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Fourteen-year-old Kiara Blaze lay on her bed dressed only in shorts and a halter top. Her long, black hair clung to her pale, sweaty skin and her dark eyes were with filled pain. She was hot; much too hot and she could feel the fire within her burning stronger as her father continued to approached.

Finally, Kiara's father was standing right next to her and she could smell the alcohol on his breath. The fire burned stronger and she dug her fingernails into the fabric of her blanket, whimpering quietly.

"What's the matter, baby?" Kiara's father said as he knelt down beside her. He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Don't you love me?"

"Screw you!" Kiara spat at him.

"How dare you speak to me that way!" her father said. He grabbed her by her shoulders and shook her roughly. "I am your father -- how dare you!"

Kiara scowled at him as he inched forward. She couldn't let this go on anymore. It hurt too much. Even after all this years, it still hurt so much and she hated him for it. He had made her sickening, disgusting. He had sullied her.

But what could Kiara do to stop him? Scream?

There was no one around to hear her.

Kiara gasped as her father yanked her hair and shoved her down roughly.

"Remember, sweetie," he said as he straddled her. "Daddy loves you. Daddy loves you very, very much."

"No," Kiara whispered as he leaned towards her. "No, you don't."

Her father ignored her and pressed his lips to her neck.

"NO, YOU DON'T --" Kiara tried to scream, but her words were cut off by the stream of flames that escaped her lips instead.

Charles Xavier's voice was loud and urgent as it sounded over the intercom system at Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters:

"X-Men, report to the jet hanger immediately."

Five minutes later, Wolverine, Shadowcat, Nightcrawler, Storm, Rogue, Cyclops, Beast, and Jean all met him by the Blackbird. Professor Xavier was glad to see that they were already wide awake and dressed in their uniforms, despite the lateness of the hour.

"What's going on, Chuck?" Wolverine asked, leaning against the jet.

"Cerebro has just picked up the presence of a young mutant girl by the name of Kiara Blaze," Professor Xavier explained. "Her powers have only just begun to manifest and she has no control over them, so she is extremely dangerous."

"Why, what are her powers?" Cyclops asked.

"As far as I can tell," Professor Xavier said, "Kiara is a pyro and when she loses control of her emotions, her powers take over. But there's something else as well; something hidden and much more powerful."

"Yes," Beast said, nodding. "If that's the case, she is indeed a dangerous girl."

"Well, then, let's go get her," Wolverine said, lowering the entrance ramp of the jet, "before she causes some real trouble."

"What are our coordinates?" Cyclops said as they all began to board the Blackbird.

"Jameson, California," Professor Xavier told him. "It's a small, rural town, but she'll be

easy enough to find."

"How so?" Storm said as Cyclops programmed the coordinates and set the autopilot.

"Just look for the fire," Professor Xavier said simply. He turned to face Rogue, who had just taken her seat. "Rogue, when we find Kiara I want you to siphon her powers."

"Got it," Rogue said, nodding.