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Logan lowered his head "They don´t know yet... But Mathews died..." "Logan, I want you to go to the place where the accident happened and investigate it." "I´m going with him..." Scott talked, tension reflecting in his voice, bukt even so totaly cold. "Scott, I don´t know if this is a good idea". "I´m going Professor... Nothing are going to stop me". Normally Scott obeyed the Professor without question. But the urgency in his voice made Xavier see that he wouldn´t do this this time. "Fine Scott... You can go, but you will obey all Logan orderes, ok ?" And he didn´t even take his breakfast yet.
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Back one day. Friday morning. Fleming was waiting for the informations in a café near the White House. He was still in his flash back mode.
After his 'lousy first date', he took the inconscious mutant for his house. He tendered her wounds and cooked the dinner. When she woke up, her first reaction was panick. She tried to attack with her electrical bolts. But this time, Fleming was ready, wearing his old diving rubber clothe. The electricit almost didn´t affect him this time. The mutant tried to stand up but draw back, in agony, putting both hands in the head. She had a big bandage there.
"Calm down, sweet. You almost fractured your skull. You can´t move for some days". He offered her a plate soup. "Here, take it when it was warm".
She yanked her her head, looking at the wall. Total silence.
"Hablas Español ?"
Silence.
"Você fala português ?"
Silence.
"Parlez-vous français ?"
Ok... So she probaly just didn´t want answer.
"Listen girl... You aren´t my prisoner and you may live as soon as you could... I you leave your plate here anyway."
In the next two days pretty much the same. She didn´t talk and didn´t eat. In the firs time he tried to change her bandage, she tied eletroct him again. She had a killer headache as bonus. In the third day it was obvious that she was terrible hungry, but even so, she refused to eat.
"Please eat... It isn´t poisoned or something". He put a spoon ful of soup in his mouth.
She finally ate something. Suspicious, ready to fight, but too hungry to care. She finished, but keep glaring at Fleming...
"Hey girl, why don´t you show some gratitude ? Tell at least me your name..."
She lowered her head and for the first time she said something.
"Spark... My name is spark"
"Hey... You do talk !!! I was afraid that you are mute."
She actually smiled at it.
'Good Fleming... You just scored a hundred points now' She didn´t talk more. But that was a begining... In the night she talked again. "Why are you helping me ?" "Basically, because you needed..." "I am a mutant... You are a flat scan ! I thinked that the normal ones hated all the mutants". "Girl, I have hate enough in my life... Many normal people, if someone is really nornal, would hate you because you are different. Maybe even try to hurt or kill you because of it. But I have seen enough of this world to know that different aren´t always worst. And besides, blue is my favorite color". In this day they talked. Spark didn´t talk much about herself or from where she came. But she made a lot of questions. Sometimes she refered everything as "outside things" or "in the outside world". Fleming wondered how was the "inside world". In the next mornig, her wond was pretty much healed and she was feeling better. Time to go... "I think you are well enough to go back to your house... or wathever..." "I..." she lowered her head, obviously sad... I that moment, the front door was teared apart with an explosion. Four big shadows came in.
"Hello Mr. Fleming... I belive that this envelop is for you". The young agent interruped Fleming flashback.
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"So logan ?" Xavier was in his office, tired and worried. Hank, Storm, Scott and He had tried contact Jean all mornig without sucess. It was almost lunch time now, but nobody was thinking about eat. He told all the other studants to stay in the Institue. Everyone was trying to eavesdrop what was happenning inside the office. "It seems fool play to me, Charles. The Ducan´s car hit an tree full force and caught fire... But I couldn´t see any track of the tires near the tree. I picked a smell of Jean but she wasn´t nearby. There is too much people there to follow any track. And other thing, a I have a copy of the necropsy for you Hank. Take a look in the Ducan´s pictures." The big blue man examined with all atention. "Strange... One of his hands was severed, but the cut is almost cirurgical. As a big knife or sword had cut it out with just one blow... But they didn´t find any metal vestige. Even Wolverine´s claws left some vestige. I don´t think that a normal accidente could cause this..." "So, we can presume that smeone kidnapped Jean, killed Ducan and tried to make it look like an accident. We have to find her immediataly" Scott´s voice was terrible cold, but Xavier could felt his pain and fear. Wolverine starte to put one claw in and out. Xavier knowed that it wasn´t a good sign. This kind of nervous behaviour indicated that Logan was almost losing his control. The last time he did it, he send three men to the hospital... one never came out. "Logal I want you to organize a rescue group. Someone should go to Amanda´s house and contact Kurt, we will need him. I don´t want any studant alone outside the house.", Inside his head Xavier was in pain. He was terrible afraid of what could had happened. "At least, the things can not get worst..." he wispered. Someone knocked in the front door. "Or maybe they can..." Todd was in the door, with a tired and scared face.
