Characters I wrote for: everyone that LisaOak didn't write for.
Characters LisaOak wrote for: (OC)Lisa, all the pokemon, Scott, Ororo, and Pyro
Thoughts
'Telepathy'
[Mewtwo's telepathy]
Lisa sighed quietly as she sat in a chair, doodling idly in her sketch book, and kicking her legs back and forth boredly. She was waiting somewhat uncomfortably for the rest of the teachers to arrive. It had been at least 15 minutes since she was called into Xavier's office and the only ones there so far where her, Mewtwo, Xavier and Scott.
Jean was the next to arrive in the office. "Sorry I'm late," she apologized. "One of the student's powers, er, malfunctioned. I had to help Hank out in the medical room, but he has it under control now. He can't come, though, so I think this is everyone." Neither Kurt nor Warren were coming. The students were at their electives at this point, which is what the two of them teach.
"No, now it's everyone," Gambit stated, walking through the door. "I want to know as much as you do about what happened."
Lisa looked up at them and she set her sketch book to the side. "So... I start explaining now then?" she asked with a tilt of her head, seeming curious.
"Yep. I think we're ready now," Xavier stated. "Go ahead and tell us what happened."
"Well, I was having a hard time sleeping, so I went outside to go visit Bipin and Raikou. Sometimes Bipin lets me take a nap up on his shell. I started to talk with this other student, Alyssa. About that point, we started to notice something amiss," she began. "Alyssa pointed out that she heard something. At first it appeared to be the girl... Kitty, I think it was, that I see Raikou with sometimes. But the aura was wrong. Then they shaped shifted into someone else. She was blue with red-orange hair. And the other three I saw before in New Orleans were there too.
"Anyway, a fight took place. A lot of the pokemon fought really hard. And I do apologize for the damages to the court yard," she said, seeming a little ashamed of that. "Then, the big one, Sabretooth, got a hold of me. About that point Logan came and Mew helped the other pokemon escape. Then Sabretooth passed me over to this other person and he took off running about as fast as Raikou. After a little while, he stopped and looked around as if he was waiting for something. So, while he was side tracked, I attacked the pressure points in his arms. I managed to disable one of them.
"After that he appeared to decide that I was going to be too much trouble and he started to take off again. So, I attacked the back of his knee and he fell. I got scraped up pretty bad from the road and twisted my ankle, but he broke his arm in the fall because I paralyzed it earlier. After that this elder man in a cape managed to chase him off. He said his name was Eric. At first he genuinely seemed to want to help. But something didn't feel right with his aura either. So I left. He let me leave, though. And about that point, Mewtwo found me and took me someplace safe."
"Up to your tricks again, Erik," Xavier said to himself. He turned his attention back to Lisa. "It was the Brotherhood. The man with the cape, Erik, also known as Magneto, is the leader of the Brotherhood."
"The shape shifter was Mystique," Jean added. "And the fast one was Quicksilver. Two of the Brotherhood's more powerful mutants."
"I have a feeling that Quicksilver is going to be rather angry at me for his arm," Lisa said with a frown, leaning on the desk in front of her with her elbows.
[From the amount of chaos you endured last night, it sounds like you got lucky. Then again, they did underestimate you, or else you may not have been able to escape,] Mewtwo commented.
"Yes, well, usually I don't end up having to fight someone without my staff." Lisa frowned.
Speaking of which, I've still been unable to locate it. Did you happen to have it before we crossed paths?
Lisa frowned. "Only momentarily. My first encounter with the Brotherhood, I got disarmed. I'm pretty sure they took my staff with them"
A staff, huh? Another t'ing Lisa and I have in common, Gambit thought. To most people, it just would've looked like he shifted his stance, when actually he was checking that his staff was on him out of habit.
"You are very lucky," Jean agreed. She couldn't keep the thought from her mind that the Brotherhood was just sloppy for some reason.
"So, what does this staff do?" Scott asked seeming a little skeptical. If it had been important enough for the brotherhood to take it, there had to be something special about it.
