I actually was considering skipping this episode because I honestly didn't like it in the original, but oh well. I'm going to try to make it different this time, and I hope you will like!

Shout-Outs: To LookHowUniqueandWittyIAm for creating Lily! She's a great character!

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The figure sniffed the air, knowing that she was close. It only took her a moment to realize where she was, and she smirked when she saw the water tower nearby. What an excellent way to scout the territory!

She walked up to the fence, wondering who they were kidding when they put the "NO ADMITTANCE" sign up. She thought that if anyone was going to get in, they could get in easily. So what was the point of having a rule against it?

A minor tingle ran down her arm, a pain she was used to. Her hand shifted and changed before her eyes, her fingers twisting and contorting until there was a large, animal-like claw in its place. She smiled at the appearance of her "inner-self," and then slashed through the chain link fence as though it were made of paper. Her claw shifted back into a hand, and then she headed into the area, ready to climb up the ladder to the top of the tower.

Grant stared down at the paper on his desk, waiting for the bell to ring so that he could hurry off to meet the others for lunch. He had already finished his work, and the other students around him were working so hard on their assignments that it almost made him want to laugh.

The bell finally rang, and he could hear the collective sigh of relief. He got up and placed his books in his backpack, and was almost out the door when the teacher called out for him.

"Mr. Forsythe, can we talk for a moment?"

He walked up to the social science teacher. "Of course, Mr. V. What do you need?"

"I just wanted to congratulate you on your extra credit project on the Star Wars Program," the teacher said as he pulled out an almost dated digital video camera from the drawer of his desk. "I was wondering if you'd be interested in another project."

"Thanks. And I'd love to," Grant said truthfully, feeling as though it would give him something to do afterschool besides regular homework and DR sessions.

"It's a film project, and the county board wants every school to submit one student and his or her film in a festival. The theme of your project can be anything important to you, but the overall theme of the festival is current events," explained Mr. V as he handed the camcorder to Grant. "The project will be due at the end of the week, and I expect great things from you."

Grant thanked him and left to go play with the old model camcorder, zooming in and out over the city. It may have been old, but it was sophisticated enough to see the Institute on the horizon, and he could even zoom in on the gates. He was surprised to see Logan riding in on his motorcycle. "The Institute? Wow, it actually has the auto-zoom feature, which can really focus in on the photons-"

"Grant, quit with the nerd talk!" said a voice as someone clapped him on the shoulder. The malleable teen jumped, his neck and head stretching out for a second before he remembered where he was and retracted.

"Kris! Don't do that!" he exclaimed as he eyed the orange-haired mutant behind him. "Someone might see me stretch!"

"Sorry," Kris said sheepishly. "But come on! You have to see this! If we don't hurry, you'll miss it!"

The girl's eyebrows rose. Now was her chance to show her father that she could handle anything he asked her to do. She put away her binoculars after seeing two of the Xavier brats talking over a camera. A camera that just glimpsed the location of the mansion and of Wolverine.

She morphed into full beast mode for just a moment, the pain shooting up her back as her spine and shoulders twisted into an almost hunch-back shape. Her hands and feet elongated and contorted into claws and paws. She felt the familiar itching feeling as the hair grew all over, providing a thin layer of heat on the fall day. She felt her eyes and ears change along with her face.

She stretched out her neck, popping a loose joint and let her healing factor fix the rest. It only took a moment before she smirked and then jumped from the top of the tower, crashing into the ground below. But like some animals, she got up without a hitch.

"Look! That girl Taryn, the one from the soccer team, is planning on asking Alex out! And we all know how he is with girls!"

Grant's interest was piqued, and he clipped his head around and pointed the camera. Alex was at his locker about halfway down the hall, probably getting his books for the next class. Taryn, a cute brunette with long hair, was slowly approaching him, probably trying to get up the courage to ask.

"Should we be doing this?" asked Grant, nervous. "It feels…dirty. Sleazy."

Kris clapped him on the back. "Nonsense. It'll be great."

