Author's Notes Part of this chapter is from an "Unknown Perspective" that will show up often in later chapters. It practically tells you who it is, but something it odd about her.. hmmm..

Split Illusions
Chapter Five

I'm watching them from underneath a tree. Those kids, those mutants. I hear they call themselves X-Men. Rather ridiculous if you ask me. But I'm not one to complain. No, I've got better things to do with my time. So, here I am. Sitting on the hearth, leaning against a maple tree, watching this little group of goody-goods. The German boy is talking, not suprising. They all laugh, so I assume he told a joke.

The German, I believe his name is Kurt, looks up at me. He frowns slightly and then gestures for me to come over. I'm a little shocked, I dont' even know this boy. So, I calmly shake my head no. He frowns again, but returns to his conversation. I look away from the group and scan the students playing around the courtyard. Another group catches my eye. I smirk as one of the boys hops to catch up with the others. They are heading in my direction, but aren't looking at me.

I calmly stare at them as they pass by. One, seemingly the leader of the group, glances at me. I am nearly blinded by his silver-ish hair. He stops walking, looking at me. Finally, after a moment's pause, he walks over. I stare up at him, and he stares back. The other three boys stand around, mostly glaring over at Kurt and his friends. I finally stand, adjust my skirt, and cross my arms. "May I help you?"

"Your the new kid, right?" The boy asks. He speaks rapidly, I almost miss what he's saying.

"You could say that." I reply coldy.

"Hey, ain't you that rich girl who killed her family?" One of the other boys said stupidly. I glared, though I know he couldn't see the anger in my eyes through my sunglasses.

"Who are you?" I ask them.

"I'm Pietro." The lead guy replied. He then turned to introduce his friends. "Lance, Freddie, and Toad."

"Toad?" I asked, smirking.

"What about you, yo?" Toad asks, probably hoping for an excuse to tease me in return.

"None of your business." I reply.

"Come on, we told you ours." Toad insists. I remain silent for a long time. How to tell them that I dont' have a name? How to reveal that I've never been given one? Those are things I dont' want to know. I don't want to say. I try to think up a name to tell them, but how does one go about naming yourself?

I look each of the members of this little pack over. Each one of them, I can tell, puts on this bad-guy personae. But I can see they are in reallity not that bad. No, they don't know evil. They've never experienced it like I have. I suddenly smile, wickedly. The thought of what I'm able to do, who I truly am. Well, it's a rush in a sense. Maybe, just maybe, I'll show these boys someday what evil is.

"Hey! Hello?" Pietro says rapidly. This boy needs to slow down. "You gonna answer or not?"

"Call me whatever you want." Is my reply.

Later That Day.... (pov returns to normal)

Catherine blinked and looked around. She was standing at the steps of the mansion. But how did she get here? She frowned, thinking hard, trying to remember. She looks up to see Kurt pass her. He gives her a dirty look and enters the mansion. Catherine follows quickly. "Hey, Kurt! Kurt?"

"Vhat?" Kurt spun around at the base of the seps leading upstairs. "Since vhen do you vant to talk to me?"

"What are you talking about?" Catherine asked, more confused than ever.

"You've ignored me all day, after lunch, zat's vhat." Kurt replied. "I vas suppose to show you around ze school, but you just snubbed me. And vorse, you vere talking to ze Brotherhood."

"What?!" Catherine exclaimed. "What the hell are you talking about? I did not!"

Kurt looked at her in shock at her reaction, but didn't release the angered look on his face. Catherine stared at him a moment, trying to come up for an excuse as to what happened. To avoid an interuption, she grabs his arm and drags him into the nearby study. He jerks his arm away and looks at her with curiosity.

"Kurt, I dont' know what's wrong with me." Catherine admitted. I need to let this out. I have to tell someone.

"Vhat do you mean?"

"Today, at school? I remember walking outside for lunch, then everything went black." Catherine spoke softly, sitting down in one of the comfy couches. "Next thing I know, I'm standing in front of the mansion."