"It's an artifact my father found a little while before he died, in the ruins of the spear pillar," Lisa commented. "He couldn't figure out why it was there. He said it was lying on some sort of altar," she said with a shrug. "After he died, I inherited it from him. I'm able to use it pretty well, and for some reason I'm the only one who can get it to work properly."
"If that's the case, what if the brotherhood finds out how to use it?" Scott said seeming a little worried.
Mewtwo shook his head. [Not possible. It binded to Lisa. To any one but her, it's little more then a useless relic.]
"I don't know," Xavier mused. "The Brotherhood is very crafty. They can find ways around just about anything."
"Father said that there was an inscription where it was kept," Lisa said, digging through her bag. She pulled out an old journal and she flipped through the pages.
"What was her father?" Scott mused.
[Lisa doesn't remember a lot about him, but according to her mother he was an archeologist that studied the legends of the most powerful pokemon. Due to his research, the legendary pokemon became a little more well known and he restored a lot of history to our dimension,] Mewtwo explained. [That journal holds all the notes he felt were too important to release to the public. He kept them secret to keep the temples from being harmed from those who may abuse the knowledge to seek out the power of the legendary pokemon.]
If Gambit cared any less for Lisa, he would've "borrowed" that journal to see if there was anything useful to him. It took all his willpower to not try to look over her shoulder to get an idea of what was in it.
"Wouldn't keeping a book like that be dangerous?" Jean asked. "If the Brotherhood got a hold of it..."
"How would they get to my dimension in the first place?" Lisa inquired. "I know the dangers of keeping this book, but it's safer here with me then at home where my family would be at risk," she said with a frown.
"Like I said before, the Brotherhood is crafty," Xavier stated. "Magneto especially."
Jean nodded. "At one point, he had a device that only worked with his power. Thing is, though, that if he had used his power to activate it, it would've killed him. It didn't take long for him to find a way around that."
Lisa frowned. "I don't care what they do to me. But I will protect my home, my family, and the pokemon, too," she said stubbornly.
"We care what dey do to you," Gambit stated.
"And what about your pokemon?" Jean asked. "If you don't take care of yourself, and something happens, what will happen to them?"
"I know I have people who care about me, but I'm not going to just sit here and do nothing, especially since I'm the cause of all these problems in the first place," Lisa said with a frown.
"There is never a single cause of anything," Xavier stated. "And I have been wondering, what was it that brought you to this dimension?"
"You're a telepath," Gambit stated. "Couldn' you jus' read her mind and see what she knows?"
"I don't like to use my powers unless necessary," Xavier replied.
[Mew and I are the same. Lisa taught us that it is a large violation of privacy to do such things without permission or a logical reason to it,] Mewtwo replied.
Lisa grinned sheepishly. "I used to get on to him as a kid cause he kept reading my mind without permission."
"Very well taught," Xavier stated. "And it might be useful if you can detect all manner of telepaths. Occasionally, the Brotherhood enlists the help of one."
"And don' avoid de question," Gambit sighed. "How did you get 'ere?"
Lisa frowned. "If I knew, I would have told you," She said. "I just woke up in the middle of a forest somewhere. I'd been here about a week before I met you," she said looking over to Gambit.
[Regrettably, I don't remember much either.]
"Well, what was the last thing you remember before waking up in the forest?" Xavier asked. With any luck, there was just a memory blackout, and that she actually did experience what brought her here.
Lisa thought on it for a moment, quietly taking an almost meditative like state. "It's fuzzy. I was heading towards a certain area of Sinnoh to help some of my pokemon train, and I could just barely feel some strange energy and it felt like I was... being pulled. But that's it."
"I might be able to pull your memories back," Xavier stated. "It won't be easy, but it's possible."
"I don't think I'm ready for that, yet. I need a little more time to adjust. Every time I try to look for someone's aura or talk to someone telepathically, I keep getting very big headaches," she said with a frown.
"A telepath?" Jean asked.
"You're full of surprises," Gambit commented, half sincere, half monotone.
"I don't like to use it much, because sometimes when I do, it feels like I get hit with a ton of bricks. I still have a headache from last night," Lisa said sheepishly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The rest of the day passed pretty peacefully. Though, Lisa had practically vanished out of view of most, if not all, of the teachers. She and Mewtwo were in the library sitting next to each other on the floor, surrounded by a small pile of books. Mewtwo was reading some history books and Lisa was reading Sherlock Holmes.
