Me: Another chapter, another night.
Iman: You work early, TtS.
Me: I know. *smiles*
Iman: What time is it?
Me: Oh look! Another episode! *watches the episode, ignoring Iman*
Xavier Institute, Iman's 'Cell'
Iman laid on the metal bed and grabbed a hold of his head, screaming in pain. The walls in the room started to vibrate and then a sonic blast erupted from his mouth, reverberating off from the walls. The alarms went off and moments later, Charles, Jean, Logan, and Theresa were on the scene.
"What's going on in here?" Logan asked, crouching low and glaring at Iman.
"It's Iman," Charles stated. "Jean, can you try to clear his head?"
"I'll try," she replied, placing her hands on her temples. She closed her eyes and started concentrating. She suddenly flew backwards and Charles immediately did the same, putting his fingers on his temples. "Concentrate, Jean! Logan! Hank! Contact Ms. Frost! We will need her help to handle this one!"
"Maybe all you need is me," Shadoween cried out, running into the room and pointing a hand at Iman. "I may be inexperienced when it comes to this kind of thing, but I can try!" He contorted his face into one of concentration and he adjusted his stance to point his other hand at Iman. He was soon accompanied by Jean and Charles on either side of him.
Iman suddenly sat up and turned towards them with an unknown and intense emotion in his eyes which was accompanied by a less powerful hatred. All his claws, all thirty-two of them, were extracted. He glared at them and then screamed at them. Theresa jumped in front of them and returned with her own sonic scream, repelling his attack. She glared at him and then looked at Logan and Hank, smiling at them.
"I told you I would be of use," she said. "You should never turn down assistance no matter what." She then turned and looked back at Iman, prepared to scream again. "Just get a hold of that Frost lady." Iman went on all fours and Shadoween's eyes went wide open. He then reverted to a concentrated glare and thrust his hand forward.
"Get back, Iman! I don't want to hurt you more than I have to!" He dropped his telepathy and went into a fighting stance. "I don't want to have to kill you or anything!" He placed his hand on his temple and closed his eyes. Sooraya, you're needed down here! You too, Katida! He looked behind him and watched as Logan extracted his own claws and jumped towards Iman, grabbing him, and pinning his arms against his body.
"You get back to telepathy," Logan growled as Katida and Sooraya both ran in. "I can handle this thing."
"Sure thing," Shadoween said, taking a few steps back. He placed his hand on his temple and pointed at Iman, concentrating. "Katida!"
"On it!" Katida joined the telepaths and mimicked their generic hand motions, placing his hands on his head. "Come on, Iman, get under your own control, you moron!"
"I know what to do," Sooraya stated, watching what was going on. She was dressed in a black long sleeved shirt and a pair of black hip hugger jeans. "You need to keep him in once place!"
"I'm silencing the room!" Theresa stated, watching as Iman started to open his mouth. "He's-" Theresa suddenly opened her mouth and the entire room went silent just as Iman let loose all sound in his body but no one heard it because of Theresa. Hank immediately left the room.
Xavier Institute, Nicole's and Evan's room
"Dude, why did you want to go with the Professor to the Mall?" Nicole asked, looking at Evan who was reading a book. "Are you feeling okay? I mean, I thought you and Pietro were mortal enemies by the way everyone talks about you two."
"We ain't mortal enemies," Evan said, looking at his skater buddy. "We're just in a disagreement."
"About what?" Nicole asked, walking over to Evan and sitting next to him. "Did something happen between you two?"
"Listen, I don't want to talk about it," Evan stated. "It happened several years ago and well, the two of us are through." Nicole looked at him.
"What happened?" Nicole asked, sitting down on Evan's bed, next to him. "You can talk to me. Please, Ev, tell me." Evan looked at Nicole with a look of disgusting surprise for a moment but then nodded.
"Alright, I'll tell ya," Evan stated, standing up. "Just don't tell anyone, especially Ororo."
"Promise," Nicole replied with a nod. "I won't out someone else when I haven't come out to my own parents."
"You haven't even come out to your parents yet!" Evan asked, nearly surprised.
"They were surprised that I was a Mutant, more surprised that S.H.I.E.L.D., H.Y.D.R.A., and the MRD all wanted to train me to hunt down other Mutants. What do you think they'd say if I came up to them and said, 'Hey, mom, dad. Guess what, I'm gay.'"
"I'd say that would be the most normal thing about you," Evan stated to him. "I guess I can tell you and only you." Evan went to the window and opened it. He leaned his arms on the ledge and Nicole joined him.
"What's the deal between the two of you?"
"We were together at one time," Evan stated, not looking at Nicole. "He was born with something I didn't have and what his sister managed to be born without. He gave it to me and now I'm living with it." Evan looked at Nicole who just stared at him, waiting for him to continue. "We did stuff I'm not exactly proud of doing and now I've got to live with my own mistake."
"What is it?" Nicole asked.
"Nik, I've got...HIV," Evan stated. "It was Pietro who gave it to me."
"Dude, I can cure it for ya," Nicole said, taking of his right glove. Evan looked at him.
"Why do you wear those things anyways, man?" Evan asked. Nicole looked at his gloves and then at Evan.
"If I don't wear them, then I could accidentally give someone a disease, infection, or some other thing that I recovered from someone," he replied. "Only when I concentrate on removing diseases and other stuff from people is when I can heal. I've got a complicated mutation. Something I don't like. I guess it makes me and Anna alike I guess. Neither of us can get close to anyone and that's not good for intimate relationships."
"I think I'll keep what I've got," Evan said, backing away from him. "If I'd known what would happen before, then I would have never would have let ya heal me." Nicole shrugged and put the glove back on. "I'm going to see how Pietro is doing. See ya later, man!" Evan grabbed his board and hopped out the window with it.
"I'm guessing he still likes Pietro despite what his little gift was," Nicole said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Oh well." He walked over to the mirror and looked at himself in it. "I wonder why he didn't want me to cure him of it." He tossed a strand of hair out of his eyes, moved his bangs away from his forehead, and removed the bandage around his head. He examined the sore on his forehead and then took out more bandages, wrapping his head again. He then looked back into the mirror and adjusted his hair to hide it. Nicole then suddenly fell to the floor and passed out.
Iman: You aren't answering the question are you?
Me: It's only 12:17 AM...00:17 military. *smiles*
Iman: *slaps self on forehead*
Me: See you all next time! Byez!
