Hey, everyone. I can't believe it's been a year since I've last updated pretty much anything! I'm sorry about the wait, though I'm pretty sure my stories were in the back of your minds. That's fine with me! I do that a lot. ;)

By the way, I'm just gonna let you know that I've changed my pen name. The old one was kind of random and I would've changed it if I had known I could before I posted a bunch of stories. And if there's one thing I hate, it's if someone changes their pen name and doesn't have a note for it anywhere, and then you're not sure their story was the same one you had been reading. Does that make any sense? Anyway, here's chapter four!

I fly through the air, muttering to myself. "What the heck does Moonfire think she's doing? I mean, she's a good guy. Good guys don't destroy cities!"

I think for a second. "Well, not on purpose, anyway."

Going as fast as I can, I arrive at the demolition site. Moonfire sees me and scowls.

"Why won't you leave me alone?" she yells in a frustrated tone.

"Because you won't leave anyone else alone!" I yell back. She shoots an orb of light at me, and I fly above it. She turns, suddenly ignoring me, and destroys a steamroller that is (or was) sitting harmlessly off the side of the road.

I grab some of the shadows from the wreckage and mold it into a nice, dark ball. I hurl it at her, and she doesn't see it until it's too late. She gets smashed into the side of one of the not-yet-destroyed buildings, ultimately destroying it.

"Nice shot, kid," Iron Man says sarcastically, as he flies down to hover next to me.

"Sorry." I shrug.

He sighs. "At least everybody was evacuated."

Moonfire stands up, brushes herself off, and gives me a confused look.

"Shadow… It happened again…" Moonfire mumbles.

"You can't seriously tell me you're not doing this on purpose," Iron Man exclaims with a glare.

"I'm not!" Moonfire protests, looking upset. "I don't know what's wrong with me!"

"Alright." I fly over and grab her cape, dragging her with me back to the Institute. "Iron Man, you pay for the damage, we'll figure this out. Okay?"

"What?!" his surprise was evident.

"Great. Thanks!" I call, blasting off.

[Moonfire's P.O.V.]

What the heck is wrong with me?

First the Avengers, then Kitty, then Kurt, and now this! I have to figure this out before someone gets killed.

"Oh, Moonfire!" Kitty calls, skipping into the room with a tray in her hands. I groan.

"Kitty, please, no more taste-testing. I'm gonna be blunt; you need to follow a recipe, cause your cooking stinks," I say, hoping she won't burst into tears or something. She doesn't, but she does look hurt.

"But recipes, like, limit my creative skills!" Kitty pouts.

"Well, recipes tend to taste better than creative skills," Shadow points out. I stifle a laugh.

"Fine! You can both try my new creation, the Special Cookie-Crumble Delight!" she says triumphantly. "Made of breadcrumbs, crumbled doughnuts, and in five of them is a secret special ingredient."

She holds out the tray. There are only five cookies on there, and they don't look pretty.

"Kitty, there are five of them. You said in five, but there are only five on there!" Shadow says.

"Yup!" The sparkle is back in Kitty's eyes. "There are, like, frog leg pieces mashed together with marshmallows. It's totally going to taste great!

"No, it's not," Shadow says, aghast, and bolts out of the room. I try to follow her, but suddenly, Kitty's got a grip on my arm.

"Let go!" I say, panicking. "I really don't want to try them! Please!"

"Don't be such a baby," Kitty laughs. "They're fine!"

"Uh, yeah, no," I tell her, then turn my head to the door. "Help! Shadow, really? You're just gonna leave me here? Somebody, for the love of everything right and just, help me!"

A couple of seconds later, Logan bursts in.

"What's wrong?" he growls, claws unsheathed. He sees Kitty holding the cookies and his face twists into a shocked expression. He sheaths the claws, turns around, and with a "You're on your own, kid", he's gone.

I glare at the door.

"Thanks, Logan," I mutter. "Such a brave guy." I turn to Kitty to tell her that I'm not really hungry when, as usual, she stuffs one of the cookies into my mouth.

I simply sigh and start chewing, trying not to breathe lest I taste them. The same tangy taste I experienced from the other treats fills my mouth, and I swallow as fast as I can.

"Why do you keep using that tangy taste?" I ask her. "What's it even from?"

She grins. "You liked it! That's totally great! Anyway, the tang is from oranges. I, like, squeeze the life out of an orange and put the juice in the batter. I've used it in all my treats! Totally awesome, right?"

I feel panic well up in my chest. "O-oranges? You're kidding, right?"

Kitty still has a grin on her face. "Nope!" she says proudly.

"Kitty, no! S-Shadow and I, w-we're-" I can't finish the sentence. My vision starts to cloud up and I can't speak. I feel dizzy, like the other times before my 'rampages', and I stumble towards the door.

Crud. Gotta hurry… Move! …Wait, what? Right! Hurry up, go down, go! Oh no oh no oh noooo…

I start to lose my train of thought. My sense of urgency just grows, though.

I know I can't wait any longer. I forcefully plunge straight down through the floor, stopping in the basement, where I drag myself into one of the containment chambers and close the door. I hear the lock click and Kitty shrieking in the distance.

Okay. I'm good. Now… What I saying about oranges?

I slip into unconsciousness.