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In the Mansion's hall everyone was gathered, in various states of dress. All the X-men had somehow managed to get, at least partially, dressed. Probably due to the fact that their rooms were closer to the prof's, and they were more used to 30-second changes. Rouge had got completely dressed, apart from her makeup. The New Recruits hadn't bothered, the girls had pulled on dressing gowns, and the boys hadn't even bothered with that, they were just in their pyjamas.

The professor wheeled himself out of the lift, and looked at them.

"Where's Helen?"

"She wasn't in her room." Henry said.

"Professor, what's going on?" Scott asked, rubbing his neck.

"Rac's missing. I believe she's been kidnapped."

"What?!"

"Why?"

"Who by?"

"When?"

"How?"

"I don't know who, when or how. But I can guess at why."

"What are we going to do?"

"Jean, you set up Cerebro. The rest of the X-men, get ready to rescue Rac. New Recruits, go back to bed. We'll sort it out." Jean had already got in the lift.

"We want to help!" Bobby said,

"Well, you can't. Back to bed!" Hank said

Muttering about the unfairness, the New Recruits walked up the stairs, towards their bedrooms. Logan came down the stairs, fuming.

"Find anything?"

"Yes. I found out how."

"How?"

"Helen f*ck*ng chloroformed all of us. Then she grabbed Scar and ran off."

"Why?"

"I don't d*mn well know. But I think the only bl*st*d bl**dy reason she came here, was to get Rac."

"Why?"

"I don't d*mn know!"

"Go get your gear on. I'll go and take over from Jean. In about 10 minutes, I'll have found Rac."

"O.k." The X-men wandered off to get changed.

"I'll stay here." Hank said,

"All right. I will, too. I don't think it'll take too many people to rescue Rac." He couldn't have been more wrong.

The New Recruits wordlessly walked into Rac and Henry's room, and fell onto the various bits of furniture they had sat on the other day. Jamie's dangling feet knocked over the bin. He slid off the desk and put the rubbish back in. Except for 2 crumpled bits of paper.

"What's this?" he asked

"Pass it here." Henry said, she smoothed them out, and discovered that they fitted together. "I know this. It's one of Rac's."

"What's it of?"

"I'm not sure."

"Why not?"

"I don't recognise it.or at least I don't recognise what it's of. She's drawn it before."

"Haven't you asked her?"

"Yes, but she doesn't know."

"Why not?"

"She draws it in her sleep."

"Let's see."

It was a drawing of an armoured figure, wearing a cloak. The armour was red and bronze. The figure's face was shadowed by his helmet. Underneath the drawing was a note, scrawled in crayon, and very shakily. It read: 'The Watcher'.

"When ever she draws it, as soon as it's finished, she destroys it."

"Tears it in half?"

"No, into loads of little pieces."

"But it's only in 2 pieces."

"Which probably means she woke up."

"Yeah."

"I wonder who it is?"

Hank walked past, in the silence and looked in.

"Come on. Back to bed."

"Take a look at this!"

"Later."

"But it's to do with Rac."

"The others will bring her home, soon. Don't you worry."

"But."

"No buts. Off to bed."

Silently the New Recruits got up and walked back to bed. Henry took a last look at the drawing, and got into her bed.

"Why, Rac? Why do you fear him? 'The Watcher'? Who is he? What is he?" she whispered, just before she dropped off.

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