Author Notes:

This will be my second fanfic. I needed a break from the first one, Medical Strings. I kind of got writer's block with that one and after finishing this one I'm ready to start working on it again. On a side note, I got the suggestion to break down my chapters. It would make them shorter (which I don't like), but would make them easier to edit (which I really like). I thought about it and that is what I'm going to do with this story. So keep in mind, this is shorter but I have like another part or maybe two to add after this. So if you think about it, it all adds up in the end.

There is going to be OC-ness to some of the characters, especially the characters from the Ben Ten universe. I might throw in some characters from other shows if I feel like it. If I do, they are probably going to be turned into mutants or something.

I will also be throwing what ever I feel like into this. Somethings may be in here just on a whim, so be warned.

I'm making the teenage boys have some "naughty thoughts" (if you will), about the girls because if you think about it and be realistic, that is what would really happen. That's what I would do anyway. I mean the girls are in form revealing outfits and we all know what teens think about when seeing that. I will try to keep it down but if I feel it isn't too inappropriate or I just don't care then I will include it.

Now if you want to know (and it probably helps) this starts after season 1 episode 7 of X-Men: Evolution, but before the next episode.

Speaking: "Hi, I'm Bob."

Thoughts: "Did I lock the doors?"

Physic Speaking: "Bob, you left the doors open." "Thanks Mike."

Omni Evolution Chapter 1: The Beginning

It was a normal Saturday morning at Xavier's School for the Gifted. Well, as normal as a school for mutants could be.

Charles Xavier was sitting behind the desk in his office. The desk was an eloquent looking oak wood design. It was expensive and tasteful looking, like the rest of the Institute. No money was spared to the help the student at the school. Charles was a man that looked around his forty's. He wore black straight pants and a black turtle neck. Over this he wore a dress jacket that was a light greenish gray. It gave him a formal look that was still slightly casual. His head was bald.

He looked over to the clock that sat over his fire place. It was 10:25 am. He was going over some paper work when the phone on the desk rang. This surprised him, it was his private line and he didn't give it out to just anyone. So he prepared himself as he picked it up.

"Hello?" Charles asked. His voice was rich and fluent. It said I'm here for you and I will understand.

"Hey Charles, it's me, Max Tennyson."

"Max, my old friend, it's been to long. How are you and Verdona doing?" replied Charles

"We're doing great. How are you and Gabrielle?" At hearing this, Charles felt an hint of hurt and jealousy.

"Gabrielle and I didn't work out. We had a falling out and she left. We made better friends then husband and wife. But after we separated, we couldn't even be friends anymore." He paused for just a moment, but it was enough for Max to know Charles didn't want to talk about it anymore. "I'm sure you called for a reason and not just to talk." There was a slight pause on Max's end.

"Yes there is." There was another pause as Max gathered his thoughts. "Do you still run that school for the gifted?"

"Yes, I do and it is going very well. The students are advancing with their powers everyday."

Max relied happily. "That's great." He gave a sigh and said, "My granddaughter has inherited Verdona's powers. We have talked it over with her parents and came to the conclusion that it would be best for her if she went to your school."

"That's excellent. We are always ready to accept anyone who is willing to learn control over their powers, Max."

"Well that's the thing Charles. She can already pretty much control her powers. Verdona has been teaching her how. We want her to go there to be with other . . . . mutants." Max had paused at saying mutants because he didn't feel it was an appropriate description. It almost felt like he was calling Gwen a freak.

Max continued "And to have some space. Our family was hit with a tragedy a several years ago and she hasn't gotten over it yet." Max paused as he remembered the horrible incident. He knew that Charles could help her.

"She is more then welcomed to join the Institute. We can come over at anytime you want us to pick her up."

They stayed on the phone arranging everything for about the next hour. When Charles hung up the phone, it was around launch time. So moving his hand to the controls on his chair's arm, his wheelchair started to move to the big double doors of the room.

As Charles moved into the hallway, he thought "I will inform the team at launch. Then w..."

