Fixing the
Past
Ch7
A/N: Well, here's another one!.
Nothing much else I can say…
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Tuesday, August 22nd, 2pm. (The day before the destined day.)
"It
was just a dream."
"What?!" Pietro and Kitty both exclaimed
at the same time. Not that the story Pietro had just re-told was the
most realistic story, but out of all the people in the world,
Professor Xavier would have been able to make something out of it.
But to hear those words coming from his mouth, both teens got
extremely discouraged. At this point, Kitty had completely 100
believed Pietro, and now she felt stupid for even thinking that
Pietro could be right about anything.
Professor Xavier smiled.
"Don't worry about a thing. Nothing of that sort will happen. You
were just having a nightmare, Pietro." Pietro and Kitty exchanged
glances at each other and got up simultaneously. "Then, I guess
we'll go back to school now. Um, thanks Professor." Kitty mumbled
and without waiting to hear another word from either the Professor or
Logan, she grabbed Pietro's hand and phased them both through the
floor, landing on the bottom
level.
"It-was-a-stupid-idea-to-come-here-in-the-first-place."
Pietro grumbled. Kitty dropped his hand and turned to face him
fiercely. "No, it wasn't. At least now we have that cleared up.
The Professor's right. Stop making such a big deal about something
as stupid as a dream." Swiveling away, Kitty mumbled under her
breath. "I'm a fool for believing in him." Pietro frowned as
Kitty started to walk away from him towards the front door. "Don't
say things you don't believe." Those words stopped Kitty in her
tracks. "What?" But Pietro wasn't in the mood to clarify. He
just rushed over to Kitty and hoisted her onto his shoulder and got
them to school in record time.
"I don't believe that balding
fool for one second." Pietro snapped as he placed Kitty on her
feet. Turning away from her, he looked over his shoulder and said,
"When you decide to finally listen to your own head, you know where
to find me." And in a huge gust of wind, he was gone.
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Back
at the mansion, Logan stood leaning against the wall, staring into
Charles Xavier's eyes. "Charles, you don't believe the kid?"
The Professor shook his head. "It's all in Pietro's head. And
this isn't a matter we should be concerning ourselves with."
Logan eyed the Professor for a second and the next second, he was
next to the Professor with a single claw extended near his neck. "Cut
the act."
The Professor smiled. "Careful..." He pushed away
from Logan and stood up on his feet, his whole body slowly
transforming until the one and only Mystique stood before Wolverine.
"That's dangerous."
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TBC
A/N: dum dum dum dum? Haha Well, Hope you enjoyed! Two chapters in one day, I feel accomplished; although they were short chapters.
