Icicles shot from the ground where ever my feet connected with it and fires blazed behind me, I could feel the heat hitting my back as I ran for it.

WHAT'S HAPPENING?, I yelled in my own head. As I stood stock still for a few seconds I could hear the ground begin to shake before it actually reached me. It brought pain beyond anything else I had ever felt before in my life. This whole thing was my fault, my doing. Me, Hermione 'smartest witch of her age' Granger, was the cause for the soon to be downfall of America. How Bloody Stupid.

"No, this, this isn't real, a dream that's all this can be, dreaming." I said out loud to myself running again towards a light I could see in the distance. It never seemed to become any closer. Then I felt my anger rise in myself and a pain all over my body.

As I looked down at myself I noticed vine made binds holding me in place, I struggled to move but they grew steadily tighter causing pain to shoot through-out my muscles.

Finally I found something that could have salvaged the hope that dwindled in my chest. Rogue running not too far from the spot I was stuck in, but as I called for her my voice didn't come from my mouth nor any other place, suddenly I had become mute as she ran past not sparing me a glance. But that didn't matter right then because I could once again feel the crackling, burning heat of the fires behind me.

I turned just enough to see even if I wanted to run the fires were to close to escape from, as I once again turned back to my previous position I noticed many icy spikes emerge from the ground rapidly, towards me. Frigid winds wrapped around me joining the vines. Then the first to reach me were the icicles, slicing straight through my feet becoming soaked in blood, tendons making small slicing noises as they snapped, bones crunching and producing from the holes made.

Finally it was the fires turn, not melting the ice it licked at my clothes setting then alight, burning my skin making it start to peel from muscle. Blood didn't get to even spill from the wounds still being made from the ice as the fire licked as if stroking each, thus sealing each. DON'T SCREAM!! My brain angrily yelled. I didn't, I didn't feel the need to, nobody would hear it any way.

My eyes sprung open and closed straight away as the bright morning light shined directly into them. Oh, thank Merlin and God that it was a dream.I thought as I gazed at my ceiling my breathing still rather un-even from the nightmare. I wanted to know why I had had a dream like that for until I remembered what had happened just after we had started to battled Bobby and Cannonball.

*Flashback*

A almost sinister smile spread over my face as the two of the boys approached. I had been looking forward to this since we started, I could already tell that Bobby hated me and would no matter the circumstance. It seemed that this would be a good fight.

Bobby wasted no time in starting, ice shot from his hands in little daggers, speeding towards me and Rogue, she avoided all that came her way, I, on the other hand had one slice open my shoulder.

"Aw, come on ice-boy, cant you do any better than that?" I asked taunting him slightly, (and since when did I have a Slytherin attitude?).

"Have you even made a move yet?" He shot back.

"Ah, but she all ready has." Rogue commented nodding toward where the other boy was lay on the ground struggling with long thick vines.

Then bobby began to randomly fire off his ice picks as if in such a frightened state that he didn't actually knew what he was doing.

I held my hand up slightly warming the air around me enough to melt the ice before it could hit me. I suddenly felt tired as he sent more and the air stated to ripple around me and I was starting to sweat as fire burst in front of me as a wall, in between me, Rogue and Bobby and his friend. I was surprised and the flames grew stronger before being doused by water that dropped from the air around us.

I started to freak out, I hadn't commanded anything of the water. All I can say is the fire hadn't stayed out for long and Rouge was told, well, yelled at by Mr. Logan to use her power to subdued me.

*End Flashback*

At first rouge had been very reluctant to but after I nodded she touched me and thus after a matter of hours my nightmare had started. I had lost complete control and I'm not really use to that, I have more or less every hour of my life scheduled to the best of my ability and I had lost it.

Yay, no more exam for three weeks (thank god, stupid psychology) and sorry this chapters short but I felt the need to write something for you guys, well, whomever may be reading this. I was bored and my homework is all done (I am so sad).

Ah and before I forget. I do not own Harry P. pr X-men:Evolution