madilyn, because she wasn't to sure what to talk about after that mishap. Pietro, because he was busy thinking about something his dad had told him the day before.

As the bus drove on, now at a smooth road, the sun was setting. Before Madilyn knew it the bus had stopped in an unfamiliar parking. The girl figured she must have been lost in her thoughts. At the moment she figured that the bus might have stopped for gas, but by looking at the side of the building that read "Bayville High," she knew that they finally reached Bayville. Wonder how Mystique is going to-

"Hey Mads, you gonna' stare out the window all day or watch us win this game?" Pietro asked elbowing Madilyn in the shoulder. The girl shook her head to change her thoughts. She was there for reason, or two, after all. Pietro gathered his gym bag and slung it over his shoulder. If they could win this final basketball game he could win the trophy. He wondered if his dad would be there to watch this one last game. He knew his foster dad would be for sure, but not his real father. He was always gone.

"What's with the blank stare Pietro?" Madilyn questioned after seeing her friend's expression after standing up. She had gathered her bad as well and had it draped over her shoulder. Pietro looked over at her and his face changed back to it's normal smile. He replied, "Just thinking on something."

Madilyn laughed at her joke, "There's a shocker." Pietro couldn't help but laugh along too.

In no time the basketball team had filed off the bus, Madilyn along with them. When she stepped off of the bus she heard a familiar voice shouting, "Hey Allerdyce, your boyfriend in there?" Evan. As if could get no more annoying, was now referring to Pietro as her boyfriend. She rolled her eyes and turned around to were Pietro was standing on the steps.

"Mr. Maximoff, there's a porcupine freak here to see you." Madilyn joked, even though it was pretty much true. I thought Pietro said he was locked up though," She thought.

"Hey Maximoff!" Evan shouted, his voice full of anger, when he saw his rival.

"Well, well," Pietro smirked as he and Madilyn walked closer, "Out of jail already?" He looked around at the school, "Or is this miserable dump part of your punishment?"

Evan moved closer to Pietro, with a glare to Madilyn. "We've got a score to settle." He lounged forward to try and grab Pietro, but the speed demon was to fast. He dashed behind Evan as Madilyn stuck her foot in front of Evan, resulting with a fall to the asphalt.

"Oh, to slow," Pietro taunted, "But props for the attitude. There might be some hope for you after all, Daniels."

"Oh and about that score," Madilyn cut in, a smirk on her face, "I'd say it's about Pietro and me ten points and you, a mere zero. You've got some catching up to do." Evan scowled from the ground, but then look what seemed to be behind Pietro. Madilyn turned her view their also. Two members of the trio who tried to get her to join the X-men were right there. Standing at least five feet away.

"Is there a problem here?" Scott Summers asked, after seeing Evan on the ground. Evan stood up and brushed himself off.

"Nothing I can't handle," Evan said angrily.

"Are these the two who were stealing from the lockers?" Jean asked concerned.

"Stay out of it," Evan said between his teeth. Madilyn had never seen him this irritated, and, she found it kind of funny. Madilyn felt a hand on her shoulder, and quickly turned around to see Jean Grey.

"Is that true?" Jean asked.

"Dunno', maybe." Madilyn responded with a smirk. Jean pulled her hand off of Madilyn's shoulder with a quick 'ow.' You'd think they would learn by now, Madilyn thought.

"Is it?" Scott asked to Pietro. Pietro answered after swatting Scott's hand off.

"Actually, yeah. Well, it was just me. She came along for the fun," He said in a very cocky attitude. "Why, you going to do something about it?"

Scott grabbed Pietro's saying, "Look, I think you better come with us." Pietro spun around and pushed Scott to the ground.

"I don't think so," Pietro mocked. Evan suddenly couldn't take it any longer.

"That's it Pietro! You're going down this time." Evan lounged for Quicksilver, but one was to fast for the other and moved to the side.

