Ch.10

Hank.

The next few days were quite uneventful, we all fell back into routine as fast as always, and everything was just fine; but then it all fell apart when Charles got a letter from someone he knew for many years...Raven.

Charles called me into his office that day, interrupting my science class.

"is everything ok Charles?" I ask him when I saw the worry on his face.

"Raven wrote to me, she is fine but...I think you should read it" he said as he handed me a white envelope; it had nothing on it, no stamp or address, not to mention no return address.

"she was here!? how!? she didn't set off the security systems" just saying those words alarmed me. The only reason the system was in place was to protect the children, how can anyone just walk right in.

"it's Raven, you know how she did it" Charles new how I felt about her, I had confessed it to him after the Cuba incident. "I'll take over your classes for today"

I didn't wait, as soon as he said that I walked to my room, dreading what was in this envelope. I sat at my desk and began to read.

'Dearest Charles,

We haven't seen eachother for so long, and I do miss you but you know why I'm not there with you. Please do not try to find me after you read this, I am well and so is Magnito (we no longer call him Erik) but there is something you need to know.

While traveling the world we came upon a child with amazing power, we tried to recruit him but he would have none of it, the reason I write to you about it is because he is roaming the streets and unable to control his abilities. He lives close to you, I will send you directions on how to get to him.

Also, Charles if you could please tell Hank I miss him, he was a dear friend to me and not a day pass when I don't think of what happened to him.'

That is when we made the decision to find the boy.

According to the directions the boy really wasn't too far from us, the decision was for Charles and I to walk to him and it be just the two of us to not intimidate him, I wore my trench coat, hat, sunglasses, and gloves, the last thing this kid needed was to see a big animal coming at him.

We found him under a bridge, he had a stick as a fishing rod only no rope, and seemed to be in some sort of trance. When we got close to him Charles smiled and looked at me "he's a telepath, he seems to be using his mind to trick the fish under the stick...but how is he going to get them out?"

That's when he made the movement of reeling in a fishing line and a fish just floated out of the water, thrashing around.

"That's a nice catch" Charles said to the boy, at this point we were next to him, but not really too close since the boy was close to the water and Charles chair would get stuck in the mud.

"what do you want?"the boy answered, he looked to be twelve years old, had messy light brown hair and his clothes were tattered and old.

"just wanted to chat, what's your name?" Charles asked the boy

"none of your business" The boy answered, not looking in our direction "just go back the way you came from and leave me alone!" and he went back to fishing.

There was a long silence, but I could tell Charles was using his telepathy to talk in the boys' head. I hate when he does that, I'm always left there just standing and waiting.

"I don't care about your stupid school! I just want to be left alone!" as the boy was getting angry the air around us felt different, warmer and colder at the same time.

"very well then, we'll leave you alone Jake...but remember you don't have to live like this, we can help you" That's when Charles gave me the signal to give the boy , Jake, a card with our information.

When I approached him I crashed into what can only be described as an invisible wall, causing my hat and sunglasses to fall off of me.

"what are you?" Jake whispered.

"came to the school and find out" I told Jake and left the card on the grass, I knew the wall I didn't see and hit was made by him, meaning he wanted his distance.

Then we made our way back to the school.

"how long until he comes by?" I asked Charles while pushing his chair.

"give him time Hank, he'll come around eventually."