Logan lowered his head "They don´t know yet... But Mathews died..." "Logan, I want you to go to the place where the accident happened and investigate it." "I´m going with him..." Scott talked, tension reflecting in his voice, bukt even so totaly cold. "Scott, I don´t know if this is a good idea". "I´m going Professor... Nothing are going to stop me". Normally Scott obeyed the Professor without question. But the urgency in his voice made Xavier see that he wouldn´t do this this time. "Fine Scott... You can go, but you will obey all Logan orderes, ok ?" And he didn´t even take his breakfast yet.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Back one day. Friday morning. Fleming was waiting for the informations in a café near the White House. He was still in his flash back mode.
After his 'lousy first date', he took the inconscious mutant for his house. He tendered her wounds and cooked the dinner. When she woke up, her first reaction was panick. She tried to attack with her electrical bolts. But this time, Fleming was ready, wearing his old diving rubber clothe. The electricit almost didn´t affect him this time. The mutant tried to stand up but draw back, in agony, putting both hands in the head. She had a big bandage there.
"Calm down, sweet. You almost fractured your skull. You can´t move for some days". He offered her a plate soup. "Here, take it when it was warm".
She yanked her her head, looking at the wall. Total silence.
"Hablas Español ?"
Silence.
"Você fala português ?"
Silence.
"Parlez-vous français ?"
Ok... So she probaly just didn´t want answer.
"Listen girl... You aren´t my prisoner and you may live as soon as you could... I you leave your plate here anyway."
In the next two days pretty much the same. She didn´t talk and didn´t eat. In the firs time he tried to change her bandage, she tied eletroct him again. She had a killer headache as bonus. In the third day it was obvious that she was terrible hungry, but even so, she refused to eat.
"Please eat... It isn´t poisoned or something". He put a spoon ful of soup in his mouth.
She finally ate something. Suspicious, ready to fight, but too hungry to care. She finished, but keep glaring at Fleming...
"Hey girl, why don´t you show some gratitude ? Tell at least me your name..."
She lowered her head and for the first time she said something.
"Spark... My name is spark"
"Hey... You do talk !!! I was afraid that you are mute."
She actually smiled at it.
'Good Fleming... You just scored a hundred points now' She didn´t talk more. But that was a begining... In the night she talked again. "Why are you helping me ?" "Basically, because you needed..." "I am a mutant... You are a flat scan ! I thinked that the normal ones hated all the mutants". "Girl, I have hate enough in my life... Many normal people, if someone is really nornal, would hate you because you are different. Maybe even try to hurt or kill you because of it. But I have seen enough of this world to know that different aren´t always worst. And besides, blue is my favorite color". In this day they talked. Spark didn´t talk much about herself or from where she came. But she made a lot of questions. Sometimes she refered everything as "outside things" or "in the outside world". Fleming wondered how was the "inside world". In the next mornig, her wond was pretty much healed and she was feeling better. Time to go... "I think you are well enough to go back to your house... or wathever..." "I..." she lowered her head, obviously sad... I that moment, the front door was teared apart with an explosion. Four big shadows came in.
"Hello Mr. Fleming... I belive that this envelop is for you". The young agent interruped Fleming flashback.
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"So logan ?" Xavier was in his office, tired and worried. Hank, Storm, Scott and He had tried contact Jean all mornig without sucess. It was almost lunch time now, but nobody was thinking about eat. He told all the other studants to stay in the Institue. Everyone was trying to eavesdrop what was happenning inside the office. "It seems fool play to me, Charles. The Ducan´s car hit an tree full force and caught fire... But I couldn´t see any track of the tires near the tree. I picked a smell of Jean but she wasn´t nearby. There is too much people there to follow any track. And other thing, a I have a copy of the necropsy for you Hank. Take a look in the Ducan´s pictures." The big blue man examined with all atention. "Strange... One of his hands was severed, but the cut is almost cirurgical. As a big knife or sword had cut it out with just one blow... But they didn´t find any metal vestige. Even Wolverine´s claws left some vestige. I don´t think that a normal accidente could cause this..." "So, we can presume that smeone kidnapped Jean, killed Ducan and tried to make it look like an accident. We have to find her immediataly" Scott´s voice was terrible cold, but Xavier could felt his pain and fear. Wolverine starte to put one claw in and out. Xavier knowed that it wasn´t a good sign. This kind of nervous behaviour indicated that Logan was almost losing his control. The last time he did it, he send three men to the hospital... one never came out. "Logal I want you to organize a rescue group. Someone should go to Amanda´s house and contact Kurt, we will need him. I don´t want any studant alone outside the house.", Inside his head Xavier was in pain. He was terrible afraid of what could had happened. "At least, the things can not get worst..." he wispered. Someone knocked in the front door. "Or maybe they can..." Todd was in the door, with a tired and scared face.