Ch.2 Powers

Smiling Phoenix launched herself into the air. Her hair once short now long flowing behind her. She headed towards the nearest major city to Alkali Lake. Touching down on the edge of the city she slid the mask off of her face and safely tucked it into her pocket. Among humans it was best to seem like one of them. Dawn was just spreading its pink tendrils towards the sky, as Phoenix walked towards the heart of the metropolis. There she rented a room at one of the better hotels before heading out on the street once more to go shopping for better clothes.

Stopping at this store and that she acquired an adequate wardrobe until she got home the last place she stopped was in a bookstore. There she bought a book on mythical creatures, mainly the phoenix. She had to live up to her namesake or at least know about it.

When she reached her hotel room she laid down for the rest she needed. Phoenix knew the next few days ahead would be very tiresome. Flipping on the T.V. she turned it to a news channel. Some annoying person was talking about the president"-Here is the clip on the remarkable speech the President gave last week about current happenings and the mutant registration act." The clip showed the President speaking about his attack and how he believed that humans and mutants had to work together to create a better future or this world and nation would slowly fall. Also how other people had already tried to start this war and how they were wrong do so and anyone else who did this would be promptly arrested.

Smiling to herself Phoenix clicked the T.V. off. Dr. Xavier was doing all right changing the world again to make it a better place. Nodding off she dreamed of her old life and what her new life might be like.

The next morning she awoke, and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a crimson shirt that complimented her flaming eyes, packing quickly she headed checked out of the hotel and caught a taxi to the nearest hotel. When she got to the airport she bought a ticket to New York City, from there she had to catch a train to Rochester. Her flight arrived on time for once and she boarded the plane. The flight was dully uneventful. By the time she arrived in New York it was very late. Catching a bus she road to the nearest hotel. She hated spending the night at hotels but no train would leave until the next morning to Rochester. She slowly fell asleep that was filled with nervousness, fear, and joy of her return.