"Ooo, sounds like a challenge," mocked Pietro. "Come on Daniels, let's see what you got." And with that the Quicksilver took off at the fastest speed he could, managing to run over his rival's back in the process.

"Trust me man, you're gonna' find out!" Evan shouted as he pulled a skateboard out of his gym bag. He in no time, rode off after Quicksilver.

"Well that was fun," Madilyn muttered to herself. She knew that she wouldn't be able to catch up with the two boys, but she also didn't want to stay behind with Jean and Scott. She noticed that Scott ran after the two and Jean stayed behind, and was walking closer.

"Can I help you?" Madilyn asked wishing the red head would go away.

"I do think I properly introduced myself." The teenage girl said. "I'm-"

"-Jean Grey, I know." Madilyn cut in.

"Oh. Well I just wanted you to know that there is always room for you at the Xavier Institute." Madilyn rolled her eyes. She had already decided where her loyalties lied; she wasn't going to change her mind without a very good reason. Jean continued, "You know, just because your boyfriend is making these wrong decisions doesn't mean that you have to." Jean had just struck a nerve.

"Who ever said he was my boyfriend!?" Madilyn couldn't stand, no, she hated when people would assume her and Pietro where going out. They were just friends, nothing more, nothing less. Now some lady who knew barely anything about was bring it up as well. "What gives you the right to assume that?"

"Nothing I-I" Jean stuttered, "I just figured, you know. I'm sorry."

"Whatever." Madilyn glared. She suddenly remembered Mystique. "Well, I've got to be going. Hope Evan has fun with you all." Madilyn pulled her bag up farther up her shoulder and turned away. She kept walking down the side walk that was near the road Pietro had run down.

'Got to be going…' What was I thinking? I have no clue where I'm supposed to go, none the less if Mystique is even here or not. But what if she is here. Then she never find me if I just hang around in school parking lot. But now that I think about it, maybe staying in one place would be better for her to find me. Aargh, I don't know and now I'm arguing with myself.

Madilyn shook her head to try and clear her thoughts. She looked at the windows and cars. All but a few had the glass broken and to say the least, were trashed.

"Wahoo!" Came a recognizable shout. A wall of wind came down the road, much like a sonic boom, and Madilyn has unsteadily pushed into a brick wall. It was harder than she expected and her arm was hit oddly. She had a feeling there would be a bruise there the next day. After a matter of seconds that pain in her arm was the least of troubles. The wind now spun into a vertex and cars flew around and around. But Madilyn could pick out one car that was still on the ground and not destroyed. It was sleek and black, with windows that couldn't be seen threw.

This mysterious car came closer to Madilyn, as the girl tried to avoid getting hit by the rubble. When the car got close enough, she new who it was. Mystique had rolled down the window, her irritation practically carved into her face, and shouted, "Get in." Madilyn hesitated. "Now!" Not wanted to anger her farther went to the passenger's side door and opened it. The twister and wind had stopped almost instantly. Madilyn could see Pietro pinned to the wall by Evan's spikes. The three X-men were questioning him, and ran off as the police cars began to approach.

"Well?" Mystique muttered. The women turned her gaze towards the same place as the girl was looking. "He'll be with us soon enough. Now get in her."

Pietro had been caught, and by that idiot Daniels and his cronies if anyone. He turned stopped his attempt to get free when the police got out of there vehicles. He glanced past them and saw a familiar girl, getting into a black car. He couldn't help be wondering what was going, and where she was going.

Madilyn took one last glace at Pietro, before getting into the car. She felt pathetic leaving him there, but she didn't have much of choice in the matter. Did she? She gave him a weak smile, unknowing whether he could see her from the distant, and inaudibly muttered, "Sorry." She got into the car and closed the door behind her. She could see the flashing red and blue light in the rear-view mirror.

She knew there was no going back now.

