(10) Blackness disguised Dixion's room, the curtains drawn blocking out the sun. Her sleeping form looks so tiny in her bed. Her skin is pale, a cold sweat on her face. She begins to toss and turn.

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN THESE WOUND THEY WILL NOT HEAL FEAR IS HOW I FALL CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

Images flash through her mind of that day. The Brotherhood and the X-men at each other's throats. The feeling of her skin. The sound of breaking bones. The calm.

THERE'S SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE CONSUMING/CONFUSING THIS LACK OF SELF-CONTROL I FEAR IS NEVER ENDING CONTROLLING/ I CAN'T SEEM

The weather changes, frigid winds. Suddenly she sees herself. Changed, mutated. She feels the cold winds, the fear of her friends.

TO FIND MYSELF AGAIN MY WALL ARE CLOSING IN WITHOUT A SENSE OF CONFIDENCE AND I'M CONVINCED THAT THERE'S JUST TOO MUCH PRESSURE TO TAKE I'VE FELT THIS WAY BEFORE SO INSECURE

Her changed self grabs Pietro and Kurt, crushing them with her clawed hands. Dixion tries to scream but she cannot. She tries to help them but she can't.

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN THESE WOUND THEY WILL NOT HEAL FEAR IS HOW I FALL CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

The scene changes. Dixion is sitting in the back seat of a car. Her parents are driving. Their on the second honeymoon. It's raining heavily. Her parents are arguing but she can't hear them. They can't see her.

DISCOMFORT, ENDLESSLY HAS PULLED ITSELF UPON ME DISTRACTING, REACTING AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION IT'S HAUNTING HOW I CAN'T SEEM...

Dixion tries desperately to hear her parents. All she can hear is the pounding rain.

TO FIND MYSELF AGAIN MY WALL ARE CLOSING IN WITHOUT A SENSE OF CONFIDENCE AND I'M CONVINCED THAT THERE'S JUST TOO MUCH PRESSURE TO TAKE I'VE FELT THIS WAY BEFORE SO INSECURE

The rain becomes deafening. She holds her hands over her ears to block the sound out. She looks up to see her parents. They're still fighting.

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN THESE WOUND THEY WILL NOT HEAL FEAR IS HOW I FALL CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

A scream breaks through the sound of the rain. It's her mother screaming. Her father not paying attention had swerved into the oncoming lane. A transport truck speeding towards them. It tries to stop but slides forward. Dixion begins to scream.

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN THESE WOUND THEY WILL NOT HEAL FEAR IS HOW I FALL CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

Dixion wakes up gasping for breath. A cold sweat runs down her back and face. Her tears mingle with it. She pulls up her knees and begins to rock, crying.

"I'm alone," she whimpers, "so alone." ************************************************************************ Same as before.