"Ah, a great classic," Hank stated, wandering into the library and noticing Lisa's choice of book. He was often told that he should teach literature instead of science, but the school needed a science teacher more.
Lisa smiled and looked up at him. "Good morning, Mr. McCoy," Lisa greeted politely as she put a small sheet of paper she had doodled on inside the book for a bookmark.
"Good morning Miss Lisa," he greeted back. "You enjoy reading?"
"Just ignore him when he gets like this," a random kid who happened to be walking past told Lisa. "Once he starts talking about books, there's no telling when he'll stop."
Lisa decided to ignore the student instead, and she sat up and nodded. "Yup. Mewtwo enjoys it a lot too," she said, looking to the pokemon who was listening, but was more focused on keeping the book he was reading aloft in front of his face. Occasionally, the pages would turn on their own.
"You have a lot of interesting books here. Most of the ones back home are about pokemon," she said with a nod.
Hank nodded. "Here, we have all kinds of books: classics, more recent novels, and educational books." He glanced at the closest shelf. "Here's one of my favorites." He pulled a book off the shelf. "Though I wouldn't recommend it unless you have some knowledge of old English."
Lisa looked at the book curiously. Mewtwo looked up as well, holding the book normally now with his hand on the page he was on.
The cover of the book looked worn, but the words "A Midsummer Night's Dream" and "William Shakespeare" were still very much visible on the cover. "It's actually less of a book and more of a play, but it's a great piece of literature either way."
"I saw a play once, when I was really little," Lisa said seeming somewhat interested as she carefully took a look at the book.
Mewtwo seemed somewhat puzzled. [What is a play?]
"Well you know how movies are people acting out parts for films? Plays are sort of the same, but they take place on stages and often the effects are different. Like, on stage you can't have anything shiny because it would distract the actors and the audience. My mom also told me that the lighting will also affect the appearances of certain types of clothing."
"Very true," Hank stated. "Although, shininess could attract the audience's attention to an important object. For example, in many of Shakespeare's plays, the characters carry swords. A little action like slightly pulling a sword from the scabbard might go unnoticed, even though it accents a character's warning. However, if the sword was polished, it'd bring the audience's eyes to that one motion."
"The actors in plays don't get any retakes either, so they have to make sure they do everything right, otherwise it might mess up the story," she also explained. "And, I didn't know that," she said, looking to Hank.
Mewtwo blinked, still seeming lost. [Why do you have so many ways of story telling?] he said with a confused expression.
Lisa shrugged. "People like to express themselves in a lot of different ways. That's why people draw and sing, too..."
"Drawings, songs, movies, T.V., even some a lot of video games tell stories," Hank stated, shrugging. "Some people are better at getting their ideas across in some ways than others." He held the book out to Lisa. "Here, try reading it. If you get stuck on anything, feel free to ask me what it's trying to say."
Lisa nodded. "Okay," she said with a smile, taking the book from him.
Mewtwo sighed. [There are some cases where I feel like I'll never understand humans.]
"We don't really understand each other a lot of the time, so don't feel bad, Mewtwo," Lisa assured him.
"Try as we might, not everything about humans can be explained," Hank said. He turned his attention back to Lisa. "Shakespeare wrote three kinds of plays: tragedy, comedy, and historical. That particular one is a comedy."
"Sounds interesting," Lisa said with a smile. She offered it to Mewtwo for a second. "Want to take a look at it?"
Mewtwo took it carefully and flipped to the first page. [Interesting form of writing,] he commented, his tail swishing.
Hank got a slightly mischievous smile. "Don't even get me started on his structure of writing," he warned. "Maybe the others are right. Maybe I should be teaching a literature class."
He seemed to realize something. Looking at Mewtwo, he pointed out, "You seem well beyond the years of a human, yet, if you don't mind me saying, you seem a little... clueless about some subjects. I was wondering, why is that?"
