Danger Room sesh part two!


Chapter Nine

Evee joined the others in the Danger Room, drying herself off with a white fluffy towel Jean had given her. She offered Amy a small reassuring smile, but then noticed the singed clothing and glowered at the teachers. Amy had been hit at least twice as much as her, and looked like she was dropped down a hill. Danger Room was right.

"You girls both did very well with your first session," the Professor said. "There will be one last diagnostic session with you together, and then we will release you to the rest of your day. The other teachers and I will discuss and review the sessions and meet with you again next week to talk about the sessions and continue training. Once you can develop more control over your gifts, you will join the others for group sessions with your peers, in addition to your individual sessions."

Evee nodded, watching Amy out of the corner of her eye, who shuffled her feet, not meeting anyone's gaze. Evee turned to the teachers, standing confidently, to show Amy she had nothing to worry about. "Well, let's get this show started."

Jean took the towel back from Evee and they left the two girls alone, going back into the control room. Evee turned to Amy. "We got this."

Digital blue lines began to create buildings and streets. A city, it appeared. Not a big one, like New York. One with brick apartment buildings and old streets. Once again, there were no people. The streets were empty.

Evee heard a soft whirring behind her and whipped around to see a silver ball. Before the barrel could open, she snatched it and threw it against a brick wall. More whirring, three more spheres had appeared in its place. Evee grabbed Amy's arm. "Run!"

The two broke into a run, the spheres following behind. Evee reached inside to muster up that power she felt early, but there was nothing. Her power lay dormant as the two girls ran. Evee noticed a small alley coming up to their right and turned sharply. She pulled Amy out of the way just in time for a red laser to breeze past her. She heard Amy gasp and squeezed her hand.

The spheres had passed them in the alley, but only for a moment. They spun back until they were right in front of them. Evee felt her blood rushing as that familiar sensation came back to her. She smirked. There it is. Three red lasers shot out, and Evee held up her arms again, just as she did earlier, pushing the power out away from her. One of the balls went careening off and hit a building, and another was hit by its own laser. Evee grabbed Amy's hand and they ran past the remaining sphere.

Evee clenched her jaw and grunted to herself as she felt a sharp pain in her back as the remaining sphere shot out at her. She wished she hadn't left her sweatshirt behind, but at the same time, she didn't need another piece of clothing singed. The whirring grew louder, but Evee didn't look back. She she felt two more sharp pinches, and gathered more spheres had arrived.

We have to get out of here, Evee thought to herself. She turned to the first door and slammed into it. Of course it opened, because in virtual realities no one locked their doors. She slammed the door shut behind them, hoping to buy a little time to catch their breath.

Evee fought to keep that feeling of power, she didn't want to lose it for when the spheres found them. But just in case, she looked around for a weapon. There was a hall closet on the other side of the living room they were standing in. If Evee was lucky, there would be something in there she could use.

"Hold on," she said quietly to Amy, releasing her hand. She crossed the living room, feeling vulnerable in front of the large glass windows, and flung open the closet. Some jackets, hangars, a vacuum, and... an umbrella.

"Jackpot," Evee turned and grinned at Amy, who had followed her across the room. The moment was short-lived however, as five spheres burst through the living room, shattering the glass, barrels drawn. Five red beams of light shot out, aimed straight for Amy. Amy held her arms over her face, but instead of getting singed by lasers, she was shoved over onto the ground. Evee had pushed her out of the way, just in time to get hit by four of the lasers, the fifth burning a small hole in the wall behind her.

Evee clenched her jaw in anger; she could definitely feel her power now. She balled her hands into fists, the blood rushing through her veins, heart racing. She felt strong and powerful, and a moment later had destroyed three of the spheres. A half dozen more appeared in their place, but Evee wasn't ready to give up. She closed her eyes, trying to focus her power. She imagined shooting tendrils out into the spheres. She heard two explode and opened her eyes to the remaining six.

