Slowly the black car drove up the drive toward the mansion. Arisa felt her heart pound as the car pulled closer and closer. Why do I need to be here, I was getting a handle on my powers just fine…kind of. Arisa thought as she remembered how insistent her grandmother had been on seeking out help in controlling her powers. She sighed heavily and pulled out the picture of her mother and father she kept with her. “I’m going to get a handle on this thing, I promise. I wont let anyone else be hurt because of me.” a tear trickled down her cheek as she gazed at the photo. She had been so deep in thought that she hadn’t noticed the car had come to a stop. She was startled when her door opened and the driver bent down and smiled at her, “Miss. Deveaux, we’ve arrived. I’ll get your luggage.” The kind man helped her out of the car the moved around to the trunk. Arisa stared in awe at the massive building looming before her. She had seen some pretty impressive places when out with her grandmother but this place was like something out of a story book. The driver brought Arisa her bags and smiled, “shall I carry these in for you miss?” Arisa smiled back and nodded then watched as he entered the main doors. She felt as though she couldn’t move, all she could do was stare at the monstrous building.

Garrett had taken the bus home from the shop. It was still odd to him seeing Sam there with Lee. He had thought on it as the bus eased towards the last stop. Ghost had brought him to reality as far as using the bus. It was much more economical. As he began walking up the road to the gates, a black car drove past. A nice one. Visitors. Might turn out interesting., he thought to himself.

As he got closer to the gates, a man stepped out and let a young woman out of the car. She was beautiful, he could tell from here. But that was no mystery. He had still not run into an ugly or even average girl at the Mansion. Besides, Maya had been the only girl on his mind lately.

Dressed in khaki shorts and a black shirt sporting Christopher Walken and the words ' I got a fevah' beneath, he strolled up beside the car. The girl seemed to be staring at the Mansion. It was certainly something to behold. He made sure to stay far enough from the car so Jeeves or whoever he was didn't scoff at him when he came out.

He was maybe a few yards away when he decided to break the silence. "[yellow]Impressive, isn't it?[/yellow]"

Arisa nearly jumped out of her skin and when she heard the sudden voice. She turned and looked at the young man staring at her and realized how silly she must look. “Yeah” she said softly her voice edged with the smallest hint of saddness.“It really is something…”she shook her head and smiled, “I’m so sorry, I’m being rude. I’m Arisa Deveaux, I hope to be staying here for a while. I assume you’re a student here?” She really was quite striking, standing almost 5”11 in her black designer boots. Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders in raven waves that seemed to blend into the black of her dress. She smiled and absently toyed with the black lace chocker around her neck.

He had given her a fright. It certainly hadn't kept her from becoming coy. She must have been well aware of her appearance. She took a stance that must have made the guys go gaga. "[yellow]Garrett Wills. Yes, I am a student. I live here too. Just got home from work.[/yellow]" He looked at the car and then into the foyer. "[yellow]Nice car. I took the bus.[/yellow]"

He wondered what her ability might be. There really was no way of telling. He was the posterboy for subtle powers, so who could say? "[yellow] So, you going to stand out here? I was going to go in. You are welcome to come in too. I am sure Neena will be along shortly.[/yellow]" He smiled and crooned his neck towards the gates.

Arisa glanced at the car then at the door to the mansion and sighed, why fight it, she thought and followed Garrett inside.

Voltaire was strolling around the mansion grounds by himself. He found it very relaxing to be outside just looking at everything happening around him. When he could see the front gate he saw a black car stopping in front of him and a girl stepped out of it. Her bag seemingly where loaded out of the vehicle as well. "Must be a new student i suppose" He thought and he strolled down the mansion grounds towards the gate to help out. Then a bald person walked up to her and talked to her eventually leading her down the mansion grounds. Voltaire never saw him but by the looks of how he acted he must have been a student for a while. With his hand down his pockets he met up halfway down the mansion grounds and said:"Hello, Need a hand with those" Refering to the bags.

Arisa paused as yet another young man approached her offering his assistance. She wasn’t sure of what to make of all of this attention, she was nervous enough around one person and now another had come along. I just need to stay calm and everything will be fine, no one will be hurt as long as I stay calm. She smiled softly, “Hello, and thank you so much but no, my driver has already taken most of my belongings inside. But I appreciate the gesture Mr. ---?” she paused waiting for the young man to introduce himself.

“Hello, and thank you so much but no, my driver has already taken most of my belongings inside. But I appreciate the gesture Mr. ---?"