The other wasn't so sure, but he pointed the camera anyways. He hit the audio-amplifying button, and with a little tweaking, they could hear the coming conversation over the normal hallway buzz.

"Hey, Alex," the girl said, fiddling with her hair. "How are you?"

Alex was taken aback, and Kris was smiling from behind the camera. "Oh, um, hi…Taryn. I'm fine. You?"

"I'm fine now," Taryn began, "but I won't be fine tomorrow night."

The boy really didn't know what to think, and had not fully caught on yet at all. "Why not?"

The girl smiled brightly. "Well, I've got no one to spend it with."

"See!" the supercharging mutant exclaimed, and Grant had to hush him.

Alex rubbed the back of his neck with nerves, his blush growing. "Well that's too bad."

Taryn moved closer to him, and the two boys watched Grant step back a step. "I was actually hoping that you could be my company tomorrow, Alex. Do you want to come over and hang out after school?"

The blond-haired boy was blushing so hard that the walls were starting to catch the red glow from his cheeks. "Um…I'll have to…um…check first."

"Of course!" Taryn said, smiling and moving off. "I will see you then!"

Grant pulled away from the other hallway, turning the camera off. Kris was excited, practically giddy.

"I'm glad he's got a date, but that was so fun to watch," Kris said, almost to the point of laughter. "That big guy with the big appetite could fight anything head on, but he really can't talk to a girl."

"Oh, it wasn't that bad," Grant tried.

"What wasn't that bad?" asked a voice from behind, and when he turned around, they met the happy face of Alex.

Kris and Grant nervously looked at each other and said, "Nothing much," at the same time.

The other boy just looked at them like they were crazy. "Do either of you need a ride home? I think Ava's about to leave."

Kris nodded. "Yeah, I do."

Grant shook his head, pointing to the camera. "No, I think I want to walk home and see about some shots for the video project Mr. V assigned me."

"Suit yourself and good luck," Alex said, smiling as he headed toward the parking lot with the Asian mutant.

The malleable mutant hurried outside, pointing his video recorder at any interesting people. He caught a couple making out behind a bush, a few skateboarders doing tricks, and one of the teachers taking a nap in their car. People were laughing and carrying on, catching up after a long day of schoolwork.

He continued into the city, keeping his eyes peeled for anything out of the normal. He was busy trying to figure out a theme for his project, and it hit him almost immediately.

"Normal! That's it!" he exclaimed into the empty street. Or so he thought.

Suddenly, a tall black-haired girl ran up and grabbed the camera right out of Grant's hands. She sped off, not caring if she ran through traffic or not, and nearly got ran over in the process. Twice.

The girl hunkered down below someone's stoop, looking through the camera footage. She rewound the tape and found exactly what she was looking for. She saw the camera do a panning shot of the town, and then turn towards a large mansion in the background. It focused in and she listened to the boy explain that it was the Institute, and some nutty thing about photons. Nerd.

"Hey! Give that back!" Grant said, running after her. He was tempted to use his powers to get it back somehow, but in the middle of the city? That wouldn't help at all.

He rounded the corner and there it was. The camera was sitting on the sidewalk, waiting for anyone to take it. He picked it up, worried that it might be broken, and then looked around for the girl. As far as he could tell, she was gone.

He pocketed the camera, deciding to head back to the Institute.

Grant awoke to the sound of his alarm at six thirty sharp. He got up and stretched, not paying attention as his arms and neck went in every direction imaginable for only a split second, and then they recoiled like rubber bands.

He walked over to the desk, taking care of some last minute homework, and the advanced algebra danced in his groggy head until someone knocked at the door at seven.

"Hey, Grant," Storm began. "Breakfast is in ten." She looked down and saw the camera. "And what's this?"

"My history teacher assigned it to me as an extra project. I'm supposed to film something that's important to me," he explained.

Storm smiled. "Well, just make sure that you are careful. We don't want anyone finding out any secrets."

Grant nodded. "Don't worry, Miss Ororo. I'll be careful."

She smiled and left the room, leaving him to change clothes and get ready for breakfast.