As the lasers shot out towards her, Evee dove towards the closet, six tiny holes burned into the wall. She grabbed the umbrella, gripping it tightly. Three of the spheres came forward, going after Amy, who sat up and had scooted herself back. Evee could sense her fear, but also was aware of the concentration. She was building her own power, but Evee feared it wasn't fast enough. She launched herself forward, half-sprinting, half-leaping towards the attacking spheres. She swung ferociously with the umbrella, smashing the spheres against the door.

She offered Amy a hand and pulled up. "You okay?"

Amy nodded and her eyes widened. Evee spun around and pushed open the umbrella, just in time for three lasers to singe the black cloth. Evee dropped the umbrella and reached for Amy's hand again, immediately leaching the fear from her. They each held up their free hand and focused their concentration into an attack. Amy's bright, scalding light shot out, followed by dark, smoky tendrils, destroying the last three spheres.

The room began to dissolve away into blue lines, which faded away into a blank white room. "We did it," Evee said breathlessly, almost in disbelief. She then turned to grin at Amy, whose face held various emotions, relief being one of them. A moment later, the doors opened, and the Professor, Storm, Scott, and Jean entered the room.

"Congratulations, you beat the simulation," Storm said. "If not using the most... conventional of methods."

Evee shrugged. "I wouldn't say attacking teenage girls with a bunch of lasers is exactly conventional, either."

Jean smirked, Storm did not look amused. "We'll meet after your classes on Monday for our next session," the Professor informed the girls.

Evee took that as her leave and gave a casual salute as she led Amy out of the room. The white halls were easier to maneuver than she thought they would be. The two girls made their way back to their room. They had about two hours before they were supposed to meet the others for their outing. Evee turned to Amy. "I'm going to hit the shower, rinse this virtual ocean scum off. Then we'll need to find something cute to wear. And don't even think about giving me any of that sass, you're going and that's the end of the discussion."

Evee grinned, as if Amy had actually said anything. She turned to head into the bathroom, but was interrupted.

"No one's ever had my back before."

Evee stopped and turned, hiding her surprise at Amy's first words spoken in days. She smiled in return, glad to hear that Amy was doing better - literally. She was about to leave, but stopped, looking over her shoulder. "And don't think I haven't noticed your face," she said before heading into the bathroom.

She flipped on the light and closed the door behind her. Evee had noticed that Amy's wounds were suddenly gone. At first she thought that perhaps it was part of Amy's power, but thinking back, that simply didn't make any sense. She figured it was a possibility that certain mutants may possess healing powers - but Amy hadn't healed at all during their time together. When they first met, her wrist was burned and her face was pretty beat up. The run-in in the sewer had left some marks on her neck, too. The burns from the Danger Room were still there. So someone else must have done it, Evee thought.

Evee took off her her wet clothes and stepped into the shower, turning on the faucet. Maybe one of the teachers healed her? she thought, as the warm water hit her skin. But that didn't make sense either. If any of the teachers had that ability, why wouldn't they have done it when the girls were in the hospital wing? Why wait? Maybe they wanted to make sure we were going to stick around? Or one of the other mutant students did it? Could shy, silent Amy have already made an actual friend?

Evee pulled her hair out of its ponytail, combing her fingers through it under the water. She figured she would let it go, for now. Since Amy seemed to be ready to start talking again, maybe she would tell her - in her own time, when she's ready. For now, Evee was going to make her shower a quick one so they could get ready to go out and have a chance to enjoy themselves.

Evee slipped on a black robe and wrapped her hair up in a white, fluffy towel. She quickly brushed her teeth and then rejoined Amy in their shared room. Amy was going through some of her clothes, deciding on what to wear.

"Shower's all yours," Evee said, crossing the room to her small dresser to start looking for something to wear. She noticed Amy had a couple of options laid out; some jeans, a dress, a couple shirts. Evee began looking through her clothes as she heard the shower turn on in the bathroom.