"Jean!" Looking over seeing my boyfriend, Scott, his hand beginning to turn to dust before the rest of him. I bring the Phoenix Force back towards me it it's too late, Scott is gone. I see my friends who I consider family pulling away but warily looking at me worried.

"You can't control it" Vuk struggles to speak as the power in holding, she is struggling to absorb since it'll destroy her "if you kill me, you'll kill them all" looking around at all the people I love, I know what I have to do "your emotions make you weak"

"Jean" Professor Xavier cries looking at me, begging me to let go to survive.

"No" unlike her, I am not struggling to control this power. Instead I grab her and bring us up into space along with this power. Once we are in space, I tell her "your wrong, my emotions make me strong" she turns into dust while I give into my emotions. Instead of hiding or turning away I allow the power in and everything turns black. I feel at peace.

That is until the wind brushed past me and I open my eyes, I see the clear blue sky. I also hear voices before hitting something hard hearing a snap! Then a splash, my front is in the water.

Coughing as I get up, shaking my head pushing my hair back it takes a moment to get a grip on my surroundings "Sansa!" I hear someone exclaim

Looking down I'm in a stream naked, guess the fire burned my clothes. Wouldn't be surprised. Looking around my eyes lock on a bunch of men, a few around my age and a boy. All in medieval clothing.

"Sansa!" The man in his late thirties came over to wrap this fur cloak around my shoulders.

I look into his mind and Sansa is his daughter "I'm not your daughter" pulling away getting out of the stream to walk away soaking wet and naked.

"Sansa" some man with dark red hair, blue eyes and sharp features with warm ivory skin stops me "how did you get out here? Why are you naked?"

"My name isn't Sansa" shoving past him for another man to stop me, so I do what any sane person does. I punch the man hard enough that he falls on his back unconscious.

"Since when does Sansa know how to punch someone?" A little boy asks

Looking behind me to the little boy, I freak him out by mentally saying I am not Sansa

He points his finger at me "I heard her! In my head!" Turning around, I shove past people and head one way.

"Sansa!" Someone calls but I don't stop, instead a hand grabs my shoulder and I turn around ducking under the person to flip them onto their back. The man with black curly hair, facial hair, grey eyes and pale skin looks at me shocked as my foot is at his throat.

Looking at the others who are staring at us "I will say this one last time, I am not this Sansa"

"Then how do you have her face?" That Robb demands

"It's obvious we are doppelgängers" they are confused "to put it in simple terms this Sansa is my twin"

"Horse shit!" One of the men, a bulky man with white hair and a Scottish accent exclaims "the Lord and Lady Stark have no twins. Your a witch!" Swords are pulled and facing me.

Groaning as I pull my foot away from this Job "Great, I'm in the time of idiots" using my powers the swords lift up and are thrown into a tree embedding themselves deep that it'll be hard to pull them out.

"Witch!" Someone yells, when the person runs at me I lift my hand and like before unleash the Phoenix Force to have the man turn to ash.

The men's eyes widen "I will not say this again so listen carefully—I am not this Sansa and I don't give a fuck about any of you, don't try to interfere with my plans" which is simple, getting back home to New York.

Hearing barking, I look down to see a small red coated fur wolf pup with white tones in the underbelly and black near the back towards her tail with blue eyes.

The wolf looks up at me, it wants me. That much is clear. It won't let me go so I kneel down picking the small wolf up "Hello" stroking her fur "who are you?" The little pup snuggles herself up against me closing her eyes "What Lord Stark?" 

"How" he asks "did you know I was going to say something?"

Raising my eyebrow one of the men warns "Don't trust the witch my lord"

"First off I'm not a witch" looking at them "I'm a mutant"

"Witch!" Someone points

Rolling my eyes scoffing "And your all idiots who don't know the first thing about anything if it bit you in the ass"

"Oh really?" The guy I punched dares "then tell us"

"If I did you'd call me a witch simply because I'm smarter than all of you, all of you are the same where you don't think a woman should know anything but know how to birth babies, please a man and run a house. The fact that your coming across a woman who can actually think for herself makes her a witch" looking at all of them disgusted "leave me alone" waving my hand the men fly back.

"What's your name?!" The little boy—that was being held back against the man who I flipped over—calls out.

"Jean" I tell him "Jean Grey"