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Rae had slowed down, and hidden herself in the bushes, at the edge of the woods. Soon Pietro rushed past. Then she ran desperately into the woods. She had to get away from them: Scott, Lance, Kitty, Pietro and all the rest. She looked back to see if anyone was following her.

When suddenly she ran into someone, knocking them to the ground, and falling flat on her face. She jumped up, and instinctively turned to help the person up.

"What?!" she exclaimed, looking at 6 boys on the floor, all exactly identical. They helped each other up, then became 1.

"You're a mutant, too. Aren't you?" she asked.

"Yeah. Are you?"

"Yup!"

"Which side are you on?"

"There're sides?"

"You've just discovered your powers, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"Don't worry about it, you'll get used to it. I'm Jamie, by the way."

"I'm Rae."

"What can you do? If I'm hit, I duplicate. It's a real pain."

"I can stop time."

"Hey, that's cool. Anything else?"

"I'm not sure. But you really think it's cool?"

"Yeah! Hey, how about coming to meet a few others?"

She hesitated, but saw only friendship and honesty in Jamie.

"Alright."

"I'll take you to the New Recruits."

"New Recruits?"

"Yeah, we're the youngest. And I'm the youngest, over all."

"How old are you?"

"12"

"Me too."

"Great. Come on. It's this way."

Jamie led Rae through the woods, until they got to the Mansion gates.

"'The Xavier Institute For Gifted Children'?"

"Us mutants. We like to keep a low profile." Jamie pushed the gates open, and wandered in. Rae followed.

"How do we find the others?"

"Well, we don't have training today. It's the X-men's' turn. So, just keep an eye out for strange things, and listen for strange noises."

BOOM!

"Such as that?"

"Yeah!" Jamie ran off towards the noise. "That sounds like they're practising. Or they might be showing off."

Soon they ran into a whole pack of kids, six in total, with one dog. They all turned when they arrived.

"Jamie!! You know the professor's rules!"

"Yeah! At least tell us when you invite someone over!"

"Give us some warning!"

"It's O.k.!" Jamie yelled.

"I'm a mutant, too." Rae put in.

"What?"

"You?"

"I never thought you would be one, Rat."

"Nor did I. And my name's Rae. Not Rat."

"Huh?"

"Someone misspelt my name. It's R, A, C, H, A, E, L; Rachael. Not R, A, T, C, H, E, L; Ratchel."

"O.k."

"What can you do?"

"First tell me what you can do."

"O.k. I can create ice." Bobby said, creating an ice rose.

"I create fireworks." Jubes said, setting some of them off.

"I create fire." Amara put in, lighting a flame in either hand.

"I create energy." Ray said, sending a spark flying.

"I take the sun's energy, and convert it into speed, and flight." Roberto said, running at Pietro speed.

"I give off energy." Sam said, forcing it out of his arm.

"I can turn into a wolf or a werewolf." Raine said, turning herself back into a human.

"Now, tell us what you can do."

"I can stop time, or at least slow it down and speed it up."

"Cool!"

"Wait a minute!" Jamie yelled, finally being able to get a word into the quick talking.

"Yeah?"

"How come you know each other?"

"From school."

"She's in my year." Bobby said.

"What?" Jamie yelled "You said you were 12!"

"I am."

"You are?"

"But?"

"That's impossible!"

"You can't be!"

"Don't believe it!"

"You're making it up!"

"Tell the truth!"

"I'm just bright. I've a perfect memory. So, I got a scholarship there."

"That makes sense."

"Can you stop time for us?"

"Only if I'm in danger. Say Bobby, throw some ice at me."

"What if I hit you?"

"Before you can. Amara can melt it."

"O.k.!"

Bobby threw a sheet of ice, but it never hit Rae. By the time it was meant to hit her, she was standing behind Bobby.

"You're a good shot."

"That is COOL!"

"Do you mind if we call you Rac? Only we've already got a Ray here."

"I don't mind."

"Here, I'll show you something else, I'm good at. It's not a Talent. But." quickly she sat down, and got out a sketch pad and a set of pencils.

"Drawing?"

"Yup."

"But, you're no good in art!"

"Black and White? It doesn't live. I need colour. Even zebras don't live in B+W." Her pencil raced across the paper. Jubes wandered over, and watched. Under the expert penmanship, and the ever-changing pencils, a drawing came to life. Soon she was looking at a picture of a group of boys, helping each other up. All the boys were identical.

