I'm really excited to continue writing this. I really hope I can go somewhere with all these plots.

TristeAlma: It's a good thing that Jean was able to save Ororo. Did you notice her eyes, though? (hint, hint!). Betsy clearly has some unresolved issues. They may surprise you, though. There was no way that Sabretooth would even match Magneto's power! As for Rogue and Remy, it's like an episode of Days of Our Lives!

Song of Grey Lemons: Yes, possessed Ororo is much, much better than murderous Ororo. I don't even know what to say about Rogue and Remy except DRAMA!

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Remy was shocked. Rogue had never once talked to him in this manner. He had never seen her express such anger and hatred at him.

"Chère, I-"

"Don't you dare call me that!"

Remy felt his throat tighten and backed away. He tried to speak but no words came out. Rogue stepped forward and grabbed Remy by the collar of his jacket.

"You thought that I wouldn't find out? Did you think that you would get away with it? How long? How long until you were going to tell me?"

Remy once again opened his mouth but closed it when Rogue's eyes widened.

"You were never going to tell me."

"Non. I swear I was gonna tell ya." Remy suddenly realized what he had said and tried to cover it up. "I mean, I was gonna tell ya where I was."

Remy saw Rogue's fists clench and he made a frightened sound when he saw her eyes darken. A tremendous pain shot through his head and he screamed in return. His scream was silenced and Remy realized it was Rogue; she walked towards him and her eyes began to take on a fiery aura. Remy had seen the same aura before. It had come from Jean.

"That slut gave you what I couldn't? Is that it? Is that why you went to her? All you wanted was pleasure and you did anything you could to get it. If that pleasure was so important to you, then let me help you. Let me increase that pleasure!"

Remy felt his mind become flooded with images of his forbidden night with Bella. Images flashed before his mind: the handcuffs locking Remy to the bedposts, Bella dropping the hot candle wax onto his chest, Remy tying Bella to the ground. As each of the vulgar images began to disappear, Remy saw his body burn to ashes. The same pain washed over him and he wanted to scream. Instead, he fell into a black void.

"Burn in Hell, you bastard!"

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Kitty walked in front of the Cuckoos, their eerie synchronization causing her to feel uncomfortable. She had nicknamed them the Stepford Cuckoos after the "Stepford Wives."

Kitty decided to break the silence. "So where are you from?"

Esme smirked. "We're from New York. Can't you tell?"

Kitty rolled her eyes. Great, she thought, more stuck up bitches.

"I guess not."

They reached the top of the stairs and Kitty showed the sisters to their rooms.

"Esme and Phoebe will stay here," Kitty said, pointing to the room in front of them. "Celeste and… um?

Mindee rolled her eyes. "It's Mindee."

Kitty smiled apologetically. "Sorry. You and Celeste will be staying in the next room."

The sisters glanced at each other and they all spoke at once.

"Can we not stay together?"

It took Kitty some time to answer. The synchronization and unity still caused her to feel uncomfortable.

"The rooms aren't large enough to fit four beds. I guess it comes with being a student." Kitty smiled once more but the sisters just stared at her. Esme smirked once more.

"We have a high potential that we've already tapped into. It's only a matter of time before we become valuable members to your precious X-Men."

Kitty was unsure of what to say next. She decided to leave the sisters to themselves. As she was descending the stairs, she heard laughter. It was coming from the Stepford Cuckoos. Kitty turned around and walked back upstairs.

"What's so funny?"

The sisters looked at each other and it was Celeste who spoke this time.

"Someone has been very, very naughty. They've done a bad, bad thing."

The sisters covered their mouths and stifled their laughter. Kitty tried to hide her worry.

"What- what do you mean?"

The sisters once more spoke in unison. "She was in heat and cooled off with some Ice."

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Emma sat on her bed, still dazed from the attack. She still wasn't able to identify her attacker, but she felt as if she recognized them.

Whoever they were, they were limping.

Emma sighed and decided to look for Scott. Maybe he would be able to help her. She rose off of the bed and realized something was wrong. Her mind felt somewhat weaker. It wasn't that she still felt dazed, but that she felt as if someone had reached into her mind and pulled out part of it. It was then that she realized that her telepathy was weaker.

"This is not happening," she said to herself. Emma tried to recollect the attack and remembered something. She had defended herself with a telepathic attack. Whoever had attacked her had absorbed part of her telepathy. But who could absorb mutant powers?

The girl with the white hair.

Emma quietly chuckled; she felt as if she was talking about "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo."

She quickly realized that she would have to look for someone with white hair. It was a white streak, so it wouldn't be hard to notice.

"Come on, Emma. You can do this."

Walking towards the door, Emma was about to open the door when she heard a phone ring. Emma turned around and frowned. She was unsure of where it was coming from. Emma was about to leave when she felt as if she recognized the ringtone. It was someone she knew; someone important. Emma decided to answer the phone and began opening random drawers. She finally opened the bottom drawer of her nightstand and found the phone burrowed in undergarments. Emma answered the phone.

"H-hello?"

Emma began to frown once more but she quickly remembered who she was talking to. Even though her telepathy was weaker, she was still quite powerful.

"What? You lost possession of her? How? Even a weak telepath could've kept control of her." Emma rolled her eyes and was about to hang up but the next piece of information caused her to smile. "It worked? Jean decided?" Emma grinned and flipped back her hair. It was time.