When Hank McCoy, (Beast, I guess if we're using superhero names like they seemed to do here) came to get us from the otherwise empty cafeteria, he found Lana chattering happily at me while I sat and stared at my feet. She was all like "Oh my God! I loved those guysss! They were ssssooooooo nice! And they're mutantsss, like me, which isss cool. And the food? Awesssome. Were you watching when the blonde boy, Bobby Drake, froze Kitty'sss ssscrambled eggsss? Sssoooo funny! And then-"

I tried to zone out. I couldn't help but think "If I slam my head hard enough into the table, I wonder if I can knock myself unconscious…"

"Hello girls, enjoyed your breakfast?" Beast asked pleasantly. He had changed out of his costume (uniform? Doesn't matter) and into a very Oxford professor outfit with a white doctor's coat over top.

"It was awesssome." Lana replied with a cheerful smile.

I had never heard breakfast described as awesome before.

"Good good. Now, I believed you were promised a tour of the grounds? If you'll follow- oh." Beast stopped talking and leaned his head to the side as if he was listening to someone talking. Then he looked at me. "Actually, Leah Professor Xavier would like to see you now, if you don't mind. He needs details about your parents' disappearance to decide on how to respond. As well, he's sure that you have many questions you would like answers to as well."

"Uh, okay, sure." I said, a little confused. "Where is he…why do I suddenly know where to go?"

Beast chuckled. "The Professor is a telepath."

"So he can put ideas and pictures in my head…snazzy." I nodded, "Well, off to see the wizard."

"Ssssee yah later Leah!" Lana grinned at me before exiting the caf with Beast.

I let out the breath that I didn't know I was holding. This was the first time I was actually left alone since this all started.

My parents are superheroes. And I'm not.

Hello, new scary world.

xXx

I didn't have any problems finding the Professor's office, since he used his mind powers to shove the directions into my head. But it did take me awhile to get there because I was traveling at snail speed. This school was just too cool. I mean, it was huge and filled with amazing stuff. And people! I mean, I was just walking along when this girl ran through me. Literally, like a ghost! I was all like, silently screaming inside, but she just smiled at me and said "Sorry 'bout that, but I'm late for class! See yah around!" And then she disappeared into a wall. And this other kid, he was like a ginger Mr. Fantastic! He was at the bottom of some winding stairs, but instead of walking up them, he stretched himself up two floors and pulled the rest of him up. It was pretty sweet.

Finally I got to a handsome set of walnut double doors. I hesitated before knocking. I jumped back as the doors opened. By themselves. Creepy, very creepy.

The room was gorgeous. The walls were shelves full of thick, beautiful books. Large maps covered another wall. At the end of the room sat a huge wooden desk. It was beautifully detailed and each carving was well polished. Behind the desk sat an older man. He was bald and wearing a nice suit. His blue eyes sparkled with knowledge and kindness.

"Good morning Leah." Professor Xavier greeted pleasantly. He gestured at the red padded chair in front of the desk. "Won't you please take a seat?"

I entered further into the room and lowered myself into the seat. Only now was I beginning to feel the effects of walking six miles, falling from a giant robot, being electrocuted and riding in a plane for hours. I felt like I've been through a woodmill, and I had a suspicion that it wasn't going to get easier any time soon.

"My you look like your mother." Professor Xavier said, more to himself than to me. He shook his head and leaned forward. "So, I expect you have many questions and concerns at the moment."

It wasn't a question.

I felt nervous in the older gentleman's presence, and I've always been shy with strangers, so I just nodded in response. As soon as I did, Scott Summers (leader of the X-men) entered the office. He was out of his superhero attire and into a pair of brown tan pants and a form fitting blue sweater, and wearing red lensed glasses so that I was unable to see his eyes. He was a good looking guy, nice hair, athletic body; but still my overall impression of the man was that he was a major tool. It wasn't fair considering that I hadn't known the guy very long, but I couldn't help it.

"I will address all of your concerns soon, but I hope you'll forgive me in understanding that we must know all that we can about your parents' disappearance so we may respond quickly." Xavier said as Scott went to stand at his side. "Unfortunately, your parents have made some very powerful enemies over the years and the longer they are in their grasp the more dangerous the situation will become."

"Okay, well, um," I stuttered not sure where to begin.

I heard the very quiet exasperated sigh come from Summers and I knew he rolled his eyes. I shot him a glare but held my tongue from saying anything I'd pay for later on.

"I was late getting home from school because I had to walk with Lana, taking the way through the woods." I started. "We were just about there when we smelled the smoke. We found my house torn apart and burning, and the yard looked like a battle field."

"So you came after they were taken? You don't know who it was that took them?" Summers questioned.

"Yeah, we didn't see what happened, but I think I know who it was. There were a bunch of black copters and they said MRD. Lana and me couldn't do anything because then this giant robot attacked us."

"A giant robot? Do you mean a sentinel?" Scott asked.

"Um, I guess it could have been? It didn't really bother telling us its name because it was too busy trying to kill Lana." I answered.

Summers raised an eyebrow.

"The sentinel targeted Lana, but not you?" Xavier questioned, in a slightly puzzled voice.

"Yeah, it was all like "mutant detected" and it shot at her. It pretty much left me alone until I stepped in front of her, then it picked me up and went back to shooting at her." I answered. The men exchanged looks, making me ask, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. Please continue." Xavier said calmly just as Summers asked. "Wait, aren't you a mutant?"

