You were sitting in the lunch hall at school. Not really the place you want to be when a food fight starts. As a burger came flying towards you, you put your hands above your head to protect yourself. The burger stopped in mid air, and fell to the ground. You quickly ran out of the hall, unable to process what you had just seen. You ran out into the playground, the December snow crunching under your feet. You ran into a woman with silver hair. "I am Ororo Monroe" she said "You better come with me"
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