Hey everyone! I've always loved Marvel and have wanted to write a marvel fanfic for the longest time and this is my shot. I've noticed that there aren't a whole lot of X-Men stories.

Just so you all know, this story takes place around the time of Days of Future Past, however is mostly made of OC's. I don't own Marvel at all but I will take ownership of my characters.

Anyway I hope you do enjoy this story.

My name is Chris Collins. My friends always called me… well, Chris. But my siblings all called me... Chris as well. I was the youngest of 9 kids which if you have siblings you'll know how great that is. (Take note of the sarcasm there) Some of the time… but I'm getting off topic. The point is that is how life was. Until today.

"Beep, beep, beep, be-"

"Ugh, I seriously don't want to go to bed right now." I groaned out as I turned off my phone alarm, telling me to do exactly that. I would have to get up early and get ready to go to work.

So instead of trying to postpone going to sleep I got up and turned off the TV. I had tried to binge all of the X-Men movies before going to bed. Tried and failed, I might add. I'd always loved Marvel but never really got into the X-Men side of things until a friend of mine gave me the entire series in chronological order. I managed to get through X-Men Origins on the first night.

And let me tell you, Wolverine? Is a freaking badass! I mean come on! Apart from the fact that he regenerates from absolutely anything, he gets a metal skeleton on par with Captain America's shield? What better combination could there be?

Granted the… mutant thing with sabers for arms wasn't exactly awesome for the ultimate mutant fight. Not to mention the disembodied talking head. Talk about creepy.

Although, after a long day at work and three rather long movies… I was exhausted and I hadn't exactly felt great at all today. Just to be honest. I may have worked through it, though in retrospect that was not a very good idea, but the bad feeling just got worse as time went on. So much so that I had to call it early.

Now I know what you're thinking. If I was really sick I would be resting, not staying up late watching movie after movie. But I was never good at resting when sick at home. I was always doing stuff, most of which was to help me fall asleep or distract me from my being sick.

When my sick feeling took a turn for the worst, I turned off the TV, took some meds to help put me to sleep and went to bed, tossing and turning until the meds finally took effect and blissfully swept me away to sleep.

The next morning when I woke up I felt unbelievably better. 'Wow! Those pills really did the trick.'

Though while feeling better, I also felt really weird. Normally in the morning I was basically a zombie for the first couple of hours. But today I was full of energy, almost electrified.

I got up out of bed and stretched, ran my hands through my hair… which was admittedly longer than I remembered it being. My feet and hands felt weird too, small and… soft? The strangeness of my own body shook me.

Finally I shook my head and decided to go splash some cold water on my face. Of course before I even got to the bathroom I saw something that stopped me in my tracks.

There was a girl in my room. Not just any girl, but a hot looking girl. One who was wearing very little in the way of clothing. My face felt like it was on fire, and judging by the girl's face, she felt the same way. Though in her case it was more likely red in anger. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed as I turned around.

"What are you even doing in my room anyway? And dressed as you are…" My voice trailed off. Though it wasn't my voice. This voice was soft and smooth while mine was rough, deep and gravely.

A pit found itself in my stomach as I wrapped my arms around my now skinny waist. 'I could have sworn I was wearing clothes too.' That pit grew even larger as I turned back to the girl I saw.

It wasn't a girl. It was just a mirror. 'Huh?' I slowly looked down at myself, even though something inside told me to stop. What I saw only confirmed my fears.

"What the heck is going on?" Last night I was a 6ft tall man, and now... I'm a girl. A really attractive girl for sure but… "What am I thinking!?" I exclaimed in panic as I went and got dressed.

Curse this girl for having a body size mirror in her room, not to mention sleeping in just her… well, she wasn't wearing much. 'Ugh, what a wonderful way to start the day. I was on my way to the bathroom too… then again that was probably a good thing I found out about this before I got there.'

As soon as I sat down on my bed I noticed other things. It wasn't just my body that had changed. My room had changed as well. First of all, it was massively bigger than mine was. There was a full sofa in it, a big flat screen TV with… no entertainment system. Plus, if I looked I could see a bathroom added to my room.