His thoughts were interrupted as he sensed a presence quickly approaching. Looking to his left, he saw a black teenager riding a skateboard coming straight at him. The boy's name was Evan, but he preferred Spyke. He had blond hair in what looked like a military crew cut. The only difference was that in the back, a "V" was cut into his hair. His skin was a light milk chocolate color. He wore a light purple shirt that had no sleeves. On his elbows and knees he wore pads for skateboarding and on his hands were black gloves that had no fingers. He wore light greenish gray shorts that ended just below the knee. His white underwear was above the waist and the end of his black belt hung out of the loops on the shorts. His sneakers were white and the socks were the same color as his shirt just a shade darker.

Just before collision, the boy just stop as if an invisible hand had grabbed him from behind, making him float in midair. This was partly true. Charles looked behind the boy to see a tall redheaded girl with her right arm out straight as if reaching out to Evan, standing at the end of the hall. She looked to be around 17. Her hair went down to about the middle of her back. She wore a white shirt with a slight pink tint to it. The shirt showed off her narrow waist. The sleeves went to the middle of her forearms. Around her wrists were solid gold bracelets. They hung off of her wrists and looked as if they could fall off. She wore similar styled rings on both of her index fingers and thumbs. Her pants were a light tan and seemed to pool around her flip-flopped feet.

"Thank you Jean," spoke a woman standing a few feet away from her. Her voice was that of a strong willed woman. Her skin tone was a shade or two darker then Evan's. There was a familiar look between her and Evan. She looked to be about thirty-five or so. Her hair was snow white, which was held back by a reddish purple piece of cloth. She had a light purple eye shadow. Around her neck, she wore a gold necklace with a blue gem in the middle. Her ears had gold triangular hoops. The part of the earring that connected to her ear was one of the triangle's points. She wore a white shirt that had no sleeves, but the shoulders of it almost ended in a point. On her wrists she wore two sets of bracelets. The bigger of the two was gold and the other was blue. On her left hand, she had two light purple rings on the middle finger, a gold ring on the index finger, and a light red ring on her thumb. On the right hand, she wore a gold ring on the thumb, a light red ring on her index finger, and a light purple ring on her ring finger. She wore a long dark purple dress with a thin line of gold and then a light purple at the bottom. The dress went almost all the way to her feet, stopping so a part of her shins could be seen. Her left ankle had a gold bracelet around it. On her feet, she wore what looked like elegant sandals. The overall look gave her a kind of African tribal look. Her name was Ororo.

Jean used her telekinesis to deposit Spyke in front of Ororo. He lay there for a moment before Ororo spoke.

"Evan." The tone she use was of a parent reprimanding her child. At hearing this Spyke thought "Busted."

"Yes, Auntie O," he said as he stood up. He tried to sound innocent, but he knew that he was caught.

"How many times have I told you NOT to skateboard in the mansion." Ororo said with her hands on her hips.

"5 times." Spyke replied, trying but failing to make a joke. At hearing this Ororo walked over and grabbed his ear. She then preceded down the hall with Spyke occasional shouts of "ouch" and whines "Auntie O".

This caused Jean to let out a chuckle. Charles too couldn't help it, and let out an amused sigh. With that out of the way, Charles and Jean walked down the hall in the opposite direction, heading to the dinning room. They passed all kinds of statues and paintings that looked expensive.

"So Professor, how are you this morning? Anything new happen?" Jean asked.

"I'm doing great. And a matter of fact, yes, it seems that we might be getting a new student today. I'll explain more about it at lunch," replied Charles.

When they got to the dinning room, they saw that the 20 foot table was all set up and that the other students and teachers were just arriving too. They were going to be having burgers, hotdogs, and other types of food from the grill. Currently, only about half the table was being used.

Charles sat at the head of the table. To his left sat a tough looking man. He was sitting at the table reading the paper. He wore blue jeans and a black muscle shirt that showed off all of his muscles. His hair was done in a way that almost looked like he had pointed ears, with a few bangs hanging in front of his face. His overall look gave him an animalistic air. His name is Logan.

To Charles right, Jean sat. Next to her sat a tall boy. He looked to be 17 or 18. He wore a soft blue sweater with the sleeves rolled up to just below the elbows. Underneath this was a yellow shirt, which could be seen at his neck. His hair was brown and short, with the bangs hanging so that they slightly shadowed his forehead. On his feet he wore a pair of nice brown shoes. The thing that stood out the most about him was the dark red shaded sunglasses that he wore. His name is Scott.

