Serendipity Steps In
Sunday came and went. Psiclone still seemed fairly subdued all day. Well most of the day. Charles has asked her if she was okay so many times that she went out of her way to do something crazy that night. But even that wasn't quite up to her usual standard. Okay, it had been strange to see the kitchen table on top of the chairs but it really wasn't as crazy as usual. And Psiclone really couldn't explain any better than she just 'felt strange.'
Fortunately, it was about than that things started to look up. Call it fate, God, Serendipity, or whatever else you like, they really lucked out.
Monday morning Principal Kelly wanted to have a conference with Xavier. Logan decided to come too. It was a good thing he did..
Charles really wasn't paying much attention to Kelly's rambling. He was more concerned with preventing Psiclone from doing anything. He explained to her that she had to behave and not do anything strange, and she, so far, was being good. He probably shouldn't have worried; she was still sort of listless. Suddenly, the Professor found himself flooded with fear. It wasn't his, it was Psiclone's. To her credit nothing had broken yet.
/ Calm down! /
^He's here! ^
/Who's where? /
^Look out the window! ^
Charles took a glance out of the window. There was a man standing in the parking lot. For a second he didn't think anything of it. Then images started to roll through his head. It was of the lab. The man in the parking lot was in more than half the memories. It was the sadist Psiclone had talked about.
/He doesn't know you're here! I need a diversion! /
^A what? ^
Mental sigh. Then he showed her what a diversion was. A second later he heard the sound of broken glass. She must have broken a window. Kelly immediately excused himself.
They quickly filled Logan in. He could tell something was happening but not what. When he found out he swore under his breath. Charles telepathically told Psiclone not to use that word. "Okay, what's that..?"
"Language Logan."
"Whatever, what's he doing here?"
"I don't know but we need to find out! I can't leave here, it's too suspicious. You have to check it out. Can you do that without giving anything away?"
"Yeah, better have Psiclone keep in touch so she can warn me about him." He started to get up.
#I have a better idea. When Rogue and I put that make-up on you, we were able to transfer my mind from your head to hers and back again. If Logan doesn't mind, I can actually go with him. Maybe we can actually follow the creep back to the lab! #
Logan wasn't the most thrilled about having a telepath in his head but decided to ignore that for the time being. They had a lab to find! The actual transfer of Psiclone from the professor's head to Logan's wasn't that difficult. Leaving Charles to come up with an excuse for Kelly when he came back, Logan entered the parking lot looking for the guy. He saw him standing by a white car.
Logan walked nearer, trying to simultanesly figure out a good plan, and keep Psiclone calm. 'He doesn't know you're here! As far as he's concerned you're unconscious in a lab somewhere!'
^Then why is he here? ^
'I don't know, but we are going to find out!'
Logan walked by the guy watching him closely. Psiclone informed him that this... Creep, as she put it (watch your language when there's a telepath in your head.), name was Zwaan. His face was covered with scars and Psiclone said he was super-strong. Perhaps some of their earlier genetic engineering.
The two men eyed each other warily. Did the lab have records of the institute? Psiclone had heard of them and she had never left the lab. Now if only he could get near the car...
About then Wolverine dropped a pen he didn't realize he had been holding it rolled under the car. Wolverine had to stop himself from smiling. He casually bent over under Zwaan's car to pick up the pen and slip in a small tracking device. But first to be sure..
'You're sure this is Zwaan's car?'
^Positive. ^
'Did you make me drop the pen?'
^Yes. You wanted to get near the car... ^
'How'd you know?'
^You aren't a telepath. It's harder not to read your thoughts. ^
'Can you read Zwaan's mind without him knowing it?'
^No, I don't think I can. ^
'Alright, we'll just have to do this the hard way.' Logan (and Psiclone) mounted his motor cycle and drove by, stopping when they turned a corner and pulling out a small screen to show the tracking device. Now came the hard part. Waiting.
A.N. Okay, this chapter just won't get any longer. Zwaan is a character from 'Double Helix' the one I mentioned I might borrow. In the book he is described as having a really scarred face, getting a lot of pleasure from pain (even his own at times) and death, and being super- humanly strong. Don't worry. That's all you need to know about him.
