The woman walks into the dressing room. "Hi, I'm August Wu." She sits down beside Alice.
"Ok, Mom, her name is Lyla, and her dad's an X-men," Alice says, trying to catch her mom up.
"Oh? What's an x-men?" August asks, looking at Lyla.
"They're mutants who fight to protect civilization from other threats." Lyla smiles.
"Ah, and who's your father?"
"Charles Xavier," Lyla says, sipping her water. August looks confused. She stands up and walks over to a book and reads through it.
"I don't know any Charles Xavier," August says softly.
"Oh, that's"
"LYLA!" Peter ran up and hugged her. She's lying on the ground just outside of the mansion. Her head is busting. "Where were you?"
"Where's Alica?" Lyla asked, looking around.
"Alice?" Peter asked, sitting up. "Did you hit your head harder than you meant to?" Lyla shakes her head and sits up. Peter wrapped his arms around her waist, helping to keep her stable.
"I was in Hong Kong... This lady's concert." Lyla mumbles out, leaning on him.
"Well, you're here now. Let's get you to your room, I'll get you some water and some crackers." Peter said, helping her up. She leans on him as she walks, the room spinning around her.
She sat on her bed, thinking about this Alice girl and her mother. "A magical gaurdian." She mutters. Peter raised an eye brow.
"A magical what?" He asked.
"Alice's mom is a magical guardian... they thought I was a witch." Lyla explains. "I explained I was a Mutant. They had no idea what I was talking about."
"Do they not have mutants?" Peter asks.
"Possibly not... which means there's more universes than this... this is ours..."
"And the one you went to..."
"Was theirs."