It was Jamie! Perfectly captured on paper.

"Wow!" breathed Ray. Jubes looked up from the drawing. To look at the drawing!

Projected in the middle of the clearing was the drawing. The others were wandering round it in amazement.

"Rac, look!" Jubes urged.

"Not till I've finished, Jubes." Rac insisted. A few more lines and she looked up.

"Whoa! I never knew I could do that!"

"Well, you can!" Bobby said.

"You're cool!"

"The others have got to meet you!"

"What others?" Rac asked nervously. "Jamie said something about sides."

"Yes."

"There are two sides."

"One group believes that mutants and humans, can get along."

"That's us."

"The X-men."

"The other group believes that we are a superior race, and should destroy all the humans."

"That's the other side."

"The Brotherhood of Evil Mutants."

"Or the BoM."

"But, who's on each side?"

"You project each person you met, and we'll tell you their power, their name, and which side they're on."

"But, how do I project?"

"Errs."

"Well."

"Obviously you..ah"

"Why don't you.um..?"

"Try relaxing?"

"And just think of the person?"

"O.k.!"

She leant back against a tree, and relaxed. The first person she thought of was Scott.

"That's Scott."

"Or Cyclops."

"He does force beams from his eyes, but he can't control them, so he wears shades."

"He's on our side."

"He leads the X-men."

The next person stood in the clearing:

"That's Lance."

"Or Avalanche."

"He does earthquakes."

"He's with the BoH."

"He sorta leads them."

Another appeared:

"That's Rogue."

"She absorbs memories and powers, by touch."

"Can't control it, so she wears gloves."

"She's on our side."

"Rogue her real name?"

"Don't know."

"She touched me."

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

"Wow!"

The next appeared:

"That's Tabitha."

"Or Boom-boom."

"She does bombs. Only small ones."

"She's with the BoH."

And the next:

"That's Kurt."

"Or Nightcrawler."

"He teleports."

"He's on our side."

"Does he normally look like that?"

"Yeah!"

"Though at school he wears an image inducer."

"Stops people seeing him properly."

"I saw him, properly."

"Weird."

The next:

"That's Jean."

"She does telepathy."

"Mind-reading."

"And telekinetic."

"Moving stuff, without touch."

After that:

"That's Freddy."

"Or the Blob."

"He can't be stopped."

"He's with the BoH."

After him:

"That's Kitty."

"Or Shadowcat."

"She walks through stuff."

"She sorts out machinery, if she walks through it."

"She's with us."

"What's her relationship with Lance?"

"I think they're dating."

"But Scott doesn't like it."

Then:

"That's Todd."

"Or Toad."

"He's sort of a toad."

"Sort of?"

"Well he can do most of the stuff, a toad can do."

"But he looks like a human."

"He's with the BoH."

Afterwards:

"That's Ororo."

"Or Storm."

"She controls the weather."

"She's with us."

Next:

"That's Pietro."

"Or Quicksilver."

"He runs really, really fast."

"He's with the BoH."

"That's it."

"Well, you seem to have seen, nearly, all of the mutants, we know about."

"Yeah."

"I wonder why the others didn't tell us."

"Oh well!"

"Let's go back to the mansion."

"Yeah! It's nearly supper time."

"Wonder what they'll say, when they see Rac!"

"One question?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do most of them have two names?"

"We chose a codename, for ourselves."

"Mine's Iceman."

"Mine's Magma."

"Mine's Wolfsbane."

"Mine's Sunspot."

"Mine's Cannonball."

"Mine's Jublilation."

"Mine's Multiple."

"Mine's Bezerker."

"Wonder what yours will be."

"How about 'Illusion'?"

"Good one!"

They ran back to the mansion.

"Oh great!"

"They aren't back yet!"

"What we going to eat?"

"We could cook, for ourselves."

"Last time we tried that, we burnt the kitchen down."

"Yeah, we were on early morning training sessions, for a month."

"And we had to clean the hanger, and jet."

"Hey don't worry! I can cook." Rac put in.

"For about 20?"

"That how many?" Rac asked in shock.

"Yeah."

"Well, I'll need your help." She said

"But."

"Listen, just do what I say, and you'll be fine!" She assured.

"O.k."

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