The young girl, who I now know as Jubilee exited the room, she seemed to me the type who has gone through a lot so I will respect her. I followed her easily keeping up with her slow, leisurely pace. We entered a very pink room, like a pink monster just walked in and threw up on everything but since pink is my most hated colour for reasons best not explained, I tried not to grimace, tried not succeeded. She picked up a pair of high waist denin jeans with a lilac t-shirt and a navy blue cardigan from her chest of drawers. I accepted them gratefully but flinched at the sight at the sight of the chest of drawers.

"All I see" I said "when I look at your chest of drawers is the cage were I spent most of my life"

"Oh" was her only reply.

I quickly changed the subject by asking "is there any place where I can get changed.

"Yes" she replied pointing to the door at the end of the hallway "over there's the bathroom you can get changed their"

"Thank you" I exclaimed and started to walk there.

When I got there I shouted back "do you mind if I make some alterations".

"Go for it" she laughed "they're yours now".

And with that I closed the door. Inside was the most extravagant bathroom I have ever see, it had marble everywhere (look at me getting passionate over a toilet). I found a pair of scissors on the window sill and started to cut a V in the shirt and cardigan and an X in the pants then I continued in getting changed. They were comfortable; I can easily move my wings and tail. When I left the bathroom jubilee, who was standing right outside grabbed my hand.

She explained that her sudden outburst was due to the unusual phenomenon of missing dinner, so sensing her urgency I jogged behind her while she ran. We got there just before the food was served, enough time for introductions. I found out that the old man is Professor Charles Xavier, Wild eyes name is Wolverine, the red haired woman's name is Jean Grey and finally the monster's name is Beast (personally I think I wasn't that far off with Monster). There were more people at the table than I saw before so I had to learn their names before, there was; Storm, Rogue, Gambit, Cyclops and Warren. It wasn't that long until plates piled high with the most glorious looking food flouted into the room.

"Withcraft" I shouted jumping up and baring my teeth at the magically floating plates

"No, no don't worry sweatie" comforted Jean "it's just me, you see I can move things with my mind"

"Oh" I blushed "they didn't figure out how to do that in the school, luckily, sorry"

"No don't worry child" giggled storm as she patted my back "you're new here"

In front of me was I gigantic pile of food of all different colours, textures and smells. Mimicking everyone else around me I picked up the knife and fork and began hungrily devouring everything finishing it all in a matter of minutes, I ignored the looks of disgust and surprise.

Looking them in the eyes I said "the last time I ate was two days ago and I only had seven nutrients pellets and a glass of water, you see the amount of pellets are given out via survival rates and worth. I was considered high in both of these that's why I was given seven, others I know who got two like my ex friend Iggy were getting ready to be exterminated".

"Kid" Wolverine shouted across the rectangular oak table "you said you knew me, how"

I explained how that the people who made him the way he is are partnered with the school I also explained that finding out that the only reason half of this happened is because they found out that you're a fast healer.

"They began to search" I spoke rhythmically for I told Angel and Gazzy the same story when they were little "for people like the first survivor" I nodded in his direction.

"And did they find any" his voice croaked.

"Yes"

"How many"

"Three, the first died the second is a little girl called Angel she escaped with the flock and the final is me".

There was a deathly silence in the room, in their eyes was a mixture of sympathy and annoyance but no one daren't say anything. Eventually the hostility in the air slipped away but it was as slow and painful as water from a sponge.