Mizuki: Oh my God, It's soooooo good to be back in action.
Wittny: You're really happy about this, aren't you?
Mizuki: YES! I've got this big writing project that I should actually be working on, but I don't wanna.
Logan: You're teacher won't tell you when it's due?
Mizuki: No, 'cause then everyone would put it off until they had to do it.
Wittny: You should start on it.
Mizuki: I DON'T WANNA! THE STORY LINE IS BORING!
Logan: Then make it better.
Mizuki: I can't it can only be 8 pages.
Wittny: I bet the real owners of Twilight and X-Men don't have that problem.
Mizuki: Yeah. Another reason for me to want their jobs.
Everyone: Good Luck with that.
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Wittny's POV

I won't write the details of the trip. All I'll tell you is that there was a lot of crying on mine and Rouge's part and a lot of kissing on Edward and Logan's part. I blame the fact that Rouge and I are suckers for love whereas Logan and Edward can't cry for the life of them.

Once we were in the air, Logan started cussing out Tommy. The boy had held to his word and put all the weapons in my control while making straps that wrapped themselves around his arms after we were a mile away. This was probably so that Logan couldn't leap out of the jet to kill him.

"Oh be nice to the kid," I said as we zoomed over the mountains. "He just doesn't want to put you in a bad position."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked as he struggled to get comfortable with the boa-like straps still on his arms.

"Well," I started, knowing he couldn't do anything to me even if he wanted to. "You are the second, no, third violent person on this earth. The last thing we need is you in possession of dangerous weapons that could destroy the entire Wall of China. Especially when you consider the fact that you've hated the Chinese ever since that incident with the Buddhist priest. You have no self control and would probably go and kill them all."

"Not all of them," he argued as we went over what looked like a lake (we were going too fast to tell) "Just that one guy. And I would have every right to do so. He was practically drowning me in holy water!"

"Okay," I said as we finally went over the California boarder (told you the jet was fast) "I'll grant you that, but you're still not coming anywhere near the missiles. It's too risky. Besides, we got here just fine without a single problem."

Logan looked out the window to see what I was talking about, and was met with the weirdest sight. "Sis," he said as he stared at the scenery before him, "Is this even possible?" The lake we had reached had been frozen over and there was snow on the ground. "We are in California! The laws of nature are against this. Mother Nature is throwing a fit! Father Time is . . ." He trailed off having lost all sense of humor and sanity.

"It's very possible," I answered as I walked towards a pillar near us, "The chemicals that the scientists are putting into the air and lake are screwing with the weather and temperature of the water. They stopped this year because it was attracting too much attention, but the chemicals are still there. This lake will be like this until we turn gray. You know how long that could take."

"Did you really believe that crap Edward was feeding you before we left?" He asked. "I know you used to be in love with the guy, but there are still limits."

"Please, bro," I said as we went around the pillar and towards the other farther away, "I'm no girly girl. He may not know it, but I can tell when something's up. I can't read certain parts of his mind. There are specific parts in his mind that I can't see. They all started a bit before we raced off to see Juggernaut. After that, there are places I can't see. You think I can't put two and two together?"

"You mean to tell me that he's working for Benson?!" He exclaimed, shocked. "And you left him with the others?!"

"Calm down Logan," I said, turning to him, "He's the only one. I think Rosalie's in on it too, but I can't be sure. All I can say is that Jasper, Alice, Esme, Emmett, and Carlisle have no idea. He's so bent on staying in their safety-blanket, he wouldn't dare do anything to make them turn on him."

"That, and then there's the fact that you can kick him from here to next Tuesday if he tries anything."

"Too true."

"There's something I've been meaning to ask," he said, worrying.

"It's about Tommy's real age, isn't it?"

"Yeah. The kid's a little jittery, but he's not little."

"He's actually seventeen. He's been in the body you're used to since he gained his powers."

"I don't even want to know anymore."
When we reached the pillar, we stopped. "Something about this feels so familiar," Logan said, miles away in mind. "I feel like I've done this so many times, it's become a routine."

"I know," I said, feeling weird and, yet, normal at the same time. "I can even tell what we're supposed to do." With that, I pushed in four lose bricks and they opened to show an elevator door. "Whoa," I said when it opened to show a steel elevator, "Now that is cool."

"I feel like you've said that before," Logan commented as we stepped inside, "Only a little different. Back to work. How many men are there, and can we take them all?"

I closed her eyes for a minute, then opened them and said, "There isn't a soul there. Benson has them all at the HQ using computers to find us. They won't be able to though. Tommy made that jet with a mega cloaking device and they can't even hack into their own computer systems to see that we're here."

Once the door opened, we both gasped. The room was huge. There were more computers than I could count, and a large file cabinet in the corner. "Is that it?" Logan asked pointing to the cabinet in the corner. "Is that the file cabinet with our info in it?"

I closed my eyes for a second time, focusing on Benson's memories, "No," I said. "He suspected that we would find our way here eventually. He's afraid that we'll find out who we are, so he burned the papers." Logan cussed in a fury as I attempted to find out more. "But," I continued once I found something new, "He really doesn't like the idea of him losing everything about us, so he kept a little background info in the computer. I'll have to hack into it to get it, which might take a while." As I spoke, I was subconsciously typing words and passwords in to the computer. Finally, after hours of tedious work, I finally got in.

Once I clicked on the file named "Project X Siblings" a file popped up of the two of us. Hastily, we looked at the dates of birth and our jaws fell open. "Oh my God."