(Meanwhile somewhere else)

Magneto woke up from the sleep-like state Mastermind had put him in with a satisfied groan.

"Thank you, Mastermind. You'll only be needed for one more session, and then I'll grant you your freedom," he said. Magneto knew he had her in his grasp, it was only a matter of time and the last session before she cracked. He knew people like her. Hell at one point he was her. Abused, broken and feeling like they had no place to go. She was battered and bruised, and that's what made her strong. Magneto believed deep down that his actions weren't just self-motivated. He felt like he actually cared what happened to this girl. As long as she was on his side.

"So what did you find out about her this time?" Magneto heard a voice behind him. He turned around and saw Avalanche there with his arms crossed. 

"Wow, so that's her? You should keep her picture up all the time, I could get used to looking at her," Lance added, making Magneto internally roll his eyes at his immaturity.

He ignored the last comment. "I don't know. Mastermind, what did you find out?" He turned to look at the tired telepath. He wasn't in the mood to answer his irritating minion's questions, but he knew he had to, to get him to stop breathing down his neck.

He rubbed his eyes and said, "I know that she has the potential to be a telepath, along with others, but when Xavier suppressed her powers all those years ago, he suppressed that ability as well. The only way to see if she can unlock it, is to open the doors in her mind that Xavier created and let her powers manifest."

"But," he continued, "I have to tell you it won't be easy. Something has to trigger the need for her powers to be there-- something so traumatic, but authentic, so she thinks that the traumatic event happened in real time." Mastermind rubbed his eyes as he finished trying to explain the complicated workings of the mind.

 "What's the big deal with this chick anyway?" He uncrossed his arms and crossed him again, but this time he added an eye roll to go along with it.

"You know, Lance, it's no wonder that you've never had a girlfriend." Magneto said getting irritated.

"I told you to call me Avalanche, Magneto," he said matching his irritating tone.

"I'll call you what you want, when you start acting mature," Magneto said sharply, telling him that this conversation was over.

"So," he turned his attention back to Mastermind, "would you say, possibly, a traumatic nightmare, could activate her mutant gene and open the floodgates in her mind?" He asked with a sick smirk on his face.

Mastermind sighed, his tired demeanor spreading from his face, slumping down to his whole body. "Yes, but it would have to be involved with her mental state of mind. A deep-rooted fear that has been built up over time, possibly her whole life, would probably be the best way to go."

Magneto was getting more irritated by the minute.

"And? Did you find one?" He ask, agitation laced into his voice.

Mastermind gave them a grimace, "Yes, but it's very risky. Her fear is so deep-rooted that if it did unlock her powers, the outcome would be disastrous, considering."

"Considering? Considering, what? What aren't you telling us?" Avalanche's annoying voice itched his ear.

Magneto turned around to look at the teenage boy. "You'll see. Her lineage is quite impressive... one can say almost impossible."

Lance just gave him a confused look because he didn't know what he was talking about. But then again, he never knew what he was talking about anymore. Being so secretive, and sneaky, not telling them things.

But if the Big-Mag wasn't going to tell him, he was just going to have to find out himself.

(Skye's POV)

Waking up from that dream was definitely psyching me out for the whole day.

Anytime I heard the name Magneto, I flipped out and turned into a lunatic.

I feel like the whole world was talking about my secret behind my back.

"What the hell did he mean by 'powers'?? I don't have any powers, I sure as hell would've known if I did, right??" I kept talking to myself by my locker.

I shook my head a let an exhausted and exasperated breath, "You're just talking to yourself and acting like a mad woman." I looked in the mirror in my locker and tried to give myself a reassuring smile.

It didn't work.

I closed my locker and let out another breath. It was something I seemed to be doing a lot lately.

"Hey Skye," A voice makes me jump.

"Jesus Christ!!!" I say as I turn around, only to see my friend Bobby standing there with a smug grin on his face.

No sleep + paranoia + creepy dreams = Postal Skye.

He holds up his hands in surrender.

"What?! Geez? I just said "hey"", he said while shaking his head. He leaned forward and looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you okay?" He was getting closer to my face and I felt the skin on my face go up a couple degrees.

"I-I-I'm fine," I stuttered while I was literally pressed against the lockers.

Anything to stay as far away as possible from the extremely curious boy next to me. He put his arm over my head and leaned in some more.

I felt like my face was on fire.

"Are you sure??" He asked narrowing his eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure," I said while looking into his icy-blue eyes.

He leaned in a little bit more with a smirk on his face, and my face contorted together as I realized what he was trying to do.

"God damn it, Bobby! Stop teasing me!" I yelled and pushed him away. He chuckled and I saw he was crying cause he thought that it was so funny.

Boy did he know how much I really wanted to give him something to cry about.

"Ah, I kill me sometimes," he said holding his stomach.

"Pftt, if only," I muttered quietly to myself.

"Ha-ha, so funny," he said with mocked hilarity.

I closed my eyes and shook my head with a smile crawling onto my face.

"Anyway, let's walk together."

"Why?" I asked suspiciously. I didn't want to walk into a prank like a bumbling idiot like the last time.

Let's just say, I didn't eat ice cream for a while.

"Don't want to be losing sleep over Magneto," he said.

"What!?" I asked and ran up to him. I tugged on his shoulder to turn him around.

"What did you say about Magneto???" I asked him. I knew I probably looked crazy, but right then I didn't really care.

"Jesus, what is up with you today???"

I just gave him a look to explain what he was talking about.

"We have to go to the gym because there is an assembly that's about to start. It's like a briefing on mutants. If you want to go into specifics, Magneto."

"What?" I asked.

"Yeah... you didn't hear the announcement? They said a little bit ago."

"Really?" I asked, looking at him.

