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Chapter Two

Entry six- Day "camping out" :

Felt like writing my thoughts on paper. So I just grabbed an empty notebook from a compartment in the jet. What can I say? This jet has everything.

While Magneto is filling the X-men in on what's going on with the whole attack on the mansion, Bobby came by to say goodnight to me in my tent. When he went back to his, I decided to come out here. I'm sitting on a broken tree branch right now looking up at the beautiful night sky, full of sparkling stars, and writing in this. Just look at those stars. What a perfect night to share with a special person. What a perfect night to kiss until our lips are tired. What a perfect night to be with each other for the whole night. Don't you think? Wait… I just remembered who I am.

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Magneto sat at his desk in the big metal room. "Come in," he said smugly to the large figure at the door. The person came in slowly. "Welcome back Brother."

All that came in response was low growls and advancing footsteps. The hairy man came forth from the shadows to appear about seven feet, with long hair, sharp teeth, and black eyes.

"Magneto," a voice called out from nearby. Suddenly John came running into the room. "There was this scary dude at the……"

"Pyro," Magneto said in a slightly irritated expression. "I've already told you to knock once before."

"Sorry," John said as he looked over to Sabretooth.

"The 'scary dude' that you saw is part of the team," Magneto said as he turned to Sabretooth. "Sabretooth, meet Pyro. Our new addition to the Brotherhood. Former student of Charles."

Pyro shifted in his standing position uncomfortably as Magneto left the room, leaving him alone with Sabretooth.

Sabretooth walked over to Magneto's desk and sat in his chair. He looked over to Pyro with an intimidating stare. Pyro immediately sat down, thinking that was what Sabretooth wanted him to do.

There was silence in the room for a few minutes. John fiddled with his lighter continuously.

"Tell me more about your old school," Sabretooth said roughly.

Sabretooth just sat stiffly with delighted eyes and only one thing on his mind.

Revenge.

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"You wait here with Bobby," Rogue said to Joe as she headed up the long stairs and turned her head back. "I'll go get the Professor."

Joe didn't move his eyes from Rogue for a second until she was out of sight. Bobby looked over to him with an irritated expression.

"She's my girlfriend," Bobby said as Joe tried to ignore his comment. Suddenly, a group of children came running into the front doors with sweaty faces and hard breathing. They went into the living room and slumped down on the couches with Kitty and Jubilee, who had already been there. Ten minutes passed, and still no sign of Rogue. "I wonder what's taking Rogue so long? Why don't you go introduce yourself to the others while I go get her."

Joe obeyed and walked into the living room. Everyone turned to look at him with confusion written all over their faces. "Hey everyone. I'm Joe."

Silence.

"Eighteen year-old boy with no family and special powers," Joe said. "Rogue and Bobby brought me here to stay."

"Hey Joe," everyone said with understanding now to what he was doing there.

He walked over to an empty seat on the single couch slowly. He looked at everyone and tried to remember their faces. He looked over at the television screen and the chattering people. They were all talking about how the horror movie on television creeped them out. Joe rolled his eyes and grabbed the remote. He pressed the power button to turn the pathetic movie off.

"Hey! Like what do you think you're doing?" Kitty exclaimed as Joe looked at her with his eyes squinted.

"If you think that was a scary movie then you haven't heard my stories yet," Joe said as they all went silent and listened to him carefully. His voice was low and eerie. "A girl lived once. She died long ago, but her legend still lives."

All the students had their ears open and their eyes concentrated on Joe. "Now, don't get me wrong. This horror story has a moral to it," Joe continued slow and steadily. "This girl was no ordinary girl. She knew not of her identity nor of anything else around her. Not even her own name. She lived alone, in a house full of…" he paused.

"House full of what?" Jubilee asked curiously.

"Mirrors," Joe whispered. "It was covered in mirrors. Every night she would go outside into the wilderness to practice her battle skills and fighting abilities."

Joe took a deep breath and continued. "She was preparing for war against the enemy she sees every morning. That is her objective in life. To defeat her one and only arch nemesis." Joe knitted his eyebrows down in an evil expression and whispered lightly. "The next night, when she felt she was strong enough and ready to encounter this enemy, she called for it to come to her."

Silence.

"She would scream at the top of her lungs, 'come closer you coward!'" Joe screamed in a whisper. "She kept screaming 'COME CLOSER YOU COWARD!' It would not come closer. So she walked up to it with the sharp glass dagger in her hand. She aimed it towards her enemy and the pieces of glass shattered everywhere."

Silence.

"She broke every last piece, just so she could not look at her reflection ever again," Joe said as he hunched over and a shadow was cast upon his face. "She smiled in appreciation of herself but turned around to find a mirror forming all by itself. 'Funny to think you could get rid of me. I am you'. The girl still held the dagger in her bloody hands and raced towards the reflection of herself. Hours and hours passed after she had destroyed the images. But a voice in her head kept telling her the same thing."

"'Funny to think you could get rid of me. I am you'," Piotr said in a mimicking voice. Joe just nodded.

