We got into a blue car and drove to the mansion. It was just as large and grandiose as Father said. The black words on the gate read "Charles Xavier's School For The Gifted".

When we entered the mansion, I saw that most of the students were sad. Not surprising, considering what had happened.

They were so upset that no one noticed me for about a minute. Then one girl finally said "Who's the new kid?"

I didn't have time to explain as I was rushed upstairs with Scott and Storm. Marie tried to follow but Scott told her to go do her chores. When she said she already did that Scott said "Well, then go to your room or something."

I was marched upstairs and sent straight to the professor's office. I smiled at the older man "You again."

The professor did not share my grin. In fact he had a very very deep frown on his face. Storm and Scott left the room in sync without talking. Well, at least physically anyway.

Xavier's glare almost rivaled that of my father's. Almost.

"I've been told that you killed over 50 people."

"You've been told right. I did." By some miracle his frown deepened in response to my nonchalant attitude.

To his credit he regained his nerve quickly. "The events of today were horrific but there was no need to add more to the death toll."

"True. There was no need to kill them- I wanted to." The professor stared at me in horror.

"I understand that you're angry but how is killing 50 more people helping anyone? Defending yourself is one thing but in this case…"

"Are you calling me a murderer?"

"Considering your age…"

"Are. You. Calling me a murderer?" I didn't yell. Instead I kept my voice at an even tone that also showed my anger and frustration. There was a pause.

I saved everyone's lives and this is what he treats me like? Like a common Criminal? Didn't he value the lives of his fellow mutants? Had they been let go they would have killed more of our kind, especially those without the luxury of being as powerful as us.

Didn't he as powerful as he is have a responsibility to help those that can't help themselves? Didn't he understand that some people will never be reformed and must die to save innocents?

"You're not a murderer… But you went too far.*

"An opinion I don't share. From my point of view when the men attacked me their lives were forfeit. Anything else is mercy."

"And what's wrong with that?" He asked.

"I ran out the moment those people were gunned down in their own home."

"How old are you? 12? You can't possibly understand what you've done."

"I understand exactly what I did! I made sure that those scumbags will never hurt anyone again."

"And their families?"

"Tough. The mutants in the apartment complex had families. And I'm 15 thank you very much."

I stood up. "I told Marie I was coming with you. I didn't say I'd stay."

"Chris we can't let you leave right now."

"Why not?" The nerve of this man.

"You're unstable. How do we know you won't go hunting any anti mutant humans you find?"

"You don't." I strongly emphasized you, to point out it was none of his business.

I paused. "Still, I know that I'm no common murderer. I always have a reason. And those reason certainly do not include getting my feelings hurt by a few words."

"Please sit down." The man said

I sit. Then I glared at him. "You realize you can't hold me here."

"This isn't a prison. Although I'm worried with your behavior you could end up in one."

"I thank you for your concern." I say sarcastically.

"You remind me of someone I know very well. Your sarcasm is of the highest caliber. Still, I'd like to have a chat with your father before you leave."

What?

"I think you'd benefit from my help."

I stare at him.

"He's the one that knows. Yes?"

How does he know that?

"Marie told me all about you although I didn't quite put two and two together."

Right, I never did tell her to keep me a secret.

"When he arrives we can talk then."

Damn it.

I was then taken to my room by Storm.

I reached into my pocket and found that I didn't have my phone. I had left it at home.

Well, what to do now?

Leave dumbass. Rebellion said

I know that. But if you remember they intend to keep me here until my father arrives. Which really means until I can get your father here and brainwash him into not filing a missing child complaint.

Still. I'm sure we can sneak past. If we play our cards right we could end up fighting only Mr. Adamantium bones. Logic said.

Right. And what do we do about Marie since we found out that she's in X-Men? She'd be sad if we left without telling her. Optimism added.

And Father would be pretty upset if we didn't leave as soon as possible. Rebellion said.

Well, looks like father's going to be a bit upset. I mean I did just leave the house without permission. You can't get too much angrier than that. Law of diminishing returns.

I leave my room and searched for Marie. I found her in the library of all places.

Due to the fact that news was going to get to her anyway I figured there was no point in lying.

"When we were in the subway, we were surrounded by guys with guns."

"What? Are you okay?"

"Well I'm alive. That has to count for something right?"

Marie rolled her eyes at this.

I continue "I killed those same guys."

"Y-you killed?" Her eyes widened.

"Yes."

"Then-Then you saved them. Why are they so unhappy?"

I shrug.

"Oh my God. I'm glad you're okay." She hugs me tightly which attracted the attention of some other students.

"I'm fine."

She grabs me by the hand then took me over to her room.

"Now be completely honest with me" she stared at me knowing that I was hiding something.

"Fine. To be honest I was angry and I wanted to kill them."

"What?"

"I'm no saint. I was angry because of what they did today and felt that people like that have no right to live another day."

"Chris I-I" she stuttered "often feel the same way. It's not really allowed here but... I believe that certain people deserve to die too."

"Then why are you here?"

"I don't know. The food's pretty nice." We laughed at this.

"Xavier wants to meet my father. I can't let that happen."

"Why not?"

"I can't. I have to leave. I just had to say goodbye to you first."

"That's dangerous. You saw what they did."

