I had writer's block for a bit on this chapter, that's why it took pretty long to finish. *insert sweating emoji here* But it's here now and done! Hope you enjoy! :-D

Chapter 21: Sensory Overload

"I know you're in there."

"No, that's just a rumour."

"You know that I can come in whether you want me to or not."

"Go away. I might accidentally try to murder you."

"Oh, for…"

All I heard next was the sound of footsteps in my room as if someone had just entered without opening the door, which was obviously the case. I briefly glanced over to the door to see Kitty standing there, looking at me with her arms crossed. I threw my pillow over my head and groaned into the bedsheets. "I told you not to come in."

"And obviously I said to Hell with that order," Kitty retorted. I wasn't looking at her since I was face-planted on my bed, but her voice was serious. There was a second of silence in the room before Kitty sighed. "Look at me, Trin."

"You sound like my mom," I grumbled as I stubbornly turned around to sit up in the bed, facing her. I leaned back on the pillow that had been thrown over my head before, sitting up. I gave her one of those 'Okay-you-made-me-get-up-against-my-will-so-start-talking-before-I-change-my-mind' looks.

She took in a breath briefly before speaking. "Okay," she started, "so tell me what happened exactly."

"You were there, you know what happened," I retorted.

She rolled her eyes briefly but still kept a cool head. "I mean what happened with you. I was the one watching, you were the one doing. So I want to know your perspective. What made you…suddenly go on a rampage?"

I groaned and sunk a little deeper into the pillow I was leaning back on. "That's the thing…" I looked downwards. "I don't know. I just…after Bobby tried to take me by surprise…I guess, that little bit of irritation I had for his dumb 'mission' to avert my sense…it just grew along with my adrenaline all of a sudden…" I shrugged. "That's what it felt like, anyway. I don't know how else to explain it. I just became beyond angry with him, and I don't know why." I pulled my knees up to my chest, hugging them, still looking downwards.

Kitty took a second to process everything I had just said, now glancing at the floor slightly as if she was lost in thought. There was silence in the room for another few seconds. I looked back up at her when I realized she wasn't saying anything. "Are you gonna respond or what?"

She snapped to attention after I spoke. "So…you just suddenly snapped?" she clarified.

"Pretty much." I groaned. "I don't know how. I've never felt that kind of anger in my life, and over something so stupid! I literally was trying to murder him. I just…felt that anger."

"And you're totally calm now?"

"Well, calm isn't how I would describe myself right this moment, but I'm not angry anymore. I guess…I realized what I was doing once Storm came in and I got slammed against the wall." I paused. "When I hit my head."

Silence settled in the room again for another few seconds. "Uh, are you okay?" I asked cautiously after the silence became evident.

"Yeah," she replied quickly. "Just thinking about it…" Brief silence again. "I'm gotta go back and talk to them about this." She glanced at the clock. "It's getting a bit late, you should probably get some sleep now. You've been through a lot today."

I opened my mouth to object, but then stopped when I realize she's right. I'm exhausted. "Yeah, you're probably right," I said. "Just today, I fought against some common thugs, got accepted into the X-Men, got a headache so bad that I actually passed out, saved a girl from a burning building, and now fought Bobby for some reason. Not what you'd call a relaxing day."

Kitty nodded and smirked a tiny bit. "Better get used to it, because that's not too far off from what we call a normal day," she said sarcastically.

"You're kidding," I groaned. "Well, if that's the case, then F-M-L."

She chuckled softly. "Kidding. Well, I'll see ya tomorrow then. Take care of yourself." She began to walk towards the door until she stopped to observe the floor, noticing everything still out of place from earlier; everything sprawled randomly across the floor, furniture knocked over, the room still an utter mess from when I had unintentionally trashed it merely an hour or so ago. She walked up to the door, walking right through the knocked-over dresser on the ground rather than stepping over it, and stopped for a second. "And…you might wanna try cleaning up a bit," she added before phasing through the door, out of the room.