"So where is everyone else?" Charles asked no one in particular.

"They're on the way down right now." This was said by Ororo who just walked in the doorway with Spyke right behind her looking saddened.

She sat down next to Logan and Spyke sat next to her. As Spyke was pulling out his chair, a girl walked threw the doorway. It was obvious that she had a Goth style. Her skin was pale as if she never saw day light. She wore a black tang-top with thin straps over the shoulders. that left her stomach exposed. Over this she wore a long sleeve t-shirt, made out of a see through fabric and had a green tint. She had black gloves on her hand. The part of the glove on the back of her hands had what looked like a rectangle cut out. Around her wrist and neck she had black leather studded bands. On her waist she wore a short black skirt. It ended half way down her thigh and was a very shiny material that looked like leather. Black stockings covered her legs and on her feet were black leather boots with slightly green buckles. Her name is Anna Marie, but no one called her that, most didn't even know her real name. They just called her Rogue.

Rogue took the seat next to Spyke. The others at the table were talking and when she saw the depressed look on his face, she asked so the others couldn't hear "What's got ya down, porcupine?"

He looked at her and replied in a sad quiet tone, "Auntie O grounded me for the next month and on top of that she took my skateboard away."

"Ya shouldn't have been skateboardin' inside," replied Rogue, as she started to put food on her plate.

As everyone was talking, a girl walked throw the wall opposite the table. She looked to be around 14. She wore a long sleeve pink shirt. It buttoned up the front and she wore it with only one button done. Under this she wore a very pale yellow tube top. Her pants are a pale blue and ended at her shins with a pink ring at the bottom. On her feet she wore brown sandals. Her name is Katherine Pryde, but every one called her Kitty.

At the same time that Kitty was phasing through the wall, there was a popping sound accompanying a small cloud of smoke and then a kid appeared in the door way. He wore a long sleeve red shirt and over this was a light tan buttoned t-shirt that he left unbuttoned. His pants were a dark greenish tan. His hair went to his shoulders and his bangs framed his face. It was a dark blue and matched his lighter blue fur very nicely. He had pointed ears and his hands only had 3 fingers. His feet were extended so that he had to walk on the balls of his feet and there were only two toes. His irises were a very pale yellow and his canine teeth were slightly extended. And to top it all off he had a tail that end in a triangle. The overall look gave him a demonic appearance. His name is Kurt.

Now normally this (Kurt's appearance out of thin air, the way he looked, and Kitty walking through walls) would freak people out, but this was normal at the Institute.

Kurt saw the food on the table and said "Mine favorite, burgers." His voice had a heavy German accent. He disappeared and reappeared in the chair next to Scott. "Let's dig in." Kurt proceeded to pile fries, a couple hot dogs and a burger on his plate.

As Kitty was sitting down next to Kurt, she saw what he was putting on his plate and couldn't help saying "Kurt, do you like totally know what that stuff does to like your arteries and stuff."

"Mnum numb, bumm ummh." Kurt replied with his mouth full of food. A few specks of food even came out.

"Like gag me with a spoon, Kurt, that is so totally gross." Kitty looked sick as she put her vegetarian burger down.

Clearing his mouth, Kurt said "I don't care. I like burgers so very much so." Then he continued to stuff his face.

"Now that everyone is present." When Charles stated this, every head turned his way. "I got a call from an old friend of mine that I haven't seen or heard from in ages. It seems that his granddaughter will be staying with us for a while."

Ororo was the one to speak first, "What's her name?"

"Gwen Tennyson. Scott, Jean, Logan. You will be accompanying me to pick her up after lunch." Charles announced.

"Where will we be picking her up, Professor?" asked Scott.

"Bellwood in Washington," answered Charles. With that said, they all finished eating and everyone went along to do what they had planned, except for Charles, Jean, Logan, and Scott. They all walked in the same direction and down a hallway.

At the end of the hallway were elevator doors. There was a touch screen next to the door in the shape of a person's right hand. Charles lifted his hand from the controls of his chair and placed it on the screen causing the doors to open. They all got on and when the doors closed, it went down.

"So Chuck, is this kid related to who I think she is," asked Logan. "If she is then our lives are going to get complicated." He thought for a minute about kids with mutant powers. "More Complicated." He corrected.

