Rebekah

I flash a look at Isaac. No use getting cocky. I slip ahead, four paws padding silently. It's a cat thing, legs moving in a certain way and feet placed down carefully. Catwoman! Pah! Being a cat isn't leather and bullwhips. It's all in the movement. A paw placed here, a slight move there. Whiskers always brushing ahead, guarding. I...hate is a strong word... I don't feel comfortable on two legs anymore. Four legs are much more practical, even if there is an annoying lack of opposable thumbs. For a clumsy person, having two extra supports really is wonderful, even if it means two extra limbs to get tangled up. But that hasn't happened. Apparently, cats have better senses of balance than we do. I pause. Voices. Low and urgent.

"We have to go now."

"But..."

"Wanda, he's already suspicious. Come on! I can't believe you're trusting that cat girl."

"But she seemed so sure..."

"She's an X-Man... For all we know... Wanda!"

And I'm suddenly picked up and being slammed up against the wall. I snarl in pain and anger and dig my claws into his hands. He drops me and I neatly twist, running to hide behind the grey legs (no red perception, remember?)

"Oh, you poor cat. How did you get here? Oh!"

She's noticed a late addition to my uniform. A stretchable collar, made of unstable molecules, deep purple with a horizionatal black stripe and the tag, the X on one side with 'Thera' written on top and the address of the school engraved on the underside.

"It's you..."

I give a little purr. She grins.

"Any particular reason you're here?"

I shrug, which is surprisingly difficult when your shoulders are in a completely different position. And then I hear a quiet voice with the London accent.

"Get away from her right now."

Great, Isaac. Butt in when we don't need you, why don't you?

Isaac

I crounched into position, ready to attack. A violent hiss from Bekah stopped me in my tracks. I gave her a puzzled look but I didn't relax.

Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch stared at me waiting to see what I would do. Rebekah's fur puffed up and she growled at me. The meaning was clear. Back off. I forced myself to relax and stand straight. My body was stilled tensed like a spring ready to snap into action at any sign of danger.

"I guess this means you're leaving?" I assumed. Quicksilver and Wanda looked at each other and I could see the resolve in their eyes. They both gave a barely perceptible nod and turned.

Bekah purred and shifted back into her human form.

"Both of you will go on to do great things."

Wanda smiled and then they were gone. I could still see the trail of dust where Quicksilver had thrown up in his wake.

"What was all that about?" I asked. Bekah just smiled.

"Let's go and help the others. Where are they?"

"This way," I said without hesitation. I'd been keeping their location in mind at all times. "Spider-Man's the closest and he's still engaged with Toad. We'd better go and help out."

"Let's go," Bekah said shifting. She charged off with me close behind.

We arrived just as Spidey finished off Toad.

"This guy had learned some new tricks but I've faced off stronger villains than him in my sleep."

"Let's go," Bekah said.