Cavatina

Chapter 4

Yes, I do know that I said that I would be updating this on Friday, however, I just have really been able to update on Thursdays recently... So like excpet something most likely from like Thursday-Saturday in that region for updates!

Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter because it goes into a little more depth about Harper's powers and there is a surprise at the end of the chapter for y'all ;P

TheLightningDreamer: Yep! She does get to meet him soon :P So, I am getting to your question... Shortly but surely. You will find out a little more about Harper's powers in this chapter but I plan to build up her powers and how she came to get them in future chapters so please bear with me!

Lucy: Yes, Harper is very powerful, but as to every great power... there is always a catch... *hint hint, wink wink. nudge nudge*

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Charles, Raven, Moria, and Harper sat around a long table in the CIA headquarters. Moria had sought out Charles because of his newly acquired doctoral degree based on mutations. Not only that, but Charles filled her in about how the three of them were mutants themselves—just like the ones she had seen earlier during her investigation in Las Vegas. So, the four of them took a plane ride back to the states and ended up in Washington D.C. presenting to the CIA.

Looking out the window, Harper could only feel an uneasiness spread throughout the room as Charles was giving his presentation. In her mind, Harper thought it was a genius move of Moria to make, to bring in an expert like Charles to explain how people were evolving once again. However, looking at the male-dominated room, she knew that these men were probably thinking of anything else besides what Moria was trying to prevent.

After the four of them were onboard a private plane, Moria explained how this evil character named Sebastian Shaw was trying to wreak havoc by pitting the United States and Russia together to start World War Three. Harper knew that tensions were high between the two nations and if there was someone like Shaw who was trying to run interference between the two of them, things would get ugly, quickly.

Taking a deep breath, Harper noticed that Charles was almost at the end of his presentation and she could clearly see it written across his face that he was using his mutation to read the minds of those present in the room. She could see the slight annoyance flash across Charles's features as she figured that the men weren't listening to him. Harper glanced over to the other agents taking in Charles's presentation and it didn't take a genius to figure out that they weren't listening and that they wanted to be anywhere else but in this meeting.

"Okay, I think we have heard enough…" The head of the Moria's division of the CIA spoke.

"But Sir—"

"Personally I believe that this was a waste of time and this is just too absurd. Moria please escort Professer…" The chief paused forgetting Charles's name but continued, "back to where you found him."

With that, the men started to get up and tried to exit out of the conference room, and Moria didn't seem to know what to do. Harper was going to speak up but she didn't know if this was the correct time to do so. Plus, she didn't know how to convince these men without putting both Charles, Raven, and herself in jeopardy.

"This is exactly why we shouldn't let women into the CIA…" someone from the side of the group whispered loud enough for the whole room to hear.

Harper took a deep breath and was about to say something along the lines of telling them that Moria had every right to be here just the same as they did, but Charles beat her to the punch and spoke up.

Intelligently, Charles started out with addressing the crude comment that was just "whispered", "Well, I can see why you may think that… given that the only thing you paid attention to was the fact that you wanted to go home and be with your son since you feel like you never get any time with him… Truly a good thought if I may add, it shows that you're trying to be a family man" Charles added in with a smirk to his face.

The department head pressed his lips into a flat line and just shook his head not believing what he was hearing.

"Don't be fooled, it is just some parlor trick and I have seen it before."

Charles locked eyes with the chief and proceeded to show him more of his mutation, that it wasn't a bluff.

"Then sir, do you want me to tell you about the launch codes you were thinking about in order to take out Russia? Or the fact that the missiles are—"

"You brought a goddamn spy here, Moria!" The Chief erupted almost instantly.

The chief, and everyone else who wasn't already standing, quickly stood up at Charles words, not understanding how he could access such important and secret information. Not only that, but all the men that opposed the four were about to draw their guns on them. Harper was ready to jump into the fight and try to prevent anyone from hurting themselves, but as she stood up and took her own fighting stance, a quick hush fell over the room.

Harper watched the CIA agent's faces and followed their gaze to where Raven was once seated. Where stood Raven, now was the spitting image of the chief of Moria's division.

"I want all of them locked up…" The chief exasperatedly sighed not believing what he was seeing.

"Sir, I don't think that that would be the correct response to this. Charles, Raven, and Harper here all volunteered to come here to help us out with our ongoing investigation with Shaw and I think they would be a great help to us—"

"Well, we can't just let them walk out into public and—"

"I'll take them, Sir."

All heads turned to a fat, stout man dressed in a black suit when he cut off the chief.

"I have a secure location off campus that I can take them until we can decide how to proceed—with the impending investigation on Shaw."

The chief ripped his glasses from his face and pinched the bridge of his nose weighing his options.

"That's fine… Just don't screw this up. I have enough on my plate as it is. You understand?"