"Yes, she is. Gwen is the granddaughter of Max Tennyson." Charles answered without even looking at him.

"Great, just great. So how is the old sea dog, anyway." replied Logan.

"He is doing fine, Logan."

"Charles, you know that if she is anything like Max, then she's gonna attract trouble like a magnet."

There was silence after this and it was to much for Scott's curiosity. "It sounds like you know him, Logan."

"You could say that Slim. Max and me were involve in some secret and scary government stuff back in the day."

"So wha . . ." Jean started to say, but was interrupted by Logan.

"Don't even ask, Red. I would probably have to kill you if I told you."

There was an awkward silence after he said that. Scott and Jean simultaneous thought "He can't be serous." Before either of them could voice this the doors opened and Logan walked off.

"He wasn't serious, right?" Jean asked Charles.

He didn't answer for a couple of moments. "I have learned that there are some things you can't ask Logan." After saying this, Charles used his chair to move off the elevator.

Scott and Jean looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. They just chucked it up to another thing they will never learn about Logan. They then followed the professor down the hall.

The hall that they were in was round and had control panels about every ten feet. The place looked like a military base. They walked down a few corridors and took a couple of turns. They walked through one doorway and it lead to a large room. It was a hanger, you could tell by the huge plane in the room. It was a custom built plane based of a Lockheed SR-71. The plane was modified to carry several passenger, as well as for vertical take off and landing. They called it the Blackbird.

They boarded the Blackbird and quickly got in their seats. Logan sat at the controls on the left and Charles took the right. And off they went down the take off tunnel. The Blackbird flow out of the cliff side that was behind the mansion. The entrance to the tunnel was hidden behind a waterfall.

Thirty minutes later and they landed at Bellingham International Airport. They went to the main building to meet up with the Tennysons. They didn't have to wait very long.

"Charles, over here!" they heard yelled. Charles looked over and saw five people standing near the entrance. There were two pairs of adults and a teenage girl standing between them. Jean, Scott, Charles and Logan observed their details.

On the far right was an average looking man. He looked to be about 35. He wore a plain looking grayish blue suit. On his face were glasses and his hair was a light brown. Next to him was a woman that looked about the same age. She wore a green long sleeve shirt over a white blouse with a pair of blue pants. On the far left, was a heavy set man that looked around 60. He wore a bright red Hawaiian shirt with pink flowers. Underneath this he wore a white under shirt. His pants were a light tan. His gray hair was slicked back. His overall look gave him a happy grand-pa appearance. Standing beside him was a elderly looking lady. She looked around the same age as the man in the Hawaiian shirt. She wore a light gray cloak. It had a piece of clothe that covered her shoulders and connected in the back. There was also a hood, that was bunched up around the back of her neck. In the front of the clock was a circular piece of metal. The look she had was that of a slightly crazy grand-ma, that was a hippie in her day.

The girl standing between the adults looked to be about 16. She wore a white shirt under a red sweater with a black mini skirt. On her legs, she wore black stockings and black high heels. Her hair was light red, almost orange, and was slicked back into a long pony tail that went down to the small of her back.

Charles, Jean, Scott and Logan moved over to these people. When they stood in front of them, the man in the Hawaiian shirt reached out his hand to Charles and said "Charles, it's been so long."

"Yes it has Max." Charles replied as he shook Max's hand. They released hands and then Max proceeded to introduce his family.

"Where are my manners, this is my wife Verdona," he indicated to the woman standing next to him. Max continued "Standing over there is my son, Frank and his wife Natalie." Then he paused as Frank and Natalie said hello. "And this" Max placed his hands on the teenagers shoulders "is my granddaughter, Gwen."

"Hi." Gwen said in a quiet voice that showed her nervousness. Jean heard it and thought "Maybe hearing from a student will calm her nerves."

"Hi there Gwen, I'm Jean and that" she pointed at Scott "is Scott. We both live at the Institute. And that is Charles and Logan." Jean pointed at both of them. "They teach at the mansion."

"Do you guys have . . . special gifts too," Gwen asked. Her voice was still quiet, but it had lost the nervousness.

This was answered by Charles. "Yes, Gwen. Everyone at the Institute has special gifts. We can discuss this more in private if you want." "Don't want too many to overhear," he thought. They were in a crowded airport and he didn't want the secret of mutants to be exposed yet.

