Chapter 11: Save a life, lose a life
(Moira MacTaggert)
"Moira." a voice spoke. She turned, startled to hear a voice come from the general direction of a comatose man.
"Moira, it's me." the man said, looking rather awake. She couldn't believe it! The voice sounded like…
"Charles?" she asked.
"Yes." he answered.
"Oh my God…" she whispered.
"Moira, listen to me. I can't stay in this body long. My clone, the one we created a couple years back, is it inhabitable?" he asked.
"Yes." she said.
"Okay. Take me to it." he said.
After helping him into a wheelchair, she took him down to the boiler room, approached a hidden entrance, and punched in the appropriate code, consequently opening the entrance to the secret room, and wheeled Charles toward his clone.
She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he examined it and approved. He placed his hand on the clone's head, and the ex-comatose patient became comatose again. The clone sat up, then stood, a little shaky, on legs never used. Moira smiled in awe.
"How do you feel?" she asked.
"It takes a little getting used to. Thank you for your help, Moira." Charles said.
'We'll see each other soon.' He added telepathically.
She watched him leave the hospital from the comatose patient's room. She watched him until she could no longer see him.
"Where is Charles Xavier?" a stern voice asked.
Moira jumped, startled, at the voice, and turned.
"Excuse me, Mr…"
"Jerection, Hugh."
"Mr. Jerection. You must have the wrong hospital." Moira said, feeling uneasy at the man's glare, digging into her like ice picks.
"I know who you are, Moira MacTaggert. I know you've been in contact with Charles Xavier very recently. Just be a good girl and tell me where he is, and you get to live." he said.
The proposition made her heart drop into her gut.
"I…" she trailed off and cleared her throat.
"I'm sorry, but he's not here." she said, wishing her voice didn't sound so pathetic.
"What a shame. You're such a beautiful woman." The man said, revealing his concealed weapon, fitted with a silencer. She had no time to react as he fired three times into her heart,