The jet landed in the schools underground level. Malt looked around "Not bad" she said unbuckling herself. "Well it's been swell but I really need to get going now" She stood up "BYE!" with that she ran right through the wall of the jet. "Damn" Logan said "we got to know what this kid can do!"

He ran out of the jet and caught her by the arm. "How many powers do you really have?" Malt stuck out her chin." I don't have to tell you that" she said looking at him. "No" a kind voice said from behind her. "But please would you tell me?" Malt turned and stared in awe. "I am Professor Charles Xavier, Headmaster of this school"

He gently wheeled himself in front of her. She peaked behind him and saw Jean and Storm roll Fox away on a bed. "I'm Malt" she said carefully. "It's ok" he said "You don't have to be afraid anymore, Malt do you know why you're here?" She shook her head. "You are a mutant...you have special abilities. Logan please led our new friend to the clinic I believe Jean would like to take a closer look at her." Logan nodded and led her away.

"So" he said as they started the long walk. "How long have you know you were a-"

"Freak?" Malt interrupted. "A mutant" Logan said. "Is there a difference?" Malt asked. Logan couldn't help but laugh. "I've had a past...not a very pleasant one but it's mine." Her skin paled, Logan knew something wasn't right .She glanced around as they entered the school levels.

They walked into the clinic a few minutes later. Jean greeted her with a smile. "Come on in sweetie. Please lie down on this." She pointed to a table. Malt hopped on it just as she was settling in Professor X came into the room. He spoke to her in soft tones. 'I need you to relax and close your eyes." She obeyed and he placed his hands on either side of her temples.

Shapes moved all around her. Poking, touching and injecting her with amber liquids. Her dace was a map of pain. She screamed but no one came to her. She was put in a body drawer, like in a morgue, alive.

Malt cried out and jerked her head away from his hands. She couldn't stop shaking. She was having a seizer. Her body shook uncontrollably and tears leaked out of her eyes. Jean quickly ran over and placed her hand on her forehead. Slowly, Malt calmed and passed out her breath in short gasps. Professor X looked down at her "I believe there is a lot to this poor child"

AUTHOR'S NOTES- well whadda think??? Thank you to all my reviewers keep reading!!