"Strange Things Happen at Night"
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Waking up at midnight and having a difficult time going back to sleep, Davey got out of bed and made her way downstairs to the kitchen.
An annoying issue she had with her powers was that, since she had the DNA of an animal that was active during the night time, she always had a difficult time sleeping when it was dark out and it was an issue for her to be woken up in the morning.
Also, her eyesight was different than anyone else's.
When day transitioned into night, she wasn't able to tell since everything was always bright to her.
The night sky was a dark cerulean color instead of the black or an inky color that everyone else saw.
Making her way down into the kitchen, Davey then started searching for something to eat and then planned on going into the living room to watch TV.
As she started the popcorn, Davey's ears twitched when she heard someone sniffling as they walked near the kitchen.
Sniffing at the air, the weasel girl recognized the scent as one of the mutant children.
Maternal instincts kicking in, Davey rushed out of the kitchen and found a little girl with aqua blue hair and teal eyes crying softly.
"Lizzie? What are you doing out of bed?" Davey asked.
Head picking up, the little girl looked over at the teenager and walked over to her, arms held up.
"Davey!" She cried.
Kneeling, Davey welcomed the girl into an embrace and held her gentle, comforting the 8 year old child.
"What's wrong, Lizzie? Why are you crying?" Davey asked softly.
"I-I had a nightmare!" Lizzie sobbed.
Humming in understanding, Davey scooped the girl up and carried her into the kitchen, setting the girl down at the table.
She then made some hot chocolate and served it to the child to help calm her down.
As Lizzie sipped at her drink, Davey sat down beside her and gently carded her fingers through the child's tangled hair, hoping it helped to soothe her.
"So, what was your nightmare about?" Davey asked.
"It was about monsters. I don't know why, but I always dream 'bout them. Even when I keep wishing not to." Lizzie pouted sadly.
Smiling over the innocence of the child and wishing she could go back to those peaceful times of her childhood, Davey continued to comfort the little girl.
"Lizzie, tell me something. What is something that makes you happy when you think about it?" Davey questioned.
"Ponies! I love how cute they are and then they get so big and strong!" Lizzie exclaimed and spoke of the animal in excitement.
"I see. Well, Lizzie, this is what I want you to do. When I take you upstairs and tuck you into your bed, I want you to say; I will not dream of ponies." Davey instructed.
"What?" Lizzie asked in confusion.
"That's right. Don't think about cute, sweet, innocent, big eyed ponies running through fields and chasing after their mommies and chewing on your hats." Davey teased making Lizzie giggle.
"But why do I have to say that?" Lizzie asked.
"Because the mind is a tricky thing. When you don't want to think about something that upsets or unsettles you, your brain will make it happen anyway. That's why, instead of saying you don't want to think of bad things, you have to focus on not thinking of good things. That way, when you do dream, it won't be of monsters, it'll be of ponies or whatever other good thing that makes you happy." Davey explained.
"Brains are weird." Lizzie commented.
"Yes, they are. Now, repeat after me. I won't dream of ponies. I won't dream of ponies." Davey said.
As she repeated the phrase, she gave Lizzie an expectant look, telling her with her eyes that she wanted her to start the chant as well.
"I won't dream of ponies. I won't dream of ponies." Lizzie recited.
"That's it. Now, come on. Let's get you back to bed, okay?" Davey smiled.
"Okay." Lizzie nodded.
Rinsing out the mug and placing it in the sink, Davey then picked Lizzie up and settled her on her hip, carrying her up to her bedroom.
Opening the door to the room, Davey walked inside and glanced over at the other two little girls who shared the room and made sure that they were sleeping peacefully.
Walking over to the empty bed, Davey placed Lizzie on it and pulled the covers up over the child to tuck her in.
"There we are. Now, remember, keep saying those words. It'll keep the monsters from coming back." Davey whispered.
"Okay. Thanks, Davey." Lizzie nodded.
"Night, Lizzie." Davey smiled down at her.
Getting up, Davey then walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.
With the child taken care of, Davey then started to make her way back into the kitchen, but stopped when she heard someone cry out in pain.
Racing off down the halls, Davey melted into the shadows and was transported into Logan's bedroom.
What she saw made her gasp in horror.
Rogue was leaning over Logan and she was bleeding, choking for breath while the older mutant had his claws buried into her abdomen.