Ava took one look at the brown sweater and declared it a no. She pulled up the pink camisole and almost put it on, but it was clear that it wasn't going to work. She wondered about the blue one, and even the green one, but neither seemed to work.

"Oh, I know! The purple." She pulled it out of the pile of tops and tested it out, and was almost to the point of putting it on when she looked over and saw something she did not expect to see.

"Grant," she began, her eyes and hands beginning to flash with amaranth light, "if you don't get out of my sight right now, that camera will be so far up your-"

He shut off the camera of his own accord, closing the door quickly before she could fry him and prove her threat to be accurate.

"Seriously?" he asked himself as he turned off the camera. "Am I really that gross? Kris must have gotten to me."

The girl approached the clump of trees, hoping that she had successfully gotten the right information. She didn't even get to the woods before a voice barked, "Lily! Did you find him?"

She smiled. "Yes, Daddy. The Institute is a giant mansion on the east side of the city. You really can't miss it."

"And you're sure he's there?" the voice growled.

Lily nodded. "Yes, I am. I found one of Xavier's brats, and he practically led me right to it with his camera."

The man came out from behind the trees, his too long dirty blond hair looking like he hadn't washed it in days. Lily was lucky that hygiene wasn't inherited, but that dark look on his eyes like a predator certainly was. "Good. Come on."

"Of course."

Grant stepped outside the Institute, carrying his trusty camcorder. He wondered if the morning training simulations with Logan were happening, and thankfully, they were.

Rivera, with her two clones, were going over martial arts moves that Logan had mastered over the years, and Rivera was teaching him with a few moves of her own from her karate days.

"All right, this almost isn't fair," Logan said as she perfectly mimicked his move once more, her muscle mimicry power working to her advantage. "How's about we spar? I won't use the claws, I promise."

Rivera shrugged, Chayce agreeing and Maya disagreeing. To Grant's best knowledge about the mental connection between the three Riveras, the main Rivera was the deciding vote between the always opposite Chayce and Maya. It was almost like Rivera's two external sides were representations of her inner morality and conscience, and it was almost Freudian psychology right down to the letter. She put people who had multiple personality syndrome on the proverbial pedestal, so they say.

The beginning of the fight pulled him out of his geek rant and into full concentration on the fight. He watched as the two (or is it four?) mutants traded blows, Logan never letting Rivera's tripling powers get ahead of him. Besides that, the three girls could match every move he made, but he was far stronger on a physical level, and he had countless years of experience.

As Grant weighed the pros and cons between the two sides, ultimately it came down to whoever could deal a finishing blow, and if Logan could use the claws, he would probably have her beaten already.

The banter between the two combatants was almost as interesting as the "mirror" fight itself, as the main Rivera and the Canadian mutant talked back and forth, jeering and snapping at each other with snarky remarks, but it was all in good fun.

Rivera unleashed an onslaught of karate kicks and punches, forcing Logan back. Chayce and Maya were at the ready to stop his counter-attacks, and Rivera kept pushing him backward.

Out of nowhere, there was a growl, and to the untrained ear, it might have come from Logan. But all of them knew something was wrong, and Rivera just gasped.

"Was that a wild animal?" she asked.

Logan shook his head, a deep guttural growl coming from within. "No. It's Sabretooth!"

Without warning, a huge burly man, taller and more heavily built than Logan, rushed out from the trees. He had claws like some kind of feral animal, and his fierce growls were intimidating all of them.

"That's that guy that Alex and Kris fought!" Rivera exclaimed.

But he wasn't alone this time, to everyone's surprise. A girl with black hair and a smug expression on her face jumped from a tree and Grant knew her immediately.

"Hey, you're the one who tried to steal the camera!" he said, still rolling the tape.

She said nothing as her appearance began to change, and suddenly, she was a sleek, seven-foot tall, beast of a girl with wolfish features and claws that looked to be sharper than Sabretooth's. She growled and the two beast-like mutants rushed for Logan like crazed animals.

Despite Logan's claws and battle-stance, the two mutants working together quickly overtook him and soon enough, they were on the ground, trying to hold him down.

