I followed Chelsea through the halls, her hand holding mine. I don't know where we're going exactly. She said I had to meet someone but she wouldn't tell me who. I don't know if I should trust her, but I feel I could. She's so nice and she seems to truly care. She seems so happy and upbeat despite what the world has done to her… what her family has done to her.

I don't want to have to deal. Seeing another person like me makes it all real. If she hadn't shown up I could have just ignored it, pretended I belonged. Oh who am I kidding I could never forget!

We screech to a halt. We are standing in front of a door that looks like any other. Through the bustle of the hall I can hear music coming from the room.

"Can you hear the music too?

Thoughts ringing in my head

Thought they were all dead

(didn't they shout off with her head?

I knew I should be dead)"

The screeching female voice sounded vaguely familiar, but before I could think on it Chelsea rapped on the door. "Yo! Danny! I got someone who needs to see you!" she yells.

The music was turned down and a lock was turned, the door thrown open. A guy about my age stood their, peering out behind mirrored sunglasses. His hair was a shocking red that stood up at odd places. He was wearing jeans and a tie-dye t-shirt. He was pale, and looked vaguely serious. "There better be a good reason for interrupting my jam time." he said in an annoyed voice.

"There is!" Chelsea said pushing me forward "Danny O'Connor, meet Angel Baron."

I was about to correct her, my name's Angelica not Angel, but Danny didn't give me a chance.

He took off his sunglasses to look at me with violet eyes. "Angel? Why didn't you say so? Both of you come in. Lydia will be here in a second." He turned around, leaving the door open for us to come in.

His room was messy to say the least. His bed was unmade, pieces of metal and electrical equipment littering it. A giant stereo system took up a good portion of the room. A large computer system took up the rest. The closet was open to reveal stacks of books and magazines all of them science fiction or technological. His clothes, since the closet was being taken up, were scattered around. Tools littered the ground. The blinds on the window were pulled shut and the overhead light was on. Chelsea plopped down on a bean bag.

I don't know how she could act so nonchalant. I was kind of in aw. I began to sit on the only chair in the room. "DON'T SIT THERE!" Danny yelled.

I straightened up, surprised. I looked behind me and noticed a very expensive looking piece of computer hardware was taking up that seat. "Sorry" I muttered, looking for a spot to sit.

Danny took cleared off a corner of the bed and gestured for me to sit there. I amused myself by watching the boy. He obviously needed to lay off the caffeine. He couldn't seem to sit still! He hovered over one piece of equipment to another, practically running around in circles, adjusting that dial or tightening that screw. I don't know how he did it. I would have gotten dizzy and collapsed by now.

The door slamming open redirected my attention to an angry looking girl in the doorway. She had long brown hair with strands of silver running through it. Her eyes were a deep chocolate brown. She had a little dusting of freckles going over her nose. She was slightly wet as if she had just gotten out of the shower. She was wearing a blue sundress that ended just below her knees. She was barefoot and had no jewelry except and plain silver ring. She would have looked almost child-like as she was very petite if she wasn't so angry.

"So?" she demanded "What's the big emergency that it couldn't wait until after I got out of the shower?"

Chelsea looked over at Danny who was busy examining a piece of stray motherboard.

"Well?" demanded the girl again, slamming the door closed "What was it."

"Angel's here." Chelsea said, looking my way.

The angry girl locked eyes with me and I realized that her eyes weren't a solid brown like I had first thought, but had a pinwheel of green inside of it. She looked me over. "This couldn't wait until after my shower?" she finally said sighing.

Chelsea looked over at Denny. He glanced at the group and said "If it was important enough to interrupt my jam, I figured Lydia couldn't have been doing anything important enough not to interrupt."

Lydia glared. "You are soo considerate Denny. Thanks." she said sarcastically.

"Welcome." he muttered, moving to examine the inside of a radio.

"Men!" Lydia said, turning her attention back to me. She stuck her hand out "Welcome to the group Angel. I'm Lydia Johnson."

"My name's actually Angelica." I corrected.

Lydia looked at Chelsea "I thought you said her name was Angel?"

Chelsea shrugged, as if that said it all.

Lydia looked back at me. "Well, the X-men have code name's right? Yours will be Angel. Chelsea's is Volt-"

"I still say it should be pikachu" Chelsea muttered

"Danny's is magnet." she paused to see if Danny would say anything. When he only continued fiddling with the insides of a television she continued "I'm Signal and Zane… where's Zane?" she asked the room.

"Couldn't find him." Chelsea said.

Lydia looked annoyed but continued "And Zane, who you'll meet later, is Changeling." she finished. "We're supposed to get another member sometime next week."

I cleared my throat "I wasn't aware that I was supposed to be working in a group. I thought I was just supposed to come here and observe. Why would I need a team to do that?"

"Is that all they told you, that you were here to observe?" asked Chelsea

"Yes." I confirmed

The two girls looked at each other, at a loss of words. Danny put down whatever he was working on and looked me in the eyes. "We were sent here to spy. We were sent here to steal precious information, labs and statistics from Xavier. Eventually we are to steal Cerebro and give it over to the company that owns us. This information is going to be used to make more of us."

I felt myself go pale. "But… but I don't know how to-"

"We," Chelsea interrupted "Were trained. If you weren't that means that you probably had problems with your powers."

I stopped the flow of memories before they could hit me. I lived them once, I don't need to relive them here.

"We'll help you as much as we can. We'll need to work together using our powers." Lydia assured.

"What…" I cleared my throat "What powers do you have?"

"I can tap into waves; sound waves, thought waves, waves of energy, and I can manipulate them." she said.

Danny was still watching us. He put his hand out, facing the bit of equipment he was working with earlier. I watched as it zoomed into his hand. "I'm a human magnet." he said smiling.

I blinked a few times, my brain trying to catch up to the chain of events. All of these people had such control over their powers, when mine couldn't tell the difference between a layer of ice and a snow storm. How the hell was I supposed to help these guys?