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It didn't take long until the car had stopped at a location unknown to Madilyn. It was an older, worn down house that looked as if it could fall down any day soon. Mystique grumbled as the two stepped out of the car, while shifting back into her real form. Madilyn spotted a sign outside of the house after she pulled her bag over her shoulder. It read, "The Brotherhood Boarding House of Bayville." While the girl read the sign, and then looked back to the house, she noticed it shook a bit then stop after a minute. What was she getting herself into?

Mystique began walking up the driveway to the house, Madilyn followed up behind her. When they got close to the door there was a loud noise on the other side of the wall and an angry growl. Mystique slammed the door open.

"Toad!" She shouted as she and Madilyn saw a dirty brown haired boy sitting on the floor, rubbing the back of his head. He literally hopped up at the sight of the women, then questioned, "Yo, who the chick?" Madilyn was about to answer but Mystique beet her to it.

"Get the others!" she said. Madilyn could tell she was irritated, no less than angry, with the boy.

"Hold up, Yo" said the boy known as Toad. When he spoke, Madilyn noticed his green tongue, and rather jumped than walked. It must have been where the nickname came from. Toad made his way into the next room over and when he came out two other boys followed him. One was very large, with a blond Mohawk. The other, who Madilyn noted looked more normal then the other two, had shaggy dark brown hair with a ripped vest and jeans.

"And Rouge?" asked Mystique.

"Ain't come out of her room all day," replied Toad.

"Well fine. This is Madilyn." Mystique introduced. Madilyn gave a weak smile and a small wave from the door way, unsure of what to say. Mystique continued, "She'll be going us, and I expect you to treat her better than you do my house." Her anger and voice rose in the last part of that sentence.

"Come on," Toad moaned. "No more girls in the bro hood house."

"Silence!" Mystique shouted. She turned to Madilyn, "This is Fred Dukes, also known as the Blob. Next, Lance Alvers, 'Avalanche.' And, "she rolled her eyes, "this pest is Toad, Todd Tolansky. Now I have to be going." With those last words Mystique turned out the door, slamming it behind her.

"So, uh, I'm Madilyn Allerdyce, or, uh, Ember." Madilyn spoke up after a bit of an awkward silence.

"Uh, hey," Lance muttered. He wondered, because they already had one odd girl in the group, if Madilyn would be another weird one. He shrugged it off, saying, "We don't really have anymore good rooms. You can have the couch. Might find some pizza left from Blob here though."

"No problem." Madilyn chimed. "It has to be better than a park bench, right?"

"Hey," Todd nudged Fred in the arm and said to him, "suddenly our life don't look so bad, yo." Fred let out a laugh and showed Madilyn to the living room. It was messed up like the rest of the house. One of the red-violet couch's cushions had the stuffing falling out of the side and was practically falling off. It had one mismatched pillow on the side. Madilyn remember it was the only place she had to go and plopped down on the couch, crossing her hands behind her head, and dropping bag on the ground.

"So uh, boss-lady tell ya 'bout the 'X-freaks.'" Toad questioned, now sitting on the living room floor, well, like a frog.

"Yeah, they tried to get me to join them," answered Madilyn, now sitting up, "I can't believe they use mutants, and just attack you guys for no reason."

Lance couldn't help but let out a slight laugh. "Is that the way she put it?"

"Uh, yeah. Why?"

"Well, it's more like we're the ones who end up attacking them. And there a bunch of goodie-goodies who all go with the X-men to live in some big old mansion. Go to our school too."

"Yeah, the Lance's favorite part," Todd announced making a 'kissey' face. Madilyn raised an eyebrow. Lance shot a warning glare at Toad, which was ignored when he continued. "Yep, Lance gets to see pretty Kitty everyday. Bet he wants to run and through his arms over his 'sweetums.'" Todd laughed, "Sick huh?"

"I don't know," Madilyn muttered. "It sounds kind of sweet to me,"

Todd groaned while Lance couldn't help but slightly blush. Todd muttered, "And just when I thought it might be easy to live with you."

