A few weeks later, Twist found herself waking startlingly early. She was shocked out of sleep by another dream. Cringing, she swung her legs over the bed once more and stepped over to the window, leaning across the spare bed. She peered out the window, there were less leaves around now as it drew near to Christmas. She shivered, changing into thick cord trousers and a wool sweater. She stuck her feet into heavy boots and slipped out the room.

Soon she found herself atop her precious and riding away from the school, despite many and regular warnings from Lucea and the Professor about keeping with friends and not to go wandering off, Twist needed to get away for a few hours.

Around twenty minutes of riding in the early morning cold, sunlight playing through the trees when clouds allowed it, she reached a small field, resembling a park. The grass was cut short and had a covering of frost. A smallish lake was in the northern corner of the field, sheets of ice layered on the surface.

Twist smiled, pulling her bike over, and hopping off. Frozen grass crunched underfoot as she stepped on it. She watched her breath for a few moments doing nothing but feeling the cold sink into her bones, then started towards the lake.

Feeling a little more peaceful where there were no people, no thoughts to interrupt her, she looked at the frosty green blanket beneath her feet. She frowned. Mud was all showing through and there were footprints, child ones. She crouched down, feeling ill.

Then there came a noise that made her skin crawl. She could hear someone behind her, creeping their way not so silently across the grass. Her breathing quickened and she felt her heart rate pick up.

Moving her gaze to the lake she slowly straightened up, breathing still irrational. Suddenly she spun round catching a glimpse of a blue skinned woman with shocking yellow eyes and red hair before there was a strange noise, and she morphed into someone else. They morphed back into the seemingly naked woman once more, and Twist's eyes widened.

Taking no chance, she suddenly legged it, sprinting across the grass to her bike.

"Well, if that's how you want to play it." she heard the woman say, running after her. Twist could tell the woman had no shoes on her bare feet as she placed two hands firmly on the fence, swinging the rest of her body over it. She glanced towards her bike, pulling her keys out of her jeans pocket as she ran.

Sliding a leg over the bike, she forced the keys into the bikes ignition, fumbling with it. Twist looked up at the woman, seeing her produce a gun from no-where. Confused and scared, Twist made the wind pick up, forcing it towards the woman's direction, blowing the gun out of her hand and sending her backwards into a tree.

She was all too quick to return home, skidding round corners till she reached the school. Making a bad move, she jumped of and her bike fell to the ground with a crash. Cringing, she leaped up the steps into the Insitute, slamming the door shut.

Breathless, she collapsed on the ground and leant her head back against the door, almost in tears.

"Miss Kain?" came a soft voice from above her head. She glanced up, seeing Ororo Munroe, Storm, on the stairs. Perfectly dressed and looking elegant, she stepped down the stairs and moved over to wear Twist sat, crumpled on the floor.

"Miss Kain?" she repeated and Twist shut her eyes, blocking her out. "I'd ask if you were okay, but you're obviously not." Storm surveyed the teenager before helping her to her feet, leading her towards the living room. She instructed her to sit on the sofa, fetching a mug of hot coffee. She returned and passed it to Twist who gratefully welcomed the bitter fluid.

"Now, Miss Kain…As I found you in distress this morning I am naturally curious, I would like to know what happened. You could tell me?"

The way Storm seemed to put the words seemed so easy, like it was just a small accident that had happened out by the lake. She nodded and felt her hands tremble as she placed her mug on the coffee table in front of her.

"I just…I needed to get away for a little while, think about things, you know?" she started, staring at the mug. "I…I came to this lake and there was no-one there. By..by the lake, there were foot prints…It looked liked there'd been a fight of something." she swallowed, noticing Xavier enter, as did Logan.

"Continue, Twist." the Professor told her. She did.

"Then…there was someone behind me. I looked and it was this woman…She could change into other people. She…She had blue skin and yellow eyes. She had a gun. She tried to chase me…" Twist mumbled, trailing of.

The three adults in the room exchanged glances. "Mystique." Logan mumbled, receiving a nod from Xavier and leaving the room.

"She's the first. No-ones been taken yet, not from here." Storm left Twist's side, going to Xavier's and speaking to him in hushed tones. Just then the door flew open, Silence entering.

"Feannan!" he exclaimed, rushing over and taking her in his arms. Twist felt herself breath a sigh of relief as he wrapped her arms tightly round her and whispered in her ear. "Oh thank god you're okay….I love you."

Note: Whoa. So go me. I thought this would be finished...I hadn't had any inspiration in years BUT NO! I have produced another chapter. I hated my last ones so I wanted to write something I thought was good. Hit review and tell me what ya think, please.

Breif Disclaimer: I don't own the X-men, or most of the characters used. Just Twist.