Malt stirred slowly arousing herself from the deep sleep she had tumbled into. Where was she? "A room" she though "Duh, this is like a boarding school." She crossed to the window and stared out. Hard to imagine that just 3 house ago she was being beaten up by a chick named Fox. Fox! Where was she? Malt turned around and saw her sleeping on a bed. "Fox?" she shook her "Fox?" Fox opened her eyes "Whadda need?" she asked sitting up. "How are you feeling?" Fox looked at Malt like she was an active bomb. "I should be asking you that. I woke up just as you passed out. You were screaming something...'Daddy, you kept saying 'Daddy help me'" Malt picked at a loose thread on the quilt.
Fox put her hand over hers. "I met some other people, beside the ones that brought us here, A pretty girl named Rouge, she can like suck out your life just by touching you! And dude called Cyclops; he can make lasers come out of his eyes. Like you but he wears these big lenses." She shook her head. "People got some weird names around here" Malt looked at her "O.K. Fox" Fox grinned "Yeah MALT" Malt stood up "Where can I get something to drink here?" Fox pointed to the door "Take the elevator to the second floor and the kitchen is three doors down, Rouge gave me a tour" she added seeing Malts look. Fox stood up and smoothed her shirt. She slipped into her jacket "Good-bye" Malt spun around "What you're leaving?" Fox nodded "I can't stay in one place, it doesn't suite me"
"Stay out of trouble Fox" Fox winked "Where would I possible find trouble?" like a flash she was gone out the window. Malt continued on her journey to the kitchen.
She entered it slowly at first and look at the cheerfully clean blue-tilled kitchen. "Hey there" a voce rumbled behind her causing her to jump. "Oh, it's you" she sat behind the counter as Logan crossed into the kitchen. "Me" he said helping himself to a Pepsi. "You want one?" he asked pulling out another can. Malt nodded, took the can and popped it open. They drank in silence for a few minutes. Malt said "Do you really want to know what all I can do?" Logan drank deeply and nodded his head. Malt stared at her can. "I'm not exactly sure if this is all of my so-called powers but, I can run through walls, I can control the weather, I can make lasers come out of my eyes"
Logan stopped her "How come you don't have to wear big glasses like Scott?" Malt gave him a mysterious smile "I have a super power mind; I invented contact like thing that you can wear for like a year. But what scares me the most is these-"she held up her hands. "You have?" Malt just nodded and sniffled. "You seem so familiar but so far away from me. I can't even remember my real name!" She pulled out her necklace and showed it to him. "Multiple 1, that's all I am, Malt, as I was called for as long as I can remember."
ANOTHOUSR NOTES- Sorry to end a chappie like that but I am very tired and I have to cheer tomorrow at a football game. Thank you all my faithful reviewers!!!