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Madilyn, Lance, Todd, and Fred had spent the next half an hour talking. Just about things the girl may need to know to survive in Bayville. For example, don't bug Fred when he's hungry. The math teacher could easily put people to sleep. Also, not to mess with Rouge; ever. And above all, it was fun to mess with X-men kids, as long as you didn't mind them ganging up on you.

It was getting late, almost one in the morning. Madilyn wondered about school the next day. Lance said he was going to turn in for the night, because he was going to school in the morning. Madilyn took this as an opportunity to ask. He said that she could tag along with him and the boys and see.

Toad and Blob turned to there rooms around ten minutes later. Madilyn through her jacket to the loveseat next to her and took her shoes off at the foot of her make shift bed. She laid down after pulling a string to turn the light off. Closing her eyes, she had a feeling her sleep, and life, may be a bit better living with the brotherhood boys.

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Madilyn, a vision of herself that was much younger, walked through a park. There were flowers, trees, animals, and many other things that might have been in the fantasies of a young girl. The girl was happy, loveable, and fun the way all children are at such a young age.

In the distance, there was a young boy. He had spiky, red hair and was roughly a few years older then the girl. A huge grin was across his face, seeming as though he was ready to play, and win, a game.

"Come on Mads!" The boy shouted to the girl. "You're never going to get me at that speed!"

The girl chased behind him, her arms spread out in an attempt to reach him better.

"No fair John!" Madi shouted up to him, "You got a head start!"

"That doesn't matter," he said. "You're just slow!"

Madilyn kept running on an endless path. Soon, John was just a speck of light, seemingly miles away from her. The girl laughed thinking he was hiding. When she turned around, she was tackled by the young boy, being tickled on her sides. She laughed and laughed but heard an odd noised that stopped the giggles.

Knock!

The girl heard it again, louder this time.

Knock!

She had stopped her laughing completely. She turned behind her to see John but he had disappeared.

Madilyn let out a cried for her brother, but everywhere around her had began to vanish, fading into darkness.

Knock!

And with that it had all gone…

"Ugh…" Madilyn awoke by the sound of someone knocking at the front door. She groaned seeing out the window that it was still pitch black. How much sleep had she gotten in that time?

Another few knocks wrapped at the door, sounding impatient now. Madilyn groaned again, feeling weak. She made her way to the door, stubbing her toe on something in the shadows. She opened the door still half asleep.

"What?" She muttered.

A familiar tune perked up the girl's attitude. "Long time no see Madi."

It was Pietro. She couldn't help herself but to throw her arms around his shoulders and hug him. She didn't understand why, but she didn't want to let go. Pietro was warm, and suddenly felt safer with him around him. Pietro used his free arm that wasn't be used to hold his gym bag to hug her back, to the best of his ability. Soon, he noticed something, and pushed Madilyn back to get a better look. He was right.

"What, miss me so much you were crying over me?" Pietro questioned.

"Huh?" Madilyn wondered what he meant. She raised her fingers to under her eyes. She must have crying or something, her eyes felt wet. Maybe… "I was dreaming something. That must have been it."

"Sure," Pietro said with his smirk returning. Madilyn punched him playfully in the arm.

"Come on," Madilyn said, gesturing Pietro into the living room. "You get that side," Madilyn told him pointing to the right end of the couch.

"Side?" Pietro questioned.

"Yeah 'side.' I get the other. We'll squeeze until the morning."

"To cramped." Pietro said. "I'll just get the floor."

"Since when has a Maximoff slept on the floor?" Madilyn joked.

"Since when has an Allerdyce slept with somebody?" Pietro said back.

"Touché," laughed Madilyn.

So you likey? I know I do. And so I can clearify something before I might get some messages about it, Madilyn is just trying be helpful at the end of the chapter not gross or anything. Pietro on the over hand was joking about, well for older readers "sleeping with someone." Well yeah, you know what I mean.

More X-men students bashing in this, isn't in fun, (For all of use brotherhood members out there.) So yep. Tell me what you think in a review or message please. I'm happy to ask any questions.

Until next time...