'This has gotta be a dream right? Right, it's gotta be. In just a moment I'm gonna wake up in my room and my bed. And by my bed I mean my sister's spare bed in the room she was letting me use, while I paid her rent. That tiny bedroom that barely fit my bosses old sofa and wardrobe he gave me, along with the small TV my sister gave me, the ps4 my brother-in-law gave me and the xbox one my brother gave me and-'

A sudden knock on my door almost gave me a heart attack. "Sis, breakfast is almost ready. Why aren't you up yet?"

'Sis? Wait… I know that voice.' "Stace?"

"'Stace'? You haven't called me that in years Kate."

'Kate?' At the moment I honestly felt like crying out 'What's going on here!'. After a moment to calm my emotions I spoke again. "Uh right, guess I'm feeling melancholic today."

"Alright, well the food's out here waiting for you whenever you're ready."

"Ok, thanks. I'll be out there in a moment." When I did get out there I immediately noticed the lack of any evidence that someone other than me and Stacy lived here.

In fact there were pictures of the two of us all over the walls. 'I guess we must be really close in this world. Not to mention Stace obviously doesn't have her distaste of the limelight as she does in my world. But these pictures look really old. Not the greatest quality.'

"So where's Zach?" Zach was Stacy's fiance in my world. I lived together with them in an apartment building. Nothing could have prepared me for what my sister said next though.

"Oh, and who's Zach? Did you bring someone home last night sis?"

Of course she had to say this as I was drinking my orange juice, which I promptly coughed up. "What!" Was that the sort of thing my alternate self did? Bring men home to, to… 'Oh my, I can feel myself about to throw up.'

Stacy bursted out laughing. "Chill out girl! I'm just yanking your chain!" She laughed so hard that she had to steady herself on the kitchen counter.

My mind was torn between being relieved that she was just teasing and being horrified that she was teasing me about something like that! Not cool, but disregarding that for a moment… 'She doesn't know who he is.'

Stacy must have noticed the solemn look on my face and slowly stopped laughing as a look of concern came over her. She came over and grabbed my hand. "Hey, are you ok? I was just teasing."

I put on the best smile I could muster. "I know. Must've just been a stupid dream or something. Don't worry about it."

She didn't look too convinced but nodded slowly. "Alright then."

'This, this is too freaky! I gotta do something to take my mind off of all of this before I lose it.' With that in mind I moved into the living room and turned on the TV.

As I searched through the channels, one news channel caught my attention. Now typically I don't like news channels. They're boring and you can normally find the same info from people who do watch them or on the internet.

But in this case I would make an exception. "President Nixon has just announced the release of Vietnam prisoners of war." The news reporter stated.

'President Nixon? Prisoners of war?' What were they… they couldn't be talking about-

"Well at least Nixons doing something good as president." Stacy said irritably from… above me?

I looked up and sure enough Stacy was floating easily above my head. 'Don't react, don't react, don't react, don't you dare react,' "Stacy!" 'Oh dagnabbit anyway.'

"What?"

"Don't do that, you know I don't like it!" 'I'm assuming…'

Judging by the smug look on my sister's face, she both knew that and was thoroughly enjoying my reaction. "Sorry sis."

"You sure don't sound sorry."

Stacy shrugged, lowering herself on the sofa beside me before her expression turned angry and annoyed. "Seriously though, Nixon? He has got to be the worst president America has ever had."

'Stacy's a mutant! Wait a second, could that mean I'm a mutant too? Or is she the only one? And Nixon is president! That means I've gotta be sometime in the 1970's.'

Either way, I had turned the TV on for a distraction… now I may have gotten it but only in exchange of a different worry. Like, how did I get sent into the past, into this body.

Then there was the possibility that if I was a mutant, what kind of power did I have, and could I accidentally kill anyone with it? My face paled at the thought. Something that Stacy caught on to.

"Are you sure you're ok Kate? Normally you get even more worked up about this kind of bs than I do."

'I do? That doesn't really sound like me.' My more cynical side recalled that this wasn't me at all. I put a lid on that line of thought immediately. "Yeah, no I'm fine. Didn't sleep well last night I guess."

Stacy looked even more concerned at that. "Maybe you should rest for a while. You're not looking too good today."

'If this is me not looking good, I'd hate to see myself when I'm looking good.' I slapped myself at that thought and my cheeks flushed red. Which did nothing to change Stacy's gaze. I chuckled nervously and said, "You know what? I think you may have a point. I'll see you in a bit Stace."