Both Moria and the man in black nodded to the chief's words and the five of them watched the chief and the rest of the board members exit out of the room. Once they left, Harper sat down and rested her head in her hands, taking a deep breath to try and ease away some of the tension from her body.

Harper only looked up to see Moria and the man who volunteered his facility leave the room. This left Raven, Charles and her staring at each other for a while until Charles broke the silence about ten minutes later.

"Harper, I want you to take Raven and you need to go find a car. I just communicated with Moria and they have found where Shaw is going next. I'm going to go get her and the other guy and I need you two to meet us in the garage in the bottom of this complex."

Harper nodded at Charles's request as he excused himself first, to go meet up with Moria. Pushing back on the large wooden table, Harper stretched out her back and looked over at Raven who seemed a little shell shock because she had just reviled her powers.

"Hey, I know this probably seems really weird and maybe even a little scary, but we need to go find a car…"

Raven snapped out of her trance and nodded her head towards Harper. Harper knew just what it felt like to basically tell the whole world about her powers and she figured that she would have to do it once again since she was now in a different time period. Shaking her head, Harper brought herself back to the task at hand as the two of them got up and out of their seats and exited the room.

Harper was leaning over the edge of a battleship, staring at the dark water below while letting the wind rush through her hair. Being on the ocean with the wind blowing in every direction, it sent chills down Harper's spine causing her to rub her arms with her hands to try to breathe some life back into them.

They, being Charles, Moria, Raven, the man in black, and herself, boarded the vessel approximately three hours ago and they had still yet to directly locate Shaw's ship. To Harper, it shouldn't be that hard for the military to locate something as simple as a big yacht, but she tried to keep in mind that the sixties was a far different time than the two-thousand-twenties.

Running a hand through her hair, she caught most of it in her fist, but a few tendrils escaped from the wind and they were now outlining her face in the dark. The professor never directly told her what she needed to change in this world, nor the exact reason why she was the one he sent. She figured it was because he didn't want his younger self to know more about the future than was necessary.

Especially since majority of the people that the professor has ever been close to has either betrayed him or ended up dying; sometimes even both. Harper let her hair go, as it was taken over by the wind and she placed both her hands on her face. She wasn't the best at history, but she tried to replay everything that she knew about the 1960's and it wasn't much. Besides the Cuban Missile Crisis, the Cold War, the Civil Rights movement, The Feminist movement and America being the first to land on the moon, that was the only really substantial things she could recall.

Also, it wasn't like she could confirm dates with anyone or ask any questions because those events had yet to transpire. She also couldn't directly change any of these things from happening because they were so momentous that sometimes the worse parts of history needed to happen for good to come out of it.

Harper guessed that by her just being there it was changing history. However, what had she changed thus far? She met Charles who basically gave her a place to stay and he was basically the same Charles that she knew—just younger and a little hastier with the decisions he made. Granted she had only known his younger self for only a short time, but she hoped that she was right about the generalizations she was making. Raven also was unaffected by her presence, but Harper could see that she was at least building up her self-esteem and confidence a little bit, but it wasn't enough to truly change her.

"I usually know what to say to people in these types of situations… I have to say that this is the first time that I have had to actually ask what was on someone's mind."

Harper jumped a little at the sound of a voice next to her, as she quickly dropped her hands from her face. Once her eyes focused, she could make out Charles's figure in the soft light casted by the ship that they were on. She smiled weakly at him and responded.

"Don't worry about me, professor. I'm fine."

Charles lifted his eyebrows at her response and shook his head slightly smiling.

"Heh, that's something new. No one has called me professor yet even though I have presented my research and everything to that nature."

Harper smiled at Charles's words and let a light laugh fall from her lips.

"I also know that when a woman says she is fine, she is most definitely not fine."

Harper stopped laughing and glanced at Charles who was staring intently out to sea.

"Is that something you picked up from your mutation or from your instincts of finding women at bars and trying to impress them?"

Now, it was Charles's turn to laugh at Harper's comment.

"As much as I hate to admit it, I actually picked it up from my abilities. However, don't tell anyone that because it may ruin the image I have going for me."

The pair shared smiles as Charles bumped into Harper's shoulder making her sway slightly. It was as if the gesture was to signify that she wasn't alone and that she could trust him. However, she knew that it was a tricky situation to be in because she didn't know how much she should tell the professor.

"I know that future me selected you to travel here to save the twenty-first century, and I may not have the answers for which you seek, but I will tell you now Harper, that I will try to help you in any way that I can. You have my word."

"Thank you, Charles. I mean that."

"I can't imagine all that you have had to endure so it is the least I can so…"

"It hasn't been that much… or maybe it has and I have just become numb to it or it is just such a part of me that I am used to it by now…"

Harper felt Charles place a hand on her shoulder and made her look at him.

