"Pack your bags," Xavier said.

He had called me into his office and I came curious as to what he wanted and let me tell you, that was the last thing I expected him to say.

"What, why?"

He glanced up at me from the paperwork on his mahogany desk and said simply,

"Because we are leaving." I crossed my arms and glared at him in annoyance.

"I figured that out, genius, I want to know why we are leaving and while you're at it, how about you tell me where we are going."

He gave me a blank look and I heard him mutter under his breath,

"The attitude.."...