I slowly got up and walked back to my room. Soon as the door closed the whole situation came crashing back into me. I took a moment to calm myself.

That one moment turned out to be a whole three hours, but on the bright side, I did feel better. 'But this is going to grow annoying very fast if I can't get it under control.'

To distract myself from the impending depressing thoughts, I went through my alternate selves stuff. Which I was uncomfortable doing in the first place since… well it wasn't mine. Not really. But! Eventually I found something promising. Kate's diary. I quickly skimmed through it making sure to just look at any parts I actually needed to know.

Cause I mean, come on. If you got special powers and kept a journal or diary, you're gonna take notes on how that's going. Inside I learned exactly what Kate's power was.

One entry perfectly explained what her mutation was. 'The control over electricity. I can freaking turn on and off any electric device with just a touch by taking control of its power! No need for a key! You know… if I had a car. But I mean I can still turn on any tv, computer, phone, ect. And that's pretty sweet.'

Apparently she was very excited about her power. Funny thing was… that excitement wasn't there in later entries. In fact any entry involving her powers was not very cheerful at all.

'The Professor keeps trying to convince me that what happened wasn't my fault. But he's wrong. I did what I did, it was my fault and nobody else's. And because of that I can't use it again. I won't.' I mentally read, taking notice of the tear stains on the page.

I had to wonder what had happened to make Kate, who seemed to take the public's attempts at trying to control the mutant population, poorly.

Judging by Stacy's reaction to my… non reaction, as well as other entries in Kate's diary, it showed that even with whatever poor unfortunate thing that happened to Kate, she was still proud to be a mutant. She merely wished for a different ability. I didn't understand why she felt that way. As far as powers went I could easily think of other more dangerous and deadly powers.

Other entries talked about someone teaching her. She was never specific about who had taught her. No names. No, Professor Xavier, Oro, Wolverine, or any other name associated with the two groups of mutants.

I wasn't sure if all of that was her trying to be cautious in case anyone happened to read the inside or what. Either way, it meant more questions for me. 'Questions with no answers.'

I spent several more hours looking at the contents of Kate's diary and by the end of it, I was tired. Physically, as it was now late. Mentally, trying to work everything out. My ability, this new person I had literally become as well as the new world I was in, and not to mention trying to figure out how any of this had happened.

'Guess I'll have to continue this tomorrow.' With that thought I went to bed… in my day clothes as I was too exhausted to even try to work up the nerve of changing clothes again.

First thing in the morning I got up, had breakfast while expertly dodging questions from my… from Kate's sister asking about why I had slept in my clothes, and generally just trying to get through the day. Of course, fate had apparently decided to not make that easy for me.

Stacy had gone to answer a knock on the door and said something that, had I been drinking anything would have made me spit it out. "Hello Professor Xavier. How can I help you?"

I hadn't waited to hear what reason Xavier had to give and was already on my way out. I grabbed Kate's journal, putting it in my back pocket and ran to the window, ready to just jump out. In the other world we lived on the ground floor so it would be a sinch getting out.

Unfortunately in this world me and Stacy apparently lived 6 stories up. Which of course meant that I would have to scale down it to get away. Just as I was getting down to the third floor, I heard a voice in my head.

'Hello Chris. Do not be alarmed, we are only here to help.'

Whether he had meant to alarm me or not didn't matter. I was so startled that I had let go of the rail I was hanging on. My eyes shut as my arms were brought up as I tried in vain to protect it. Moments later I opened my eyes and saw myself surrounded in what looked like a bubble of electricity.

Just as I was about to try to stand, the bubble popped and my face slammed down on the pavement. While my face now hurt and my eyes stung with tears, I didn't waste time and ran.

Right behind me I heard something slam into the ground. When I looked behind me and saw a scary looking Wolverine running after me. That only encouraged me to run faster.

As soon as I was around the corner I saw a motorcycle and recalled a small part of what Kate's journal had said. 'No need for a key!'

With that thought in mind I jumped on it and with a small shock it roared to life. For just a second I debated whether I really wanted to run from young Professor Xavier and the living Wolverine.

That question was answered almost immediately. "Don't you dare take the motorcycle Collins!"

'Question answered!' I thought as I drove away. I would rather drive from an angry wolverine than run from one or fight one.

