DISCLAIMER: I do not, I repeat, DO NOT own X-men

DISCLAIMER: I do not, I repeat, DO NOT own X-men. I know that, You know that, and my worlds a little sadder because of it =)

Kitty gave the professor the most incredulous look, while everyone else could be heard in the background, arguing. "Professor, are you sure Kitty should do it alone? I mean, she's qualified and everything, but I don't think she should do it alone. Without back-up." Scott pleaded.

"Scott, Kitty can do this herself. And besides, she is the one closest to the new mutant." Xavier stated calmly.

"I am?" Kitty asked, still in a state of shock.

"Yes. As I said before, all of you know her. But it turns out Kitty that you are the one who has gotten closest to her over the past five days she has been here." Xavier answered.

Kitty's eyes opened wide, and she turned to Professor Xavier. "You mean that the new mutant is Andrea?"

Professor Xavier nodded his head, and turned around to leave. His receding back was followed by many questions from everyone, but three.

"Ask all of your questions to Evan, Scott, and Jean. They were the three that were there when she first used her powers." All three of the X-men were bombarded by questions about the new mutant all night.

Kitty woke early the next day, took a shower and got ready for another day of school. All through her usual school routine, she thought of her upcoming mission. The professor had answered all of her questions the night before and she knew what she had to do. But knowing that didn't lessen her worries at all.

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*It was dark. I was on my back, sitting with my sheets tucked around my chin. I had just woken from a nightmare, and was having trouble falling back to sleep. I listened to the familiar sounds of the summer night from my window. The sound of the peeping tree frogs and the distant howling of dogs helped slow my heart. I took a deep breath, longing for the spring nights when you could smell the faint fragrance of honeysuckle and the briefest hint of rain. I started to feel my eyes droop, and I was nearly asleep when I saw light from the crack between my door and the floor. I tried to ignore it, figuring it was just my mom going to the bathroom or something. I settled back down into the bed, and closed my eyes. I was half asleep when an odd smell tickled my other senses awake. I opened my eyes, and saw that the light under my door hadn't gone out. It had gotten stronger. A stinky smell invaded my nostrils, and I coughed at how strong it was. It took me a while before I noticed that smoke was creeping through the crack into my room. I started to panic then, afraid that my suspicions were true. I tried to open the door, but cried out when I touched the knob. It had burned my hand. I watched in horror as hungry flames ate my door and the bronze knob slowly melted. I screamed when a small chunk of flaming ceiling nearly hit me on the head. I backed up against the wall, and turned to try and open the screen. I punched as hard as I could. I finally gave up and kicked it open with my foot. I saw that I had scratched my foot up, but didn't really care. Scratches would heal, but dying wouldn't. I clawed at the left over bits of screen, and tried to climb through, lower boy first. Unfortunately, a falling piece of a burning ember hit my arm, and I lost my concentration. I screamed when the ember hit me, and nearly fell headfirst on to my dad's car. I hung by one hand on to the edge of the windowsill. My arm instantly started to cramp, and I slowly lost my grip on the sill. I fell in slow motion, and cried out when-*

I woke up in a cold sweat. Once again, I couldn't quite remember what I had dreamed. The wall was put in to place to quickly for me to concentrate on it. I guess it was a dream of my past, hinting at what had happened to me before the Center. I tried desperately to recall what had happened, but nothing came to me. I sighed disappointedly, and got ready for school.

I grabbed my stuff after breakfast, and headed out of the door. I had only been walking for a couple of minutes, when I heard a car pull up beside me.

"Need a lift?" Jean yelled.

"Sure!" I said, and hopped in the back with Kitty, Kurt and Rogue. We sped off to school, chatting the whole way about everything and nothing. I heard from Kitty about the trick Kurt had played on Scott, and how she was soo not ready for the test tomorrow. I offered to help her, and said that she could come over to my house after school. She quickly agreed as we pulled up in front of the school.

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