Jonny wandered the halls of the Institute in a daze, his eyes going this way and that. He still remembered the time he was first invited here. He was little better than a street rat, using his limited powers to scrape a living. Petty theft, mugging and the like kept him going until the fateful day that he met an interesting young man with keen, intelligent eyes and a calm demeanor who approached him. He told him of what he was and that there was an Institute that might help him. Jonny had nothing to lose and with an open mind, he trusted the interesting stranger and got to the Institute not a week later. He liked it here at least for now. It was interesting to be with others who had powers out of the ordinary.. much like he did. He had met a few, but never quite remembered their names or faces. He was always plagued by moments of clarity when he would think he felt another presence in his head and experienced different memories of somewhere far off. Weird. As he rounded the bend, coming out of the hallway and into the kitchen, he thought he saw someone walk through the wall. As he blinked and looked again, he saw no one. It must have been a trick of his imagination, another moment of the feeling that he was not truly Jonny Madrox. He smiled to himself and walked into the kitchen to see the same curious stranger: a girl with dark hair and an honest face.
“Um.. hello there. D.. Did you just pass through the wall?!.. I.. that’s not possible, even for mutants.. right?.. And.. where are my manners? Name’s Jonny, Jonny Madrox.”
With that, he extended his hands in an awkward way and smiled uncomfortably. And he only wanted to get a glass of juice.
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