A/N: More reviews, I beg of you! ::gets down on knees and begs:: Plz? I ain't that bad am I? ::pouts:: Waaah! ::stands up, dusts self off:: Okay, I'm better now. On with the story!


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For the next few weeks, I went to school, learned English, practiced my "powers", both mutant and witch. The others told me about the other group of mutants, the Brotherhood, and how I should ignore them. I didn't understand why. It wasn't that I didn't understand the words, I didn't understand the reasons. They seemed to be underprivileged and forgotten. In my coven, my family, I had been taught to help people like this, not ignore them. They also seemed to have been misled by two people called Mystique and Magneto, who were both MIA at the moment. I asked the Professor about this, and he seemed to be worn out by the subject. Nevertheless, he explained.


"Jeriko, I have many times offered help and a home to them, but they refuse. Probably for many reasons. They had held faith in Magneto, and Mystique, and that faith was broken. They had been taught to hate us by those two, so that now, with them missing, they feel like they are on their own." He told me.


"But why? They are not on own. Why they be so.....bolvaneagh?" I asked. ("foolish")


"It may seem like that to us, but to them.... I don't know. Pride is a very powerful thing." He said quietly. I took this as my cue to leave.


I went to my room, and tried to start on my homework. But my mind was elsewhere. I looked out through my window at the night sky. The moon was waning now. It matched the charm on my necklace. It made me think of home, and home made me think of how we took care of others. I made my decision that I would help those in the Brotherhood, despite what the others said. I held the charm as I decided this. Then I went back to my homework. A few hours later I was asleep in bed.


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I first had my chance to help one of them the next day in front of the school. The smallest one -- a boy named Todd, better known as Toad -- was getting picked on by some of the jocks. I watched in disgust as people just walked on by, ignoring this boy getting the daylights knocked out of him. Even some of the others just glanced at it and walked away. I finally could not stand it any longer. I walked up to the one doing most of the damage and stood in front of him.


"Do ye mind?" I asked him. With my boots on I was close to six feet, and slightly taller than him. He had short choppy blonde hair and dull blue eyes that told me he was dumb as rock.


"And you the hell are you?" He gave me a look that said 'how dare you?'.


"Me name don't matter to ye. And I am telling ye to leave the boy alone." My English had improved greatly, with myself looking up knew words every chance I had. But I had a feeling that this jock still didn't understand me.


"What's the Toad mean to you? Or should I say 'to ye'?" He said, mocking me.


"I watch what I be saying if I be ye. And what I be doing. What comes around go around, and always be coming back threefold." I said, almost whispering. I stared at him with my unnatural silver eyes. As I expected he took a step back then sort of shuffled off. Two of his friends, who had been with him, left as well. I watched them leave, then turned back to they boy, Todd, but he was not there.


He most likely had run as soon as he had the chance. I didn't blame him; I would've done the same. Still, I wanted to make sure he was alright. I walked over to the parking lot, where I figured someone would be picking him up, since the buses had already left. I found him sitting in a jeep surrounded by the other three members, obviously telling them about what had just occurred. I walked over, stopping a short ways off.


"Hey, that's him, yo!" Todd said, seeing me. He was holding the back of his head with one hand, and pointing at me with the other. The dark-haired one came over and stood in front of me. He had a sort of confused look in his face.


"I guess I should thank you for saving him." He said. I knew what was coming next. "Why did you? You don't know him."


"That do not matter. Where I come from, I be taught to care for others, specially those in need. And not to care who they are. No one be treated like that." I told him, my broken English a little hard for him to understand with my accent.


"You're the new X-Freak. Jeriko, right?" I nodded. "Well Jeriko, stay like that. Don't let them change you." He backed up and finally turned to the jeep. A boy with white hair gave me a strange look before climbing in, followed by a large boy with a mohawk. As they were pulling away, I saw the young boy, Todd, glance back. I gave a small wave, then turned away myself and headed to Scott's car to go home.


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I felt that magickal presence again that night. I cast out my senses in vain, for it disappeared the moment I did so. It wasn't quite dark, around twilight, when I felt it. We getting ready to have dinner when I felt it. It was much earlier than the last so many weeks ago. And something else I noticed. It was stronger, and closer.