Chapter 9
Logan's Talk
Logan snapped out of his memory and was back in the conference room. He looked around and saw questions flit across everyone's faces. Even he had a couple of questions about Mack. "I was wondering... what's wrong with her eyes?" Bobby remarked. He had noticed that the very time she had come into the plane hangar. Her eyes still had a pupil, an almost feline pupil at that, but her iris was so light that it looked off white, contrasting very little between the completely white sclera. "Mack had a very bad case of being nearsighted, but that is not why her eyes are that way.When she uses her powers they change color depending on what element she is using. Bright red for Fire, grey for Air, blue for Water, and a dark green for Earth." Xavier answered. "Ah. That explains why the iris looks so mixed. When she doesn't use her powers they are diluted." Beast murmured, lost in his scientific thoughts. "If she has such bad eyesight than why can she see so well and how can she fight properly?" asked Rogue. "I believe she used her powers when she first got them to manipulate her eyesight into being clearer than a hawk's. She could have changed the iris, but she felt no need to. Her pupil, I believe from what she told me, turned that way when her instincts grew into something more solid, like Logan and Wolverine. Except with Mack, she and the 'beast' share consciousness. They co-operate, compromise." answered the Professor. "How could she do that? Change her eyesight, that is?" Warren remarked to himself. "As I said. Mack is very powerful. Not to mention intelligent. She will eventually gain complete control over her powers, and the possibilities are endless." Xavier sighed and rubbed his temples. "Find out about her and be open with her also. She could prove a very useful friend, and is willing to be your teammate in the X-men. For now she will learn, but later she can become a strong ally. This meeting is over. Have a good day." Xavier ended. Everyone left, except Logan. "Logan, please sit down." Xavier gestured to a seat beside him. Logan sighed again and sat in the chair next to the professor. "I'm sorry 'bout what I did Charles." Logan began. "You didn't feel that way while doing it Logan. But I actually am glad that you practiced with Mack. I am disappointed that you allowed yourself to cut her, even though she healed herself." "I know, I lost myself. It won't happen again." "I'm glad it won't Logan. But I think it would be good for her to train with you. Ororo, Piotr, and many others will be training her, but you will spend the better part of the day with her. She understands you and knows many techniques that you do. Who knows, she might even teach you something." Xavier explained. He started for the door. "Wait just a minute Charlie. What am I supposed to teach the girl? She know just as much as I do!" Logan called out. "Give her ideas, let her know about yourself. Teach her to use her claws." Xavier answered back, his voice getting softer as he exited the room. "Wait...her CLAWS?!" Logan shouted down the hall, running out into the hallway. Xavier chuckled in Logan's brain. You'll soon find out you aren't the only one with claws and a temper. Xavier commented. Logan stood dumbfounded in the hallway until he could push away the shock and walk to his bedroom.