UNCERTAINTY

I DO NOT OWN any of the X-MEN™ or MARVEL™ characters.

John was awoken by Mya's tossing and mumbling on the table. Slowly and reluctantly, he sat up and opened his eyes allowing them to focus in the light. She groaned and tossed again, still with her eyes closed. As John came closer, he noticed that the lights on the metal device were flashing all sorts of colours now, in a fast and irregular pattern.

"Mya?" He touched her shoulder and she turned onto her side. John immediately grabbed the phone lying by the side of the table.

"John?" The voice on the other end was Jean's

"Something's happening to her, I don't know what's going on, just get here quick!" John put the phone down and held onto Mya tightly as she tossed about.

Suddenly, her eyes shot open and she turned to face him.

"DON'T!" She screamed before backing herself away from him.

"Mya, it's okay, it's me, John," he tried his best to calm her down but she pushed herself off the bed, the wires attached to her head snapping free as she hit the ground.

"Stay away from me, I won't do it!" Mya managed to back herself into one of the corners of the room. As she did, Jean, Scott and the Professor came charging into the lab.

"What happened?" Jean asked, stopping just in front of Mya, still shaking in the corner with the two circular pads stuck to her forehead.'

"The lights on the thing were flashing, and then she opened her eyes, jumped off the table and started screaming at me to stay away from her," John stood back and Jean and Scott moved in closer to her.

"I won't do it, they can't make me do it," Mya shook her head in her hands as she curled herself up tighter in the corner.

"It's okay Mya, we won't make you do anything you don't want to, we just want to help you, that's all." Mya looked up at the two with wells of years running down her face. She paused, with the emptiest of eyes staring up at them.

"I'm not a bad person," she breathed heavily as she shifted her focus towards John, who stood in behind with the Professor, more scared and worried than he thought he could ever be in his lifetime. Finally Scott leaped forward and grabbed hold of Mya's left arm with both hands, Jean followed grabbing onto the right. Mya didn't flinch, she simply sighed deeply and lowered her head allowing Jean and Scott to help her up off the ground and sit her carefully back up on the table.

"Mya?" The Professor finally got a chance to get close to her. He pulled up directly in front of her, having to look up just lightly. "Mya, can you hear me?" He waited for a reply, but she just sat blankly. John stood back and watched, anxious for her to do or say anything. "Mya, I'm going to try and read your mind, I'll need you to relax as much as possible, okay?" The Professor closed his eyes and raised his hands to her head. The scorpion on her neck clicked, and she screamed for him to stop, both of them seizing and falling backwards, Mya onto the table and the Professor into his chair.

"Professor?" Jean rushed to his aid while John hurried over to Mya, helping her to sit up on the table and holding her tightly in his arms as he stroked her tussled hair and carefully peeling the pads from her forehead. She breathed deeply and stared blankly into the space in front of her, both of them rocking back and forth.

"I'm not like that John, I'm not."

"I know you're not," John reassured her, squeezing her tighter, "I know Mya, it's gonna be okay."