I lay awake in my bed. I had a lot of things running through my mind. Such as what would happen if I chose not to stay. What will come out of this experience? Will I regret this decision? My thoughts are cut off by thoughts of my mother. Would she be proud of me? What would she think of me now? Would she still care about me? Would she and dad still be together?

I didn't want to think about any more of this stuff and I didn't want to sleep all by myself. I walked into my father's room and saw he was having a nightmare. I didn't know if I should wake him up or not because I knew either way was dangerous. I tried waking him up but when he did; he yelled and shot out his claws.

He sat upright and shoved them right into my side. I let out a scream as I stare at my father. It looked like he was still in his nightmare. That was until his eyes met mine. His face was full of mixed emotions. Many different emotions. He quickly pulled them out of me and stared at me, gasping for my breath. He starts to yell for help.

He looks like he wants to cry but quickly tries to cover it up when Scott, Jean and Storm walk in with other students, watching. I fall to the ground and try to catch my breath but I couldn't. I watch as the four adults make a fuss over me, trying to help me. I tried my best to stay awake; scared I might not wake up again. But my willpower wasn't strong enough.

When I woke up, it seemed at least a few hours have past. I woke up in a white room and saw Jean there. I try to move but she quickly stops me from doing so. "You're still weak. You need to rest."

"What happened?"

"You were stabbed by Logan when he was having a memory turned to a nightmare. He feels terrible. Maybe you shouldn't sneak up on him while he's sleeping."

I don't respond and glare at her. Sometimes she could be nice but other times, she could be a real bitch. I tried to remember everything, but when I did, it came all rushing over me like a tidal wave, crashing over a surfer. When she said she had to go see the professor, she told me not to go anywhere and not to get up. But I didn't listen. I got up and started walking around the room about half an hour after she left.

I was making my way toward the door when it swung open. I jumped from fright and saw who it was. I sigh in relief as I only see Scott standing there, looking shocked as well. "What are you doing out of bed? I thought Jean said not to."

When I don't answer and put my head down, I hear him sigh. He points over to the bed and I stalk over there like a little kid being sent to their room with Scott following me. I plop down and cover up in the blankets. He sits next to me in a chair next to the bed.

He puts a hand on my forehead and questions, "How are you feeling? You gave us all quite a scare."

"I'm fine, really. Just a little sore but that's all."

"Well, that's to be expected, I guess. Being stabbed with three claws in your body, that can wear you right out."

We start to talk and joke around a bit with each other. When I asked him where my dad was, he wouldn't look me in the eye. He told me that he was scared to see me, thought that I might hate him. No matter what he did and the purpose of it from last night, I knew it wasn't intentional. It was from the memories that he has, to haunt him for his life.

I've been awake and growing stronger during the week and Storm, Scott, and Jean finally said I could go outside if I wanted to. Pyro and Bobby have come to see me a few times but my dad never did. I was scared that he left me here but the professor reassured me that he just stayed in his room.

I was outside, sitting on a bench, near the small lake. I felt a presence behind me and when I looked, I saw my dad. It seemed like he didn't really know what to do so he took a seat next to me and started off with, "I'm sorry about last week."

I look at him and whisper, "Me too."

"I never meant for it to happen. I can't tell you how sorry I am, sweetheart." He only ever calls me that when he knows that I'm upset or when I'm in need for comfort. In this case, it's both.

"I know."

It was silent between the two of us for a moment before my dad spoke again. "I broke it. I broke the promise I made when your mother died."

I looked over at my dad and saw a lone tear fall from his eye. I shake my head, not wanting to see him in this state. I wrap my arms around his waist as he wraps his arms around my shoulders. We didn't need words being said to know that everything will be forgiven and forgotten.

The day after everything happened, it seemed like it all went back to normal. Bobby, Pyro, and I were hanging out. They still didn't really get along but they're nice to each other when I'm with them. It seems like at times, they act like best friends but at other times, it looks like they could kill one another.

Today was one of the good days. The three of us were running around outside, playing tag with our mutant powers. Bobby used his ice, Pyro used his fire, and I used my force field. While I spent the past few weeks here at the school, I have found out more of my powers. My eyes change color to the emotion I have, I can pause/freeze other's mutant's powers, I can create force fields, and I can bring back memories. But I already knew about the force field and the memories. That's how my dad can still remember everything that happened; otherwise he wouldn't know who he was, what he was, or anything about me.