Grant sat the camera down and rushed over to help. He wrapped his stretchy arms around the animalistic man and yanked as hard as he could, which was only a nuisance to him because he slashed his claws across the soft skin and made Grant yelp away.

The three Rivera's rushed forward and tackled the girl, pulling her off. Without Sabretooth's added help form the girl, Logan kicked his long-time rival off of him and into a nearby tree.

"You're pathetic, Victor. You let your daughter try to fight me?" Logan asked, bearing his claws.

Sabretooth made no comment, just a simple grunt with a fierce look of anger. As soon as he got up, Wolverine sped forward and stabbed right through the man's gut, and into the nearby tree.

"NO!" the girl yelled, suddenly overpowering the three girls and slashing through one clone's gut. Rivera exhaled in pain and moaned, the three of them collapsing onto the ground. With a white flash, the two clones disappeared and Rivera was left on the ground.

The girl, obviously crazed, rushed forward with her powerful beast body and slammed into the Canadian mutant, knocking him off of Sabretooth. The mutant's healing factor came into effect and the six wounds from the adamantium claws began to recover.

Worried about Rivera, Grant tried to stretch toward Sabretooth to bind him to the tree, despite his bleeding wound, but the mutant simply grabbed both arms and used his impressive strength to swing him around like a rope and into a tree, incapacitating him.

Sabretooth and the mysterious girl who was most likely Sabretooth's daughter continued their walk towards Logan. The mutant heard his teammates join them in full uniforms, a light breeze from Storm's powers enveloping the area. "Back off. He's mine!"

Sabretooth rushed him, but Wolverine traded blows very quickly. They began to grapple, their respective claws out, when static electricity began to fill the air.

"No! This is not the place for your private war!" the woman yelled, air swirling into a makeshift cloud. A bolt of powerful white blue electricity slammed against the blond-haired mutant, but it could only phase him for a moment. She tried another, but the man pushed through it and kept moving.

His daughter rushed the other members of the team, but a quick blast of green energy from Alex's hand blasted her back, but only for a moment.

"Geez," Kris said, dodging a swipe from the beast-girl. "What's the deal with animal-like mutants? Do they ever stop coming?"

Ava summoned the most ferocious gust of wind she could, a near vortex coming with a lot of her concentration. The tall beast form girl only held it off for a mere moment before she powered through it, nearly slashing the Storm Siren with her claws. The wind subsided as she jumped backwards to evade the girl.

Dean hurried over to Rivera, who was still collapsed on the ground. She looked to be unconscious, and Dean realized that she must have gone into shock. The collective mind must have given her the pain that her clone had felt, and since nothing was wrong with the main Rivera's body, she wasn't actually wounded. Just in a lot of pain.

"Ease the nerves," she commanded to her powers, also adding a few major nerve names along the way. If not for her advanced Anatomy course with Xavier, she would never have come this far. Almost instantly, Rivera's expression seemed to lighten.

Grant was slowly recovering, glad that Rivera was going to be all right. Dean offered a check-up, but he shook his head, opting to fight. It was only a cut on his arm and a light knot on his head.

He joined just as Storm, Alex, Ava, and Kris fired a combined attack on Sabretooth and the girl. Green, orange, amaranth, and white blue energy seemed to combine into one blast that slammed against both mutants and knocked them to the ground.

Sabretooth knew it was over, his expression failing. He looked to his daughter and pointed towards the woods. "This isn't over, Logan!" Both mutants dashed towards the woods like only animals could, and Logan joined them without another thought.

"Wolverine!" Storm yelled after him, landing lightly on the ground. "No!"

Logan followed the scent, ripping through the underbrush at a speed only adamantium claws could provide. To Wolverine's chagrin, the trail ended at a small creek, and their scents were gone. They could have left the water anywhere. He growled, and almost felt like chopping an entire forest down.

With surprising swiftness, Dean healed Grant to the best of her ability. It was still sore, and the cuts would still scab, but she managed to speed up the process greatly and stop the immediate danger. And his head healed without a hitch, thankfully.

