"Alpha class." Oliver commented, knowing Emily probably wouldn't understand the level of certain mutants powers. "They're the same level as the Professor, and Aurora. Powerful but with hideous flaws."

"Like yourself?"
"I'm afraid I would be beta." Oliver commented. 
"Yes, but your power is useful."
"In the wrong hands, it's useful." 
"Who are the wrong hands?"
"These guys, maybe." 

The two of them walked down a set of stairs and towards a congregation of students who stood huddled together by one of the doorways that lead to the courtyards outside. Emily gave a frown and moved along to a spare window seat. Her concentration and stress was apparent, even more so by the long strip of blood that fell from behind her ear.