*A few hours later Kyra awoke to find harse white lights glaring down at her and bombarding her delicate eyes making it painful to open them. Kyra, slightly annoyed at not being able to see her surroundings, decided not to open them as of the pain she would receive if she did so. She also heard the annoying and never-ending patter of pacing footsteps. Much to Kyra's dismay it didn't sound like they were going to let up any time soon.

After repeatedly trying to sit up but only managing to slightly move her shoulders and head the pacing stopped and all that was heard was running footsteps but after repeatedly counting the footsteps it was clear there was more than just one person running over to her. It was taking far too long, everything seemed to move in slow motion and she really didn't have the patience to wait all day for them to reach her, her whole body ached and screamed at her. Everything felt weak and tight, her head rang furiously and it felt like her skull was being seared in half.

She heard muffled words and sentences but it took her a while to string them together, none of what she heard made any sense to her to she presumed to put the words together wrongly but she did make out the words travelling to her now more clearly. What Kyra heard confused her and slightly worried her.

"Sparrow! Kid ya all right?"

"come on Sugah! Wahke up for us"

She couldn't place faces to match with the voices she had just heard. She tried to answer the worried people that where calling to her, she tried with every bit of energy she had left in her fragile body but the words just wouldn't exit her mouth, they seemed trapped in there. This annoyed her tremensely as the voices began to shout and one sounded tearful. She heard more movement and then more shouts until her already black vision began to whisp and could and the last thing she heard was the calm and clear voice reassuring her that she would find her place in this world but that she had to be patient as there is more than she is allowed to see. The allowed part seemed odd to her but she didn't have time to question the voice as she blacked out into the endless abyss that seemed to swallow her up.

Back with the x-men

Scott paced back and forth angrily, his feet scraping along the soft golden carpet and his face was a contorted mask of embarrassment and anger, there was inaudible mutters escaping his cursing mouth. The rest of the living room was filled with a fair amount of the institute's students. Jean sat in the armchair behind Scott with what seemed like a permanent from fixed to her face; her eyes following Scott's every movement and gesture, she was reading what was going through Scott's head as she couldn't hear his mumbling and what Jean heard she agreed with.

Kurt, Bobby, Remy and Jamie where seated in a huddle of armchairs with worried and confused expressions glued to their faces. The boys where frowning at Scott and Jean, completely disagreeing with what they heard of Scott's mumbling. Jamie didn't seem to be that involved with the groups mutters and whispers; he was reading one of his favourite comic books and seemed totally engrossed by that.

"The new kid is irresponsible and out of control. She doesn't belong with us she is ill mannered and self centred, everything is about her and how we should tip toe around her!"

Scott barked this out, his face turning red and flustered. Jean was eagerly nodding and agreeing with Scott, it seemed that Jean didn't like the new girl because of how little details she knew about her, the fact she couldn't enter her mind because of the pain she received because of it and also because of the attention she seemed to be receiving. The rest of the rooms occupations disagreed strongly with what Scott and all of them where extremely annoyed at how callous the two were being. Bobby trusting his new family member immediately jumped to her defence.

"Geez man! Will you just leave Kyra alone! She asked us all not to shout at her, and that was the reason why! She was in the middle of apologising when you interrupted her, I mean did you see the look in her eyes? It looked like she was reliving a nightmare and you caused everything she went through the night. I agree with everything she said about you Scott she got you down to the bone man."

Remy also taking a liking to the mysterious new member of the x-men jumped to side beside Bobby and his new roomy.

"Oui! Leave le femme alone! She did not deserve what you did to 'er one-eye et she speaks Remy's language!"

"Ja und sie did try to explain Scott but du just didn't giver 'er a chance! I like her she is really nice and sie smiled at me! Sie didn't even scream or anything, und 'er eyes twinkled! She totally digs the fussy dude man! Oh und did du notice how pretty her eyes are?" Kurt was practically bouncing at his comment.

"Oui le femmes eyes are tres beau!" added in Remy.

"Sh guys she's like all tres beau! I mean I know she's in hospital and all but there's no point denying the truth!" declared and exasperated Bobby.

"Guy's did you see her mark? It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen but it kinda seemed a bit dark to me but still it rocked!" piped in Jamie who had now practically thrown his comic book down at Scott's feet who looked like he was going to explode with envy, anger and possibly many more emotions.