"That would be nice," Gwen replied as she thought "I would love to feel not so alone anymore. To fit in, but what if . . .No I'm not going to dwell on it. I'll hold out hope, . . but I don't want it to rule my life."

Jean and Charles had felt the emotions that Gwen was feeling. It felt like something was weighting down her heart, but she was trying to move on. Charles hadn't told anyone what happened to Gwen and her family, but Jean now knew something traumatic happened to her just not what it was. Jean wouldn't pry but she was going to make sure that Gwen knew that she would be there for her.

With the introductions over Jean, Scott, Charles, Verdona, Gwen, and her parents started to head to the Blackbird. Max and Logan stayed behind. When the others looked to see what was going, Max just waved them on and said "Go on. Logan and I have some things to discuss. It won't be too long." The others continued on and went to board the Blackbird.

Logan had been staring at Max the whole time. He had a look as if he was pissed off, but that was a look that Logan had on his face a lot of the time so it was hard to tell. Max put his left hand out for a hand shake. Logan looked at it, then grabbed Max's hand with his and gave it a good old squeeze. What he did next would have shocked anyone that knew Logan. He pulled Max into the typical one armed man hug, which Max returned. It was really quick, but still something Logan doesn't normally do.

"So, how are ya, you old sea dog? You still a plumber?" Logan asked with a smirk.

"I'm good and retired. Spending my days relaxing," Max replied.

Logan looked at his old friend and said "You retired." He paused and continued "That's so unlike you. What happened?"

"Verdona got pregnant with Frank and Carl. I didn't think that was the type of life to live with a family at home," Max replied.

"Max, what's up with the kid. She seems so . . . sad," Logan asked. "Something is up with her. I can smell it. I have to know."

Max hearing this sighed. "He's never going to let this go." Max knew Logan. The man can keep a secret. "Well, I'll tell you. But DON'T bring this up with Gwen, she will talk about it only if she feels like it." With that said they walked to a near by coffee place to sit and talk.

==============================34 Minutes Later==============================

"Where are they!," shouted Scott as he stood in the cockpit of the Blackbird. Jean and Charles were showing Gwen, Verdona, Frank and Natalie around the Blackbird. They were trying to kill time while they waited for Max and Logan. Charles had already explained about the Institute and what Gwen would be learning there. Gwen would be attending Bayville High School with the rest of the students.

Gwen had asked about the other students, but Charles said "I think it would be best if they introduced themselves when we get there." She was disappointed about that but saw the reasoning to it.

Scott was just about to go and look for Max and Logan when they walked aboard the Blackbird. Scott was going to say something to them, but when he saw the look on their faces, he thought "What happened? They look like someone died. Logan looks like he is going to rip something to shreds and Max, he looks lost in depressing thoughts." So he decided to say nothing and to definitely stay out of Logan's way for a while.

When Max saw Scott, his look changed to a happier one. You wouldn't have been able to tell he looked sad a moment ago. Logan didn't try to hide his mood, he just took a seat in the back of the cockpit with his hands clenched tightly.

"So where's ..." Max didn't finish his sentence because a pair of feminine arms wrapped around his back. He turned around and saw that it was Verdona. She had sensed Max's emotional pain and went to comfort him. Looking into his eyes, she felt the pain behind that smile.

"I know why you are sad and I'm here sweet man." Verdona said to Max telepathy.

"I know doll," Max replied as he returned the hug.

To anyone looking on, it just looked like an elderly couple hugging each other. Jean even thought "I hope to find someone and still be deeply in love at that age."

Verdona heard that and smiled. "You don't have to look far. I felt the mana connection between you and Scotty boy. It's only a matter of time." She slowly released Max and looked around. She saw that the others had followed her from the back into the cockpit and said "Now that everyone's here, Gwen can say her farewells."

Gwen turned to her parents and said "Bye mom, bye dad. I'll miss you." She had walked over to hug them. Natalie and Frank got teary eyed and fully returned the hug. Natalie was to choked up to speak. It may be only for a while, but her baby bird was leaving the nest. Frank took what strength he had and replied "We'll miss you too Gwenny." They disengaged the hug and Gwen walk over to her grandparents.

