Scott, Ororo, Hank, and Logan went to meet the helicopter; I went back to the med-bay to check on Kurt, and to hide.

Upstairs I heard shouts and suddenly a crash of something breaking. I was terrified, remembering a mutant from the Brotherhood that betrayed them. Pyro and I had tracked him down and killed him, and I knew Pyro and Mystique were probably here to do the same to me.

Suddenly Ororo rushed in, looking worried.

"Jen!" she cried. "You've got to get out of here, John and Mystique are ready to burn the school down!"

"What?!" Well that pretty much settled it. I followed Ororo upstairs, and she led me upstairs and to a wall. Suddenly a secret panel swung open, revealing a tunnel.

"Just follow the tunnel and you'll end up near the forest, then run for it," Ororo said. I nodded.

"I'm sorry about everything," I said.

"Go!" Ororo cried. I nodded and ran down the tunnel. A while later I reached the woods.

But instead of running I doubled back, going around to the front of the school. I hid by a giant oak tree, and the sight that greeted me almost scared me as much as Magneto had. Pyro had turned the front lawn into hell, fire was everywhere. Mystique had taken on the form of Hank, growling and facing the real Hank, who was standing calmly by the other X Men.

Then I saw why none of the X Men were attacking the two. There was a circle of fire around one figure in the middle of the lawn, clearly a student. I crept closer and heard Pyro shouting over the roar of the flames everywhere.

"Give her to us, and you'll get the girl back." He said. Then I recognized the teen in the circle of fire. It was Javelin, the girl that had harassed me earlier that year. I froze when I heard Scott.

"Jen is gone, she left a little while ago." He said evenly, careful not to sound worried or angry.

"Well then Jen better come back," Pyro said. "Or you're going to have a piece of charcoal for a student instead of a teen." This was ridiculous. My old friends wanted to kill me, and to get me there they were using a girl I had wished dead a while ago.

Nevertheless I knew I couldn't just leave. The X Men cared abut their students, and if I left one would die. I had already nearly killed one of them, and I had to try and make it up to one of them.

"Oi!" I shouted, feeling my claws and fangs growing. "Looking for me are you?" Pyro and Mystique spun around, and the X Men looked at me in shock.

"You're going to pay for your treachery." Pyro growled, I scowled back, my eyes glowing red. Suddenly the fire beside me shot out, hitting me and sending me flying across the lawn. I got up and dodged another attack, now only about ten yards from Pyro.

"You're going to have to do better than that, hot head." I said. Just then Mystique flew at me, and I decided it was time to see if I could beat someone as big as Hank one-on-one.

We toppled backwards, Mystique's size nearly squashing me flat. I kicked her stomach, sending her over my head as I scrambled up. She also got up, but now she was in my body. She was impersonating me! We growled and lunged at eachother, scratching, kicking, and Mystique soon kicked me in the stomach and leaped away. When she turned to face me again I was looking at Logan's face, and claws.

We continued to fight while everyone else watched, Mystique changing forms every time she though I might be winning or if she wasn't.

A little bit later we were both breathing hard, covered in scratches and cuts. Many of my bandages had been ripped off, and vaguely I wondered if I had broken another rib. I was getting tired, but Mystique seemed to be just starting up. Then she took on the wrong form.

I was facing Kurt, claws ready, fangs bared. This was too much like at the ware-house, I backed up slightly. Kurt smiled at me.

"Vy are you helping the X Men?" he asked. I just starred, unable to speak or move. Kurt laughed softly, the way he had when I had told him I didn't like his name. Then he jumped, kicking me in the stomach. I was confused for a moment, then realized it wasn't Kurt, it was Mystique. I was pissed off, Mystique had no right to impersonate him.

I leapt up, charging at her. She tried to counter my attacks, but I suddenly found a store of speed and energy. I didn't notice any of my injuries, they were irrelevant.

Mystique soon realized her mistake, but by then I was so angry it didn't matter if she was Kurt or Logan or anybody. I was ducking her attacks, succeeding in slashing her across her face and stabbing her in the leg.

Then I saw my opening, she swung at me with a three-clawed fist, in the form of Logan again. I ducked, then lunged, stabbing her in the throat with my inch-long claws.

She howled and brought her own claws into my stomach, but I drew back my fist and slit her throat. She froze, choking, but I wasn't finished. A second later her head was completely separated from her body, and both had gone back to their original blue forms. I stared at her, almost falling over. I realized that it was completely quiet, all of the fires had gone out, everyone was starring at me.

"NO!" Pyro screamed suddenly. Everyone jumped, and I watched in horror and fascination as he seemed to suddenly be covered in flames, a fire in the shape of a human.

He charged at me, and I was too weak to do anything but stand there. Then a blast of red light shot out, ramming into Pyro, who seemed to glow completely red for an instant, and then he exploded. No other way to describe it.

The blast knocked me and everyone else off their feet, but though I could hear them getting up I remained unable to move. I was having trouble breathing, and everything was getting darker around me.

I slowly put my hand up to my stomach and found a huge gaping hole there. It was hard to breath, and my whole body ached. I was half aware of someone bending over me, I think it was Ororo or Hank, I couldn't see much.

"Jen? Jen!" Jen, yeah, that's who I am. My name is Jen, I've got blue hair and green fur and red eyes. I like my tail, I think I would look even weird with out it, though I look strange enough. That's why I came to the school a year ago, because some guy at a train station told me about it and offered for me to go there. I have never taken a class yet.

"Jen, come on!" Come where? Oh, maybe he meant to the school. Sorry, you might not care about my eyes or fur, but kids do. Like Javelin.

Suddenly I snapped into focus, and the pain was so intense I almost threw up, but I couldn't. I was dying, and I knew it. Air, I needed air. Oh, it hurt. I saw the X Men standing around me, Hank was the one calling my name.

"I'm... sorry," I said.

"Don't talk, we need to get you to the med-bay. Clean some of your wounds, eh?" he said. I laughed softly, then choked.

"Break my arm and put the acid on that," I mumbled. It was cold, really cold. I could see and hear everything around me, but at the same time it was all foggy, and slurred. Hank said something else, but I couldn't understand him.

I looked up at him, and the rest, of the X Men, and tried to tell them I wouldn't let Kurt come with me, I'd drag him back here if I had to, but all that came out was a sigh. Then everything went black.