A/N: Hey guys! I know, I updated the last chapter at a really odd time and that it took me a while to post it. I was finishing up another story (A New Avengers for the New Avengers, go check it out!) and became completely distracted with that. But, I'm focusing on this story at present. So, here is the second chapter! Enjoy. Leave me a review on what you think!
Charles rolled out of the room. I felt Hank take my hand and lead me to a part of the mansion I had never been to. I placed my foot in front of me, and ran into something.
"Ow!"
"I'm so sorry, Analise! I totally for-"
"It's fine. Where are we?"
"At the stair well leading to the second floor, where all the rooms are at this point. We have an elevator installed, but it's not working at this point."
"How did Charles get up the stairs?"
"I carried him up the stairs."
"Really? That was quick."
"Uh, yeah... It's part of my mutation."
"One day, soon, you'll have to tell me what your mutation is."
"Alright. Uh, Analise. May I...?"
"Pick me up? Sure. I don't see any other way for me to get up the stairs. At least, until I'm used to my surroundings."
He laughed at me, which was my intention. "And I would be glad to help you get around until then."
He gently picked me up and carried me up the stairs. "Hank, how did you meet Charles and Erik?"
He paused, then set me down. "I was working for the CIA at a special operations building. Charles, Erik and Raven walked in with my boss and Moira McTaggert one day. They were mutants who were looking for a way to defeat another mutant, one who was trying to start World War three. Charles was able to read my mind and let it slip that I was a mutant."
"Oh, so Charles let your big secret go?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that."
Analise? I'm ready to wake Erik up if you are.
Yes, Charles, I think we are almost there.
Good, good. Well, tell Hank I could use his assistance, too.
Alright, Charles. "Hank? Charles told me to tell you that he could use your assistance with... Whatever it is that we are doing."
"Alright, let's go. It's just right here." He took my hand and led me to a room nearby.
"Ah, Analise, Hank, are we ready to wake Erik up?"
"Alright, Charles." I felt Hank let go of my hand. I reached out with my mind, identifying the minds within the room. I briefly touched Charles's mind, then found Erik, trapped in his mind.
Erik?
Who are you? How were you able to get into my mind?
Erik, you know who I am. You met me on the way to the Institute.
Analise? The blind telepath? How could you get into my mind. Charles can't even get into my mind when I'm wearing my helmet. What are you not telling me?
You have your secrets, I have mine. Now, I want you to wake up, Erik.
I've been trying to, but I can't. What did you do to me?
Erik, relax. I have to get into your mind and open up a path to wake you up. I concentrated on Erik's mind, opening up a path for him to wake up.
He sat up with a start, taking in a deep breath, causing me to fall off the bed where I was sitting.
"Charles, what did you do to me?"
"Erik, I would like you to meet Analise Davis, a very special girl."
"We've met, Charles," I said, getting up from where I fell, feeling around to find some purchase to lift myself off the floor.
"Ah, well that makes my job easier. What do you need, Erik?"
"Has Mystique been by recently?"
"No, not to my knowledge. Why?"
"That is none of your concern, Charles."
"Now, Erik, she is-"
"She is not your family anymore, Charles. She left you."
"She left you, too!"
"STOP IT!" I cried out, their thoughts overloading my mind. My hands were clutching my head, trying unsuccessfully to block out their thoughts. I felt arms wrap around my shoulders.
"Analise? What's wrong?" Hank whispered. I could feel tears streaming down my cheeks. Then, I started to see the future.
There was a man on a horse, covered by robes. Surrounding him were people bowing at him, chanting something I couldn't quite make out. In the distance, I saw four more figures coming up, all riding horses. I turned back to the man in the robes, observing him. The, he spoke to me.
Welcome, Child, to your future.
Wait, what? How are you able to talk to me? This is just a vision, it's not really happening.
Child, when you see the future, you take a part in it. You are really there, Child.
Then why can't I change it?
Because, you are simply a spirit here. Most wouldn't be able to see you.
Then why can you?
Because I am in tune with all that occurs. Now, Child, you must go back to your time. He touched my head and the vision started to fade.
Who are you?
En Sabah Nur, my child.
The vision faded completely, leaving me once again in the dark. I felt myself laying on a bed.
"Analise, are you all right?"
"Hank? What happened?"
"You passed out. What did you see?"
"I need to talk to Charles." I started to sit up on the bed.
"Woah, woah, woah, wait. You passed out. You need to stay laying down, for safety reasons."
"No, Hank, I need to find Charles and talk to him about what I saw."
"Charles isn't here right now, Analise."
"Where is he, then?"
"He is escorting Erik back to the train station."
"Then that shouldn't take too long, right?"
"It shouldn't, except that he is also going to see a potential student."
"How long is that expected to take?"
"I don't know."