Mewtwo blinked for a moment before frowning. [I'm a cloned pokemon; a clone of Mew to be more specific. I wasn't created with certain knowledge of things. Basic emotions like sadness and happiness as well as knowledge of humans were sort of left out,] he explained.
"How unusual for a clone to be so different than its original," Hank mused. "Sorry to be so inquisitive, but do you know why the people who cloned you left out those details?" Out with the literature teacher, in with the scientist.
Mewtwo frowned. [The one who paid for my creation apparently wanted me as a weapon. I do not remember much of my first days awake, though. Only a vague and powerful sense of anger,] he added.
"Why does that sound so familiar?" Hank said as more of a statement to himself than a question. "When will people realize that a living being can not be a weapon?"
[I do not know, but Lisa does not treat me that way, nor is she afraid of me like most others. To me right now that is what is important,] he said, looking over to his trainer who seemed sort of sleepy like she hadn't slept well. But she smiled and hugged Mewtwo.
Hank smiled. "Good," he said with a nod. He turned his attention to Lisa. "Need a rest?" he asked, noticing how sleepy she looked.
Lisa rubbed her eye and nodded. "I couldn't sleep. My telepathy was acting up," she said with a frown.
[After a point I blocked off the room from psychic energy and she feel asleep sometime close to 1 or 2 in the morning.]
"Would you like me to see if Xavier could put up a telepathy block?" Hank offered. "I don't know how yours was," he addressed Mewtwo, "but Xavier's wouldn't need to be maintained."
"I don't really want to bother him," Lisa said with a small frown.
"No trouble at all," Hank assured her. "Believe it or not, he has quite a bit of free time. Well, enough time as it would take to put up a barrier like that."
Lisa thought about it before nodding.
"Do you wish to speak to Xavier, or would you like me to?" Hank asked, standing up and stretching.
"I'd like to" Lisa said with a nod.
"In that case, unless you want me to accompany you, I'll head back to the science lab," Hank stated.
Lisa gave a nod. "Yes please," she said, carefully standing, shifting most of her weight to one leg
Hank nodded, leading the way towards the library doors. He looked back, noticing Lisa favoring one leg. "Is your ankle bothering you?" he asked.
"Yeah. I twisted it when that mutant dropped me the other day, and I hurt it this morning because I fell out of bed like a dork," she said with a sheepish grin.
"Are you wearing an ankle brace?" Hank asked, glancing at the hurt ankle.
"No," she said with a frown, shaking her head. "Usually when I sprain an ankle, I use my staff to help keep my balance sort of like a crutch."
"Well, since you don't have your staff, you should wear an ankle brace." Hank stated. "It'd cut down on the pain."
Lisa seemed puzzled by this and looked at her ankle. Though, when she got bumped into by another student, she had to shift her weight suddenly, and she fell anyway. "I'm okay," she said somewhat stubbornly as she sat up with a frown.
"An ankle brace would help alot," Hank said, offering to help her up.
Lisa took his help, frowning slightly. "Yeah, I guess it would," she said with a nod.
"I'll be right back with an ankle brace for you," Hank stated, quickly walking to the medical room.
Lisa nodded and she sat down again on the bean bag chair nearby, flopping backwards boredly.
"There you are!" Alyssa said, seemingly popping out of nowhere. In reality, she just blends into shadows extremely well. "I was wondering what happened to you."
Lisa smiled and waved to her. "I got carried off by someone named Quicksilver, but I managed to get away," she said with a nod, sitting up. "However, I twisted my ankle, so Mr. McCoy is getting me a brace for it."
"I guess I need to pay more attention in my hand-to-hand combat classes," Alyssa sighed. "Sorry I wasn't much help."
"Nah you were fine!" Lisa said with a smile. "I would have got hurt either way, but at least we're all safe, right?"
"Yep!" Alyssa replied with a little smile. "Although, now maybe the teachers will let me have a Danger Room session."
"Are you alright? I got a little worried when you got knocked out" Lisa said, looking up as Mewtwo returned.
"I'm fine. Just a bump," Alyssa replied. "Completely forgot it happened in the first place!" Little known fact about ferals: they all have some amount of quick healing, just some more than others. Alyssa's healing abilities aren't near as fast as Logan's, but it helps quite a bit
Lisa smiled. "That's good!" she said with a nod. "Oh, Alyssa, this is my friend, Mewtwo," she said, introducing the pokemon.