As I drove, Xavier's voice sounded once again. 'Please Chris, let us help you.'

"You know if you really wanted to help you could have stayed out of my head! You could have waited for longer than a day before coming after me! Could have not brought along Wolverine! There were a lot of things you could have not done!"

My angry ranting would have sounded much better if it was actually being said in anger instead of fear. Or if it was actually my voice instead of hers.

'You know Wolverine?'

I winced. Didn't mean to let that slip. 'Stay out of my head!' That was said in anger as I drove even faster, hoping to soon get out of Xavier's range.

When Xavier and Stacy came down to Logan after talking with Chris, Logan was pacing in anger.

"Why that little runt. Next time we meet I'm gonna make her pay for stealing my bike!"

Hearing that made Stacy smirk. Logan was practically a living lightning rod. If Kate was anywhere close to a decent enough power source… then it was game over for Logan.

But soon Stacy's smirk fell as she remembered that Alex ran away in the first place. 'What happened? Why would she run from the professor and Logan? And why didn't she say anything to me?'

"I'm afraid the answer is not as simple as the question." The professor solemnly told her.

"What do you mean? Do you know why Kate's acting this way, professor?"

"Indeed I do Stacy."

(Chris/Kate pov)

After several hours of driving and two pit stops for gas, which I had to regrettably use my gift to steal, I found myself tired, hungry, homeless and… without much hope at all.

I didn't even know where I was going. I just took any road I felt like. Even if I wanted to go back to Stacy and the professor, I seriously doubted being able to find them again.

Another two hours went by before I saw a sign telling me where I was. 'Arizona. Well, at least I'm not lost anymore.' That being said, I wasn't expecting someone to disagree.

'Oh I wouldn't say that. It looks to me like you're very much lost. Chris? Very strange name for a girl. But then again you're not really a girl at all now are you? Not mentally at least.'

"Agh! I wish people would stay out of my head!"

'But Chris. If we had stayed out of your head, how could we have led you to us?'

'What?' I stopped the motorcycle just as the ground opened up in front of me. From it's depths, dozens of flying mutants took to the sky and surrounded me.

'Well, I don't have any weapons sooo… guess I'll just try to outrun them.' My motorcycle revved as I prepared to drive when that voice spoke again.

'Trust me when I say that you don't want to do that.'

"Yeah? Well why don't you come show your face huh? Stop talking through my head!" I was really trying hard to not panic but after everything that just happened? Well, not panicking was not possible.

But then a pair of hands came from behind me, touched my temples and all that panic melted away. I knew I should have been angry, upset, panicked, sad, anything. But I didn't feel anything but calm as I turned around to put a face to the voice.

She had curly black hair wearing a beanie cap, a gray turtleneck, jeans and combat boots as well. Well as far as first impressions went? She was certainly beautiful, but something about her almost screamed to be careful around. 'Almost' because of the fact that she still had her hands on my head.

She must have still been in my head because as soon as that thought crossed my mind, she released me.

The unknown woman smirked at me and spoke in a british accent. "Sorry 'bout that. Just didn't want you freaking out on us and having a panic attack."

"Who the heck are you? What is all of this?"

"Look, we can explain all of this later. Right now we have to go."

"Go? What are you talking about?"

"We really don't have time for any of this. Sorry in advance."

"Sorry for what?" The last thing I saw was the lady touching my head again and everything went black.

When I woke up again my head was throbbing. 'Like a bunch of elephants tap danced on my head.' After I sat up, I looked around and found myself inside a cave? 'A very nice, well decorated cave.'

At least it looked like I was in a cave, one that had been carved out to look like a room. An office room. With lights, a desk and a cot. All things you wouldn't normally see in a cave.

'Yes, well we don't really do things the normal way. Sorry about the pain by the way. It's not easy for me to knock people out like that. You'll have a headache for some time but not for too long.'

I groaned in pain. "Ugh, how is it possible that talking through telepathy actually hurts more than speaking out loud."

What I wasn't expecting was for her to start talking out loud. "Sorry again. I'm just used to talking in other people's heads. It cuts right through any other sound."

I looked over in the direction of the voice and saw the lady from before sitting next to my bed. "I guess I can understand that. Just wish you'd just given me a second. Or even a choice in the matter."

"You didn't have a second." She must have seen the confusion on my face, because she explained. "Magneto was moments away from where you were. If we hadn't left when we did, he would have found you."

