A/N: Hope you enjoy this chapter for it is the last chapter of this story!
When I woke up I was lying on a cold metal bed and saw four people that I didn't recognize at first. There was a man that had orange rock for skin instead of normal skin like a normal person. A man with blond hair and looked like he was twenty or so and there was a third man who had dark brown hair with white strikes every now and then. The forth person was a woman with blonde hair. They all wore blue suites with the number 4 on their chest except for the rock guy. He wore blue shorts like the beast has. I looked around the room and saw that my friends and the X-men weren't anywhere to be found. Then it hit me these people were the Fantastic Four! I sat up and jumped off of the bed and lost my balance and would have fallen if Reed Richards also known as Mr. Fantastic hadn't caught me.
"Easy, sweetheart." He said bringing me up right. "You've got a pretty bad bump on your head."
"Where are my friends?" I asked. I walked past the Human Torch and the Thing and stopped in front of Sue Richards and looked back at Reed. "Your friends are in the next room waiting for you." The Thing said as he, Johnny (Human Torch) and Sue lead me out of the room.
When we walking into the next room I saw, Storm, Cyclops, Jean, Havok, Bobby, Rogue and Polaris standing in front of for glass cases. Once held Andi, another held Chris and the third held Knole. I assumed the last one was for me. I walked up to Wolverine and hugged him. After I released him he handed me a box.
"I don't want yah to open it 'till you get home." I nodded my head and climbed into the last case. I was wondering where Angel was as Reed closed my cell. I looked around the room and then out the window and the last thing I saw was Angel perched on the window seal saying good-bye to me.
I woke up in the middle of the night and turned my lamp on and ran to the bathroom. I checked my hair and there were no blue strikes in I, no scar on my face no broken arm, ribs or any wound of any kind and no tattoo. I walked back to bed and found a box sitting on my dresser. I picked it up, opened it and saw the name Black Fox engraved in to the bottom of the handle and on the handle was a painting of a black fox. I put the case down, and put my head in my hands.
"Did that really happen? Was it all a dream?" I asked myself.
"Rach, you okay?" Crystal asked as she slowly woke up.
"Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine." I replied as I turned the light out and lay back down. "I just had a really weired dream. I think."
"Well we've got things to do tomorrow." Crystal said as she yawned, "So get some sleep."
I nodded my head but I knew as I laid wake in the dark, that there was no way this could have happened and yet I had a box with a knife that Wolverine gave me in me dream! I also knew there were times where I would have unanswered questions and this was one of those times.
A/N: By the way if you've read any of my latest work, then you'll see that there are differnces in the way that this story is different becuase it was one of the first ones that I wrote. Thank you for reading and have a nice day. Oh and Please review