"Yeah, literally 2 minutes ago." He said giving me the 'are-you-stupid-look'.

Which I did not appreciate.

"That's weird. I didn't hear an announcement." I replied back thinking about what I was doing two minutes ago.

"Probably because you were talking to yourself," Bobby said with a crooked grin.

I almost gave myself whiplash snapping my head in his direction. I walked over to him until I had him pinned against the lockers.

"What!? You heard that?? What did you hear?" I kept getting closer to him with every question with my finger pressed into his chest.

"Lexi, are you sure you're okay?" Bobby asked with a concern look on face. He looked down at how close we were and the people staring at throughout the hall.

My eyes widened and I backed away quickly, realizing that people were staring at us. Sleep deprivation did not look good on me.

I closed my eyes and ran a hand through my hair.

"I'm sorry... I just- I just haven't been sleeping very well." Sort of answering his question.

Bobby's eyes squinted and his head tilted in, "Lexi, is it your foster parents again?" He asked with a worried emotion swimming in his eyes.

I shook my head and looked down at my feet, his comment bringing bad memories to the surface.

"N-N-No, it's not that," I said pushing the thought away, "It's something else."

He nodded. "Okay then, what is it?"

"You're gonna think I'm crazy," I started and let a breath out, "and please don't say anything until I finish."

Bobby nodded and waited for me to started with a bated breath.

"I think... I think..." I kept stopping feeling like I couldn't get the words out.

It's now or never, Lexi.

"I think that Magneto is trying to communicate with me through my dreams." I blurted out, and my eyes searching his face for an expression.

He blinked his eyes a couple of times and asked, "Are you sure?"

Not quite the reaction I was expecting... not that I'm complaining.

"Yeah I'm pretty sure," I said with an exasperated tone.

"Okay, but how do you know for sure? It could just be a random nightmare. I have nightmares about Barney chasing me sometimes, and that doesn't mean that he's trying to communicate with me," He tried to reason.

I gave him a look.

"Bobby, I know it's sounds crazy, but I've had this same... nightmare for the past two weeks. You know I can control and manipulate whatever I want happen in my dreamscape. And no matter how hard that I have tried to change it, it just won't. It's scaring me."

I felt like those icy-blue orbs were scouring through my soul.

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay."

"Bobby, just lis-," I stopped, "Wait... what??"

"I believe you," he said blankly.

"Wow, okay," I said feeling slightly better.

We started walking towards the gym for the last minute assembly. Thoughts swimming in my head, consuming me.

"Although," Bobby said snapping back to the real world, "last time I checked Magneto doesn't have said powers."

"Huh?" I asked giving him a weird look.

"Telepathy?" He said waiting for me to catch on.

"Okay... Bobby, I don't really pay attention to the technical terms or titles for mutant abilities, so you're gonna have to elaborate."

He sighed. "Telepathy is where a mutant, can talk, manipulate and find other people through their minds." He explained.

"Got it," I said.

The repulsive smell of sweaty jockstraps slapped me in face, telling me that we had reached the gym.

Bobby and I walked up the bleachers and found open spots in the third row.

"God, they need to open a window, air fresheners, fumigate!! Anything!" I cried throwing my hands up.

Bobby rolled his eyes at my plea, like he didn't smell it. Even though it was partly his fault, as a school jock, that this place smells like a diabetic foot was left out in the sun.

The whole student body was chattering amongst themselves waiting for the assembly to start. I looked over to the school officials who seemed to be arguing about something.

"Okay so if he doesn't have Telepathy, then how is he talking to me?" I questioned bringing the topic back up for discussion.

"Magneto has accomplices. I bet one of them has that gift." He said nonchalantly. He turned his attention back to the front.

"Is that really what you think? That it's a gift?" I was genuinely curious.

I didn't tell him what happened in the nightmares because I didn't know what he would think about me. Even though he said that he believed me, he still probably thought that I was a complete head case. If I actually had mutant abilities would he still think the same of me? Or would he shy away from me, afraid of the disasters I could create?

I was looking at him curiously waiting for a response.

He turned his attention back to me, gave a breath-taking smile and said, "Of course I do. They have special abilities that people can usually only dream about."

"Yeah, but most of the world doesn't see them that way. They get to be special in a very unique way, and they have really cool abilities, but they're shunned and some of them are hunted." I said putting my thoughts out in the open.

"Yeah, that's true. But, not all are like that," he paused, "what do you think, Skye?"

I waited for a moment thinking carefully about my answer.

I looked up towards the ceiling, "Sure, their powers are cool, but in a way, they're also pretty scary. Things can be damaged with abilities like that. Friendships, families... homes. The list goes on. But, when I think about, they're really strong to deal with all the criticism and abuse they go through on a daily basis. I look up to them for that... being strong that is," I pause and let out a breath, "but in a way... I also kinda envy them for it. Sometimes I feel like if I was that strong, things would be so much easier." I tilted my head as I said this, but snapped out of my philosophical comment when I realized I was getting off track.

I looked back at Bobby to see him looking at me with a sparkle in his eyes and a crooked smile on his lips.

I narrowed my eyes a little bit, "What?" I asked and laughed a little bit.

"If you only knew, Skye," he said softly.

I shook my head, "What're you-"

I suddenly cut off by the assistant principle tapping on the mic and started a useless speech that I had completely zoned out of for the rest of the assembly.

What had he meant?

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Phew! Glad I finally got all those thoughts down! Hope you guys enjoy this chapter and please let me know about any mistakes I made.

Oh and by the way, if any of you were wondering, controlling dreams is actually a thing. It's called lucid dreaming!! It's where the person asleep is aware that they are dreaming and can then change it to whatever they want!!

Pretty cool, huh?

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