"After that, she just crouched on the floor and broke out in sobs. Blood was now all over the ground," Joe said with a smile. "For she was dead. Slaughtered."

"Like what's the moral of the story?" Kitty asked as she held her hands tightly.

"In order to defeat your enemy, you have to know your enemy," Joe said.

"Alright," Bobby said at the entrance of the living room. "That's enough horror stories for one day."

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Rogue stood with a worried expression on her face. She tucked her white strands of hair behind her ear. She had just told Bobby to keep Joe company, while she found out what was going on with Scott. "Is he going to be ok?" she asked, biting her lip down hard.

"I don't know kid," Logan said with a sigh. "I don't know." Logan kept his usual rough expression. He stayed strong enough for all of them.

Suddenly a bamf sound came from the middle of the dim blue hallway in the lower levels where they had forcefully dragged Scott to the larger room. Storm and Kurt appeared from the smoke as Storm immediately started pacing.

"Is he alright?" Storm asked with worried brown eyes.

"The Professor just went in there and is doing what he can 'Ro," Logan said trying to calm her down.

"Why is he doing this?" she said as her throat tightened and her sound became lighter. "What has gotten into him?" Kurt looked over to her, wanting to comfort her with everything he has to give. He couldn't stand watching Storm like this. He walked over to her and held her hands in his.

"It's going to be alright," Kurt said whole-heartedly. "Everything vill be fine, ja." Storm's expression softened at his touch and she stopped pacing. Instead, she stood there with her arms crossed and her heel tapping the ground at a fast beat.

"Everything vill be fine," Kurt said to himself unconvincingly.

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Scott bounced the object on the floor and watched it crash in amazement. His expression was childish and his hands trembled. Professor Xavier was going to attempt to find out what is wrong with him by entering his thoughts.

He closed his eyes and concentrated with everything he had inside him. He couldn't give up on Scott. He was like a son to him. The Professor tried going into his mind but he felt something blocking him. Something very powerful.

But that didn't stop him. He knitted his eyebrows together and tried again, but all he got was static and intense heat. His head jolted back and he felt a pain in the back of his head.

When Professor Xavier closed his eyes to try again, Scott suddenly shot up from his seat and started spinning around in circles. "The world is round, nobody should fall off," Scott said to himself in a childish tone as he fell to the ground and looked at the broken object. "No one should die," he said softly.

Then he pounced on his back and put his hands on his head. "STOP IT!! Jj-Jj-Jj-," he said in a rush. "No, not that. No not that. Would you stop?"

Professor Xavier looked away from Scott painfully and went to his alternative. He was going to sedate him. He slowly walked over to Scott who was cuddled up on the floor now like a baby. He looked up at Professor X weirdly and asked, "Who are you?"

Professor Xavier stuck the needle in Scott's arm to sedate him for a while. He waited until Scott went unconscious. But nothing happened. Scott was still cuddled up like a baby on the floor muttering non-understandable things.

Professor Xavier was confused. He sighed a long sigh and inhaled deeply. He decided he was going to leave Scott alone for now. At least he's settled down just a little, he thought with sadness as he peered over to Scott, who was laying there talking to himself. He opened the door to see Logan, Storm, Kurt, and Rogue standing there impatiently.

"Scott has always been there for everyone," Professor Xavier stated with a stiff expression as he looked straight ahead. "It's your heart's duty to be there for him now."

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Who am I? the girl asked herself curiously. She got up from her comfortable bed with red covers and walked over to her dresser. She picked up her brush and ran it a couple of times through her red hair.

Her glossy green eyes diverted themselves towards the mirror that was in front of her. She looked at the girl staring back, frightened. Scott, the back of her mind screamed in a whisper. She shook the weird thought of the name out of her head quickly.

She returned her full attention to the reflection again. She squinted her eyes and reached out her hand to touch the mirror. Who are you? she asked herself in wonder. She shut her eyes hard in attempt to stop the tears from pouring down. Her arched eyebrows knitted together as she formed worry lines on her forehead. She felt her power emerge within her. Suddenly the mirror came crashing down all over the marble floor with a loud noise. She didn't even try to block the disturbing sound of the crash from her ears.

"I don't even know you," she said out loud to her broken reflection in the mirrors. She consciously stepped on the broken pieces of glass with hatred.

She tightened her silk red robe around her body as she heard a knock at the door. The door opened as a man came in and smiled. His smile faded as he saw glass all over the floor. "Jean, are you alright darling?" he asked.

"Don't call me that," she said quickly, referring to the word 'darling'.

He sighed as his expression saddened. "I know it's going to take time for your memory to come back to you. And I'm sorry if I'm making this harder than it already is," he said, trying to sound honest. "But I want you to know I'm always there for you. I'll always take care of you. Just like before, as your fiancé."

Jean sighed and folded her arms across her chest. She looked at his out-stretched hand for a moment. Then she let out her hand as she felt the cold touch of his skin against hers.

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