"No one, not even you, should trivialize what challenges they have had to face in their life. I just want you to remember that you are not alone in this mission. You not only have me, but Moria and Raven as well. We are all here to support you to the greatest of our extent."

Harper dropped her head and nodded, trying to not make eye contact with Charles because she knew that if she did, she may end up crying. She never felt this weak before, but it was like Charles, no matter what time period, knew just the right words to say to heal wounds that she didn't even know she had.

She felt her eyes start to well up, letting herself feel the true impact of her decisions as Charles's grip on her shoulder tightened slightly to notify her that it was okay to let it all out. However, Harper pushed back the tears by taking a few deep breaths. Charles stood next to her not saying anything, but he reassured her ever so often that he was still there. She needed to keep her emotions under wraps because she didn't want them transferring to Charles, or have him realize that she could read strong emotions and memories from others and exchange her own with them.

She knew that if he figured it out, he would probably think that she was another telepath like he was, but that simply wasn't the case. She had to be touching someone, or they her, for her to pick up or transfer strong memories and the emotions tied to them.

But facing reality, Harper knew that sometimes, the best thing is for no words to be exchanged, and this was exactly what Harper needed at the moment from Charles. She didn't have time to sit here and feel sorry for herself or feel like she was overwhelmed about the task at hand. Taking one more shaky, but deep breath, Harper was about to speak up and talk with Charles, but she was cut off by Moria screaming at them through the wind.

"Charles! Harper! We found them! They just over the horizon, directly in front of us!"

Charles dropped his hand from Harper's shoulder as Moria and Raven approached them. Not far behind them was the man in black that was at the meeting earlier that day. Harper made a point to try and figure out what his actual name was, but they had a bigger thing to deal with at the moment.

Harper looked over and saw Charles put his index and middle finger to his temple to try to figure out what the opposition was planning, however, he flinched away as if something was causing him a brief amount of pain.

"I hate to announce this, but I think they have someone like me aboard that ship!"

"What do you mean, someone like you?" Voiced the man in black.

"I mean that there is another telepath on that ship; and a strong one at that. She is blocking me from not only reading her mind but everyone else aboard. I'm sorry, but I don't think that I will be much help, if any to you all."

Charles pressed his lips into a thin line but Harper couldn't help but notice that there seemed to be a sort of spark that light up behind Charles's eyes, indicating his excitement of meeting more mutants. Harper internally rolled her eyes knowing all too well that some mutants were people that you wish you never met; and Harper had a gut feeling that the mutants aboard the opposite vessel were those kinds of mutants.

However, out of the corner of her eye, Harper could see that the chief military official had set out six coast guard boats onto the choppy waters to try and board the opposite ship. Harper shook her head, tuning out Moria and Charles's conversation as she carefully watched the men in the water. She couldn't think about anything else but how stupid they were being, sending out men when they didn't know who or what they were dealing with.

Nevertheless, Harper spoke too soon. Off in the distance, she could see someone mount the highest part of the ship and snap his hands back suddenly. Momentarily, the wind around Harper and the rest of the group stilled, making Harper go on high alert. Then, she saw what the man, who took higher ground, was doing. It was as if a tornado morphed into a hurricane as the destructive force was released from the palm of his hand and was launched towards the men in the smaller ships.

Without taking any time to think through her next actions, Harper launched herself off the balcony of the upper deck, and hit the lower with a loud thud. She rolled through the momentum as she landed, and transition carefully into running as she headed for the bow of the boat. She ignored the shouts that started after her decent, and she outstretched both of her arms.

She knew that she had to make it there before the hurricane size waves and gale force winds hit the men on the six small ships. If she failed she knew that they would be lost to the sea forever. Taking a deep breath, it was as if an invisible force surrounded the men just in time. Harper could see in the distance, that the waves still knocked the smaller boats around and they had to retreat given the attack that just happened; but the waves never hit them because the waves had started to crash against an invisible barrier.

The men on the boats couldn't believe what was happening to them. It was as if they were in a clear box and no wind or water could reach them. The waves started to rise as if they were about crash on top of them and they started to brace for impact, but again the waves were met with a wall-like reflective source. Harper took a few deep breaths and released her shield went the worst of it was over and the men were retreating to the main military ship.

But, the worst of it was still coming. Harper diverted the storm from the men just long enough for it to change course and head for the main vessel that she was currently on.

"Harper I hope you can stop that too!" Raven yelled.

Harper didn't bother to look at the people who have gathered around her because she was fully aware that it composed of Moria, Charles, Raven and the man in black. Dropping her one hand, Harper made a slow and fluid motion, almost as if she was drawing a circle in the air. If there were no lights on the ship, then everyone would have had missed the fact that Harper was placing a new shield on the boat they were on.

