I'd love some reviews, please. Even flames, as long as you tell me why you hate it so I can improve on it.

As well, Kristin, my best friend, will be helping me a LOT with the fighting scenes. Actually, that's what she's doing; all I do is edit it a bit. ^_^; --- Katie shifted in the high up hiding spot. As she was no use physically, she had to hide in a tree and use her powers from there. The bark was rough but she was facinated by a slow moving catepillar that climbed all over a bunch of leaves. The sun was sinking behind the horizon quickly and the shadows grew longer, and the breeze - soft before - had started to gain in strength.

The X-Men gang was taking quite a while. From what Fred had told her, it seemed that they were going to meet. . . Someone. They weren't sure who.

They were actually waiting in a thick part of the park. The others hid, but Fred - being as big as he was - was waiting around the corner. Pietro moved restlessly while Todd snapped up a fly and Wanda looked just plain bored. Lance was just as restless as Pietro and Fred simply stood there, watching the others. Katie strained her ears to try and hear movement from anyone other than the Brotherhood, but there was none, until she heard a strain of voices.

"Wow, so you're related, Kurt? What's his name?"

"His name's Dave Darkholme. He's my little brother. . . But I guess he stayed with Mystique long enough to have to use her last name. I think he looks like a smaller me, but for sure he can turn invisible."

"Ah can't stand so many new people. It's like thay all suddenly appeared."

Katie shifted, and murmered to herself a lecture on courage, making sure no one could hear. Her heart already pounded with fear and adariniline.

"There'll be more that appears suddenly then new X-Kids!" Pietro had sped in front of them, and he stood there smirking. The others knew it was time, and got into place.

"I'm so freakin' scared . . ." Katie murmered, finally choosing to tell herself the truth.

Even as she watched, a blue fuzzy thing BAMFed on top of Todd. Obviously he was too heavy for the small guy who was so unprepared. Down he went, and Nightcrawler rolled off, shaking his head.

The ground shook as Lance unleashed his ability, his eyes rolling into his head slightly and loose clumps of earth jumping from where they were. Katie gripped the branch she sat on for dear life as the tree shook, sending amber and yellow leaves showering down on the heads of the mutants below. Yells and battle noises filled the air as birds flew away in fright. Another tremor shook the area.

Creaaak. Katie never noticed the noise as she held on. CREEAAAAAAAAAK! The sound was more persistant and the toqued girl felt a small lurch. A shiver ran through her body as she realized what a great distance it was from here to the ground.

"Oh . . . god . . . It's falling." She shook with pure fear, the battle forgotten in her mind. That's when a strong wind blew, delivering the final blow.

CRACK! Katie fell with the tree, screaming with surprise and fright. Once she hit, she tumbled away, partly stunned. Everyone stopped and stared at the sudden intrusion. The first one to catch back his wits was Kurt. He 'ported to her side and lay a two-fingered hand on the girl. Katie rolled over, away from the touch and struggled up, a limp apparent.

"Keep away. Keep away!" She looked frightened and Kurt grimaced. Another one was scared of mutants, and she happened to be here. Great.

Jean entered the girl's mind to try and calm her, but was shocked at the information she got. "Wait! She's with the Brotherhood!"

"What would they see in a girl like you? You're so young," Kurt asked, surprised. Katie grimaced.

"'Cause I'm quite good at what I can do, fuzz-butt."

"FUZZ BUTT??!" The furry demon leaped at the girl, his fangs bared in a fierce grimace. Katie yelped and dodged away, dodging every time he leaped at her and just barely. He realized that he could teleport and did so; behind her in fact. Combined with momentum and clumsiness she fell right into his arms.

With a dazed expression she looked up into the face of the blue mutant and looked straight into his eyes. Even though no blow was lain to him, he fell back, letting go of Katie. He curled into a ball, his tail wrapped protectively around his body and his hands around his neck, whimpering.

"Kurt!" Kitty ran to him and phased through the astonished Canadian girl to kneel by her friend. "Kurt, what's the matter?"

"I. . . Oh my god. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry! No, no!" Katie was shivering violently, staring at Kurt. Through her mind jumbled images flashed.