"Isn't that a bright idea," I muttered sarcastically once she was gone, lying back down on the bed to look up at the ceiling. Yes, it's the obvious thing to do at the moment, but the day's events have caught up to me now, and I just don't feel like doing anything that doesn't involve my head on a pillow, on top of a mattress, despite the fact that it's only around 8:30 PM. After a few seconds of realizing that I'm compelled to do it whether I want to or not, I slowly rolled off of the bed and got up on my feet, advancing first to the dresser that had been knocked over and lifting it back upright against the wall. I then begin to pick up the various items around the room, just tidying up the room to put it back to its original state.

Mindlessly cleaning up the room more or less gave me time to recollect my thoughts about everything—well, at least all of the weird things—that had happened just today. First there was the x-ray scan that Hank, Jean, and Kitty had acted strangely about, but apparently it was because the x-ray lenses had screwed up the results and confused them…Still feel that there's more to that story. That was after me and Kitty had held our own against those street thugs. Then there was that insane headache that was strong enough not only to make me pass out, but also screwed up my telekinesis and made me accidentally trash my room because of it. I don't even know how that happened. Then, of course, I had sensed that someone else was in danger, not danger directed to me, and used my telekinesis to fly to save them. I didn't think my danger sense was supposed to be strong enough to detect danger not directed towards me and from that far away from me…unless that girl's safety was connected to mine somehow and I don't know about it. And now, I felt indescribable anger that made me try to kill Bobby.

What the hell has happened to me today?

After about ten minutes, my room was back to looking normal—besides the small dent that had been left in the closet door, everything had been cleaned up and put back in place. Then after a quick shower to clean up from the remaining residue left from the fire and getting changed, I dove into bed the second I could, like I hadn't touched a bed in weeks, getting under the covers after flicking the light switch off telekinetically and taking off the exoskeleton leg. I was too exhausted to even bother rethinking everything again. I just closed my eyes and let myself drift off.

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Two cars. One at the side of the road, the front smashed in. The other tossed on its side in the ditch beside the road. The first car had a man in the driver's seat. Knocked out. The car in the ditch had a man in the driver's seat and a woman at shotgun. Both knocked out. That car began slipping slowly down the slight slope in the ditch, which lead down to a deep body of water below them. Any minute, that car could fall into the water and cause the two people in the car to drown.

I wake to the familiar tingling sensation in my head, and that's all I could see in my head. Two cars. One of them slowly slipping towards the waters with two people in it. I already knew what I had to do; in a matter of minutes, I'm out of bed, exoskeleton leg fastened on, newly-acquired costume on (minus the hoodie, since Kitty took it from me earlier for damage control), and ready for action. It didn't matter whether I actually wanted to be doing what I was doing or not; my danger sense controlled my actions. It was telling me what to do, taking control of my instincts, as it always did, making it like I just knew what I had to do by instinct.

Once I have everything on, I feel ready; without thinking, I walk over to the only window in my room, open it up fully, then pull myself up onto the ledge. Then, just like last time, I push my weight forward, and allowed myself to drop off of the ledge, three stories above the ground below. As I begin to fall, I telekinetically catch myself and lift myself up to stay suspended in the air, then shoot forwards, easily flying through the air using telekinesis. It came a lot easier than it did last time this happened—a mere few hours ago, to be exact—and I feel totally in control of the flight. I don't feel unsafe at all. I know what I'm doing. I keep shooting forward in the sky, flying, staying in control, the only thing on my mind being the vision I just received.

Suddenly, I feel the familiar tingling in my head again, but it's stronger—no, it's like a second danger sense, overlapping the one that's already happening; sensing two things at once. While still seeing the vision with the two cars, now I get flashes of something else— I see a young woman; maybe around college age; running for her life, out of breath, looking scared. Trailing behind her were a small group of men dressed in black. The woman ran for her life, clutching her purse with the men behind her in close pursuit.

