Disclaimer: The X-men are property of Twentieth Century Fox and the Marvel Entertainment Group. I am using their characters for my own un-profitable enjoyment. Anything that you do not recognise is my own.

Authors Note: Heya. Sorry for the slow update. Having a few internet problems in our house. The silly people from Telewest decided not to tell us that they had locked our modem to stop us from using it. (yeah we got the modem hooked up so we could look at it – note the sarcasm). Anyway here is two chapters to keep you going for a while.

Chapter 8: Yin and Yang

Hannah sat back into the large chair, the soft leather moulding to the shape of her body. She placed her elbows on the armrests and linked her fingers in front of her, the chains clinking ever so slightly. It was seven o'clock in the morning and she was sitting in Xavier's office. She had expected the summons of course, yet after last night she would have liked to spend an extra few hours in bed. She looked around the empty room and wondered where he had gotten to, taking the chance she sat up and crossed to his desk and searched for hers and Jubilee's papers. Not wanting to go in the draws of the large mahogany desk she hoped that they had been left on the desk after marking.

After a couple of seconds of rummaging she found what she was looking for and quickly flicked to the last pages of the two reports. A large circled 'A' adorned both papers and a grin spread across her face as she placed them down. Not a second too soon as she heard the door creak open as she practically flew back into the seat. She crossed her legs as the Professor wheeled his way behind the desk and shifted slightly to settle her fins more comfortably.

"Good morning Professor." She said politely.

"Yes, good morning Hannah. I am getting straight to the point. What happened last night?"

Hannah mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like 'so much for small talk' before starting. "I woke up and heard Rouge leave the room, I followed her. She woke Logan up, who skewered her, I made her use her mutation to save her life. That's it." She said shrugging her shoulders and hoping that that would satisfy the teacher.

Apparently not.

"How did you know it would work?"

"Because she absorbs a person's life force and so, in the case of a mutant, borrows their mutation for a while."

She watched the Professor drum his fingers together for a second and her stomach rumbled as the smell of eggs wafted into the room.

"How did you know Logan's mutation?"

Damn.

So far, during her stay in the mansion, she had managed to keep her abilities somewhat in check. Only her friends really knew about her ability to know things about a person. She thought quickly. "Well those claws of his would cause him serious damage unless he could heal the wounds in his knuckles fast."

Her explanation apparently was not as impressive as she thought as the Professor just looked at her. "And how after seeing him just walk through a door yesterday did you know he had claws? And why did you guess his age at a century and a half?"

Bugger.

"Professor Xavier, there are certain things about me which are better left unspoken. I cannot tell you these things. I'm sorry. Call it intuition if you will, I see a person and I know things about them." She said looking down and unconsciously swinging the shackle around her wrist.

"All right, you may go now. Thank you for saving Rouge's life, I'm sure she and Logan are waiting to thank you." He said, indicating that they were not done talking.

Hannah nodded and stood up.

OOOOOO

"What did you do to me!"

"Whoa. Calm down their Rougey." Hannah said as she was slammed into a wall by a growling Rouge. "The Wolverine in you is packing quite a punch. You could hurt someone."

Rouge dropped her hands and shrank in on herself. Tears gathered in her eyes as she looked to the ground as her hands trembled. "What have you done to me? Ever since I touched Logan I can feel him in me, not only that, but I can feel Cody in there as well now."

Hannah looked at the girl in front of her curiously. "You can feel them inside you? How?" She said before taking a gloved hand and leading the distraught girl towards the empty kitchen.

"They are talking in my head and Logan keeps trying to take control. I'm sorry I pushed you into the wall. I just don't know what to do." She said helplessly.

"No worries." Hannah said pushing the girl down into a seat and tossing her a can of Fanta from the fridge. She noticed Rouge sit astride and place her elbows on the table, a very Loganish stance. She settled herself on one of the stools and watched her carefully.

Curious.

"I am thankful that you saved me last night. I just want to know at what cost and the Professor told me to speak with you. Said you knew things about people." She said opening the can of fizzy orange and taking a swig.

The blue girl nodded to herself before looking at the girl opposite her straight in the eyes. She saw a flash of appreciation which she guessed belonged to Logan and wondered what other parts of his personality she had picked up. A pensive expression crossed her blue face as she absently drummed her webbed fingers against the table. Her head cocked to the side as she observed the girl in front of her more closely and she noticed a slow leer appear on the girls face.

I wonder. Well no harm in trying.

She raised herself smoothly from the chair before heading to the door. "Give me two seconds."

She walked out of the room and into the TV room down the hall. Her eyes stopped on a small boy in the corner reading a book whilst his friend tried to get him to watch TV. "Elixir. Would you come with me for a second?"

The boy looked up from his book and cocked his head in response to the voice. He nodded and shrugged apologetically at his friend before placing a marker in his book. Placing it carefully back on the shelf he walked up to Hannah. His golden hair fell behind his ears as he looked up at the taller mutant with questioning eyes.

"I may need your gift. If you don't mind." Hannah said placing a hand on his shoulder.

The gold haired boy shrugged the hand off his shoulder and walked out of the room showing his approval.

Returning to the kitchen Hannah picked up a sharp knife from the stand and placed it on the table in front of Rouge. She sat down and gestured for the boy to do the same.