"Oh my Goodness! Guys like stop drooling over Kyra! She been through like hell and you guys are saying how totally twinkly her eyes are?!" Shouted a severely pissed Kitty who looked like she was going to claw the guy's eyes out.

Apparently she had heard the whole argument which then turned into a drooling fest. The angry Kitty looked straight at Scott and sent him a glare that would of put the world's leaders on their knees.

"And you! You deserve every ounce you like got from Kyra! And I like totally agree with every word she spat at you!"

Kitty turned on her heel and stormed out leaving everyone in the room lost for words, Scott was still annoyed and possibly many more negative emotions where engulfing him but there was a gleam of regret in his eyes.

Back with Kyra

She had had to put up with them all worrying about her and running around trying to do everything for her. The only one who didn't do that was Logan; he did send her worried and protective glances and was there to help her if she asked. He understood what she was feeling and that she wasn't used to all of this and that is why Kyra felt so safe with Logan.

She had had to put up with their annoying and confusing gestures and helping hands like they care; maybe they did care but even if they did care about her Kyra didn't know how to handle that. Kyra didn't know how to act around people who tried to help her and care for her it confused her and she felt out of place and clumsy having to put her guard down and trust them, she tried to do it but never managed to do so. Kyra was never treated right and that's why she felt so weird and claustrophobic with all their loving and worried attention, she had been her brother's 'friends' play thing, her mother's punching bag, her brothers out of jail card and there was other things that she didn't care to bring up in her already fragile yet guarded mind. All in all she was always being controlled, used and beaten; an object always in someone's possession.

well not any more she thought.

After escaping the medical wing and Mr McCoy's never ending tests and questions when his back was turned. She ran, ran as fast as her weak legs would carry her, she ran past shinny silver doors, libraries and dorm rooms, ran past all of the students including Scott and over-hearing his opinions of her to Jean; which earned her weird and worried looks. She ran down the large and regal staircase; almost stumbling and falling while doing it.

She heard loud footsteps chasing after her, she risked a glance behind her and saw Logan chasing after her with a worried expression in his eyes; not on his face as Logan rarely showed his emotions but it was plastered in his eyes. Tears began to well up in her eyes and betraying her by running down her check. She had learned to never show your in pain because it gives them more pleasure, it makes you weak. More and more started to stream down her cheek; all her beaten and controlled years started to show their effect on her now. Everything was just too over whelming for Kyra she was still running, running towards the large, looming front doors of the grand house she was staying in.

She never stopped running, she was no longer running from the love and care she didn't know how to handle but from the years of abuse that she had received which had chosen now to resurface and make themselves know. She burst through the mansions doors almost stumbling at the impact, the shadows where trailing behind her; following their master obediently. Where the shadows followed and tailed they left gouges and destruction behind them, they started to gather and pulse of their own accord like a dog preparing to guard and protect its master, pulsing and shaking the shadows crackled, they vaulted over Kyra's head; lunging straight at the reinforced steel gates that stood in front of her, barring her from freedom. They crawled over the gates bar's, hissing and crackling after a second or two they began to retreat back to Kyra like an elastic band snapping back into its unstretched form. The shadows where flying back to Kyra at an immense speed but her run never faltered, the shadowing assault hit its target head on but Kyra barely felt the shadows seeping into her skin. Her veins giving off a slight dark gleam while unnoticed by Kyra her eyes had turned into dark endless pits; her eyes had turned completely black like deaths cape. Her tears, still streaming down her face, turned the same unearthly black. It looked as if she was crying the darkest shade of black ink.

Logan was still giving chase behind the fleeting bird he saw before him but was struck dumb at seeing what the swarming swell of shadows had done to the institutes reinforced steel gates; there was a large hole in the gates, stretching from the bottom of them and up three quarters. The gates where still dripping hot metal that was one very solid bars. He couldn't move as he was in complete awe and his brain wasn't up to speed at what had just happened.

Kyra was running like the wind and the gracefulness of a fleeting shadow. She had reached the once tall and proud gates and threw herself through the hole that seemed like it was never going to stop dripping by the time Logan had recovered himself and began chasing after the little bird he rescued.