That didn't help my confusion. "Why would Magneto want me?"

The woman stared curiously at me. "You really don't know."

"I would really like it if you would stop going into my head."

"Alright I apologize for that one. I… was curious. It's not every day I look into a woman's mind and hear a man's voice. Let alone someone who, up until yesterday morning was a man who lived more than 50 years from now."

I looked away, feeling ashamed at being in the presence of someone who knew who I really was. The fact that it was a woman that knew, made it even worse.

The woman sighed and grabbed my hand, making me look at her. "I don't care about that. I may not know how you were put into this body, or even how you were brought to this world. But I didn't come to you because of your circumstances. I didn't come to you because of who you are or who you were."

"Then why? Why come for me? Why lead me to you?"

"Because you were lost. Beyond lost, I looked in your head and I saw someone that had no clue about what he was going to do. No idea of where to go. You lost everything and everyone you had ever cared about."

As she spoke, I couldn't help myself, I started to cry. I cried because everything she said was right. The cold hard truth was I hadn't known where I was gonna go, or what I was going to do.

And if I was honest with myself, the even harder truth was… I still didn't. The fact that this woman was parading that fact around was horrible but it didn't make any of what she said a lie.

However she still wasn't done. "But you didn't once think about quitting. About ending it all. And that's why I found you. Even if you didn't know it, you were looking for a place to exist. To belong. And this is a place where you can do that."

'Belong? Is she serious?' The look on her face said she was. 'She's not reading my mind. A place to belong. Well… why not? It's not like I had any kind of plan before.' I dried my eyes, looked at her and said, "Ok. Ok, I'll stay here. Just one question. Where is 'here'?"

"I already told you. This is a place for the lost mutants of the world. For those who have nowhere else to go, no place to belong or call home. That doesn't want anything to do with Xavior's cause or Magneto's war. You used to be on Xavior's side. Chose his over Magneto's."

"I didn't. That was her, not me."

"She is you. Isn't that right?" She said softly.

I wasn't that sure. "Is she? Anyway I don't want to get into this topic right now, or any time soon for that matter. One thing I would like to get into is this; if I did choose to stay here. What would I do?"

The woman shrugged. "Well if you want to live a normal life, you could always find something down here to earn your keep."

'I seriously doubt there's any chance for a normal life regardless sooo.' "Sounds like there's supposed to be an 'or' in that sentence."

She smirked again. "You're a smart one. The 'or' you are talking about is a special offer. Part of what we do here is try to make things better for all mutants. Take teams all over the world on missions."

"What kind of missions?"

"Don't worry. If you don't want any part in the more gruesome part of our business, you don't have to."

'Assassinations.'

The woman nodded. "Yes. It's not my favorite part of the business, but it pays well enough. And well… why don't you come see this for yourself?" She then got up and walked out of the room.

When I followed her outside onto the balcony, to say I was stunned would have been an understatement. As far as the eye could see there were buildings, shops, restaurants. But there was nothing but rocks surrounding us. It was almost like…

"We're underground." The lady said, "Oh for crying out loud I am tired of listening to you refer to me as 'the lady', and 'the woman'. The name's Leila. Either use it or stop talking about me."

"Right. Sorry Leila. But this is, this is amazing. How is this even possible?"

"How do you think? We are mutants. Together we made this possible. All the mutants here working hand in hand made this a place for everyone to live. Without being in fear of not being able to use their abilities."

Leila leaned against the railing and sighed. "Just too bad we can't do this sort of thing up on the surface."

"Xavior and Magneto seem to handle very well."

Leila laughed. "Oh right, sure. Cause the war-driven maniac dealing with fighting all his life and the idealistic fool constantly worried over his students are just living the life."

"You think Xavior is a fool for being idealistic?"

"He's a fool for thinking that things will change just because he believes that people can."

"So you don't think that mutants and non-mutants can coexist?"

"Do you?" I went to answer but Leila shut me down. "No! Think about it. You take your time and think about how we could possibly coexist with humans." Once I nodded she changed the subject. "Now, what do you want to do?"

I put Leila's first question to the back of my mind and focused on the second question. What did I want to do? It seemed like my only choices were, stay underground and never get any answers or become a part of the teams that go out there and look for the answers I want. The answer to that was simple. "I'll go on the teams." 'But I want to be on your team.'