Gwen looked at Max. "Grandpa. I'm . . going to . .miss you," she said with tears in the corners of her eyes. Her voice was stressed from trying to hold in the tears. It was strange, but Gwen felt closer to her Grandparents then her parents. She also spent more time with them.

"I'll miss you too, pumpkin." Max had tears streaming down his face. His only granddaughter was going away and he wouldn't see her as often now. This plus the painful memories brought up by talking with Logan had pushed him to his limit. The only reason that he wasn't sobbing was because Verdona was physically supporting him. Max gave Gwen a bear hug and she returned it with equal force. They let go of each other and Gwen turned to the last person to say good bye to.

Gwen couldn't lift her face to look at her grandma. Tears were dripping off her face to the floor. She was especially close to Verdona, the woman who taught her to use her powers. This was because their powers were the same.

Before she could say anything, Verdona spoke to her telepathically."Gwen." The girl felt Verdona's hands cup her cheeks and lift her chin, so that they could look into each others eyes. Verdona felt her heart break at the sadness that radiated from her grand-baby. She leaned her forehead forward so that it rested on Gwen's. "Kiddo, this isn't goodbye forever, just for now. So don't be sad. All you have to do is think it strongly enough and I will hear it. And if you work at your teleportation spell, you will be able to visit anytime you want." After Verdona said this, she lowered her hands and raised her head. She was about to take a step back when Gwen throw her arms around Verdona's neck. Verdona responded by wrapping her arms around Gwen's back. They broke apart and Gwen went to stand next to Charles, Scott, and Jean. The other Tennysons started to leave the Blackbird. As Verdona left the plane, she turned around and looked back at Gwen and the others. "Gwen, show them what a Tennyson can do," Verdona shouted. With that said, the Tennyson family left completely, leaving the teen in Charles' hands.

Charles, Gwen, Scott, and Jean took their seats and readied to leave. Scott piloted this time with Charles in the copilot seat. Jean sat across from Gwen and Logan still sat in the back, looking like he was going to rip something to shreds.

It took them thirty minutes to return to the Institute. When the plane was fully stopped and in place, Logan was the first one off with a mumble of something that sounded like "Going to the Danger Room." Gwen wanted to ask about that, but thought better of it. "That guy is pissed off."

Jean, Scott, Charles, and Gwen exited the Blackbird more calmly. Gwen was surprised by the look of the place. "Looks like a military base. Crap, I hope I didn't just get kidnapped to become a weapon. . .or to be . .. experimented on."

Charles heard this and was quick to reassure her. "Gwen, this is a place of learning control. Sometimes people's powers are destructive and need a private place to use them."

"Well, that's good to know," replied Gwen.

From there on they walked with a comfortable silence. They made their way up to the main part of the mansion. Charles decided to use his telepathy to call all the other students to his office. "Attention everyone, our new student has arrived. I would like it if everyone could come to my office to meet her." His office would be big enough for everyone and it had a comfortable feeling. It had a large fireplace with two coaches in front of it. They faced each other with a coffee table between them.

By the time Jean, Scott, Charles and Gwen made it to the professor's office, everyone had already showed up. They were excited to meet the new student. When Gwen's group entered, Jean and Scott went and stood by the fireplace.

Rogue sat in the middle of the couch on the left. Kitty sat on her right and Kurt sat on Rogue's left. Kurt didn't look like a blue elf because he was wearing an image inducer that disguised him as a normal human. "I don't vant to freak her out," he thought. On the other couch sat Evan and Ororo.

"Everyone, this is Gwen Tennyson. She has just joined the Institute. Please make her feel at home," Charles said.

Gwen looked at everyone present and quietly said "Hello."

Evan was the first to reply to her, "Hey, I'm Evan. But everyone calls me Spyke."

"Why do they call you Spyke? Is it because of your powers?" asked Gwen. Everyone present was surprised by this. It seemed that Gwen was on top of her game.

Evan didn't say anything at first. He stood up and gained a look of concentration on his face. His legs were spread apart with his elbows to his side. His palms were facing up with his hands clenched into fists. His stance scream, powering up. Then out of nowhere spikes protruded out of his skin. His back was now covered in huge brown boney spikes. These spikes were also on his forearms.

