Rebekah

The first thing I knew about it was when we got the command to scramble, when Kitty and I were just about to beat Kurt and Peter at Game of Life. She sighs, because we all know we can never remember anything about it when we come back from a mission riding the adrenalin high. So far, I've only been allowed on low-risk missions, wearing the makeshift costume. Beast told me this morning the uniform was in, and that I'd probably be allowed to go on the next mission. But right now, I was feeling quite annoyed that when we got back, we wouldn't be able to remember who had been trouncing the other so wonderfully. But, missions are missions and the complete energy spike you get is brilliant so I don't complain too much.

"What so you think the problem is?"

"Haven't a clue. Could be anything."

OK, if anything turns out to be two dozen trapped mutants who need breaking out. They decide to allow me along, in case there are small, long tunnels that Kitty can't phase through. Kitty just stares at the pile of clothes I'm handed in astonishment.

"That isn't an X-Man uniform!"

"It's my X-Man uniform."

"It looks like normal clothes."

Beast bursts out laughing.

"Does a normal coat have a vibranium mesh lining? Or are normal clothes made up of unstable molecules?"

Kitty shakes her head and I shoot off into a cubicle to change. When I step out, I have the satisfaction of knowing the uniform actually looks semi-professional. Look, I wasn't going to wear spandex, okay? Instead, I went for black jeans, a purple long sleeved shirt and black boots specifically designed for my feet and capable of shifting with me. And the coat. The Coat. Black wool, military design, vibranium mesh weave between the outer and the lining. And somehow, tailored to fit perfectly. I take my more bestial form, feel the cloth of the clothes stretching to accommodate thicker muscles and shorter body proportions. I grin at Kitty.

"What do you think?"

She shrugs.

"Good."

"Better than the roller skates costume…"

I duck under the heavy object thrown at me. Kurt snickers and then raises an eyebrow.

"What's with the coat?"

"Protection?"

It would be a lie to say we spent the journey discussing tactics. We actually spent it annoying Scott by playing card games noisily. Then throwing accusations because I know Logan was cheating, I just wasn't able to prove it. But before he can get too annoyed, the Blackbird settles and Cyclops' visor glows threateningly.

"Right, we have got a job to do. The mutants are barricaded inside the old mineshaft. There are about thirty armed guards. Nightcrawler, I want you and maybe two others…Shadowcat and Panthera, to get inside and start evac for the injured mutants. Colossus, your job is to get the barricade down. Beast, you're on medical duty. Nightcrawler will bring out injured defenders. Storm, we're going to need cover for the strike team."

"Who are the strike team? Sorry, I don't actually understand half the stuff you're saying."

"Panthera, you're on the strike team. Your job is to get into the tunnels and persuade the mutants in there that we're not going to hurt them. Kurt will be ferrying them back and forth to the Blackbird, where Hank will patch them up. We want Kurt because he's adapted to the dark and can teleport, Kitty because she can phase and you because, like Kurt, the darkness isn't a problem for you and you can get in the small spaces without too much trouble. Understand?"

"Yeah but…"

"Go. Storm doesn't want to keep the fog up for too long."

I nod and follow the other two out. Cyclops is right. The fog is confusing. I feel Kitty's hand slip into mine and I let my nose guide me to the mine. Then we slide through stone, one of the weirdest sensations ever and breathe again. Suddenly two people (male and female, siblings? No, twins? How the hell do I know all this? Wait, nose) step out.

"Who are you?"

"X-Men."

And suddenly something hurts our heads and I go bestial, knowing from my lessons that telepaths have trouble reading it and that it is much better adapted to combat. I leap up and slam into the wall before barrelling straight into the first telepath and both Kitty and Kurt sit up groaning. I stare down and lift my lips back slightly, revealing pointed, very large teeth.

"We're here to help. We don't appreciate being attack. Understand?"

"Yes."

"Now, take us to your leader."

Kitty giggles and even Kurt snorts a bit at that. I don't think Scott had quite realised that the three of us together is like putting close friends together in Maths. We accidently on purpose leave our answers on show, except in tests, look at each other and giggle and other, inconsequential things like that.

