"Where do you suppose that Cerbro will be?"
"It should be on the bottom floor across from Beast's lab."
"There it is!" Diana exclaimed. Derek and Diana ran over to Cerebro. It was intact but upon closer inspection, the circuitry of Cerebro had been completely fried. Cerebro would need repairs before it could be functional again.
"How can we fix it Derek?"
"I don't know. We could try Beast's lab. He might have left something behind that we could use."
They went across the hall and entered Beast's lab. Inside were an array books, notes and half-finished inventions and projects. Derek and Diana searched the lab. They were about to give up hope until they turned the corner. Diana screamed. A girl about their age was sealed inside of a capsule. She had light brown hair that spilled over her shoulders in choppy layers and pale skin; she wore a pair of stylishly ripped black jeans and a fitted black t-shirt that had a simple green and gold computer ship design on one side.
Derek went over to the girl's side, Diana following, and pressed the button that would unlock the unit. A hiss of cold air ran over them as the lid unsealed for the first time in who knows how long. Grey-green eyes flickered open.
"Huh? Who-? What-?"
"I'm Derek and this is my sister, Diana. You're in Beast's lab."
"I'm Datastream." Datastream regarded Derek and Diana, they both had black hair and blue eyes and she realized that they were twins.
"Do you know why Beast brought you here?"
"I don't..." Datastream admitted, thinking hard as she stood from the capsule.
"Maybe Beast placed you here to protect you from the Legacy Virus." Derek suggested but Datastream shook her head.
"No... That wasn't it. I went in there before the Virus..."
The Twins looked at each other. "Then how do you know about the Virus?"
"...It's all on the computer over there." Datastream deadpanned; the two looked at the monitor she was referring to. It was dark.
"There's nothing..."
"I remember now. Just before the Virus was released, the School was attacked. Beast brought me down here to help him run the Defenses, but when they broke through he took me in here and put me in stasis so they wouldn't find me."
"Why would he sacrifice himself like that? And why would you just run like that?! You're supposed to be a hero." Diana asked.
The lights dimmed alarmingly as Datastream's eyes flashed, then returned to normal. Derek glanced around nervously. Were the lights dimming on their own or was..no that can't be right. There has never been a mutant able to manipulate technology. Why would one exist now?
"Don't you dare call me a coward! I fought Beast for over an hour before he got me in there." The lights flickered again and a piece of machinery sparked.
"Datastream, do you know if there is anything we could use to repair Cerebro in here?" Derek asked trying to diffuse the situation before anything else happened.
"I might know how to fix it." She responded stiffly. "What's wrong with it?"
"The circuitry is completely fried."
"I'll see what I can do."
Derek, Diana, and Datastream left Beast's lab and went back to the room with Cerebro. Datastream inspected Cerebro; she laid a hand on the cool metal and cocked her head as though listening for something.
"Can you fix it?"
"Not as bad as I'd feared..." Datastream muttered. "I can fix this. You two are very lucky; because I'm the only one who can repair it with the condition it is in." Datastream waved her hand over Cerebro. The machine reconfigured itself and Cerebro was repaired in a matter of minutes.
"You-you-" Diana stuttered in shock. "You can control techology!?"
"The correct term is 'Technopath' and yes, I am one." The technopath turned and started walking away. "Where are you going?" Derek asked as he picked up the Cerebro helmet.
"I'm not staying here, but good luck, Grey."
"Our last name isn't Grey."
"I know. It's Davenport." The twins twitched in surprise. "But the last Telepath as strong as you guys was Jean Grey. Thank goodness she's dead."
The two telepaths watched silently as Datastream walked out of the room without a second glance back.
