To my reviewers: "Have I told, you lately, that I love you?" hehe, Thanx for the reviews, especially Dr. Lauryl...I love constructive criticism.and about Harry, I know what you're saying, just consider him a random good Samaritan. He really doesn't have a big role in this story, so I don't plan to get much more into him...

But here's chapter 2...

Disclaimer: I no own any...except, of course, 647d12...yes, I OWN her...I keep her locked up in the attic, and feed her a bucket of fish heads once a week...

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The girl opened her eyes. She sat up quickly, taking in what she saw. It wasn't the dank walls of her cell. This was a bright bedroom, pink walls, sparse posters. Then she remembered last night. She was finally free! Her stomach grumbled. And hungry, she thought.

She swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked out of the room, cautiously. She looked around, and could hear voices coming from around a corner. She peeked around and could see the man from last night reading a paper. He looked up toward her and smiled. "Hungry?"

She nodded and walked over to the table. She was about to sit down when someone else entered the kitchen. She froze, watching the woman with fear. The woman approached the girl. "Well, hello, young one. I'm Claudia, Harry's wife." The woman extended her hand. The girl stared at it, before tentatively taking it in her own. "Now, would you like some breakfast?"

The girl nodded and sat next to Harry. "I'm sorry, we don't have much cereal or anything here," Claudia told her, searching through the cupboards and refrigerator. "Harry and I aren't much of breakfast people, and with our daughter being away at school, I don't see the need for buying it any more. How do eggs sound?"

The girl just nodded again. She'd eat anything. It didn't matter what. It had been a long time since she had had a real meal. Before the collar had been taken off, she would have ventured that she'd NEVER had real food. But something about all of this seemed familiar.

Claudia approached the girl and laid a plate of scrambled eggs in front of her. The girl immediately began to dig in, practically inhaling them. Claudia watched in a bit of shock. She was quite shocked when her husband told her that he had brought home some random runaway. That was such a dangerous thing to do, but her Harry was a sweet man, even if a bit naïve. And something in her heart told Claudia that this girl needed their help. Just looking at the girl, you know she had been through a lot. The poor thing couldn't even speak.

647d12 finished the eggs and looked to her hosts. Claudia chuckled a bit and got up to make her more. Harry took a sip of his coffee and asked her "So, what were you running from last night?"

She opened her mouth, but speech still hadn't come back to her. So she sighed and just shrugged sadly.

Harry took another sip and looked back to his paper. "Well, we're going to bring you to the police station today. See if they know o anyone looking for you. Maybe find you're family?"

'Family?' she thought. That sounded familiar. She knew what the word meant, and it thrilled her that maybe there was someone out there looking for her. She nodded vigorously as Claudia returned to her with another plateful of eggs.

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The Velocity landed effortlessly in the woods outside the small town of Dolmietter, Vermont. It was a tiny little town at the base of a mountain, barely noticeable on an average map. Ororo Munroe looked to the Professor.

"Should you tell me something about this girl before we begin?" she asked. "Obviously she's different from the others. You usually have Jean accompany you."

"She is different, Ororo." The Professor began. "She is a rather powerful and unstable young woman. I didn't want to endanger any of the children on this mission."

"I see," Ororo said to him, as they stepped out of the copter. "What is her power, Charles?"

"She can draw energy from whatever surrounds her and channel it in use against an opponent. Unfortunately, she has no control over this, and once she begins to draw in this energy, she has trouble stopping it. She also can not yet control the choosing subject from which she draws the energy. And to anyone who she may be drawing the energy from, the results can be deadly."

Ororo smirked. "So you chose me?"

The Professor smiled at her. "Of course, who else would I choose?"

The two began their walk into town, to a small house around the corner.

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She had finished her fourth helping of eggs when the doorbell rang. She sat back in her chair, contently, as Harry answered the door. She had never eaten so well in her life! Or maybe she had, she was beginning to remember. Well, not really remember, but certain things definitely felt familiar.

Harry pulled open the door to reveal a bald man in a wheel chair accompanied by a tall woman with white hair. "Mr. Shorin, I presume?" the man asked.

"Yeah, that's me," Harry told him.

The man extended his hand to Harry and he took it. "I am Professor Charles Xavier. This is my associate, Ororo Munroe."

The woman shook Harry's hand. "It's nice to meet you." she said.

"I run a school for gifted children in New York," Professor Xavier told him. "I understand you have a young woman staying with you right now who may be in need of our services."

"How did you know?" Harry asked. This was bizarre. He and his wife hadn't talked to anyone yet this morning.

"That is not important. May we meet the girl?" Harry allowed the two into the house and led them to the kitchen.

The girl was sitting quite content at the table, but when Harry returned with the two visitors, she tensed up. She stood out of her chair and balled her fists.

"It's ok, honey, : Harry said to her. "They're here to help."

She didn't believe that for a second. She could feel it sweeping over her again, that strange feeling. She was growing stronger, and her balled fists began to glow with energy. She didn't notice as Claudia doubled over in pain beside her. Harry ran to Claudia's side, but upon coming so close to the girl, he also fell to the ground. He felt this tremendous draining sensation.

The girl began to glow herself, now. Bolts of energy collected around her hands, ready to shoot out. But her angry face turned to that of fear when she saw what was happening to the adults next to her. She knew she was doing it, but she couldn't stop. Suddenly, she heard a voice in her head. 'Calm down, child,' it said. 'We only want to help you. I promise. Now concentrate yourself. Concentrate your power. Release them.' She did as she was told. Concentrating as hard as she could, she was able to push her power back, and release Claudia and Harry from her grip. The two adults gasped and backed themselves away immediately.

"What the hell was that?" Harry asked, as he held his shaking wife.

The girl just looked down ashamed of herself. Ororo moved to comfort her, but fear showed in her eyes again, and she began to run. They had seen it, and the last time she had shown her powers, they had sent her to the bad place, and she didn't want to go back. She ran, but didn't even make it to the front door. Something stopped her, the voice in her head again. It was so strong that she couldn't ignore it. She turned and walked back to the others, albeit against her will.

The Professor looked at her. "We only want to help. We're not like the others, we won't hurt you. I promise. You'll be happy with us."

She didn't know why, but she trusted him. Finally, she nodded. She turned to thank Harry and Claudia, but they stayed in their corner, flinching away from her. She sighed and followed the Professor out of the house.

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Hmmm..I like this story! I know that there's not much happening in these chapters, but I have a habit of rushing through my stories, and I'm never happy with them when that's the case, so I'm gonna take my time on this one and make it great! R&R please!!!!