Grant decided to apologize to Xavier and Logan. After all, as he figured out, it was his fault that Sabretooth and his daughter even knew where the Institute was. He had led the girl right to them, and she had relayed the message to her father.

He headed straight to Xavier's office, knowing that it was the right thing to do. As he got to the door, he heard raised voices. Curiosity killed the mutant teenager, Grant guessed.

"But Xavier, you have no idea what he's put me through!"

"Yes, Logan. I do. I've been inside your mind and I have seen the things he has done to you in the past. Although the beginnings of the rivalry are unclear, I have seen what the two of you have done to each other over the years," Xavier said with a warm and wise tone. "But I do not appreciate the involvement of our students in your private affairs."

"But it's not like I had a choice! Sabretooth just showed up! How was I supposed to know? And how do I make 'em go away? They're heroes, Xavier. They'll do what's right, even if it kills 'em."

Grant could almost see Xavier shift in his seat. "I agree. And I respect them for that. But that does not mean that you should directly involve them with this kind of matter. Sabretooth is dangerous, Logan, as well you know. And his daughter, as unexpected as that was, has proven to be just as formidable. I only ask that you be more careful with the children in the future."

Logan was fuming, that much Grant could tell by the labored breathing. Wolverine sighed. "Fine. But you know he'll be back."

"Well, he won't come here again. He knows that the automated defenses will detect him," Xavier said.

"Hmm. That's the problem. He'll want to get me away from here, alone. And that means…"

Xavier's eyes widened. "He'll need a hostage."

"Got it in one," the temperamental mutant said.

"That means that all of the students are in danger," Xavier said, thinking over the options. "Why don't you and Storm do a patrol? I would trust you to include students, but given the danger of Sabretooth and his daughter, I think we should keep it as far from them as possible. I would rather avoid another injury like Rivera's again."

"Yeah, all right. How is Echo anyway?"

"She's doing much better," explained Xavier. "Dean has been working with her for the last couple hours, trying to ease the pain and transition. Her clone was wounded, and when it is summoned again, it will be as though it never happened, but Rivera still has to get over shock."

Grant pulled away, worried now. He considered going in there, but he was suddenly struck with an idea. He grabbed the camera from his backpack and went upstairs.

"No freaking way!" Lily said, yelling. She was still pulling bits of char from her hair. "You're not seriously going to leave me behind when you leave!"

Sabretooth nodded, using one nail to dig grime out of another. "Boss's orders."

Lily shuddered, but she didn't let her father see. "I don't see why you let him boss you around."

"He's," her father began, thinking it over, "done a lot for me in the past few years."

In truth, she could see why in every way. But she never wanted to admit that she was afraid of that stupid megalomaniac. "So why am I staying here?"

Sabretooth leaned in and whispered the answer in her ear.

"So why am I out here again?" Ava asked, watching Grant turn on his camera. She was suspicious of his motives, and Kris seemed to be in on it.

"I need you and Kris to do some arguing for me. You think you can do that? I need it to be as loud as possible."

Ava smiled mischievously. "Oh, I can do that easily." She turned toward the orange-haired mutant. "How many times is it gonna take before you figure out the Danger Room?"

"Does it matter?" Kris asked, his smile widening. "I mean, aren't all the sessions broken anyway with you as the leader?"

She glared at him, and although they both thought it was not a real argument, that was a low blow. "Well, maybe if I had better team-mates, I could lead better. I don't think it's my fault that there are IDIOTS who don't pay attention."

Kris grinned. "Oh, we pay attention all right. Just not on the goals." She looked at him, confused. "By the way, have I ever told you how much I love your uniform?"

Her eyes flashed. "Oh, you really are in for it now, you good-for-nothing twerp! There's an explanation for how much skin I have to show! My skin needs more contact with the air for better control of my powers."

"So are you looking to…increase that control anytime soon?"

Before Ava could retort, someone growled, and Grant turned the camera to see Sabretooth and his daughter rush from the woods. Grant jumped in surprise as he was rushed first, and grabbed him.

"You're mine!" he yelled, lugging the malleable mutant overhead.

