A/N Ok I swear something good will happen in this chapter. I hope you'll all agree with the new plotline. The reviews I got helped a lot. I need constructive criticism! I've never been a good editor. Ok I'll stop babbling.

Aura stood in front of the school. She couldn't stay here and she knew it. It was about 3:00 am and she had snuck out of her room. She had been tossing and turning all night. She couldn't stand this place, everyone was so perfect and nice and controlled. They never had emotional outbursts or mental breakdowns and it drove her crazy. God, even the school bad boy was good. By the bad boy she meant Logan, or Wolverine, whatever his name was. She had liked him at first, he seemed dangerous, but now she saw he was a bad boy gone good. An X-Man, she thought with contempt. What was that supposed to mean anyway? What exactly was an X-Man? Oh well, all she knew is that she couldn't stand it much longer. She craved conflict. She grew up in a broken home, her mom was schizophrenic and her dad drank. So she was used to problems. She tried to convince herself she was a good kid, but compared to these people she was horrible.

Fine, it was settled. She needed to be out on her own. That way she might be able to trick herself into believing she's a good person again, then she could let herself get away with more. Like murder. She pushed the thought away, but the thought was oddly attractive. She could kill, she was capable of it. What other things was she capable of? Who knew. But right now she had to get away from this place. She already had her bag slung over her shoulder with all her belongings in it. Ok, then what's stopping you? She wasn't sure; maybe she did want to stay here, maybe she wanted to stay with these people. No. She turned around and headed down the driveway until something caught her eye and she stopped.

There was something just to the right of her, by some bushes. Scott's motorcycle. She smiled devilishly; he wouldn't miss it that bad. She knew how to hotwire a car, how much different was a motorcycle? Apparently a lot. She shocked herself twice before giving up and heading back down the driveway on foot, but not before she'd cursed the bike and kicked dirt at it. It was a childish thing to do but she didn't care. She prided herself on her hotwiring skills. Oh well, as long as I get out of here. Just as she got to the gate she looked back. She saw Wolverine leaning against the doorway, watching her. She just smiled mockingly and blew him a kiss. She put a little sway in her hips as she walked away.

1 Hour Later

My feet are killing me! Aura had been walking for an hour now trying to hitch a ride. She had only seen two cars and they both passed her with not even a sideways glance. Although, she could see why, she was wearing torn jeans, knee-high black army boots, an AC/DC t-shirt, and black armbands that stretched from just over her wrists, up to her elbows. She also had an old jean jacket and a black hat. She looked like trouble, especially to some old couple in a mini-van.

Aura sat down in some grass on the side of the road. I can just rest here for an hour or two then keep going. She put her bag under her head and layed down. Her stomach grumbled. It was just then that she realized how hungry she was. But what did she have to eat. All she had in her bag was a different shirt, a pair of socks, a pair of underwear, and a knife. And an orange. She found it in the bottom of her bag, wrapped in her underwear. Oh well, they were clean. She took out her knife and started peeling it. But, suddenly, the knife was pulled out of her hand. "Hey!" She looked up and saw a man standing on the other side of the street, holding her knife. There was a boy about her age standing next to him smirking. She didn't know how he got her knife from all the way over there, but she wanted it back. "Hey man, give me my knife back and I won't have to hurt you." The man smiled and the boy laughed. She felt her anger rising and that familiar cold tingle. "I'm being serious, give me my knife." He just stood there smiling. Ok, he asked for it. She let go, not completely, but enough so that she became surrounded by that black haze. Her eyes shimmered. The man's smile got bigger, but the kid started looking scared. He flipped open his lighter and pulled the fire out of it and into his hand, making a sort of fiery snowball.

Just as he was getting ready to throw it the old guy stopped him, "You have no need for that Mr. Pyro," he said, "she won't give us any trouble, will you?" Aura was getting kind of worried, obviously they were mutants and she wasn't sure if she could win against two of them. The one called Pyro closed his fist over the fire, making it disappear. Aura, however, did not let down her guard.

"You're running away from the school, why?" the old guy said.

"How did you know that's where I came from?"

"Oh, we followed you. Or rather Mystique followed you." She heard something behind her and turned around. A blue girl with red hair walked out of the trees behind her. Why hadn't she heard her before? "Aura, meet Mystique," he said gesturing towards the blue girl. How did he know her name? "And this is Pyro," he said gesturing towards the kid, who nodded his head.

"And who are you?" Her voice faltered. She was starting to get scared, which made her start to lose control over her power. The black haze around her got thicker and started spreading out.

"I am Magneto, and I am here to help."

"Help?" This truly stunned her. She thought he was going to try and kill her.

"Yes. I know you're running away from the school and I'm here to help you. Unless you'd like to walk to the nearest city. And then what would you do?"

"I don't know I didn't think that far ahead." She was letting her guard down. "But how can you help me? Make me hide out in the woods like the others wanted to?"

"No, I would never do that. I think mutants should be able to live freely without hiding their talents. Really we are superior to the human race. We could so easily prevail over them but instead we let them rule over us. And it's people like Charles Xavier and his precious X-Men who are stopping us." She knew what he meant. She had thought the same things herself many times in the past. "So come with me, and help lead mutants to freedom from the human rule. Help bring mutants to power." She like the way this guy thought.

"So, you would help me focus my power," the black haze was beginning to diminish, "so that I could use it to help you in your quest of mutant superiority?"

"Yes. But there is one thing, I know you've killed before, but would you be willing to do it again?" She wasn't entirely sure about this but she nodded her head anyway. The man smiled. "Then follow me." Aura hadn't even noticed that the blue girl, Mystique, was gone until she drove up in a nice Chevy Monte Carlo. The boy named Pyro got in the back and Magneto got in the passenger seat. Aura got in the backseat next to Pyro. She noticed that Mystique now looked different, her skin was no longer blue and she had brown curly hair. So, she's a shape-shifter. Obviously Pyro can manipulate fire, but what can Magneto do? "So, what's your power?" she asked him.

"I can create magnetic fields and control metal."

"Wow," she said. This was all a little strange for her, but these people had similar ideas to her own. She was tired of hiding out, tired of being pushed around by people she could easily destroy, and tired of being told to control herself. Things would be different now, for her, and for all other mutants as well, if they succeeded. "So, since the X-Men are supposedly the good guys, then what does that make you?"

Pyro answered with a smirk on his face, "The bad guys." Aura felt a tingle go through her body. But this time it wasn't because of her power. She had always liked bad guys.