Leila smirked and raised an eyebrow. "My team huh? Well, my team is the best of the best. Not necessarily a place for a person new to his, her powers and to this universe to be running around."

I tried to think of something to convince her to let me but truth be told I couldn't think of any reason. "Just... give me a chance. Please."

Leila heaved a sigh. "I will give you a trial run. It will not be easy and there is every chance that you could die. As I said, my team is the best of the best. If you are not the best, you do not belong on my team." She gave me an ultra serious look. "You still want to give this a try?"

Taking a breath I nodded. "Yeah. To be honest the fact that you already know about my… condition, would help a lot with adjusting to everything."

"Alright. But I'm not your private therapist. If you make it onto my team, then the only reason I will allow anything along that line of thought is if you come across a situation that impedes your ability to do your job. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am."

Leila gave me a cross look. "Don't call me 'ma'am'."

"Yes ma- Leila?" I winced, calling her by her name after a migraine started before I could call her… that word.

Leila looked pleased now. "Good. I'm glad you understand. You can leave now. Bored will escort you to your temporary quarters."

'Bored?' I mentally questioned, already forgetting about Leila's abilities. A stern look from said lady sent me running outside, right into a wall. 'But there wasn't a wall out here before. Was there?' I thought to myself while I absentmindedly rubbed my now hurting chest.

When I looked forward however… there wasn't a wall at all, but a woman. She wasn't even that big, but she stopped me dead in my tracks. 'Without even budging. Have I really lost that much strength?'

The woman had short black hair, wearing headphones in her ears, a black jacket, black shirt and black torn pants. To be honest I was only barely certain she was in fact a she. Her face and entire body in general was rather… androgynous. But she looked nice, if somewhat… bored. No pun intended. Most surprising point I saw was… she was drinking coffee.

Leila intruded on my mental examination "This is Bored, she'll be showing you to your room. If you have any questions you are to ask her first. If she cannot answer, she will bring you to me. I hope you will be able to adjust to your... situation in due time. That will be all." She dismissed, curtly.

"Y-yes ma- urk, yes Leila." 'I've really gotta stop trying to call her that.' I thought to myself as I rubbed my head.

'Yes. Yes you do.' She told me in a rather ominous tone, which made me shiver in no small amount of fear.

Bored quickly led me out of Leila's office, smiling as she did so. "You trying to call her 'ma'am'?"

I winced in fear that Leila could still hear us. Once I was sure she didn't, I answered. "Not necessarily 'trying'. If I could stop myself, I would."

"Then why don't you?" Bored questioned as she led me through the mutant city.

This time I shrugged. "I don't know. She just kinda, commands respect I guess."

"Commands?"

"Not in a bad way, I mean… I just feel like I should. You know what I mean?"

Bored smirked. "I know exactly what you mean. Still, you probably should stop calling her ma'am. That is if you like not having headaches 24-7."

I sighed. "Right. I'll get right on that." As we walked, there was a question I had eating away at me. "What is your… power?"

She momentarily glanced at me in surprise before assuming her normal expression of boredom and said, "Super strength."

"That's cool."

She hummed thoughtfully as she sipped her coffee. "I suppose so. What's your 'power'?"

"Umm… I'm not actually sure to be honest. Something about control over electricity."

"Like you control lightning? Make it shoot out your hands?"

I let out a small laugh. "I wish. No, I guess it's more like I control the electricity in it's different forms. Like I can start electronic equipment by just touching it."

"Really? I still think that's pretty cool."

"Heh, yeah I guess it is, isn't it?"

Bored didn't question me much more after that, for which I was grateful for. She showed me my room, which coincidentally was right next to her own. "You can relax until Leila calls you up for your trial run."

I thanked her for her help. She turned away to leave and I was about to take a look at my room when Bored called me back again. Looking her way I asked, "Yeah?"

"I don't think you ever told me your name."

I blushed a bit and nervously chuckled. "Right. My name's Ch-, it's Ka-..." At first I was going to introduce myself by my old name, then by my new name.

But… those names didn't really fit me anymore. I wasn't a guy, so using my old name just didn't seem right. Then again I wasn't really a girl either. Not the same girl Kate was, at the very least. So using her name almost felt like I was stealing it.

