The next morning Stitch rose early. He guided himself down the hall, his and Scott's room was on the right of the staircase, so he went left. From then on he turned left and kept going straight into the kitchen.

"I'm guessing you already got used to this place already." Logan looked up as Stitch entered.

"Well, not really, I was actually heading toward the bathroom." Stitch followed the sound of Logan's voice, as he lead him to the countertop. "Is anyone else up?"

"Hank might be in the lab, Storm'll be in the greenhouse taking care of the vegetable garden, but I'm not too sure of Charles." Logan took out a bowl, several boxes of cereal, and the gallon of milk setting them in front of Stitch. "Pick your choice of cereal." Stitch lifted the tab of each box. He never smelled stuff like this before. Fruity Pebbles, Cap'n Crunch, Rasin Bran Crunch, and Honey Combs. He opened the Honey Comb box and poured it in the bowl half way, then added the milk.

"Mmm." He crunched loudly.

"First lesson is dangerroom practice. Maybe Scott, Piotr, or Kitty can take you down there." With that Logan threw away his soda bottle, and walked out.

Kitty walked into the room rubbing her sleepy eyes. She looke straight ahead and jumped. "Oh, like hey Stitch. I didn't see you there."

"I thought I was the only blind one," they both laughed and Kitty sat down. "So what's this dangerroom all about?"

"Training for our powers. Say, like what can you do?" Kitty took a spoonful of Fruity Pebbles and put it to her mouth.

In the dangerroom Logan worked with Stitch, Kitty, Scott, Piotr, and a lot of the other students. The game was capture the flag, but a little twist. "It's time to show these guys what you can do kid, make sure no one touches that flag," Logan spoke from the control room. Stitch grinned and cracked his nknuckles, listening tentatively to any sound made near him.

A large wall came up from the ground as Sam neared the flag, but Bobby froze him before he could get to it. Kitty was running faster and fasterto get the other team's flag,as she looked behind her and saw Piotr coming up on Stitch. "Watch out Stitch!" As soon as she said this Stitch closed his eyes, everyone in the room were paralyzed and stood where they were. A brilliant light filled the whole room. Piotr, who was the closet got most effected, he shielded his eyes so quickly but apparently not quickly enough. A few secondslater Stitch opened his eyes again, he heard a lot of commotion in front of him. He got closer and heard Logan's voice.

"How many fingers?"

"I cannot see, it is too bright," Piotr responded. Kitty watch Piotr, frightened, they all were.

"Alright, Scott, help me take him to Hank," Scott listened to Logan, and they both carried him off to the med-lab. Stitch was speechless and also scared, everyone was looking at him, but he couldn't see that. He didn't know if they were angry or forgiving. It was an accident, he didn't mean to blind Piotr.

In the med-lab Hank looked into Piotr's light blue eyes. "His pupils are dilated," he looked over to Logan. "Has he been exposed to any bright lights." Scott nodded his head, and Logan did too. Then Hank moved his finger back and forth in front of Piotr's face. He finally came to a conclusion, "Well, there doesn't seem to be any permanent damage to the eyes." Piotr looked at Hank now, "but I would like Piotr to stay inside for the day, and wear these sunglasses. It is something what photographers do to change their film. Darkness will help his sight come back." Piotr took the sunglass and got off the table, he and Scott left the room to try and find Stitch.

"What were you teaching them today." Hank asked as he began to clean up.

"They were playing capture the flag. Stitch, the new kid, was in it too."

"Very interesting."

"What?"

"What I saw. Light can be very useful, but when it gets too bright, it can bring short time lose of eyesight. You would need a very bright light in order to do that however, something like neon." Logan looked at him confused. "You know, neon, from the periodic table of elements. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he could control it."