My nose picks up blood and hurt smells all the way through the tunnels. These people are injured. Finally we reach a chamber with a male, strong smell. Lights suddenly flare up and we see that they're in the hands of a man aged beyond his time.

"X-Men. He said you'd come."

"Who said?"

"The boy."

"What boy."

"He's gone now. Don't worry."

I inhale but there are so many scents I can't pick up the right one. Nightcrawler's taken over the negotations.

"We have a doctor for your injured and we can lead an attack with your healthy fighters."

"We can't get out."

"I'm a teleporter. I can take two or three at a time."

"Your companions?"

"Phasing and feral. Don't upset Panthera, she bites."

The telepath I hit blushes and I wave slightly at him to show there's no hard feelings.

The next twenty minutes are confused and hurried. All the mutants are brought in and Kurt starts evac. Kitty starts assessing the uninjured mutants and we find we only have two uninjured mutants with basic powers that could be halfway effective, a sound blaster and some sort of geokinetic. Kitty just looks at me and we nod. Then leap off, followed by our two companions who have been told, in no uncertain terms, to stick behind us. And the boulder shatters as the geokinetic glows brilliant blue and we leap into a battle. We guard the entrance, fighting as we've been taught. A bullet grazes the collar of my coat but the vibranium prevents the damage from being too bad. And then a scent catches my nose and I spin round to see a blur pass me. Leaping, I catch the edge of a coat and tug. It comes away and I'm left with a square of cloth that reeks of Isaac.

Isaac

I could have just left but seeing the X-men at work was like watching a master at his trade. They were amazing! The careful planning, the perfected techniques. They wrapped it up brilliantly. Better than even Magneto.

I watched as the boulder exploded and Rebekah jumped out followed by Kitty and two other mutants. They fought well and soon their attackers were dwindling in number. Rebekah's fighting had improved greatly. I realized my time to depart had come. For some reason, I thought it would be an interesting idea to speed past Rebekah on my way out. I slipped into slow time and ran slowly past Bekah. Unfortunately, I underestimated the speed of her reflexes. Rebekah's nose twitched and then she span around quickly. She reached out and grabbed hold of the edge of my coat. It tore easily under the strain. I heard a yell behind me and I piled on more speed. Soon, I was racing over the country side at breakneck speed. I knew the only person who would be able to keep up with me would be Kurt but, hopefully, he would still be helping evacuate the rest of the mutants.

Still, I kept up my speed until I reached the top of the world where Magneto was located. I stopped just inside the city's perimeters. I looked at the long strip of cloth missing from my coat. It had shaken me up a bit when Rebekah had grabbed me.

I teleported into the mansion and changed my coat. I walked downstairs and greeted everyone at the table. They greeted me in a like fashion.

"When did you arrive back?" Magneto asked.

"A couple of hours ago," I lied. I thought I'd make it look like I'd been in the house a while. What Magneto didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

"Strange that you should stay in your room all this time."

I ignored him. "When is our next training session?" I asked, changing the subject.

"In a bit," Victor growled.

"Cool," I replied. Sabretooth looked at me strangely. I teleported out of the room quickly. For the millionth time since I'd arrived in the marvel universe, I asked myself what I was doing here. How did I even end up here? Did I do something wrong in another dimension?

I thought about my family back at home. I missed them so much. Even my mum and I never thought I would say that. I thought about my siblings. I missed them a lot. I definitely thought I would never say that. I thought of my cousin who I was very close to. Anne Marie.

And then it suddenly clicked. I quickly booted up my laptop. I had one new message in my inbox. To be honest it wasn't my inbox. It was my identical twin's in this universe but I don't think he'd mind if I borrowed it for my purposes. I clicked on the message and read it. It was from Rogue. The pieces were starting to fall into place. The message read 'Meet me at the mansion.'

I ran out of the house at top speed. I passed Sabretooth in the hallway. He opened his mouth to say something to me but I zoomed past him. I couldn't believe after narrowly escaping from the X-men less than an hour ago I was already on my way back. I would just have to be careful.