I told the witch doctor I was in love with you, I told the Witch doctor, he told me what to do now he said. . . oh wait! People! Reviews! Yayness! Don't let my singing scare you away!

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Eternity's Voice- Thanks! Yeah I know what you mean about the all-powerful wannabe X-Man thing. . . I hate it. Very much. I kinda made that mistake I think a little in my other fanfic. I have a bit of a writer's block with it right now, but I think I have a way to make it turn out a little better. damien455- Yeah, I can just picture my little Nat doing crazy flips and such. . . heh. We'll be staring slow. I'm trying to go for slightly normal, not another OC ravaging she-man like some people like to do. (No offense to anyone that has a ravaging she-man for an OC! It's just creepy, ya know. . . ;)

Murderee- you have a friend with the same name? NO I CANNOT BE ORIGINAL! 'TWAS NOT MEANT TO BE!! Oh well. Does your friend's eyes change colors too? Now that would be freaky. . . ;)

Dark Jaded Rose- Why thankyou! Do we perhaps have a Pyro fan here? It seems so! I like Pyro, but what can I say? I just happen to like Piotr. (Obviously! Heh) I'm not promising anything, but. . . I tend to play favorites a bit ;) (And don't count on her getting with Piotr, I happen to like Kiotr pairings very much!)

Kerrigan- I like you. I think I'm in love with you! Just kidding! Heh you always have such nice things to say! I love nice reviewers!

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On to Chapter 4!

Chapter 4: Perfect Day

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Ring. Ring.

Natalie groaned and rolled over. Blackness and the blood red of her visions engulfed her tired body.

Palm trees. Wind. So strong. Blowing. Waves crashed down on top of the child. She struggled to swim to the surface. Natalie recognized all too well the signs of a hurricane. She swam forth, grabbing a broken white board that looked like it belonged to a shed of some sort. She floated downstream, passing houses almost completely submerged in storm water. Lightning. Oh, the flashes of light were so horrific. . .

She jumped up, frightened and shaking. She settled down, realizing where she was. She felt sad. She remembered the hurricane. So magnificent they were. Yes, oh yes, they could kill a person, damage property, ruin your life, but living as far back as she did, she could only catch glances of Mother Nature's wondrous fury. She was truly mesmerized by them when she was young.

She swung her legs over the side of her bed. She walked to her dresser to begin brushing her medium-length brown and red hair. She smiled as she saw her blue eyes turn yellow. Being a mutant was kinda fun.

She glanced to her open closet door and saw what she had laid out for herself the night before: a red sweatshirt and a pair of levis.

"Yeah, right. I'm in New York, not the North Pole."

She pulled down a khaki flared skirt and blue flip-flops and a matching sky blue shirt. She smiled as she saw the front of it. It was decorated with a small rainbow and the phrase 'We're taking it Back'. A gift from her friend Josh at her old home.

She grabbed her backpack and headed downstairs.

"Kurt! Like pass the mustard already!"

"Dude, get outta the way!"

"Ah said Ah'm not hungry ya yahoo!"

"Take your mustard Katzchen!"

"Can't we all just get along?"

"No!"

Natalie laughed to herself. Nice, big, happy family. It sounded like a movie she had just seen the week before. What was it? Oh yeah, 'Cheaper by the Dozen'. It had to suck to be the mother of twelve kids.

"Morning ya'll."

"Oh hey Nat! Like, want a piece of fruit or something?"

"Actually, do we have grits?"

Kitty wrinkled her nose. Rogue smiled. "Fahnally, someone with taste 'rund heah."

"They're in the pantry." Scott smiled at her.

"Thanks, One-eye."

She started to reach into the cabinet, when the blue-haired boy suddenly appeared in front of her eyes in a puff of sulfur smoke.

Natalie yelped and her eyes turned green.

"Zorry, Natalie, but ve're late vor zkool!"

"Oh dang it!"

"Don't forget your sunglasses, rainbow girl."

Natalie turned to face the beast-man, Logan. He held her sunglasses up, dangling from a metal claw. She hesitated, then snatched them away, pushing them up on her nose. Brown and red streaks fell around her face. "Le's go then!"

The older mutants got into their appropriate cars, and younger ones jumped in the back. Rogue went to walk alone. Jamie stayed inside to get his ride to the middle school from the African goddess. Natalie started to follow Scott, then she caught him eying her, so she stopped.

"Coming, Nat?" Scott stared at her expectantly.

"Uh. . . no. It's a nice day for a walk."

"Suit yourself. See you at school!" And he drove away in his amazingly sweet car.

Natalie started the long walk to school.

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Pietro Maximoff walked outside of the boarding house where he was staying. His father, whom everyone knew as Magneto, had asked him to stay there to keep an eye on the Brotherhood. They were nice enough, but severely undertrained, definitely unworthy of staying in Mystique's care. Blue bitch.

He breathed in the morning air. "Finally I can get away from those idiots, atleast until school."