The shield refracted the light from the ship, making it visible to the naked eye so everyone could see it. Charles, Raven, Moria, and the man in black, all thought that her shield was invisible, but it was a light blue color that was easily seen because of the refraction. Everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing. No one could fathom that Harper also possessed this power within her—even though she had the mental capabilities of blocking out Charles. Charles was more than a little star-struck given that he knew that she was powerful and carried more than one trick up her sleeve. He just never fathomed how powerful the woman next to him was.

It gave him a new appreciation as to why his future self-chose Harper to time travel. Harper let out a quick breath. She could feel her breath and heart rate rise and even though she was used to shielding things as big as this boat, and even bigger, she always reminded herself that using her mutation was like exercising.

As the winds started to hit the boat, the atmosphere around them started to change as well. As if to compensate for the new amount of wind released, the environment decided that the best way to equalize the pressure would be to start raining.

"Well, that's just great…" muttered Harper.

As much as she loved sleeping in on rainy days, and staying inside, drinking something hot and reading, when she was in predicaments like the one she currently was in, the rain just made everything annoying and cold.

"Wait! Hold on! Don't turn the ship away! There is someone there!" Charles started to scream.

Harper jumped back a little, being abruptly pulled from her thoughts. She realized that the boat that they were on was starting to pull away from Shaw, even though it looked like he had abandoned the boat to launch his submarine.

"Charles, what do you mean?!" Moria tried to scream over the rain and the howling rain.

Harper tried to listen in to the conversation the other two were having, but she was still busy bracing the ship for the storm that was coming their way.

"Someone else is out there in the water!"

That was the last thing that Harper heard Charles say before he ran to the side of the boat and dove into the water head first.

"Shit…" Harper said to herself.

Taking a deep breath, she let the rest of the strongest winds hit her shield before she let her arm fall to her side. She shook her head and ran off in the same direction as Charles just did moments ago. She joined Moria and Raven who followed Charles when he first took off as the three of them tried scanning the dark waters looking for two people.

"Look! He is over there, and it looks like someone else is dragging Charles under!"

Harper couldn't help but feel her heart start to beat faster in her chest. She extended her arm out once again to the general area so her shield could reach faster, and farther. She tried to use her shield to lull the rain and the waves from being too thick around the two bodies in the water. However, putting a shield in a large body of water like the ocean, was hard to do because there would always be a side that had the probability to change.

A few more moments past, and finally two bodies popped up in the area shielded by Harper making her sigh in relief that she judged the distance correctly. They started to swim to the ship that the females were on, as Harper tried to have her shield follow them to ease their swimming path. Once Charles's face came into view, tension fell from all three of the women's shoulders.

Harper watched as Charles and someone else bobbed in the water. Harper tried to make out his face, but it was hard to do against the dark waters, his dark, probably black clothing, and the night sky surrounding them. Plus, the lack of light from the boat didn't help her either at identifying the other man. As the military men aboard the vessel lowered down a ladder to help the two in the water up and aboard the ship, Harper could hear Charles speak to the person that he just rescued.

Harper could swear that she heard Charles mutter, "You're not alone…"

As the ladder hit the water and Charles and the other man started to climb up, Harper let go of her shield letting it dissolve into thin air letting the rain and wind pick up around them. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself as she saw both men board the ship as Moria and Raven backed up.

Charles was the first one to cross over the side of the boat and Raven quickly ran over him and enveloped him into a tight hug. In a moment's notice, a hand appeared from where Charles's once was, and the figure boarded the ship. Harper took in his appearance; he was sopping wet but she was correct about him was wearing all black clothing, almost as if he had a plan to bombard Shaw before the CIA could get to him.

Harper sighed and followed the path of his wet hair, watching water droplets fall from it, until the man stood up and looked around. It was almost like he took a fighting stance just to take in his surroundings, as if he didn't trust anyone aboard the same ship he was on. However, the man's gaze finally locked onto Harper's green eyes and she gasped. Harper stared into the deep blue eyes of no one else but Erik Lehnsherr; or as his mutant name would suggest: Magneto.

Harper, nor Erik, dropped their gaze from one another and Harper could only feel as if this was some sort of challenge. She didn't want to be the one that broke this trace the two of them were in. But, the longer that she stared into Erik's blue eyes, the more a thought started to nag at her from the back of her mind.

What if Charles had sent her here to try and persuade Erik to join their side of the fight? Maybe her way of changing the future was to somehow have Erik believe and trust in her, and change his opinion on humans and mutants working together. Maybe, just maybe, she could do it, change his mind. However, unbeknown to Harper, the two of them would develop a deep friendship—that would eventually lead to something even more.