"So," I asked telepathically as I was led out of the back of the college, into a large field of grass, "why exactly can I hear you in my head?"

"Professor Xavier reestablished the telepathic link. This is the last time, I swear."

I chuckled in my mind. "Oh, gotcha. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get away from murderous aliens."

"Sounds like a normal day to me."

I smirked as we reached the center of the field, the Family now in a circle around me like a human (well, not really human) corral. I raised my arms to my waist and put my hands just a few inches away from each other, collecting a ball of air. When it was big enough, I extended my arms and the ball thinned itself into a ring around me, flew out and collided with each of the Family members, causing them to fall on the ground, grunting in pain and surprise.

I took off, jumping over the little girl, and went to the right so I would run straight to the mansion.

"You'll have to go through the forest," instructed the Professor as I sprinted toward the tree line.

"I can do that. Once I'm out of sight, I'll go underground so they can't find me."

Now, a few feet away from the trees, the shadows at the edge of the forest began to move. Instinctively, I slowed my pace. Then, an army of scarecrows rose from behind the bushes, walking like zombies- but with impressive speed- toward me.

"What the hell?"

"Rebecca, what is it?"

Ignoring the Doctor's question, I dug the heels of my feet into the ground and stopped myself short. I threw my right hand out, fingers straight and stiff, palm up, and a wave of fire swallowed the thirty or so straw men whole, all of them falling to floor in a burning heap.

"Freeze, girl!"

Flipping around, I found the Family had recovered quite quickly and were now standing, silver and green guns with odd shaped barrels pointed at me.

"What is this?" shouted the woman in a shrill, excited voice. "A mortal girl with the power of the gods?"

"No wonder the Time Lord chose to befriend her, Mother of Mine," said her son. "She is a mutant!"

"Still," the grizzly, rough voice of who I know assumed to be the "father" spoke out next, "she is no match to a gun."

They turned their eyes from each other and returned to me, all smirking in victory. Smirking as well, I raised both hands and fisted them, going to grab the earth in the guns and turn them to dust, the Family's plan along with them. But, as my hands began to cramp as I pulled harder and harder, the guns didn't budge from their hands; they didn't come flying toward me like they should have. I stared at the rounded gun with its green accents, strange handle and trigger, aggravation and slight panic beginning to rise in me.

"They're not from Earth. There's no earth in them. They're alien. Dammit."

My smirk faded as my hands fell back to my sides. I could make a run for it; fly high into the air and over the forest back into the mansion, or shoot another air wave. But, they were right. If those guns shot bullets, I would have no way to stop them; there wouldn't be any earth for me to control.

"Rebecca, go with them," said the Doctor urgently.

"I can still get away. If I create an air shield, or go underground…"

"Rebecca, if you go with them, you can find out what their plan is and tell me. They aren't the best criminals; they like to boast."

"What about you?"

"Once they have you in their custody, they'll send me some sort of message, telling me that they have you. I'll come as if I had no idea and we'll do whatever we have to do."

I kept looking around the field as if I was looking for a way out as I spoke to the Doctor, keeping the Family off the fact that I could converse telepathically.

"So, I'm in the same situation as Micaela was right now?"

He sighed mentally. "It's a similar state, yes."

"Doctor, if you'd just let me handle this..."

"I'm asking nicely. Just go before they get suspicious."

I sighed, knowing he wasn't going to back down. I thought it would be simple if I just took care of it; then all would be done with and another bad force would be ridded from the world. But, no, he had to take the high road. Finally, I looked at them eye to eye and the son smiled, raising his gun higher so it was level with my forehead.

"Put your hands behind your head! Now!"

I did as he said, crossing my fingers behind my head.

"Now walk forward."

I began to walk the distance between us as they began to talk to each other; every other human wouldn't have been able to hear them, but you hear a lot when you can control air currents.

"Just like any average human: dull and thick and, when it comes down to it, a coward."

My jaw tensed and I let go of the air, letting the rest of their conversation go unheard. They all smiled as I finally stood in front of them.

"Good girl," said the son, stepping forward. "Now, I would love to be able to let you just come with us conscious, but after what we've seen here I don't think that's possible."

Then, with incredible speed and precision, his hand came down on my neck, right on the pressure point. Before I was even really sure what had happened, my body crumpled to the ground and my eyes shut, leaving me unconscious in their custody.