Here you go another chapter, and as before I don't own anything.

Back in San Francisco, Anya had given up on trying to be angry with her father, and went back to the park. She found him in the same place. She still never told him about what happened, but she realized that she shouldn't leave him there. She sort of knew that he didn't have a place to stay.

"Dad," she said as she approached him again. "Look if you don't have a place to stay, you can stay with me."

"Anya," he asked her. "Why are you doing this? Ever since you were 12 you hated staying with me."

"I know, but I am not sure that you have a place to stay. I was just offering."

"Thank you." He said.

As they walked back to her place, they rarely spoke. He noticed that she wasn't taking off her sunglasses. He also wondered why she was doing everything like a human. As far as he knew she wasn't one. She could do anything that her heart desires. It was her nature to do what she wanted. No one could tell her what she could do during the day. That started when she was 9. She stopped listening to him, and did what she wanted when she wanted to do it.

After they got into her apartment, she showed him to a room. After that she went to her room. When she got in to her room, she locked the door, and finally took off her sunglasses. When she looked into the mirror, she noticed, that with every other day her eyes were sapphire blue, just like her father's. They were no longer a whitish that would give her the appearance that she was blind. She didn't want her father to know that she no longer had her powers. It would kill him to know that she willingly gave them up.

After a few weeks went by, things went by normally. Anya had gotten used to having Erik around. It no longer bothered her that he was there. Mostly she spent her time out wandering around the city, not caring that she didn't have that much money. She was skilled at pick pocketing, and no one would even know that their money or wallet was gone until it was too late. After she would get what she wanted, she would discard the wallets, leaving everything but money.

Today, though, it was raining, and she wasn't about to go out into the rain. She had been trying to get up the courage to tell Eric that she didn't have her powers anymore; but somehow, when she went to do it, she couldn't. She knew that there was no where to run today. She was stuck inside with nothing to do.

"Hey, dad," Anya said as she walked out of her room. "I need to tell you something."

"What is it?" he asked her looking up from the news paper.

"Well, um, there is a reason that I haven't been using my powers."

"And what is that reason?"

"Well the reason is that I no longer have them."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, before the cure was made public, I volunteered to test it out. And, well, it worked. I no longer have any of my powers. That is when they decided to make it public. Although, I didn't know that they were also going to make it into a weapon."

"Anya, why did you do it?"

"Well, I was kind of broke at the time, and I didn't really have a choice. But that is also when they left. I haven't spoken to them since."

"Well what are you going to do now that you don't have your powers?"

"What do you mean? I thought that you would kill me because I voluntarily gave them up."

"Anya, I am not going to kill you. I am however disappointed in you. You did this for the money; you had the choice to keep your powers and never to have anyone oppose you when you use them. I may not have my powers, but I never chose to give them up. The cure was forced upon me by other mutants."

"Wow, I thought for sure you were going to kill me."

"No I am not going to kill you, but I do want to know something."

"What?"

"I want to know, that if you were in a different situation, you wouldn't have done it."

"I don't know. I mean, if I didn't need the money, or if I wasn't talked into doing it I might not have; but at this moment it is done. I can't change the past anymore. The one thing that I am happy about is the fact that I no longer hear some thing that isn't really there anymore. I have found a new respect for the silence."

"Anya, why are you telling me this? You never told me that you heard things like that."

"Yes I did. I told you when it first started. You just didn't believe me when I told you. You didn't believe me because you didn't hear it your self."

"Anya, you never told me about that."

"Yes I did. You were just too busy paying attention to them that you didn't notice. You never noticed when I started walking around New York City at night. The only way you found out was when the cops would call, or the professor would tell you that I arrived at his school."

"Anya, I would have noticed if my eldest daughter went missing. I would have known if you left the house."

"But you didn't. You were too busy planning world domination with who ever that blue woman was, or you were helping my sister control her powers. You stopped caring about my powers when they started to get too destructive. The only person who cared was the professor, and he was the only one who even tried to help me."

"Anya, I was a single father. I did the best I could."

"But it wasn't enough." Anya said walking towards the door.

"Where are you going?" he asked her.

"Out, I need to clear my head."

"No you aren't. We need to talk about this."

"I don't think I want to talk about this anymore. I knew you were going to act like this. You never cared about anyone but yourself. I can't stand it anymore." She said before she shut the door behind her.

It would take her a while before she cooled down. It usually took her an hour till she let go, but this time it seemed to take longer. When she went outside she noticed that it was still raining. Since she didn't have an umbrella, she just let the rain soak her. She didn't care. She just needed time to forget about the past. She never told Eric that it was mostly because of her ex-boyfriend that she got the cure. After she had gotten it, she came home only to find out that he was cheating on her. She wanted to forget about it but it was hard. She could still see him trying to apologize for it.

She didn't know where she was going, but she knew that her father watched her until she turned a corner. When she got to an empty alley, she just pressed her back against a wall and cried. After a while, she the same headaches that she had when she first started hearing the voices, came back. But this time, they hurt even worse then the first time. After a while she started to hear her voice being called out.

Some how she knew that something was going to happen; she realized this when she woke up this morning, and her eyes were lighter then yesterday. Some thing was wrong. The cure was starting to fade, and the voice that she was hearing was none other than Professor Xavier himself.

there you go another chapter. I hope you like it. please review, and if you get a chance read my other story, and review it.