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There were aliens covering the skies. The Mark 2 flew up above. A man dressed in a flag threw a shield. Another wore a cape and had a hammer in his hand. A roar broke through the chaos,, red hair flashing across my vision, an arrow flying past my face. A man in a green coat commanded the armies as I watched the heroes fall.

I bolted awake, the images shaking me to my core. I knew whatever was coming; it was going to be big and I was going to be right in the middle of it. This planet is definitely in for it….

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I came up to the Professor's door and held my fist up to knock.

"Come in, Anja."

Dammit, Charles. Don't do that. I opened the door, annoyed.

"I know, I know, Charlie," I said. "You could hear my thoughts down from wherever I was."

"No, I could hear you breathing on the other side of the door," his guest replied. Very funny….

"Hey, Matt," I said, rolling my eyes. "Professor, I can come back later if you're in the middle of something."

He shook his head. "What can I help you with, my dear?"

"So, um," I began, sitting on the couch next to Matt. "right before I left Malibu, something happened. All you need to know is to keep an eye out for feds in suits."

"We have dealt with the government before, Angie, and without any confrontations."

"This isn't the FBI or the CIA, Charles. This is an agency that already knows about the school and everyone it."

His face paled. "How?"

"I'm not sure, but I think I have an idea." I looked him straight in the eye. "Something is coming. And it is going to shake this planet to its core."

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"Now…." I pulled off my hoodie and threw it to the side. "Let's see what you can do against me."

Is she muy loco? He screamed in his mind.

"Dude, it's fine. And yes, I am muy loco." I replied with a smile. "And remember English."

Still hesitant, he lit up his hands and started to shoot beams at me. I pushed a beam back with my telekinesis and flipped out of the way. We continued to spar, flipping and using our abilities against one another. I flipped out of the way of a beam, but I slipped on my landing, causing Marcos to hit me in the back.

I hit the ground with a thud and I groaned. Marcos ran over to me and saw my back.

"Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to…."

I shushed him as I sat up. "You didn't do anything but graze me."

"Look at your back."

I looked back and saw what he meant. "Marcos, those are old scars. You…. I'm used to it."

He looked at my back again, nodding; and got up to grab my hoodie. With Marcos' help, I stood up and pulled it back on.

"To Mr. McCoy?" he asked when he saw me wince in pain.

I nodded. "To McCoy."

After we got down the hall, we got into the elevator.

"What happened?" he asked, glancing at my back.

"Ski accident," I answered almost robotically.

"I'm sorry if you don't like my honesty," he replied, with a hint of sarcasm. "But to be fair, I don't like your lies." He crossed his arms. "Why can't you tell me what happened?" The elevator door opened.

"I can't do that to you, Marcos." I started towards the infirmary.

"Why not?" he exclaimed, following close behind me. "If I'm going to be an X-man one day, I need to know what it's like."

I stopped and turned around to look at him. "Because I hope when you are old enough to be an X-man, there will be no need for them anymore."

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Sorry for the short chapter. But keep an eye out for the next one later today!