I tried to sleep against the cold wall that night, exhausted and frustrated. This gave me time to think. What was going on with my life? Honestly? I was running away from social services, hell, they probably forgot we exist. My brother's a gang druggie, and the three people I look up to the most were at gunpoint. All because of me.

Well, I started thinking about Green Day. I started thinking all about Billie-Joe, Mike and Tre. Wondering if they were safe. If She-Line had left them alone for real. God, if she laid one finger on them...

All of a sudden I got this head rush. It was like I was high or something. Someone was talking...I heard voices...what the hell?

"St.Jimmy, I know you can hear me. Concentrate now."

"Who are you?" I said.

"Please, do not talk, think. My name is Charles Xavier. I am better known as the 'professor' of the X-Men."

"What? How are you inside my head?" I asked silently.

"I can read mutant's thoughts, dear, it's my gift."
"Am I a mutant? Is that it?" I thought with high hopes.

There was a long pause. I mean, real long.

"Spider-Man contacted Wolverine, and he told me about your power. Miss Jimmy, I am sorry to disappoint you, but I've never heard of a mutant with all sorts of different abilities like you. Usually, it's just one area of power. But you, miss, you have laser eyes, like Cyclops, telekinesis, similar to mine, my dear, you are the total package. I do not believe you are a mutant, no..."

I didn't answer. I thought for a slight second I was a mutant, that I belonged somewhere. That there were others like me.

"Dear, where are you?"

"I dunno, Prof. Can't you locate me or something?"

"I can only do that with mutants, dear."

"But then how are you talking to me?"

"You're powers. Spider-Man told Wolverine about your physic abilities." He said.

"Wolverine? THE Wolverine? He knows about me?"

"Er...sort of...wait...Jimmy, I can read your thoughts, remember? He is too old for you!"

"Ah, bull shit." I said.

"Watch your mouth."

"Hey. I'm kinda chained to a wall here. I think I can curse if I want to."

"Who is holding you there?" He asked me. His voice was very soothing, but demanding.

"I dunno...She-Line, this cat lady, and her employer."

"What are they doing?" He said

"My powers... they're testing my powers and the chemical's reactions to the usage of my powers or something."

All of a sudden, he was gone. No more voices. Did I imagine that whole thing? No way, right?

The X-Men? Wolverine? I heard of him. I heard he was a bad-ass rebel who didn't do what he was told. I heard he was drop-dead gorgeous, too.

I didn't even bother trying to break the chains that kept me here. Honestly, why waste the energy?

Were they okay? Were they thinking about me? I did risk my life for them, and didn't Billie-Joe say they should at least care? Do they care?

The next morning I met She-Line's employer. Doctor Otto Octavious walked into the room.

"You! I should've known it was you!"

"I missed you too, Jimmy. Now, I may need to run some more tests."

"Why? What do you want? I mean, once you find out where my powers come from, then what?"

He didn't answer.

"What? An army of superpeople? Clones? What could you possibly want?"

He didn't answer.

"This chemical...I've never seen...heard of it..."

"What? You've found it?" I said, standing up now.

He gave a slight nod.

"Yes, Jimmy. I've found it."

"Well?" I said, hope in my voice that could not be hidden. He was going to tell me...this was it!

And then the northern wall exploded.