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Deep in the woods

Hi, I'm Marie D'Ancato, I am new to Xavier's School for the Gifted, and by "gifted", I mean that I am a mutant. My mutation is deadly. I have dangerous skin; I'm unable to come into contact with anyone skin-to-skin for fear that their life-energy drains out of them; potentially killing them. My parents rejected me and kicked me out when they learned about my deadly mutation. It was the worst feeling in my life to be rejected by the ones who are suppose to protect me and love me the most.

I took to the road for a couple weeks, living the best I could off the bare minimum I could afford. Scott and Jean, two of a team called the X-men, found me. They were sent by a Professor Xavier, creator and father-figure of the X-Men team. He had used Cerebro, a telepathy-enhancing machine, to find me. They found me in some crummy old motel, offered me a better home and a place to finish my high school education, since I am only sixteen.

I have been at Xavier's for a week, and I am not sure what to think yet.

Jean, a red-haired telekinetic telepath, has been helpful and very welcoming. Scott, her boyfriend/fiancé who needs to wear ruby-lensed glasses to fend off the beams that shoot out of his eyes, and X-Men team leader, is protective of me. He has been trying to reach out to me like an older brother, but he's scared.

They're all scared; I can feel it. The students and teachers, no one will come too close and I also keep my distance from them. I mean, who would want to come in contact with skin that has the potential to kill them? Everyone is careful around me and sometimes I can hear things being said about my skin.

Right now, though, I am just happy I have a place to stay. I keep to myself, mostly staying in my room and only coming out when necessary. I am becoming a little restless and staying up here all the time, alone, is getting boring.

It's dinner time, one of the few times I do find myself amongst the other habitants/students here. Once I've gotten my food, I take up my usual spot by the window. Each night I have sat here and stared out; longing to go outside and explore. Tonight the longing has turned into a need since I have been cooped up all week. Just as I've drifted into thoughts of going outside, I am startled by a very loud and high-pitched voice.

"Hey, Chica, name's Jubilee, but you can call be Jubes. What's yours?

It seems my time of solitary avoidance of the teenage crowd has drawn to an end.

"Rogue." I answer simply.

"Well, I've watched you sittin' here all by yourself all week. Why don't you come sit with the gang and I?"

Thinking to myself that she couldn't be any more bubbly or talk any louder, her behavior grew more obnoxious. She is smacking her gum without a care in the world, wearing a ridiculously bright yellow jacket.

"Um, I am not sure that's a good idea." I take a look over at the table she is offering and everyone is staring at me. Well now, that's just great.

"Rogue, you will be fine. Let me introduce you to some new people so you can make some awesome new friends."

"Alright." I respond. It couldn't be that bad, could it?

I pick up my tray and make my way over to the open seat between Jubilee and a boy that I've seen in a couple of my classes. He has beautiful crystal blue eyes that just glow. He simply smiles at me and nods, looks as though he is about to say something, but a loud and obnoxious voice speaks first.

"Hey everyone. This here is Rogue." Jubilee announces to the table.

"Rogue, this is the gang." She takes a turn at pointing to everyone as she introduces them to me. "Bobby, he controls ice. Kitty, she can walk through walls. John, he controls fire. Kurt can teleport anywhere he's ever been before. Pietr is a giant Russian that can generate an exoskeleton of metal that acts as a body armor of sorts. Which leaves me. I can shoot out explosive charges, sort of like fireworks, but with a bit more punch.

Bobby speaks up, "What's your mutation, Rogue?"

"Oh yea um, my skin is deadly. You can't touch me and I can't touch anyone else, or they might die." I look down and hope they haven't all decided to reject me.

"Oh, Okay." Bobby responds. At the very least it's better than how my parents reacted.

Everyone nods and they seem okay. They haven't ran away sacred and haven't rejected me, like my family has. I don't trust easily, though so I keep my guard up, just in case.

"So," Jubilee announces. "the girls and I are going shopping in a bit. Want to come with us, Chica?"

"Oh, I'd rather not. It wouldn't be safe for me to go out."

"What are you talking about? It will be fun."

"Sorry. I think I'll just go out for a walk in the woods. I still haven't seen the rest of the grounds."

It seems as if that statement struck a nerve because everyone is deadly silent and they just stare at me as if I said something wrong.

"Chica, you do not want to go out in the woods."

"Yeah." Bobby responds looking a little scared, "I can't believe they didn't tell you, no one goes into the woods around here, it's dangerous."

"Dangerous how?" How could going out to the woods be dangerous?

"Because something is out there that's not very nice." Kitty, the soft spoken phaser says.

"What are you people talking about?" They all seem to be talking crazy.

"Za Wolverine." Kurt responds in is thick German accent.

"What? Who or what is that?" Now I am curious as to why everyone seems so scared of this Wolverine.

"He's dangerous" Kitty says in a soft voice

"Dude, they brought him back about six months ago after the x-men raided a lab. He went crazy. He pretty much tries to kill everyone he sees."

Kitty speaks up. "They keep him locked in a cabin the professor had it built because he said it was too dangerous to keep him inside the mansion. He didn't want to risk anyone getting hurt."

"What? I don't believe you. How do you know all this?"

I start to think Jubilee is trying to prank me, some newbie initiation. This wasn't believable.

"We're junior X-Men, Chica. We get to go on most of the missions. That mission was unlike any other. I have never been more scared. As soon as we got him out of his cell, the guy went berserk and started killing everyone and everything. He was unstoppable."

"He's scary." Bobby says.

"Scott had to unload the whole tranquilizer gun and Jean had to subdue him mentally before he went down." says Jubilee.

"Usually, the Professor warns everyone not to go into the woods alone and to be careful. I guess he forgot to tell you." says Kitty.

"Za Wolverine is nothing to mess around with" The blue devil looking mutant states.

The Professor probably figured that if he told me that he had someone locked in a cabin on the grounds that could potentially kill everyone that I wouldn't want to stay. And he would have been right. This did not seem safe.

"So, you're saying that they just keep him out there in a cabin? What about food and water?"

They all seem pretty serious about this, maybe it's true. No one seems to be trying to hide a smile and they seem legitimately scared.

"Oh, don't worry, Chica. One of the teachers brings him food three times a day and something to drink."

"I have heard the teachers talk about him." Kitty says. "They say that the guy doesn't even talk. All he does it growl. Ms. Grey says that the last time she and Scott went in he was trying to kill Scott the whole time and kept lashing out and pulling on the chains."

"Well has anyone tried to talk to him?"

Now I am getting mad. How can these people just chain someone up outside like an animal? They talk about tolerance and safety for people like us. This didn't seem like either.

"No one goes out there, Rogue, everyone is too scared." Bobby says.

"I think I am going to go back to my room now. Thanks for being so nice and welcoming." I just want to get out of here and into the safety of my room to think. I rush out as fast as possible climbing the stairs two at a time.

I run up to my room shut the door and lock myself in, just me and my thoughts. I think of what Jubilee and the others had just told me. It couldn't be true, could it. A wild crazed man being held out in the woods. That just doesn't make sense, it seems so cruel and Professor Xavier seems genuine about wanting to help mutants in need. He doesn't seem the type to take prisoners. I lay in my bed milling in my thoughts until I slowly drift asleep knowing that soon this curiosity is going to get the better of me.