What were these people doing here? I knew nobody could be out here, but these people were there.

"People—they're everywhere," mumbled Dez.

"Guys, this people don't even look like normal people," I murmured.

"I'm going in," said Rosie.

"Rose, no," I said.

"We need to know what they are."

All of us headed down the hills. As we got closer and closer, I tried so hard to read the minds of these people. I couldn't to get through to their thoughts. This campsite was freaking me out a little bit.

"Guys, I have a bad feeling about this," I said.

"Trespassers!" yelled a male voice. A man mysteriously appeared in front of us.

"Where the hell did you come from?" asked Austin.

"None of your business. You are not welcome here."

"Let me take this guy out," said Rosie. She stepped in front of me and threw the fist punch. Suddenly, the guy disappeared and left smoke behind.

"What the hell?" I mumbled.

"Hello again," said the man. We found him up in a tree. How did he get up there?

Once again he disappeared and he reappeared next to me.

"So what's your name, sweetheart?" He asked me.

I telekinetically slammed him against a tree. I demanded, "Who the hell are you?"

"What the hell are you doing to me?" He asked.

"I asked first!"

Suddenly, another man appeared. He transformed his hands into machine guns.

Trish threw herself in front of us and blocked us with her fire shield as he started shooting at us.

When he stopped shooting, Trish said, "I know for sure that you're not a man. Only real men never use guns."

"You're gonna take that back, you sassy bitch," he snarled.

"Enough!" said yet another male voice.

A man appeared from the shadows. He looked like he was in his forties. His eyes were brown and his hair was dark grey.

"Machine Gun, Shadowmist, enough!" He said. "Where are your manners? We have guests here." The man came towards us. "I am terribly sorry for these boys' behavior. I hope they didn't frighten either of you."

"Frighten us?" said Austin. "No. Threatening us? Yes."

"Wait a minute. You're mutants too, aren't y'all?"

How did he know we were mutants like them?

"Are you a mutant?" I asked him.

"Yes, my dear, I am."

"Boys, behave yourselves," he said to the two boys. "These children are our guests now."

"Yeah, better listen to him," Rosie said to them.

The man led us into the campsite. I said, "We didn't get your name, Mr…"

"The name's Woods," he answered.

"Woods, are all these people mutants?"

"Yes, they are."

"I knew it!" Dez exclaimed. "I knew there were other mutants!"

"We live here and I think one of your mutants broke into our house," said Austin. "The one who transforms into a cat."

"Oh, Raven!"

The burglar appeared. Her appearence was disturbing. She had brilliant yellow eyes and she had a black tail. She had noticeable fangs and sharp fingernails.

"Raven, how dare you break into these people's house?" He said.

"I was wondering what they were doing in the middle of Denali," she explained.

"You meet gave us a chance to explain," I said. "Especially when you scratched me."

"Hey, it was a little accident." She grinned.

Another girl appeared. She has giant black-framed glasses and straight blonde hair. The girl was young and seemed to be very nervous and scared.

"Woods, I see we have more mutants with us," she said. "I'm Kat."

"Hi," I said to her.

"Would you guys like some food? Anything to drink?"

We all nodded and she walked away. Woods said, "I apologize for Kat. She's very perky."

"Don't forget annoying and clumsy," Raven added.

"So why are there so many mutants here?" Trish asked Woods.

"They're runaways and innocent people who chose to be with their own kind."

"You wanted them to be with you in this campsite?" asked Rosie.

"We all travel the world. It's gets boring when staying in one place for a long time."

"We've been living in Denali for nearly eight months," Austin informed him.

"Eight months? We travel to a different place every five to six months. Everyday is just another that of living with people like you."

"That's amazing," said Trish. "I've been waiting for this. People like us."

"Isn't it time for y'all to go home?" asked Woods.

"Well it's nighttime," said Austin. "I really don't know where our home is. It's too dark."

"Oh, y'all can sleep here."

Woods gave us a tent to sleep in. As we get settled in, Dez said, "Austin, why did you tell him that we don't know where we are? I could've looked for it."

"I just wanted to see how it's like to live like this," said Austin. "Guys, I think I want to live with them."

"Austin, we don't know any of these people," I said. "How can we even trust them? Austin, you can't be seriously."

"I am. Guys, we have a chance to be with others like us. Didn't you guys say that you wanted to be with others of our own kind?"

"Not like this, Austin," said Rosie. "We don't even know any of these people. They creep me out and I don't feel comfortable here."

"You know?" sighed Austin. "I want to see what it's like here. I might even want to travel with them."

"You?" asked Trish.

"Not me. All of us! I can never go anywhere without y'all."

"We never agreed to this," I said to him. "I don't want to go, Austin."

"What? Ally, I want to go."

"That doesn't mean I have to go. Neither do the others."

"I thought we were family."

"And you think we're going to do everything you say? You're acting like the boss here."

"I need to have a position here, babe. You all have yours."

"Who said that you were the leader?"

"Well I have to be part of this team somehow, Ally!" He burst out yelling. "Trish is fire! Dez runs faster than anyone alive! Rosie manipulates the weather! Ally, you read minds and control objects! What can I do? Oh, yeah, I can change my appearence. How the hell is that worth being part of this team? I'm not powerful like y'all and I never will be!"

He stormed out of the tent.