At seeing this, Gwen thought "Those look razor sharp." This was her only reaction to what happened, which was noticed by everyone. They thought that she would be more surprised by what happened.

"Nice, isn't it." said Spyke.

"Looks useful in a fight," replied Gwen. This seemed to get the ball rolling on the introductions. Next to introduce themselves was Ororo.

"I'm Ororo and I'm a teacher here," she said. Then she raised her hand and her eyes glowed white. Out of nowhere there was a loud boom of thunder, a strike of lightning and it started to rain outside. "My ability is to manipulate the forces of nature." And just as quickly as it started, the storm outside ended.

"That's amazing," said Gwen in awe.

Next to introduce themselves was Kitty. She stood up and walked towards the coffee table saying "Hi, I'm like Kitty. And this," just as she was about to walk into the coffee table, she instead went through it, "is so my power." After saying this she went back to her seat.

Rogue had been watching the show and tell, thinking "This is aggervatin. Yall thank ya powers are so great . . . and they are. At least they can touche people."

Gwen looked at Rogue. She was next in line to introduce themselves. Rogue had been so lost in thoughts that she didn't realize Gwen was looking at her expectantly. When she did realize, she said "Ma name's Rogue and I can absorb the powers, abilities, and memories of anyone I touch with ma skin." Her tone had a slight hint of defeat and resignation.

"You have no control over it, do you?" Gwen asked.

"How'd ya know?" replied/asked Rogue.

"I didn't until you just told me," said Gwen.

Rogue sighed, crossed her arms and sat further back into the couch. "That was stupid," Rogue thought.

Gwen continued "And the fact that all of your skin is covered. It kind of makes it obvious."

"She's smart and pretty," thought Kurt as he stood up. He wasn't going to take his holo-inducer off, he wasn't ready to be unnormal again. "I'll tell her after she gets to know me." He was going to try to impress Gwen by teleport next to her, but before he could even start, Gwen stopped him.

"Before you start, I want to meet the REAL you," Gwen said.

"Vhat do you mean? This is the real me." Kurt said as he pointed to himself with his hands. He wasn't very convincing. The tone of his voice and his body language said he was lying. Kurt knew that he was going to have to show her, just one look at Charles said that. "And it is the right thing," he thought.

Before anyone could say anything, Gwen continued speaking. "Don't worry, I won't judge you." She bent down and went through her bags. It took her a bit to find what she was looking for. When she did, a small look of triumph could be seen on her face. The item she pulled out of her bag was a photograph album. She took it and walked over to Kurt.

Gwen opened the album and pointed at a picture."This is my grandma," she handed it to Kurt, "in her true form."

Kurt looked at it and was surprised. The picture was of a purple skinned person. They wore no clothes. The only indication that it was female were her breasts and she had the right curves. It wasn't indecent because she had no intimate features. It looked like she was wearing a skin tight body suit. She had no nose. Her hair wasn't actual hair, but pink glowing energy. Her eyes glowed the same color. The picture was of her looking down from the sky and waving at the camera.

"She told me if I ran into a student that looked unusual, I was to show them her picture," Gwen said to Kurt. "She said that it doesn't matter what is on the outside, but the inside. So what do you say?" She smiled at Kurt. When he saw it, he know that Gwen wouldn't judge him and it encouraged him to show her his true form. He touched the image inducer on his left wrist and he went from normal looking to blue elf/demon looking. He waited with eyes closed for the shock, even though she said she wouldn't, everyone else felt at first.

Kurt waited for what seemed forever, but was only a few moments. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Gwen was standing there smiling like nothing was the matter. She didn't even flinch at seeing him.

"So this is what you were worried about?" Gwen said. "It's not that bad." Then she had to suppress a chuckle. "At least your hair doesn't glow in the dark." She then burst out laughing, when this happen Kurt thought she was making fun of him. He quickly got a small look of defeat on his face. Gwen saw it and quickly stopped laughing and said, "Sorry, I'm not laughing at you. I was just remembering when I was little. When I first saw my grandma's glowing hair, the first thing I said was "I want glowing hair too." My grandma cracked up and told me that with enough practice and time, I would."