Grant smiled. "I've been expecting you." As he said it, his body suddenly turned into an almost web-like array, draping itself around the beastly mutant. Before too long, his entire body was wrapped around the enemy. "There's no use struggling. My body is like a wet rag on yours."

The beast-girl tried to swipe the stretching mutant away from her struggling father, but Ava had different plans. "Oh, no you don't!" Ava yelled, firing a bolt of amaranth lightning and knocking the opponent backwards. "Aurum, how long can you hold him?" She asked, commanding the weather to blast another bolt at the animal-like girl.

He struggled against Sabretooth's massively inhuman strength. "Not long."

"Tempest, shock me!" Kris yelled as the animal-girl approached him. Before Ava could manage that, the girl dashed with surprising speed and grabbed Kris. An orange glow surrounded him, somehow, surprising the girl. The energy flowed into her, supercharging her powers.

For a split-second, she went all animal and shifted into a canine completely, losing all form of human sense. Once the contact ended, the girl immediately shifted back to her animal-like form, growling at the energy charging mutant.

"How'd you do that?" the girl demanded.

Kris could only shrug as Ava blasted him with electricity. He began his own onslaught, using borrowed power to fire at the enemy. The girl dodged his attacks, using inhuman speed to dart past orange bolts and twist through trees.

Suddenly, teeth gripped into Grant's golden flesh and he lost focus and let go. His body retracted to normal and Sabretooth grabbed him and flung him surprisingly far, right through a brush pile.

"Pickin' on kids, Creed?" yelled a gruff voice. To the kids' relief, Wolverine jumped out of the trees, claws blazing and orange uniform glinting. "Big mistake!" The man leapt forward, slamming the mutant into the ground, claws pointed toward the neck.

"Yeah? Why?" the man asked incredulously, practically spitting into Wolverine's face.

"'Cause it really ticks me off!" Wolverine yelled, picking up the mutant and hurling him into a tree, where Dean was waiting. Grant had planned it from the start.

"Sleep," the biological manipulator whispered, only having an effect on Victor. Grant nodded in victory when the man fell completely asleep, and she made sure that he wouldn't wake up for another few hours with another near-silent command.

"No!" the girl yelled.

Logan nearly chopped her head off, but both Ava and Grant held him back. "Get offa me! She's just as dangerous as he is!"

"I'm not disagreeing, but I think we should let her go. For now," tried Grant.

Ava tried to think of a good offer. "If we are not right, we'll drive you to get revenge on her ourselves."

"But why?" Logan asked.

Ava caught his eye. "Has she done anything to you? Personally, I mean. Do you have any reason to not think she was just doing what her father wanted her to do?"

"Well, no," Logan tried, "but we'd be fools to trust her."

"And I don't," Grant added. "That doesn't make hurting her right, just because of who her father is."

The girl looked from the X-Men to her father, and then back to Ava, her mind in full bewilderment. "You're…letting me go?"

Ava nodded. "Yes. But consider this your only shot. Xavier would have wanted us to do this."

She gave one long look to her unconscious father, lying near Dean. "Fine. I would have beaten you losers anyways." And with that last remark, she was gone, disappearing into the trees as quickly as she had come.

Kris looked at Ava and Grant, flabbergasted. "Are you really letting her go?"

They both nodded. "It's the right thing to do."

"For now," Logan said, turning towards the field leader. "You planned this, didn't you?"

Ava shook her head. "No. It was all Aurum's idea."

Grant was about to apologize, but the Canadian mutant shook his head. "You had a good strategy, kid, but DO NOT DO SOMETHING THAT CRAZY AGAIN! YOU COULD HAVE ALL BEEN KILLED!"

"Thanks," the stretchy boy said, cheeks red. "And we won't do it again."

"I know you won't," Logan said. "Because you're all grounded."

Kris, Ava, and Grant groaned, while Dean had such a sour look on her face it may as well have been a groan.

"So what's gonna happen to Sabretooth now?" asked Ava as Logan pulled the beastly man up over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. "Haven't you two been duking it out over the years?"

"Yeah," Logan answered. "Don't worry, he'll get a nice cooling-off period."