Bored gave me a curious look. "What? You don't know your own name?"

I sighed. "It's complicated."

She didn't seem all that concerned. "So what do I call you? I can't just shout "hey you" from across the room. Well I could… but I just don't want to."

After thinking about it for a while I said, "Me."

"Me?" She deadpanned as she sipped her coffee some more.

I nodded. "Call me, Me."

"Why on earth would I call you that?"

"Why do people call you Bored?"

"Cause people say I look bored all the time." She shrugged, "What does that matter? Why, of all things, would you choose to be called Me?"

I smiled at her. Not a happy smile, but a smile nonetheless. "Because I don't have a name yet. Yesterday I lost any and all names I ever had. I need a new name but also need time to come up with one. And time to grieve my lost names. So, for the time being please call me, Me. Just until I pick a name for myself."

Bored didn't look like she understood but nodded anyway. "Ok then… Me. I'll see you around I guess."

"Right. See ya 'round." After getting in my room I collapsed on the bed, too tired to really do anything else. 'No name. Yeah that's me. It'd be funny if it wasn't so depressing...' That was my last thought as I fell asleep.

The next morning was filled with my screams as right above my head was a, "Ghost! Ghost!" I screamed before falling out of bed. In my frightened state the lights in the room blew up casting darkness around me and the ghost.

"No, no! I'm not a ghost, I'm your roommate!" The 'ghost' exclaimed.

"That is exactly what a ghost would say."

Before my so called 'roommate' could say or do any more to convince me, something busted down my door with a flashlight shining in my face.

"What's going on, Me! Tsuki!" Bored called out, calm but guarded.

"Bored!" I exclaimed in relief as I got up and ran behind her. "Ghost!" I shouted again, pointing at the transparent girl.

Bored looked confused. "Me, that's not a ghost. That's Tsuki."

"Tsuki?"

"Your roommate?"

In the light I saw Tsuki give me a 'I told you so' look and winced. "Sorry uhh, Tsuki. About overreacting just now."

Tsuki waved my apology aside. "Don't worry about it. Leila told me everything."

"Uhh, she did? What did she say exactly?"

In the dark it was hard to tell but somehow I just knew she was giving me a pitying look. "She told me about your amnesia. That you couldn't remember your name or anything else really."

'Amnesia huh? That's… convenient but a good excuse for not knowing anything.'

Speaking of Leila, 'Chris,' she began in a menacing tone, 'Could you tell me why the electrical workings of your apartment complex have shorted out?'

I winced. Was she saying that I did that? 'Uhh… I saw a spider?' I lightly joked.

Leila was not amused. 'Bored is going to bring you up to my office. We need to talk.' She told me ominously.

Tsuki and Bored laughed upon seeing my face of dread. Well, Tsuki laughed. Bored just put on a weird little smirk but the point was made.

"What? Leila is scary. She's like if Santa Claus was real but scary."

That just made the pair laugh harder. Ultimately Bored was the one to calm me down. "Relax Me. First of all, Leila's bark is far worse than her bite. Secondly, nobody knows how to control their powers when they first get them, and you're having to deal with powers that have probably grown since you actually first got them."

Tsuki looked confused. "I'm sorry, me?"

"Ah right, you don't know. Me is the name I picked temporarily till I actually pick a name."

"But why Me?"

"Right? I asked the same thing!"

I huffed as the two made fun over my name choice. "What does it matter what I call myself? A name's just a name isn't it?" I asked rhetorically before I walked out the room and up to Leila's office.

Being welcomed into said office by Leila's icy glare was not exactly good for my state of mind. 'Sit down Kate.' She said mockingly.

I didn't dare disobey. I sweated up a storm just by being in her presence. "Look I'm sorry about the apartment. I just got surprised by my ghost roommate."

Leila narrowed her eyes at me as she considered that. "And considering this is only your third day in this world, an unexpected ghost in your room would explain the sudden spike in your mutant abilities."

If it wasn't for the fact that Leila would have probably given me a psychic migraine for it I would have sighed in relief.

Then she gave me another hard stare. "I hope you do realize however, that this means your test is going to be twice as hard now right?"

"T-twice?" I squeaked. 'Oh that was manly, wasn't it?'