"That doesn't make any sense." Kurt replied.

"I know... When it happens, I feel like something is grabbing me and locking me up. And then everything is just black, dark, quiet and I'm stuck waiting for everything to return." Catherine said.

"Vait, Vhen it happens? This has happened before?" Kurt asked. Catherine held her breath and paused before replying.

"Yeah. Well, I can recall it happening a few times in my childhood, but it wouldn't last as long as this. In fact, the only other time it lasted this long was the... night my family died..." Catherine faded off. Feeling a headache forming, she closed her eyes and pulled off her sunglasses. Kurt didn't say anything, just watched her. She spoke again, her voice so low he strained to hear her. "I recall walking down the stairs, my parents and brother watching some news program. It was about mutants. My father... he said something very anti-mutant, and that's when it went black. Next time I come to, I'm lying in a sea of blood, a foot away from my brothers body."

"Mein Gott." Was Kurt's only reply.

"He... He looked terrible." Catherine choked back a sob. "Blood was comming from his eyes and mouth. The wounds... The autopsy report said it was from a knife... but, that's what they want to believe. Something, I dont' know what, but something killed them. Something that isn't a piece of metal, those wounds... they came from within."

Catherine leaned her head against the back of the couch, a tear fighting past her closed eyes. Kurt was silent next to her. "If I had this power before, I might of been able to save them."

"But, you said yourself, you vasn't there." Kurt told her. Catherine finally opened her eyes and turned to look at him. He blinked, seeing her nearly white eyes. "So, that's vhy you vear ze glasses."

"Yea." Catherine replied. "They turned colors when my power developed, use to be green... Kurt, tell me, what was I like today?"

"Cold and sarcastic." He said. She watched him shrug off his backpack and press a button on his watch. The hologram disappeared. "Ze Brotherhood seemed to like you."

"You know..." Catherine said softly, watching Kurt's tail sway slightly. "It would be so wonderful if you didn't have to wear that watch, or me my glasses."

"I like my vatch." Kurt said simply. "It's nice to be normal."

"You are normal with or without it, Kurt." Catherine told him. Kurt looked away.

"It's hard to think that vay." He said after a moment's silence. "Vhen you grew up vith mob's after you... I vas my village's demon."

"People are cruel." Catherine whispered. Another pause filled the air. Catherine took a deep breath. "I wonder if there is a way to control these blackouts."

"You should talk vith ze Professor." Kurt said to her. Her eyes widened.

"I can't do that!"

"Vhy?"

"Becuase, he's bound to connect it to my house's murder!" Catherine looked at Kurt with pleading eyes. "There is no way Xavier is gonna let me stay here if he thinks I might be the cause of their deaths. Please, Kurt, don't say anything."

"But-"

"No, Kurt, please?" He looked at her for a moment, then sighed.

"All right."

"Thank you." Catherine whispered. The sound of the other kids returning from school caight their attention. Kurt stood, grabbing his bag. He walked to the door, then glanced back at her. She smiled slightly. "I'm gonna stay here a while."

"'Kay." Kurt replied, shutting the door behind him. Catherine looked around the room and at the bookshelves on the wall. Curiosity got the most of her and she walked over, scanning the titles. Cooking For Dummies. Heh, no wonder Xavier never goes near the kitchen... 101 Ways To Breathe Fire. The hell? I dont' even want to know... What's this? Encyclopedia of Mental Illnesses. Catherine pulled out the extremely large volume and walked back to the couch. She scanned through the contents. Not able to decide on a chapter, she chose to turn to a random chapter. Multiple Personalities. Sounds familiar...

end notes hehe, Kurt. I love Kurt, that's why I picked him for this chapters conversation. I thought it would be nice for these two to become close friends. Dont' worry, though, i'm not gonna make them fall in love just to live out my own personal dreams. *sighs dreamily* nightcrawler, my love.