Disclaimer: I'm not writing any more of these. If you didn't get it on the first page, tough.

A/N: You do know that your ideas actually go into this don't you? These were the only two chapters fully planned; the rest is only little ideas. I need you to fill in the blanks.


Part 2 of memories of things yet to come

Everyone had their own ideas about these weird new kids but since no one had classes with any of them they kept to themselves. By the end of the day suspicions made the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Todd and Pietro were headed towards Scott's car for a ride home (brotherhood house blowed up in "I Turn to You" :p) when they noticed the girl named Miah. "Let's try to get some info out of her" Pietro suggested. Todd nodded in agreement.

They stopped in their tracks as Miah slowed down near the trashcans, watched a fly buzz around, and then shot out her tongue and ate the fly. "Now I'm freaked out," Todd gulped. They continued walking toward her and once they reached her, cut her off. "I'm going to cut to the chase, Why do you have our grandparents' last names, yo" Todd snorted. "Um," was all she could get out before Darien walked up. "These people bothering you?" "No more than you usually do," she retorted. "How about a ride home then?" She just cocked an eyebrow at him. "Maximoff express," he offered again. She just grinned as she pulled out a pair of sunglasses, put them on, and said "now there's an offer I can't refuse." With a gust of wind both teens were gone.

"Guess we'll have to ask the prof. for help this time." It was Pietro's turn to just nod his head. They went back to Scott's car only to be bombarded by questions. "Who are they?", "What's up with them?", "Where are they from?". "We have no idea" Todd and Pietro said in unison.

They got to the mansion only to find their conversation topic in the living room. "Children, We have some very interesting guests today." Xavier announced.




A/N: Ok, here's where I draw the line, 10 reviews or you don't get to know who these people really are. Muse, a little help here.
Pietro: You're on your own toots.
Me: TOOTS!
Pietro: Yeah, Either I get a bigger part or no more help.
Me: for crying out loud your son has the male lead role!
Pietro: But that's Darien, not me.
Me:*grins*
Pietro:*looks confused then has a thought* oh sh@!*t
Me: you gave it away