"Marie my house is perfectly secured for this sort of thing." I laughed "I'm in so much trouble for this. Father didn't want me to leave and I did anyway. And I really should have left ASAP. But I stayed to talk to you."

I looked outside Marie's window.

Well now is as good a time as any other. I thought.

"Why do you have to leave? What's wrong with here?"

"I-I have to leave. It isn't my decision." I said placing one foot on the ledge.

"Then then just take the stairs! That's too high." I placed my other leg other on the ledge.

"I'll be fine." I easily fit myself through the window. Perks of being a skinny twig.

"It's 5 stories up!"

"Then I'll climb five stories down." I smirked at her and began to descend.

"Get back in here!"

I didn't answer, too focused on climbing.

"Chris!" She yelled as if in pain and I had to look up at her. This split second of inattention was all it took for me to begin to fall.

Of course, that wasn't an issue. I can fly.

But Marie didn't know that. She recklessly leaned out of her window and failed to grab my hand. She soon after fell out the window.

I slowed my own fall so that I wouldn't die. I land quietly in the grass. Then seconds later I curved the brass fence of a balcony that she was falling past and used it to grab her leg.

Our cover is so blown. Rebellion said

I placed her down slowly.

"You-you. You actually have powers of magnetism." She pointed at me.

"Then-then. Mr Summers said you were Pro Brotherhood. You said your dad couldn't meet with the professor..No it's just a coincidence." She stared at me hoping I'd say what she wanted to hear.

"It's not. I'm pro Brotherhood because well I'm a part of it and Magneto's my father."

She stared at me for moment before she began to cry.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I-I couldn't. I-I the last person that learned about my mutation was killed. I don't want anything to happen to you too."

"Then then. Your really my my friend? It wasn't no act or nothing?"

"It was never an act Marie. Never." She stared at me with her big eyes now red from tears. I walked closer hoping to at least make my friend feel better.

To my surprise I was taken into a hug.

"I I don't get it. Your your so- nice. But you Dad is is."

I said nothing on this. I didn't want to screw up majorly for the second day in a row.

We release. Then she says "I-I don't know what to say. Or think. You seem honest but you lied to me over and over. Me! your freaking best friend! I told you everything, but you didn't."

"I couldn't take the risk." I said staring into her big brown eyes.

"I would have been fine with it! To hell with what your Dad thinks. Your the first person in my life that's really believed be in me."

"I still do." I quietly add.

"Then why didn't you say nothing?"

"Because I'm scared. Scared and I'm weak compared to my father. As much power as I have I couldn't stop him from doing anything. That's it. I trust you. I don't trust myself."

There. That was the honest truth. I was afraid. I knew somewhere in my heart that I could trust Marie and had she learned of my mutation I'd rather take all my Father's punishment than kill her. Of course, if I didn't kill her father could.

She looked at me. "I-I hate Magneto. I hate him more than you could call healthy. But… I can't hate you…. I guess you can't help who your dad is."

I sighed. "Thank you for not considering me evil just because of my Father and mutation. I know a lot of people would."

"He must've messed up the rep of your powers really badly. "

I smiled. "He's certainly left quite a mark."

"What happens if you leave?"

"I go home and get in trouble for leaving the house without permission. I left to warn the Morlocks living underground of trouble."

"But you did the right thing." She said.

"He'd rather me be alive than do the right thing."

"Well, then you can't go back. Stay here."

"You know I can't. I can't suddenly go missing. My mom would be heartbroken."

And so would my father for that matter. I decided to not say this.

"But but. Your dad keeps her from you anyway."

"I go and see my mother and my cover is blown. In order to stay here, I'd have to never see my mother again. That's a lot worse than once every few months."

She cries again. "It's-it's just not fair. You don't deserve any of this!"

"Marie relax. I'm no victim or anything. I'd be going back home not dying a horrible death. My life is fine."

"But are ya happy?"

Was I happy? That wasn't a question I asked myself often. Did I like my father? Yes. Did I like how he was always busy? No. Did I like how isolated I felt at home? Not a chance. Did I like working so hard at trying to match up to my father's high standards? No. Did I like training? Yes. Did I like killing innocents? Never. But I did like Marie and Watts without question. They always made me feel happier.

"… as long as I have you and Watts in my life. I have no reason not to be." I hugged her again.

I looked at the gate that I'd entered through and saw that Storm and Cyclops were there. They thankfully didn't hear her yell.

Damn. I can't take them both. Well, without causing a scene and possibly killing someone.

"Well, it looks like I may be stuck here a bit longer than planned."

"Yeah!" Marie looked ecstatic.

"You realize I am being held here against my will? It isn't a sleepover." I said annoyed.

"Don't care. I don't want you to leave." I was pulled in another hug.

Oh Marie. Did you really forgive me that easily? I lied to you about everything yet here you are hugging me as if nothing happened. You're so forgiving.

I resolved to make the most of my sudden luck.

"Hey get yer hands off her bub!" First I heard him gritty voice and all. Then I felt the familiar embrace of sweet sweet durable adamantium. I turned and I finally saw him. The man named Wolverine.

lovecherishprotect-16: Thanks! My beta Arces and I loved your comment. And you have such a sweet username. I can't wait to see what happens next too.

The Observant Reader: On Xavier we'll have to see. Though that is pretty dark of him. Chris is a child.