While Jade and Astoria were eating a gross Chinese take-out dinner, Archie and Tristan were sitting there, playing a game of cards. It was a surprisingly quiet night for the Brotherhood, with homework lazily forgotten and arguments that haven't begun.

"Read 'em and weep," the hydrokinetic said, laying down his three of a kind, Aces high. He made a grab for the deck, but Tristan shot him with a quick, barely hot beam of energy.

"Not so fast," Tristan said, grinning mischievously. He laid down his royal flush, and Archie went into uproar.

"Oh, come on! That's the third big play you've gotten in a row! You must be cheating somehow!"

Tristan raised an eyebrow. "Prove it."

Archie was about to comment when Jade whistled from the lopsided kitchen table. "Guys, let's not argue. I swear, I do not want to hear it from any of you tonight."

"What? Did you start your period?" Archie asked, and both girls were almost shocked he went that far. Even Tristan was amazed.

Jade snapped her fingers, yellow energy enveloping him. The others laughed as Archie began to move in slow-motion, trying to flip them all off as they continued to laugh at him.

"That'll teach you to make period jokes," Jade said, feeling extremely satisfied with herself.

Without warning, a door slammed open. Everyone went on alert, and even the energy surrounding Archie went away. "What's going on? Is Mystique pissed again?"

To their surprise, a black-haired girl with dark eyes appeared. No one knew who she was, and the look of pure annoyance was evident on her face. "I think I found the right place."

They heard sounds from the upstairs, and all watched as the blue-skinned woman appeared. "Who are-?" She paused, looking the girl up and down. "Lily? Lily Creed? What are you doing here?" Mystique walked over and they embraced for a tight moment, and Tristan wasn't sure if they were forcing it or enjoying it.

"I think you know why I'm here," she said, her look serious. "The boss doesn't think you've been doing an accurate job. I'm just here to make sure you do."

"Boss?" Astoria asked, her blue bangs glowing in the light. "Who's the boss?"

Tristan kept his ears open, hoping for someone to say the information he needed. He and HYDRA had their suspicions, but it wasn't solid yet. If this new girl would tell them, he could easily get the information across.

"That's none of your concern, Spice," Mystique said, pointing upstairs. "Everyone, get off to bed. I need to talk with Lily, or would you prefer to be called Belle? Isn't that what you wanted your codename to be?"

She nodded. "Yep. I don't mind either one, but if it is Belle, I don't want to hear any Beauty and the Beast jokes. I love that movie."

They laughed and grudgingly headed upstairs. Tristan almost considered staying down and listening to their conversation, but decided that he could find the information out in another way. He yawned, heading up to bed.

Grant proudly pressed the play button, and Mr. V watched happily as the title and opening sequence played. "Being Normal" was written across the screen.

Clips of the past few days danced across the screen, from teenagers kissing to football players practicing, from nerdy students reading to cheerleaders stunting. As the video progressed, it began to focus more on the kids of the Institute. Grant narrated it himself, and he discussed how that "normal" is not set in stone.

"Everyone has his or her own version of 'normal,' including the various types of teenagers presented there. Everyone argues, like my friends Ava and Kris here. Everyone dates, like my friend Alex and his date Taryn." A clip of awkward Alex on his date showed him nervously trip over another table, drop his fork twice, and nearly topple his drink once. "Although not everyone is good at it."

"Everyone is different in his or her own way, but the only true definition of 'being normal' is that it there is not one. Everyone has his or her own gifts, and each is considered excellent, no matter what they may be."

The video ended, and Mr. V clapped. "Good job! I might have to have you do another film for me in the future. That was excellent!"

Grant shook his head quickly. "I'm afraid I will have to decline. I think that video got me into enough trouble as it is."

How'd you like it? Please review and tell me what you think? I really hated this episode in the show, and I hope my twists to it made it tolerable.

Did you see Sabretooth's daughter coming at all? Thanks to LookHowUniqueAndWittyIAm for that wonderful character Lily, AKA Belle, whom I tweaked to be the daughter of Victor Creed. What did you think?