*^*^*^ FlashBack *^*^*^*^

"What's the worse you can do, girl," Cain sneered. Katie was shoved and she whimpered slightly. She glanced at the camera on the roof, but it wasn't working because of a power outage that'd last for a few hours, they said. The teachers were gone somewhere; by the time they got here she'd be a bloody pulp. Jerid grinned and cracked his knuckles.

"Go away," she said in a voice that seemed to be from miles away, filled with terror.

"He SAID, what is the worse you can do! Answer him," growled Abram, the knife in his hand flashing with the lights from the emergency lights. All of them held knives, some longer than others, some sharper and pointer than others, but Cain held the worst.

"What did I do to you?" She asked, again in the quivering voice.

"You snitched, girl." Cain slashed out and she gasped in pain and shock as she felt warm blood start to drip from a gash in her cheek. She turned on Cain and he blinked as his vision blurred for a moment. When it came back into focus, he saw something that no one else could, not even Katie. He screamed with pure fright, the kind you'd hear from a dieing person. A vengence flowed through Katie's veins, and she glared more. He collasped, twitching. His eyes were wide and unseeing. The rank stench of urine and sweat reached their noses.

Katie just stood there, staring at the result of something she did without knowing as everyone else fled, leaving her with the quivering bully. Her own scream mingled with the screams of Cain.

*^*^*^ End FlashBack *^*^*^*^

Katie turned, and without another look, raced away. The other Brotherhood members were the first to come to a start, and they followed, knowing that they couldn't fight. Not now.

* * *

Pietro found her first, huddled in the base of a tree, passed out from fear and exhaustion of running. He called for the others, yelling until they caught up. With a gentleness that surprised even him, Fred picked up the girl and they headed home, curious of what had happened, what had scared the girl so much.

When they did get home, Mystique was waiting. They froze at the sight of her, blinking like deer in headlights.

"She stays. Once she gets that power of hers under control, we'll have the perfect weapon," the woman said, and she gestured to Katie with no care before heading out. They watched until she had shut the door before Fred settled her on the couch and Pietro wet a cloth and brought it to the now- sleeping girl. Wanda walked upstairs without a word. Lance quietly made himself a sandwich while Todd decided to head to his room for a while.

They were all split up, in their own separate thoughts on the battle and this strange thirteen year old that suddenly jumped into their lives.

* * *

Once Katie had left the scene, Kurt suddenly recovered, still shaky, but he didn't seem to remember what had scared him. He jumped at every touch and sudden movement, upsetting the mood of everyone. He told them to keep going to see Dave; that he wanted to see this younger brother of his.

After what seemed like forever, the X-Men stood in front of the warehouse. Jean Grey searched it for any sign of a mind, and found one, actually outside and in front of them.

"You're late. Why?" Everyone blinked and Kurt jumped as a smaller version of the furry mutant appeared, leaning against the wall with only jeans on. He had a book in his three-fingered hand and his tail held a nearly bottle of Pepsi. His other hand pillowed his head against the wall, and he had light blue fur, the kind of blue you'd see in the sky on a clear summer's day.

"A fight, that's all," Kitty explained. Jean Grey was doing a quick search of the stranger's memory and found out that this Dave barely remembered Mystique, and didn't care about her. Kurt slowly approached and held out a trembling hand, almost, almost touching his brother's arm.

"So you're fuzzy too," Kurt said, "Cool." Dave blinked at him curiously, and then shrugged.

"Well, 'brother', I have to grab my stuff." He gently put down everything but the bottle and walked into the warehouse, his tail still clutching the bottle. After a few moments he trotted back out, a backpack on his shoulder and the pepsi bottle now empty. Dave grabbed up the book and stuffed it into the already slightly buldging backpack.

"Err. So, Dave, where do you come from?" Jean asked, trying not to sound scared.

"Other side of America, pretty much. I moved around a lot - foster home after foster home; the orpahanages didn't want me - so that's the general area," he stated with no emotion, then attempted a grin at Kurt. "So, where is the mansion?"

A smile played on the older demon's face. "You can't walk around like that."

"I guess." Dave pulled out a trenchcoat, a baseball cap, and put them on. He grinned. "So, you gonna show me where this place is or not?"