At hearing this, Kurt's spirits were raised. He teleported over to Gwen's bags, grabbed them and teleported back over to her side. Kurt handed the bags to Gwen, who put them next to her on the floor, and said "My names Kurt and I yust have two questions. First, how did you know about" Kurt gestured to his body "and vhat are your powers?"

Gwen looked at Kurt and said "The answers to those are one and the same." Her eyes glowed pink. "I can manipulate and control mana, the supernatural life energy in all living beings." She proceeded to use her powers.

She looked at the coffee table. Kurt had left her photo album on it. She raised her hand with the palm facing the table. Her hand was then surrounded in a sphere of transparent pink energy. A beam of the pink energy shot out and hit the album. Just as the beam hit it, she closed her hand and the energy wrapped the album in another sphere. Then the energy started to bring the album towards her, until it was in her hand. Her bags all of a sudden were surrounded in pink energy and started to float in the air. They slowly spun around her a couple of times, until they stopped and just floated there, next to her. One of them opened themselves and she put the album back inside and it closed itself. Her eyes glowed (the same color as the energy) the whole time she did this. Everyone was surprised by her powers. It was like she had telekinesis, but with pink energy involved.

Gwen turned to the Professor and said "If everyone doesn't mind, I would like to go to my room and unpack my things, it's been a long day for me."

"That's fine Gwen," said Charles. He lead her out of his office and down the hallway. Gwen followed a few feet behind him and her bags were floating behind her. It wasn't long until they reached what would be her room. It was a really nice room too. The room was about 30 feet by 26 feet. There was a full sized bed, it's headboard rested against the middle of the wall to the left of the doorway. On the left side of the bed was a dresser with a mirror and on the right was an empty bookcase. To the right of the door was a cabinet closet. Next to that was a desk and chair.

The room was more then Gwen expected. She turned to Charles and said "Professor Xavier, this is too. . .", but was interrupted by Charles.

"It is fine Gwen. All the students get their own room while we have the space." He turned to Gwen fully. "When we get more students, you might get a roommate, but until then it's all yours."

"Thank you, Professor," Gwen said. "I'm going to unpack and then rest for a bit."

"Then I will leave you to it. I will sent someone up to get you for supper," Charles said as he turned to leave.

After the Professor left, Gwen started unpacking her bags. The energy that was holding up the bags dissipated, leaving them on the floor next to the bed. The first bag had all her clothes. She put them away first and then started on the second bag. It was the one that had the photo album. From this one, she pulled a small tan purse type bag with a brown strap. Gwen put it in her hands and looked at it. The bag had a face on the side of it. The right eye was a pink button and the left was a brown "X". The mouth was a zipper with brown lips. She unzipped the mouth and it was shown that the teeth of the zipper weren't normal, they were triangular in shape and look razor sharp.

Out of the mouth she started pulling out items. First came out a crystal ball and stand. This flew out of her hands and over to the empty bookcase, placing itself on the top shelf. Then, books flew out and went to the bookshelf until it was full. A laptop came out and settled down on the desk. She put her hand inside the bag and pulled out a framed picture. She looked over the picture. It was of her mom, a six year old Gwen and a pregnant woman. She looked like she could pop at anytime. The expectant mother was Sandra Tennyson, Gwen's aunt. She was wearing a red long sleeve shirt with dark brown pants. Her hair was a bright blonde. Her face had a hard look to it, yet soft as she looked down at a young Gwen. In the picture Gwen stood in between the two women, her mom on her left and Sandra on her right. Sandra's left hand was on top of Gwen's head and the other was holding her pregnant stomach. Natalie (Gwen's mom) stood slightly behind her daughter with her her right arm draped over Gwen's shoulders. Her left hand was waving at the camera.

As Gwen remembered that day, she couldn't help the tear that dropped down onto the picture. She gave a sigh as she silently whispered "Ben."

Gwen took the picture and put it on the dresser. She looked into the mirror. "I have to get over this." She wiped her eyes and went to sit on the bed. Originally she was going to take a nap, but not now. She always had nightmares after thinking about Ben. "I wonder what time it is?". Looking around, she realize that there weren't any clocks in the room and sighed. "I'm going to have to get an alarm clock."

Gwen looked at the bookcase. One of the books glowed pink and then flew over to her. It was a book about chi, the life-force in Chinese culture. Most of her books were along these lines. She decided to read until someone came and got her for dinner.