I stared at both men. Then slowly, I shook my head. "No, I'm not."

Summers' jaw dropped but Xavier just looked thoughtful.

"Wait, you're telling me that you're not a mutant?" Summers asked. "Logan's and Storm's daughter is a human?"

I felt my face flush red. I always thought it was a good thing to be human, but I guess here its just as crazy to be a human as it is to be a mutant in the outside world. I already felt disconnected to my parents enough ever since I learned about me being a different species from them, and this jerk wasn't easing those feelings.

"Yes, I'm a human. Can we get over that fun fact now, please?" I asked rudely, upset.

"But how-" Scott began but Xavier interrupted.

"Scott, please, let her continue." Xavier said. Though his voice was calm and normal, we knew that it wasn't a request but an order. Scott shut his mouth, reluctantly. Xavier gave me a nod to continue.

I went on, but I still felt weird. "After I took out the robot, Lana and I-"

Scott interrupted. "What do you mean you took out the robot?"

I looked over at him. "I mean, I shut it down?"

Scott looked sceptical. "You just told us that you're human, and now you're saying you were able to take out a sentinel all by yourself."

I blinked. "Um, yup."

"That's impossible! You don't have any powers." Scott argued.

Racist much? I thought coldly.

"Well, I did it. I stabbed its circuits and it went down. It almost killed me, but I did it."

Either noticing that I was upset or deciding that things would go faster if the toolface wasn't in the room, Xavier turned to look at Summers.

"Scott, would you please begin a wide search on the computers to see what new information we have on the MRD's actions?" Xavier asked.

Summers frowned. "But shouldn't I hear the rest of her information so we can begin rescue plans?"

"I'll get the rest of her story. You can just focus on the MRD for now."

Scott looked like he was about to argue, but reading Xavier's face, he closed his mouth and nodded. Just before he exited, Xavier said to him in hushed tones "And Scott, nobody needs to know about Leah right now."

"I'm sorry about that Leah."

"Its okay." I said not looking him in the eye. Was I a freak because I'm human? Forcing myself, I raised my head. "Why didn't my parents tell me about any of this? How could they have lied to me my entire life about who they really were?"

Xavier sighed. "They were trying to protect you Leah."

Before I could stop myself, I blurted out. "A great job they did of that."

"I know this is frustrating and scary for you, but believe me when I say that they did do a good job of protecting you." Xavier said softly.

"But from what? I'm not a mutant, so who would want to hurt me? I'm nothing special." The tiredness and the emotions I had been feeling made me blurt out whatever I thought and had been thinking, without caring about being rude or what people thought.

"Leah, you are very special, which makes your life very dangerous." Xavier answered. I let out a short humourless laugh, making him continue. "You are what we believe to be the first antimutant."

I stared at him. "Pardon?"

"Leah, when you were born, all over the world people with the gift of prophecy all had the same vision. Everyone from Dr. Strange to students at our school saw the same thing. A choice resulting in the final peaceful coexistence of humans and mutants, or the destruction of the mutant race."

I stared at the bald guy with my mouth open. "You're shitting me."

"Leah, you are neither human or mutant. Your blood has the ability to cancel out the x gene that gives mutants their abilities."

"But, wouldn't that be a cure? I thought people wanted one?" I asked.

"Mutants are not a disease, Leah. And I am sure that there are those that would find the chance to be 'normal' again a blessing, but there are even more people who would use your blood as a weapon, forcing it upon those who are happy with themselves. It could be used to-"

"Get rid of all mutants." I thought with a shiver. It was a really scary idea.

"Indeed."

I thought for a moment and a sickening idea crawled into my head. "So is that why my parents didn't tell me about them and gave up on the X-men? Because they thought I would destroy them?"

"No, I don't believe so." Xavier said thoughtfully. "When they heard about the prophecy made about you, they were afraid for you. From their experiences, they knew that people would come after you with intentions of using you. They believed they'd be giving you your best chance by taking you away from the mutant world and hiding you."

I thought about this. "But why hide who they were from me?"

"I suppose they thought they would be better hidden if no one was informed about them being mutants, and superheroes. But I also believe that they wanted to spare you the feelings of isolation and sadness that you are experiencing now from knowing that you are not the same."

I glanced at the man shrewdly. "Are you reading my mind, Professor?"

Xavier grinned, "No, but your emotions are practically screaming at me right now."

"Oh, sorry." I apologized, sheepish. I guess staying with a bunch of telepaths, empaths and who knows what else, I should learn to get better control over my emotions.

"Is there anything else you can remember that could help your parents, or any more questions?" Xavier asked, looking at me with concern.

"No, I can't think of anything else." I shook my head.

"Well, my door is always open." Xavier said as he came out from behind the desk. I forced my face to remain neutral and not stare when I saw that he was in a wheelchair. I felt silly for not noticing it before. "And hopefully you'll be comfortable staying with us."

I nodded and shook the hand he offered me. "Thanks for everything Professor."

"We're glad to have you here Leah, even under these circumstances. You have family here that would like to get to know you. We all remember you as the giggling blue eyed baby that was always getting into something." Xavier grinned at me.

I'm not so sure they'll like me as much as that baby I used to be if they find out that I'm a 'antimutant', I thought privately as I walked to the door.

I looked over my shoulder to Professor Xavier.

"So my dad's the Wolverine" I mused out loud. "Sweet."

xXx