A.N. Thanks for the positive reviews guys! Umm... Yeah, that's all I have to say...

BANG! I have just enough time to shut my eyes before my head jerks back from the impact. Getting shot felt surprisingly... painless? Was I already dead? Was this what being dead felt like? Man, my neck felt really stiff.

I open one eye. "I-I'm... My-My brains are still intact?"

The guy who shot me seemed more angry than confused and empties the rest of the clip into my chest. I stumble back but seem- well i definitively wasn't dead, I even felt unharmed. Was I in shock?

"Uhhh..." I start, feeling a deep sense of confusion building up.

Thug number one shakes his gun in frustration. "The fu-"

Thug numero duo is just about as frustrated and angry as the other guy. "Oh shit! HE'S A MUTANT TOO!" He empties his gun into me as well, still to seemingly no effect You can probably imagine my confusion... well, actually... No you can't, there's too much of it.

Seriously, has no one heard this? Come-on, two whole magazines have been emptied and no one has even bothered to see what it was about?

Figuring I should probably do something before waiting to see if that have any guns that can hurt me, I leap at the thug closest to me and swing for his face. He blocks with his free hand and I take the opportunity to knee him in his you know wheres. I'll be honest, not my most honorable of moves but he did have a gun and i didn't, so... Before I have time for another attack, twin beams crimson light blast the two thugs and all three of us are flung back. Confusion has just reached it's final stage of evolution...

Struggling back up to my feet and feeling overwhelmingly disorientated I stagger around a bit. "Holy, fu-" Before I could finish my curse I'm forcefully thrown to the ground and my arms are pinned behind my back.

"Ow, ow, ow, hey! Stop!" I yelp, though ever since being shot in the head, I apparently can't feel pain anymore. I hear a female voice, which I assumed wasn't from one of the thugs. Where did she come from? Or maybe it was a he and they were just a good voice actor? Who cares, it sounded female "Scott, stop. He's just a kid!"

"Yeah Scott, let me up!" I said as I struggled in 'Scott's' grip before frowning. Did she just call me a kid? As a certifiable fifteen year old that felt incredibly very condescending. "Though I'm not a kid..." i added, feeling the need to defend myself. My eyes had finally stopped being kafrazzled and I could just make out a womanly like figure standing above me. Oh, so the voice actor was a lady... Or they were originally a male voice actor but then had a sex change? Or was just wearing a costume? I mentally shake myself, again who cares.

"Guys! Zu found me!" A German accent enthusiastically groaned from over where the tailed guy was. I guess he woke at some point? him. Although, maybe the lady was a costumed voice actor who could throw their voice? I couldn't actually see them from my position pinned against the floor.

"Hey!" I called out, trying to get the German's (he could also, maybe be a voice actor?... just sayin') attention. Twisting my head to the side I managed to get him in my line of sight. He looks up at me.

"Hey, could you get Mr. Handsey here to let go!"

"Oh, ja.. Scott, zu can let him go now."

"But- he was..." From the sound of the so called "Scott"'s voice I could tell that he was confused. Unless he too was a voice actor. I mentally shake myself again. Stop being so suspicious of voice actors!

The female laughed "It's okay, we're not voice actors." I glance up as she puts a hand on Scott's shoulder and he finally lets me go. I stand up and brush myself off.

I frown, something wasn't quite right with that series of events. "Wait, how did you..."

I'm interrupted by a voice that sounded awfully like hers in my head (Hey, if this is one of you guys, not funny okay! Not funny!) "I'm a telepath Martin, a mutant, like you. My name's Jean." Not to be hypercritical of my savior from the Scott's arm lock, but if she entered a competition to see who had the most patronizing voice, she'd definitely win, hands down.

"You guys are mutants?" I ask, glancing around at the three wildly. Ohhh boy. She nods. "And you think I'm one of you...?" I ask slowly. Things were starting to make a little bit more sense by this point. Well, not really, but this was a start.

"Hey, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but, I'm not a fr- mutant." No way was I a mutant, nuhuh, no way. Impossible. Pretty sure I would have noticed by now. But then I did just take those bullets... Hey, shut up argumentative, slightly, maybe, possibly, rational voice, who might actually be right. Shut-up and stop raining on my parade, nobody likes you so just go away!

The German buts in "Hey, I saw you take zose bullets. How zu explain zhat?"

My resolve weakened a bit. "Uhh, they all missed?" I say weakly.

"No vay, I saw zhem hit du! Look!" He points to wall. "Zhats vhere it hit vhen it rebounded off!"

"No way, that..." I could feel my carefully constructed argument crumbling. Piece, by piece.

Jean puts her hand on my shoulder and as if that wasn't patronizing enough... "It's okay to be special Martin, you don't have to be afraid." I internally cringe at that. Did she practise that line at home after she was finished being...

I glanced at the somewhat persuasive German who has a tail... and is blue... with pointy ears-

The realization hits me all of a sudden. "Wait... You guys are the X-men!" They all nod in sync. That was a little bit creepy. "Well, I'm not going to admit to anything until it proved by- uhh science." I state resolutely. I wasn't just about to let these three mildly famous strangers make me question my entire sense of identity. Scott punches me in the face. I swear I saw him smile when he did, I swear!

"Scott!" Jean protests as I jerk back, my hand going up to my nose. I stand there a bit shocked

"What?" He says to Jean before turning back to me "It didn't hurt, did it?"

I shake my head. "Well... It maybe, possibly didn't...?"

"No damage done?"

I touch where he elbowed me. I shake my head again. "Not that I can tell but..."

"See, proven by science? Now lets go before the police show up."

"Wait ,that's not how- Hold on, you just want me to waltz off with you guys? What about my parents?"

"Don't worry, professor X will take care of it! Now can we hurry up!"

"I-I... Profes- what?"

"Cool! Let's go!" Tail guys says. Maybe his english wasn't the best, because I did defiantly not just say 'yes, right, lets be off then, tally ho' right then. He grabs me (personal space? Anyone? No?) and I'm suddenly teleported in front of a huge black jet.

Now, I'm not saying the cool future jet was the reason why I went along with this abduction, yes that's exactly what I'm saying. It's a cool future jet! Who'd pass up an opportunity like that?