"Malik" He said and made a short wavy motion with his hand."Most people call me Voltaire though." "I'd shake hands with you if i could." He said to make sure they didn't get off on the wrong foot. He sure was babbling more then his usual self he thought to himself while he stared a bit up at the nice blue sky. "Anyways welcome to the mansion miss....?" he said to return the favor.

“Arisa DeVeaux, just Arisa is fine though.” She smiled, then it faded. I wonder how nice everyone will be when they discover what I’m capable of…

Arisa continued up the walk toward the mansion with the two men, taking deep slow breaths and trying desperately not to feel to nervous. She was still uncertain of what to expect of if anyone could even help her control this power she had. All she knew was that something had to be done, and soon…

As they walked across the mansion grounds, a red headed kid came up and started speaking to Arisa. He didn't even give Garrett a second look. Not surprising, had he been his age and had a choice, he would have chosen the same. Arisa seemed uncomfortable with the attention, but also seemed to take to the younger kid. Maybe it was the hair.

Whatever the reason, Garrett saw no need to stay around. Between Neena and this Malik kid, everything would work itself out."[yellow]Well, looks like everything is covered here. I just got off work and could use a little nap. Arisa, it was a pleasure. Also nice to meet you, Malik. Hope to see you guys around.[/yellow]" He smiled and nodded to them both and headed off to his room.

."Well, looks like everything is covered here. I just got off work and could use a little nap. Arisa, it was a pleasure. Also nice to meet you, Malik. Hope to see you guys around."

"Nice meeting you too, hope we can talk a bit more some other time" Voltaire said. He felt a bit bad that he only offered Arisa help and not talk to him as much. He found the situation now kinda akward because he didn't know that much what to do. He boldly asked:"So what can you do." He wish he didn't ask he could be making people unconfterable asking that. "Note to self, kick myself in the head." He thought to himself as he had the look on his face that he kinda wanted to smack himself at the head

Arisa paused after hearing the question, odd how much a question like this could bother her. She decided it was time to throw off the cutesy pretenses and start being real. If these people could help her they would need to know the truth, and the truth was rarely pretty. She looked Voltaire straight in the eyes, hardly any emotion in her cold honey colored eyes. When she spoke he voice was quiet and even and edged in something dark and foreboding, “I have the power to create disease. Not a specific disease, that’s simply what I call it. What I can tell you, is that it kills people, I have killed people because of what’s inside me. I hope that answers your question…”

Her gaze lowered from his and her face showed signs of pain. She then rose her chin and straightened her back, and with a cold confidence she continued walking in the direction of the Mansion. Arisa wasn’t sure how he had reacted or what he might say. Most people, at least in her opinion, should run as far away from her as they could. She’s dangerous, a killer, and most likely worse. Who would want to be friends with someone like that. But somewhere past the cold and the pain she hoped that Voltaire would come after her and not think she was a monster…but hoping rarely got anyone anywhere.

“I have the power to create disease. Not a specific disease, that’s simply what I call it. What I can tell you, is that it kills people, I have killed people because of what’s inside me. I hope that answers your question…”

"It does, seems where kinda in the same ship." Voltaire said. "I blow up people on contact with electric energy shocks." He continued. He somehow found somebody in the similair situation as Voltaire. He kinda felt sorry for her. But looking at her walking near him without getting hurt means she has control over her power. That was something he didn't have at all. all he could say was :"Don't worry, i think the people of this place can help you out allot." with a smile

She stopped and gave him a hard cold stare; she gazed at him for a long while before her eyes softened. “I’m sorry Voltaire…I don’t mean to come across as a bitch. It’s just; people haven’t exactly been kind to me, other mutants included. Though I suppose you’re right, maybe we are in the same boat. If the X-Men are working to help you maybe they would be willing to help me too.” She smiled at Voltaire, a full dazzling smile.

It was another boring day at the mansion. Sense Specter had arrived here he had done little more than work out, and go to the libary. If something didn't happen soon he thought he would go insane. Maybe he should go out and try to find Hades. Specter never did find out anything about the man, and out of the few people he had met so far the assassin was by far the most intresting. Still their first meeting had been by chance. What where the odds of finding one person in a place as big as New York? No Specter would just have to settle for another work out. Floating out of his room he headed down stairs through the front lobby on his way to the gym. However as he passed by the front doors Specter noticed a couple walking up the porch. It was about time that he meet some of the other students in this place. Specter telekineticly opened the front door and waited for the two to enter leaning agenst the stairs gaurd rail while floating a few inches off the first stair.