I stopped dead in my tracks, almost crashing with Cyclops who was walking behind me. I turned and looked at Shaw.

"Are you that desperate?" I said.

"I'm not lying," he said. "You don't know the truth."

My body was telling me- no, screaming at me- to walk away and not listen to anything he had to say. Yet, I found myself walking toward him.

"So what did happen?" I asked, intertwining my arms across my chest. I stopped walking with about ten feet in between us.

"Rebecca, don't…"

"I killed her."

Professor Xavier's voice suddenly left my mind as his shock absorbed him and mine absorbed me.

"Your mother didn't run to try and save you," said Shaw. "She was a smart woman; do you think she would run toward an electrical storm? She knew you wouldn't hurt yourself."

A large lump formed in my throat and I was finding it hard to catch my breath.

"She was running for the door; she was behind the rest of us. I knew with her out of the way I would get what I wanted without question. I saw my chance and took it. I pushed her into the lightning."

"Just stop," I said, almost laughing as denial flooded my system. "You're pathetic! Is this your final attempt at trying to take me to your side? Because if it is, you're doing a hell of a job."

"You don't believe me?"

I held my stance. "No, I don't. I killed her: on accident, but nonetheless. I accepted that fact a long time ago."

Shaw said nothing, but instead he turned to Emma. She nodded and turned to me.

All of a sudden I was in my house. I was sitting in my living room, my parents sitting on the couch to the right of me.

"You're making me go with him?" The five year-old me charged around the corner.

I watched the events unfold through Shaw's eyes as he got more excited as I got angrier. Then, the room became blazing hot and my small eyes were enveloped in a bright yellow film.

My parents jumped up and my dad began to sprint toward the door. Mom stood there for a minute as Shaw began to head for the door as well until a lightning bolt hit the wall a foot away from her head.

Then, Shaw stopped running. He turned toward Mom as she ran toward him. He held his hand out, as if to help her to the door. Instead, when she grabbed it, he swung her around – and with the help of some stored energy – he pushed her across two rooms and her body came to an unnatural halt as her back arched when the lightning surged through her.