[Hello.]
"Uh, hello," she said, giving a wave. Despite the pokemon's appearance making her uneasy, she tried to be friendly. "Wait, he wasn't there during the fight, was he?"
[No, I was not,] he said, shaking his head and sitting down on the floor.
A shiver went up Alyssa's spine. "Sorry; I should be used to telepaths by now, what with the school being run by one," she apologized. She was actually fairly new to the mansion, having discovered her healing abilities and growing wings not very long ago.
[It's quite alright. Most humans back home are afraid of me as well,] he said with a nod.
"It's not that I'm scared; I'm just not quite used to everything around here," Alyssa assured Mewtwo.
Mewtwo gave a nod. [Lisa is a telepath, too,] he pointed out.
"Yeah, but... I can't really read minds. I mean, I'm starting to pick up a little on thoughts, but only at night when I'm trying to sleep," she said, rubbing her eyes. "It's never really happened before."
[It could be that your abilities are either growing or awakening. This dimension is a lot different from home. It could be possible that your true abilities are dormant from lack of use.]
"Not even going to try to understand what you just said," Alyssa stated. "Although, I don't know how telepaths are, but my powers were just there one day, and the same day my wings started to grow."
[Well, powers develop over time, so one's body can adjust to the changes. Usually these changes go unnoticed or even passed off as feeling unwell or some sort of sense of deja-vu. Then, when they get to the point where we cannot ignore the symptoms anymore, it feels like you are hit with a ton of bricks,] Mewtwo explained.
[It is my theory that Lisa is undergoing similar changes, but since she knows that she has telepathy and uses it when she feels the need to, the more intense changes are more noticeable to her at the present time.]
"Actually, my story was a quick version," Alyssa stated. "I have always been blind as a bat in the dark, but my sensitive hearing developed over time. It was my quick healing that was just there one day, and my wings are still growing." After she said this, she instantly wondered why she had. It's not like her to tell anyone every detail about her powers.
"I've had telepathy since I was 5. Now, it feels like I have to re-learn how to block out everything I don't want to hear," Lisa said with a frown, looking at Mewtwo expectantly.
[Sorry to say, I have not had the same problems adjusting, he said with a frown.]
"Probably because controlling everything is second nature to you," Lisa said with a sigh, flopping back on the bean bag. "I'm so tired of migraines."
"You should talk to Jean or Xavier," Alyssa stated. "They'd be able to help."
Hank finally returned, looking worn out and holding an ankle brace. "Sorry I took so long," he apologized. "One of the students decided to use his powers to play a game of keep-away." He held out the brace to Lisa, not expecting to need to help her put it on.
Lisa looked at the brace for a moment before sitting up and nodding. "It's alright," she said with a smile before taking it and putting it on carefully.
[That is actually where Lisa was going to go in a moment,] he said, looking over to Alyssa.
Lisa frowned at this. 'I really don't want to go by myself,' she said telepathically to Alyssa, obviously so that Hank wouldn't hear.
Alyssa let out a slight squeak, surprised at the sudden telepathic communication. 'I'll go with if you like,' she thought. She hoped Lisa could hear her - she hadn't telepathically responded to a telepath yet, so she wasn't sure what to do, exactly.
Lisa nodded to show that she heard and dropped the link. She started to stand up, Mewtwo helping to stabilize her until she was more confident on her feet with his telekinesis.
Hank raised an eyebrow, certain that there was something going on right then. "You set to see Xavier, then?" Hank asked.
"Mind if I come with?" Alyssa asked.
"Alright with me," Hank said, shrugging
Lisa nodded to Hank. "Yup I am," she said, starting to walk a little, though slowly so not to re-injure herself.
Hank led the way, once again, towards the library doors, with Alyssa keeping pace with Lisa.
Lisa followed, with Mewtwo at the rear of the group incase she fell again. Lisa, though, still seemed sort of nervous.
Hank went to knock on the door to Xavier's office, but before he could, a telepathic voice told him and the others to come in. He opened the door, waiting for Lisa and Alyssa to go in first.
