Divine Source

Mutants: Kurt: Nightcrawler
Marie: Rogue
Remy: Gambit
Ororo: Storm Bobby: Iceman Jean
John: Pyro Scott: Cyclops Mystique
Logan: Wolverine

Eric:
Magneto
Taylor: Ice

AN: Thanks for the reviews and I do think a pairing between Ororo and Kurt seems probable because they had great chemistry in the movie. I also think that a pairing between Taylor and Remy sounds pretty good too, but I can't promise anything yet.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Chapter 2
"You may not believe me," she warned. "Mutant or not. I wasn't born with these capabilities. I may have never developed them or anything like them had it not been for Wyatt."
"Wyatt?" Xavier questioned.
"Wyatt Halliwell."
"Yes...I believe I knew his father. Leo Wyatt?"
"Yes."
"Wyatt died a few years ago in an accident, did he not?"
Taylor nodded. "He bled to death. Wyatt was, in a word, a witch. He had these powers he'd inherited from his mother and his father." Taylor spent the next half hour explaining about witches and whitelighters and the work Wyatts' parents and aunts had been into.
"When his mother died," she continued. "He took over the club. My mom worked there and they were close. When she died he adopted me to protect me from my abusive father and changed my last name to Haliwell. He took to me and we formed a big brother- little sister relationship. He taught me how to fight and he was the one that made sure I went to school.
"Three years ago Wyatt passed unexpectedly. He'd been wounded by something and no one could stop the bleeding. It was the same thing that killed his father." Taylor stopped speaking as an unexpected lump had formed in her throat.
"I was with him. We'd just come back from the movies to celebrate my grades and we were on our way to get some ice cream when he stopped in the middle of the street. He turned back towards an alley we'd just passed and told me to wait on the sidewalk. He went into the alley and the next thing I know he's yelling. I ran after him and got to him just in time to see some sort of monster die. He'd destroyed it, but not before it wounded him."
"What kind of monster are you talking about?" Professor Xavier asked. This was different. She spoke of monsters, witches, and whitelighters. In all the time he'd known Leo and Wyatt, nothing like that had ever come up. He knew, of course that Leo had powers. He'd thought him another mutant and had dismissed it. But if these things existed, why didn't they just come out with the mutant population to announce their presence?
Xavier stopped mid-thought as he felt he already knew the answer. To call attention to witches and their way of life would subject them to the scrutiny and malice now directed at the mutant population. With that kind of attention bared on them, they would not be able to do the jobs they were born to do.
Taylor opened her duffle bag and pulled out a huge book. Xavier could only guess it was the Book of Shadows she'd talked about. She flipped through its pages before finding what she was looking for.
"Bane," she answered turning it so that he and the others could see. It was a hideous monster with scars across its face, fangs sticking out in every direction out of its mouth, and small black eyes. "It feeds off of whitelighter life and that night it was tracking Wyatt, but he found it first. I-I tried to help Wyatt, but it was too late. By the time the ambulance got there he'd loss so much blood. It covered my hands and my face." Taylor swallowed closed the book and placed it back into her bag. She rubbed her hands and face as though she felt like she was back in that alley.
"Before he died he held my hand and mumbled something. He handed me the keys to his house and told me to look in his attic. Then he smiled at me and told me that I had a new life. He closed his eyes and he left me." Storm reached out to touch Taylor, but Taylor shrugged her away. She composed herself quickly and gave a watery smile. She turned to Storm and winked at her.
"I'm fine," she assured her. Taylor took a deep breath and turned back towards the professor. "Anything else?" She now gave off a false cheerfulness that made both Storm and Nightcrawler want to cringe.
"Yes," Xavier said. He gazed intently at her. "What happened then?"
"I had to back to the house. It was the place where I'd had so many birthday parties with him and my friends. It hurt to go back. I went up to the attic and found the Book Of Shadows. It was weird because in all the time I'd been with Wyatt he'd expressly forbidden me to go into the attic. It was always locked. But the day I went back, it wasn't." Taylor shifted in her seat.
"When I opened the book I found a small journal. When I opened it I saw that it was Wyatts' and the last entry was the day he got killed. In the journal he explained his world to me. He said that if I was reading the journal, then he must've died because if he was alive, he'd have told me about his world. He told me that he knew all of this was to pass and that I had been chosen to live with him and become his successor." Taylor fidgeted with her hands and looked down.
"When I think about it I'll never know how he kept it from me, with all the demons he slayed and stuff. Anyway, the journal explained the Halliwell history and the powers they possessed. It also explained the powers that I now possess."
"What are all of your powers?" Rogue asked.
"I-I can move things with my mind, orb or in a way teleport, orb things to me/call things to me, astral project, levitate, freeze time, blow things up, I'm clairvoyant, and I'm an empath/I can feel others peoples emotions."
"Can you control most, if any, of these powers?"
"I can control them for the most part. The empathy is hard, though. I can control it unless I'm around someone who's feeling something really strongly. Then I have a hard time. I can't control my visions. I can control the freezing, explosions, and telekinesis. The rest is really hard, but all of my powers are tied to my emotions."
"Alright," Xavier said smiling at her. "You'll be given that same class schedule as Rogue so that she may show you around. You should meet Cyclops and Wolverine tomorrow."
"Who?"
"Scott and Logan. They were the two missing today."
"Oh."