Leila smirked. "No, no it wasn't." Then she schooled her face. "You're going to break into a maximum security prison for mutants. Due to the danger of the task as well as the importance that this mission be successful I will allow you to take one other mutant with you. Only condition is that it cannot be a member of my team."

"But I don't know anyone."

"Not my problem. You have until the end of the week to decide who you're going to take with. Bored will come by later with everything we have on the prison. Figure it out." 'Your dismissed.' She mentally commanded.

"Yes ma- Leila!" I winced, apologized and left.

Back in my room I studied the information Bored gave me on my test prison break-in. And let me tell you… it was thoroughly put together. Everything I needed was in there.

When I found out that I was supposed to break into one of the most secure mutant prisons in the world, needless to say I was freaked. "Ryker's Island. Well what do ya know. The one prison I actually know about." Ryker's Island was something from the other side of Marvel. It was in New York. 'Maybe I'll meet Spider Man. Wait… too early dang it.'

Though the fact that it existed presented another possibility. If Ryker's Island existed, then maybe it wasn't just the X-men here. Maybe the avengers existed as well. Granted if they existed… 'Thanos? NO! Too far ahead, TOO FAR AHEAD!" I did not want to think about that happening. Not now, not ever.

The prison was massive and according to the information Bored gave me, her guy was located smack dab in the middle of the prison. The highest guarded point of the prison to be accurate. Each cell was fitted with dampeners for those with mutant powers, as well as mutant dampening collars. On top of that, the cells were fortified with rebar all the way through.

And that was just for the mutants and enhanced humans. There were also people who had special technologies. Granted since it was the 1970's those people were few and rather… dull in comparison to people like Doc Oc or the Rhino.

The good news was, with my power I could easily take down the defence systems keeping the mutants under control. Only problem is that there are plenty of people that go to jail that deserved to go to jail. In breaking out the one person they want, I could end up breaking out others who don't deserve that kind of second chance.

Which means I would need to do one of two things. One, I could go to the central power system and power down the whole island all together. Or… weave through all the security cameras and any anti-mutant things.

I would have loved to discuss with somebody about the pros and cons with the plans. Unfortunately there, with two of the only three people I knew being members of the elite team, I couldn't exactly ask them for help.

'Hold on… why couldn't I? Leila only said I couldn't take someone on the team with me. Not that I couldn't ask them for help in planning.' Nodding in agreement to my own thoughts I looked for Tsuki who was... nowhere to be found.

So I moved on to the next and really only other person I could talk to. Knocking on her door I asked. "Hey Bored, mind if I come in for a sec?"

A few seconds later Bored opened up, looking beat down and tired. "What's up Me?"

"Umm, well I was just gonna ask your opinion on something."

Bored gave me a disapproving look. "I can't come with you Me. Leila was very clear on that."

I smirked at that. "Leila told me that I couldn't take any of her team with me on the mission. She didn't tell me I couldn't ask for help in planning."

Bored kept her stare for several moments before she let out a grin. "Oh you're a clever girl aren't you?"

My body twitched in response to her words. 'Not the best choice of words there.'

I moved to say something against that, however someone new spoke up before I could. "With a big set of lungs too. Probably make someone rather happy some day."

'That was so much worse!' My face burned with embarrassment. "Wh-what?"

"Come on now Sarah, be nice." Tsuki suddenly said as she popped up through the floor.

"I'll be nice when miss power outage here stops screaming out her desires."

'I'm gonna kill this little-' The lights flickered as I stalked towards the bastard like a predator.

Bored grabbed me before I could carry out my dark thoughts. "If you want my help then calm down." Then she turned to Sarah. "As for you, stop antagonizing her! She only has a slight understanding of her power and we don't need her acting up again and maybe taking out more than last time."

Sarah put up her hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. I won't annoy our little princess." The lights flickered more which caused Bored to give the both of us a harder look.

The bastard didn't even flinch. "Aww are you gonna have another fit there princess? You might wanna stay on your best behavior. Another incident like the last one might just get your royal ass kicked out."

"Sarah! Get out!"

Said person barely spared a glance at Bored before she left the room.

The lights still flickered as I struggled to hold back my power, my feelings of anger and humiliations towards the bastard said. But eventually with the help of Bored and Tsuki, I managed to calm down.

Once the lights stopped flickering, Bored sat me down, looked at me and said, "Alright. Now we can plan."

End of chapter one.