He ran towards school at an amazing speed. Wind flew through his silvery hair. He smiled. Running was who he was. Anyone who said something otherwise could shove it, or take it up with Magneto. Either way, Pietro won out.

He ran, swerved around the corner by Moondance diner, and fell into one of the prettiest girls he'd ever run into. He nearly choked, but managed to play it cool regardless.

Natalie looked up from where she lay. A silver-haired boy lay on top of her. He quickly jumped off.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you, but I was in a hurry and I-"

"Relax speedy, it's cool."

Pietro stared at her, wide-eyed.

"Your accent."

"And?"

"Just move here?"

"I'm with Xavier."

Pietro gawked at her. "What the hell?"

He turned and ran. She stared where he had been standing moments earlier. No one moved that fast. She narrowed her eyes.

"I wonder if that was a Brotherhood guy."

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School. Finally. Natalie sighed. "And here we go again."

She walked inside to see Kitty and Kurt. "Like hey Natalie! Who do you have first?"

She looked at her folded schedule. "Ummm. . . Mr. Ledford. Pre-calc."

"Cool! Like you have it with me. Let's go!"

They started to walk away, when Natalie caught sight of a boy. She stared at him, grinning. Kitty followed her gaze. Kurt just shook his head and walked away, mumbling something about 'Girl business'. "Think he's cute?"

Natalie eyed the boy. Ripped jeans, black shirt, brown jacket with boots. . . and a mullet.

She finally spoke. "THAT IS SO COOL!"

"Like what it?"

"That dude has a mullet!"

"Oh, that's just Lance. He's trouble. You know, the Brotherhood?"

"But he has a mullet!"

The guy Lance must have heard 'mullet' because he turned to face Kitty and the new girl. He smiled and walked over.

"Hey there, Pretty Kitty."

"Uggh, like bite me, Lance."

"With pleasure." He just grinned, then frowned as he noticed the new girl staring at him. "What?"

"Dude you are so freaking cool! You have a mullet! I love it!"

". . .Right. Thanks." He smiled uncomfortably. Kitty rolled her eyes. "Let's go."

The two girls walked to class, leaving an uncomfortable Lance in the hallway.

They sat down in class, near the front.

"Do you like him or something, Nat?"

"Shoot no! But mullets are awesome! Think like Joe Dirt. In my old town, if you had a mullet, you were cool."

Kitty just laughed.

"Okay, boys and girls! New student's in. Can you stand up please?"

The man motioned for Natalie to stand up, so she did. She smiled nervously.

"I-I'm Natalie Wayne.

She looked out through her dark sunglasses. Kids just stared at her. Some stared at the ceiling. Half of them must have been asleep. Kitty looked at her expectantly, and- the silver haired boy? He grinned at her from the back of the classroom. She smiled nervously.

"Where are you from Miss Wayne?"

Natalie stared out with a blank expression. Darkness, illuminated by a dull red flame. It was hard to see through billowing smoke, but she was sure she saw an infant that lay wrapped in a blanket inside of a cradle that threatened to catch fire.

"Miss Wayne?"

"Oh, no, not another vision", Kitty thought to herself.

"Miss WAYNE!"

Natalie snapped to attention. A few snickers erupted from her classmates. She blushed, and her eyes turned a silvery-white beneath her shades.

"Now, Miss Wayne, now that we have your full attention, where are you from?"

"Oh, um, Baldwin, Florida."

"That's nice! Class, isn't that nice?"

No answer. No one even cared. Kitty smiled knowingly.

"Well, I think that's nice. Any hobbies?"

"If I think of any, Ah'll let ya know."

"Oh, um, great. You may take a seat." He gestured to the empty desk beside Kitty.

"Thank Heavens." Natalie breathed inwardly and took her seat. Kitty smiled encouragement to her.

Natalie felt someone poke her in her shoulder. She turned around to look and saw the silver-haired boy. He grinned at her.

"Sorry 'bout this morning, Natalie. Maybe we can start over. Pietro Maximoff."

He stuck his hand out in greeting. She grinned. "So you are a Brotherhood boy."

"Yeah, and you're an X-geek. But that's not stopping me. I just wanna make some polite conversation."

Kitty watched the whole thing with disgust. "I'm sure that's exactly what you wanna make."

"No one asked you, Pryde." Pietro narrowed his eyes.

"Look, let's just get our work done, 'kay?"

Natalie stared at the both of them. Like she needed to be in an argument on her first day.

"No problem, rainbow girl." Natalie stiffened at that name. Pietro noticed this.

"What's wrong? Something with your power?"

"No."

He snatched her sunglasses off her face to reveal green eyes. She just looked at him. He growled a little and put them back on her face.

"Close but no cigar, flamer."

He went back to work. Natalie grinned, and Kitty just laughed at the whole thing. Today would be so interesting- if she could keep her powers under control without creeping out too many people. But she'd better let the Professor know anyway.

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And until next time ladies and gents, enjoy my random rants. . . not including my singing abilities, which cannot be enjoyed. All my love, Piotr's girl