Sunday came and went. Psiclone still seemed fairly subdued all day. Well most of the day. Charles has asked her if she was okay so many times that she went out of her way to do something crazy that night. But even that wasn't quite up to her usual standard. Okay, it had been strange to see the kitchen table on top of the chairs but it really wasn't as crazy as usual. And Psiclone really couldn't explain any better than she just 'felt strange.'
Fortunately, it was about than that things started to look up. Call it fate, God, Serendipity, or whatever else you like, they really lucked out.
Monday morning Principal Kelly wanted to have a conference with Xavier. Logan decided to come too. It was a good thing he did..
Charles really wasn't paying much attention to Kelly's rambling. He was more concerned with preventing Psiclone from doing anything. He explained to her that she had to behave and not do anything strange, and she, so far, was being good. He probably shouldn't have worried; she was still sort of listless. Suddenly, the Professor found himself flooded with fear. It wasn't his, it was Psiclone's. To her credit nothing had broken yet.
/ Calm down! /
^He's here! ^
/Who's where? /
^Look out the window! ^
Charles took a glance out of the window. There was a man standing in the parking lot. For a second he didn't think anything of it. Then images started to roll through his head. It was of the lab. The man in the parking lot was in more than half the memories. It was the sadist Psiclone had talked about.
/He doesn't know you're here! I need a diversion! /
^A what? ^
Mental sigh. Then he showed her what a diversion was. A second later he heard the sound of broken glass. She must have broken a window. Kelly immediately excused himself.
They quickly filled Logan in. He could tell something was happening but not what. When he found out he swore under his breath. Charles telepathically told Psiclone not to use that word. "Okay, what's that..?"
"Language Logan."
"Whatever, what's he doing here?"
"I don't know but we need to find out! I can't leave here, it's too suspicious. You have to check it out. Can you do that without giving anything away?"
"Yeah, better have Psiclone keep in touch so she can warn me about him." He started to get up.
#I have a better idea. When Rogue and I put that make-up on you, we were able to transfer my mind from your head to hers and back again. If Logan doesn't mind, I can actually go with him. Maybe we can actually follow the creep back to the lab! #
Logan wasn't the most thrilled about having a telepath in his head but decided to ignore that for the time being. They had a lab to find! The actual transfer of Psiclone from the professor's head to Logan's wasn't that difficult. Leaving Charles to come up with an excuse for Kelly when he came back, Logan entered the parking lot looking for the guy. He saw him standing by a white car.
Logan walked nearer, trying to simultanesly figure out a good plan, and keep Psiclone calm. 'He doesn't know you're here! As far as he's concerned you're unconscious in a lab somewhere!'
^Then why is he here? ^
'I don't know, but we are going to find out!'
Logan walked by the guy watching him closely. Psiclone informed him that this... Creep, as she put it (watch your language when there's a telepath in your head.), name was Zwaan. His face was covered with scars and Psiclone said he was super-strong. Perhaps some of their earlier genetic engineering.
The two men eyed each other warily. Did the lab have records of the institute? Psiclone had heard of them and she had never left the lab. Now if only he could get near the car...
About then Wolverine dropped a pen he didn't realize he had been holding it rolled under the car. Wolverine had to stop himself from smiling. He casually bent over under Zwaan's car to pick up the pen and slip in a small tracking device. But first to be sure..
'You're sure this is Zwaan's car?'
^Positive. ^
'Did you make me drop the pen?'
^Yes. You wanted to get near the car... ^
'How'd you know?'
^You aren't a telepath. It's harder not to read your thoughts. ^
'Can you read Zwaan's mind without him knowing it?'
^No, I don't think I can. ^
'Alright, we'll just have to do this the hard way.' Logan (and Psiclone) mounted his motor cycle and drove by, stopping when they turned a corner and pulling out a small screen to show the tracking device. Now came the hard part. Waiting.
A.N. Okay, this chapter just won't get any longer. Zwaan is a character from 'Double Helix' the one I mentioned I might borrow. In the book he is described as having a really scarred face, getting a lot of pleasure from pain (even his own at times) and death, and being super- humanly strong. Don't worry. That's all you need to know about him.