"Rouge, this is Elixir, I don't think you've been introduced properly yet. He won't speak to you. He's being silent hoping that his protesting will get new nets for the football, sorry soccer, pitch. After three days it's still not working." Hannah said indicating to the small boy who nodded and smiled at the other girl.

"I want to try something to see how much of Logan is actually inside you. He's here if all goes wrong."

"What are you going to do with me?" Rouge said pushing her chair back slightly and her eyes staring fearfully at the blade that had been placed in front of her.

"Nothing life threatening, that's why Elixir is here. He can heal people without touching them, look." She picked up the knife and drew it over the back of her hand drawing distinctly silvery blood. She looked at the boy who simply placed a hand over the wound, it healed without scaring.

"See, no harm done. You are displaying characteristics that are very Logan at the moment and I am just wondering if that means that you can still use his healing power. All I want you to do is concentrate very hard on the Logan in your head as I make the cut." Hannah said rolling down Rouge's gloves so that she could get to her arm.

Rouge nodded fearfully as she felt Hannah take her hand and press the blade against the bare skin of her arm. She looked towards the small boy for reassurance; if he could heal Hannah that quick surely he could heal her as well. She thought of the Logan in her head as she felt the blade getting drawn over her skin. The sharp sensation of the blade cutting into her skin made her flinch, yet she felt a strong hand keeping her still. She thought back to the night before and how the healing had felt and what she felt like when she was using it. Time seemed to slow as she thought about nothing bar the image of Logan.

"Thank you Elixir. Your services are no longer needed."

Rouge's eyes snapped open and she looked at her arm, smooth unblemished skin stared back at her. She ran her hand over where the cut should have been before looking up at Hannah.

"That's a very powerful mutation you have there."

OOOOOO

Storm looked over the students in front of her. They were all sitting with notebooks and files on their laps looking back at her expectantly. She did not usually take the Mutant Studies class yet Professor Xavier said he had some business to attend to so she had been drafted in. According to the comprehensive notes left taped to the desk by the Professor today they were going to be studying forces.

The most feared and revered things in the mutant world.

She remembered a time when the Professor and Hank McCoy had taught her, Jean and Scott about the two predominant forces in the world. It had been one of her favourite topics and she was looking forward to teaching it. Judging by the expectant looks on the teenagers faces they were looking forward to it as well.

She stood up and walked to the small black board at the side of the desk and picked up a piece of chalk. Writing the title 'Supernatural Forces' she looked back at the class and indicated that they should write that as their title. Instantly pens touched pads as they wrote and underlined their title.

"Can anyone tell me anything about the supernatural forces in our world?" She said placing down the chalk and sitting on the desk.

A blue hand raised and Storm had to hide her shock at seeing Hannah actually offering a statement in class.

Odd

Not wishing to pass the opportunity she indicated that the young mutant should speak.

"There are two supernatural forces in our world. They are forces that govern our way of life, and should they take up residence in a person could change the world. They are the highest step of mutation and not even Omega level, or Level five mutants can challenge them." Hannah said yellow eyes looking bored.

"Very good. Please copy this down. Everything in this world has its opposite. Light and dark. Male and female. Good and bad. Sun and the moon. Taking things further every living particle on this earth has its opposite in the form of anti matter. Everyone here has their opposite or anti-them. Separately we co-exist; if we came together we would destroy one another. This is the driving force of the two supernatural forces." Storm said and watched as pens eagerly scratched across paper. "Can anyone tell me anything else?"

Surprise again as Hannah's hand went lazily into the air. "The two forces work with each other and against each other, like the yin yang symbol. There is light in the dark and dark in the light that is what makes these two forces unstable and unpredictable. When one of these forces settles into a mutant body the person normally loses control and the force will take over. Most of these 'hosts' have died in the attempt to control their new power, they simply burnt themselves out."

"Hannah is right. These two forces are completely unstable it took all of the Professors mind power to contain the last out break of one of the forces twenty years ago." Storm stalled for a second as she noticed Hannah snarl out of the corner of her eye. "Now then, can anyone tell me the names of these two forces?"

Storm turned to Hannah as the girl did not even bother to raise her hand before she started talking. As Hannah started speaking she noticed that the girl did not appear to be paying attention to what she was saying, instead she was focused on writing something down.

"One is of fire and purely psionic, the other is of water and purely physical. Both equally powerful in strength and mind, the Phoenix and the Hydra will battle and unite till the end of time." Then she shook her head as if to rid her self of something before staring at Storm again, with her usual open expression.

"Well done Hannah. Read chapter five of your text books before next week. Class dismissed."

There were the usual sounds of chatter and chairs scraping back as the students left and walked out of the door. Soon she was left in silence.

How did she know all that about the forces? And that look on her face, what did that mean?

It was times like this when Storm realised how little anyone knew about the blue girl with gills and the thought scared her. She noticed a piece of paper on the desk that Hannah had been sitting at, she walked over and picked it up. As she got to the bin she curiously turned it over. Her eyes widened as she scanned the papers contents.

I do not believe it. I will not believe it.

Storm folded up the A4 sheet and placed it in the back pocket of her jeans to keep it safe.

No one shall ever know.