I see two things at once in my head at once, the car slipping down the ditch and the woman being chased by muggers. Now my instincts are telling me to do two things at once; save the car crash victims, and save the woman being chased. Being pulled in two different directions, like the worst case of indecisiveness ever. My danger sense blaring in my head like an alarm clock that you can't turn off. It's supposed to control my actions and make me take the best course of action to avert danger; but now, it doesn't know what to do. Not when it's sensing two different dangers at once.

How is this happening?

I try to concentrate. Just concentrate. Focus on one of the two dangers. Get to it. Save one of them. But it's not working. I still sense two things at once, I still see the same two things going on in my head, and I still don't know what to do. Danger sense still pulling me in two different directions. Both the visions still flashing simultaneously in my head. I can't stop them. I don't know what to do. I can't concentrate.

I shut my eyes tightly. It hurts. Now it hurts. My head starts to feel like it's being ripped in two because of the indecisiveness. I can't concentrate on anything else. What do I do?!

I start to feel like I'm falling as I can't see anything else but the visions. It comes in alternating flashes. All I can do is cry out in agony from the pain. Then the visions start to change in event; the car with the unconscious people in it start to slip down further, ever so slowly. Then the woman being chased by muggers gets stopped at a dead end, then gets shoved to the ground. There's a shout coming from someone I can't see. Then what sounds like a gunshot.

I feel myself gasp and open my eyes. Nothing's in my head anymore. The visions have suddenly stopped. All I see now is the nightly darkness around me with only the stars in the sky and the street lights illuminating the area.

I observe my surroundings tenaciously and look around, starting to feel more and more confused. I'm not in the air anymore; I'm lying on the ground, in the middle of an open grassy field. I feel my fingers grip the soft grass, growing all around me. There's a stinging pain in my left arm. I roll up the sleeve, wincing in slight pain to see a large fresh new bruise running down the whole arm. Great. I must've fallen while I was busy sensing two dangers at once and cut off my flying. That explains how I felt like I was falling all of sudden. Thank God I didn't hit pavement.

Sensing two completely different dangers at once…

That all just happened so fast. How did that just happen? That has never happened before. Yes, there has been things like two or more darts coming at me at different directions and having to simultaneously dodge them. But sensing two scenarios in which people are involved that have nothing to do with me in completely different locations? No. And while I was flying; the danger sense isn't supposed to work as well while I'm using telekinesis, yet just now, I sensed two completely different hazards fully, enough to make me go insane and lose concentration of my flight. That shouldn't have been able to happen. It makes no sense. It couldn't have.

And how did it just stop? A wave of guilt starts to slowly wash over me upon realization of the last thing I saw in the vision with the woman being chased; a shout and a gunshot. That innocent woman could be dead now, and I saw it happen. I didn't do anything to stop it.

I feel myself staring into blank space, lost in thought. I had doubts before, but this pretty much proves it now—something weird has been going on with me today, with my powers and with myself in general. Too many unexplainable things have happened just today, and in a pattern, starting from when I—

I feel the tingling in my head again. Danger sense. Next thing I'm seeing is the same car with the two people in it, continuing to slowly slide closer and closer to the edge of the cliff. Now alert, I sigh and get back up to my feet, ignoring the stinging pain in my left arm. Gotta get back to action. I feel my previous thoughts leave my head as my danger sense causes me to focus on the task at hand. I'll have to think about all this later. I have this to do now.

Concentrating, I inhale as I feel myself being lifted off of the ground, climbing higher and higher in the air, until I'm telekinetically pushed forward, flying through the sky.

That wraps up chapter twenty-one! Thank you all as usual for reading and I hope you enjoyed! :-) I again apologize for taking long to upload chapters. School and my other hobbies, and life in general keeps me busy, and I really wish I could upload new chapters faster, but I'm doing the best I can. ;-) Hope y'all understand.

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