While we were playing, I made sure to pause our powers so none of us would get burned or frozen. I went to go hide somewhere behind the lake, in the woods. I know I might've gone far but those boys can think of any place to hide. Besides, they never said what rules there were.

I was trying to stay silent but then I felt another presence. I quickly turn around and find Bobby. I sigh in relief. "Jesus, Bobby! You scared the shit outta me!"

I expect him to say sorry and blush but all he did was let out an evil chuckle along with a smirk. I get a little nervous as I start to back up. I see Bobby turn into a woman with blue skin and short red hair along with yellow eyes. The moment I'm about to scream, she sticks a needle in the back of my neck and I end up passing out.

The second I woke up, I started looking around. I found myself handcuffed to a pole and on a boat. I see the blue woman in the same room and I glare at her as she gives me a sick smile. She walks over to the door and in steps an old man, in a red suit.

The man looks over at the Statue of Liberty as we were passing it. "Magnificent, isn't she?"

"I've seen it." I said, calmly yet at the same time, being a smartass. Thank goodness I picked up a few things from my dad. I feel my eyes turn purple. Hope.

"I first saw her in 1949. America was going to be the land of tolerance. Of peace." The man must be Magneto.

I looked over and saw a dead man in the corner. I looked up back at Magneto and asked bravely, "Are you going to kill me?"

He stares at me for a minute until he answers. "Yes."

"Why?" I had tears in my eyes but didn't allow them to fall. I then felt my eyes turn blue. Sad. I think my dad would be proud of me, knowing how tough and brave I am right now.

"Because there is no land of tolerance. There is no peace, not here or anywhere else. Women and children, whole families destroyed simply because they were born different from those in power. Well, after tonight, the worlds powerful will be just like us. They will return home as brothers. As mutants. Our cause will be theirs. Your sacrifice will mean our survival." There was somebody behind me so I looked and saw the man everyone knows as Sabertooth. "I'll understand if that comes as a small consolation." Magneto looks over at Sabertooth and orders "Put her in the machine."

Sabertooth breaks my handcuffs and throws me over his shoulder. I start to beat his back, punching and kicking, demanding he let me go. I knew it was hopeless. He drags me up to the top of the Statue of Liberty and chains my hands. Once he leaves I felt my eyes turn white with blue and red specks in them. Scared. Sad. Anger.

I felt other people's presence in the building. I guess this is another of my powers. Got that one from my dad, knowing when other people are with you. Once I knew who it was, I started yelling for help, hoping they could hear me.

I knew they could hear me, especially my dad. I hear a voice in my head. Jean's voice. 'Scout? Keep calm. We'll figure out a way to get to you.' As much as I wanted to believe her, I was afraid they wouldn't make it to me in time.

The door opened and in came Magneto. I stopped crying and put on a tough act and I glared at him. Since my arms were wrapped in metal, he could control them and made them attached to the two poles so I couldn't move. He made a move to leave but my voice stopped him. "Please, don't do this."

He turns around and says before leaving, "I'm sorry, my dear."

The ground that I was stuck on started rising. I was in the air, on top of the Statue of Liberty. The walls around me broke right off and the wind of it made me scream. The rings around me started moving so fast, I couldn't see anything. I brought my head down, waiting for death to take me.

I heard someone next to me after what felt like hours and when I looked up, I saw someone who I thought had given up. I guess I have to have a lot more faith in my dad. I see him raise his claws and gets ready to break me free but something stops him. Magneto freezes his body.

I tried to do something but all I could do was scream from the pain and fear. I didn't know what had happened because I felt my body slide down to the floor, limp. I woke up just a few moments later, after thinking I was dead.

I felt arms around my body, hugging me close to theirs. I try to move but the pain made me gasp. The person pulls away and looks me in the eyes. My dad looks at me, almost studying my face, trying to remember it, if anything happens. I didn't know I was crying until he started wiping the tears from my eyes, whispering comforting words. Telling me it's going to be alright and that I'm safe.

Before I passed out again, I felt him slide his arms under my legs and behind my back, picking me up in his arms, walking away and telling me, "Let's go home."