Lisa went inside and she stayed near the door with her hands behind her back. She held a rather polite posture, despite standing slightly lop-sided because of her ankle.
Mewtwo was waiting outside as well.
Alyssa followed close behind, trying to look as polite as possible.
Xavier rolled his wheelchair out from behind his desk. 'Hank, you may leave. We'll be just fine. Thank you,' Xavier dismissed Hank, who nodded and walked off. "Having a bit of telepathy problems?" Xavier asked Lisa.
Lisa nodded slowly. "They're getting worse," she said with a frown.
"I could put up a telepathy block around your room. It'll still allow telepathic communication, but stray thoughts won't get in," Xavier explained. "It'll have to be temporary, though. Jean or I will give you regular lessons in blocking telepathy. As soon as you're able to block out thoughts, the block around your room goes down."
Lisa nodded. "I understand. I used to be able to block thoughts back home, but for some reason, I can't anymore," she said with a frown.
"There are a number of possible reasons for this," Xavier stated. "Sorry for the change of subject, but how would you like to enroll in our school for your stay?"
"Um..." Lisa seemed to think it over for a few moments before she nodded. "It sounds like a good idea."
"It'll be fun," Alyssa assured Lisa.
"I can work on setting up the blocks now, then tomorrow, come by before first period at 8:00 and I'll have your schedule ready," Xavier stated.
Lisa gave a nod. "Okay, but I should probably mention: my pokemon need a little bit of exercise everyday. Is there anywhere safe for this?"
"You and your smaller pokemon are free to use the danger room, as long as you have at least one or two teachers with you," Xavier said, thinking. "I'm not sure about Raikou and Bipin, though. They just might have to make do with the institute grounds. We do have quite a bit of space outside."
It was about this time, when Lisa was opening her mouth for a reply, that Mew flew past the door at top speed, squealing on the top of her tiny lungs.
Lisa frowned. "That is never a good sign."
A shout of "Get back here!" could be heard from down the hall as Logan was struggling to catch up with the quick little pokemon.
"What happened?" Alyssa asked, genuinely confused.
Lisa poked her head out the door as Logan ran past, and she looked at Alyssa. "I think someone let Mew near some markers while Logan was sleeping."
'Catch me if you can!' Mew squealed as she kept giving him the run around.
Logan was surprisingly starting to catch up with Mew. Starting. He let out a growl, not bothering to make a comeback. It didn't even look like he was getting tired.
Mew squealed in excitement. She shape shifted and took off running fast on all fours, as she had transformed into a medium-sized dog with large horns and bones adorning the outside of it's body and a devil tail.
Logan chased after, still not losing any speed. For someone with so much unnatural weight added to his bones, he has quite the endurance.
Sadly, it was about this time when Mew ran headlong into Scott Summers. He had been carrying a box of tests, and he had just rounded the corner. They both gave loud shouts when they collided. Mew fell out of her transformation and slid about three feet away, seeming dazed, and Scott was just starting to get up and pick up some of the tests that had flown out of the box.
"Got you," Logan said, picking Mew up somewhat roughly. "Do not draw on people while they're asleep," he scolded, claws threatening to slide out. He didn't even notice Scott.
'Ouch! You're hurting me; put me down!' Mew protested, squirming, trying to get loose of his grip.
"What are you doing to that cat?" Scott said, responding to Mew's pleas to be put down.
"She asked for it," Logan stated, shifting so that Scott couldn't see his graffiti'd-on face. "Will you promise not to draw on anyone, or do anything else for that matter, while they're asleep?" he asked the pokemon.
'Bye bye' Mew said with a giggle, teleporting out of his grip and taking off down the hall again.
Logan decided not to chace after Mew this time, exaustion catching up. He'll just have a bit of a chat with Lisa. AFTER he gets most of the marker off his face.
Scott seemed confused. "What was all that about." He said seeming puzzled as he went to pick up the rest of the tests he had to grade.
"Not now, Summers," Logan said, starting to walk off. There was no way he's going to let Scott, of all people, see what Mew had done, and it irritated him to no end that she had in the first place.