"This is our room?" Taylor asked Rogue. The young woman and her boyfriend had shown Taylor around and ended the tour at the room Taylor would be sharing with Rogue. Taylor pushed back her cloak to reveal her face for the first time and Rogue and Bobby got their first good look at her.
She had big hazel eyes, her skin color was the same as Storms', her hair was black and short (think Alissa Milano's new do), she was slim, she had full pouty lips, and she was the same height as Rogue.
Rogue watched how Taylor kept her eyes downcast on the ground as though she was afraid of eye contact. She was gorgeous and it made Rogue angry to see how low Taylor's self-esteem was. What kind of life had Taylor lived? Rogue knew that she hadn't given the whole story on her life. There were too many gaps.
"Uh, yeah. It's late and class starts early so we should get some sleep." Rogue turned towards Bobby. She smiled softly at her boyfriend and hugged him carefully goodnight. After Bobby left the two girls began to get ready for bed.
"So...what's your power?" Taylor asked Rogue.
"Ah'm untouchable. If Ah touch someone, skin-to-skin, then Ah absorb their memories, energy, and powers. That is if they're a mutant. If their human Ah only suck out memories and energy." Taylor nodded slowly. She and Rogue laid down on their beds and prepared for sleep.
"Is it hard?" she asked suddenly making Rogue sit up in her bed. "Having powers that keep you from human contact?"
"Sometimes," Rogue said after moments of silence. "It keeps meh from getting hurt. But sometimes it keeps me from getting close in the most basic of ways. Ah can't hold hands or anything so simple. Ah'm always afraid that the small amount of exposed skin Ah have will hurt someone." Rogue sighed and closed her eyes. "What about your empath power? Was that hard to control? What about your other powers?"
"Yes," Taylor said softly. "It was at first. I know that my predicament is nowhere near as hard as yours. I don't want to seem like I'm pitying you or anything, but I don't want to seem like I'm trying to be all helpless either."
"Don't worry about it."
"Well, when I first got my powers I was afraid to leave my room. There were so many strong emotions around me. It hurt so much to know what everyone was feeling at once. Then the powers to blow things up made me afraid to use my hands. The premonitions weren't so bad. But then the visions became stronger and more detailed. At times it felt as though I was living out the victim's pain."
"Sounds intense."
"It was. That's why I agreed to come here. I was hoping to get help."

"Hurry, Taylor!" Rogue shouted as she ran down the hall. The two had woken up later than they'd planned. Rogue had frantically woken Taylor and the two rushed to get ready.
"What's the hurry?" Taylor panted from behind Rogue. For someone who was so quiet she awfully loud and fast when it counted. "You said yourself that class doesn't start for another twenty minutes."
"I know!" Rogue said finally coming to a halt outside of a large room. Taylor stopped also and stood panting, heavily, glaring at Rogue. "I just wanted you to meet Scott before class." Taylor nodded and followed Rogue into the classroom.
She glanced around and finally landed her eyes on a tall man with, red-tinted sunglasses, and brownish-red hair.
"Scott," Rogue said making him look up. When he did, his eyes went from Rogue to Taylor. "This is Taylor. Taylor this is...Taylor? What's wrong?" Rogue watched as her friend doubled over in pain and seemed to be blacking out.