Logan was staring in horror, unable to comprehend what he had done and pulled his claws out of Rogue's body just as the people on the floor came rushing into the room to see what happened.
Reaching her hand up, Rogue touched Logan and he gasped in pain as veins appeared on his face, his energy being drained away while the stab wounds the girl had received began to heal.
Students who were woken up from the noise started piling into the room, staring at what was happening in shock.
Jean, Ororo and Scott all pushed their way into the room, watching as Rogue's wounds healed fully and she let go of Logan, watching in shock as he dropped onto the ground, convulsing before he fell unconscious.
Scott and Jean rushed over to Logan, wanting to check on him while Rogue slowly backed away, horrified by what she had done and upset that everyone now knew what her powers were.
Turning, Rogue rushed out of the room, making the students jump out of her way, not wanting to be touched.
Bobby and Willis, who were a part of the crowd, watched Rogue run off with worry showing in their eyes and hoped that the girl would be fine after what had happened tonight.
Watching Rogue run off, Davey quickly took off after the girl, wanting to make sure she was fine mentally.
Charles helpfully guided Davey to where Rogue was hiding in the library, silently sobbing to herself.
Slowly approaching the upset girl, Davey willed the shadows to cover her body in a thin layer and walked over to Rogue.
"Rogue, how are you feeling?" She asked.
Gasping in surprise, Rogue looked up with tears in her eyes and sniffled.
"I-I didn't mean to. I was just trying to wake him up." Rogue sobbed.
Feeling her heart ache for the girl, Davey sat down beside Rogue and wrapped her arms around her, pulling the girl into a hug and the brunette laid her head onto the weasel girl's chest, breathing in her scent of strawberries and honey.
"He'll be fine, Rogue. Logan has the power of regenerative cells. I also saw him stab you. If you didn't borrow his powers, then you would be dead right now. He'll understand that. Everyone else will, too." Davey told her.
"No they won't. I saw the way everyone looked at me. They're scared of me now." Rogue whimpered.
Tightening her embrace on the girl, Davey had the shadows rise up and brought them into her bedroom, finding a snoring Veemon resting in their bed.
Rogue obviously wouldn't feel comfortable sleeping in her room after what had happened and knew that she would also need someone to stay with her for the night.
"They'll learn to handle it. I mean, my powers are based on the control of shadows and darkness. I can even use the power of shadows to possess people and control their bodies. Everyone was scared of me at first, too, but then they got to know me. I promise you, Rogue, things will get better." Davey comforted.
Lifting her head up, Rogue looked into those caring brown eyes and felt herself relaxing against Davey.
"Come on, get into bed. You're staying with me tonight." Davey said.
Getting up, Davey scooped up Veemon into her arms and allowed Rogue to crawl under the covers, then tucked her in.
Safe in the other girl's bed, Rogue allowed herself to relax as she felt Davey running her fingers through her hair, soothing her back to sleep.
Soon enough, Rogue's breathing evened out and she was sleeping peacefully.
Satisfied with this, Davey then settled Veemon at the foot of the bed and took off through the shadows to where Logan was taken to be checked over.
She found Charles was the only one in the room with Logan, watching over his sleeping form.
"How is Rogue?" Charles asked as he held a hand out to the girl.
"I managed to get her back to sleep. She's staying in my room for the night." Davey explained as she placed her hand in Charles'.
"Good. As for Logan, he's fine. His energy was drained, but he's quickly recovering. Scott and the others are handling the students, making sure they all get back to sleep." Charles explained.
A few minutes later, Logan began to stir and the two mutants waited for the Canadian to awaken fully.
Slowly stepping up to the man's side, Davey gently reached out and traced Logan's face with the tips of her fingers, the warm touch making the creases in the man's face fade away.
"Logan, are you okay?" She asked softly.
Eyes snapping open, Logan stared up into the concerned face of Davey who slowly backed away, allowing him to sit up.
"What happened? Is she all right?" Logan demanded.
"Rogue's fine. She's sleeping in my room right now." Davey informed.
Logan let out a sigh of relief before he then looked over at Charles, knowing that the man would know what happened in his bedroom earlier.
"What did she do to me?" Logan asked the telepath.
"Whenever Rogue touches someone, she takes their energy, their life force. In the case of mutants, she absorbs their gifts for a short while. In your case, your ability to heal." Charles explained.
"So, in short, Rogue is a Siphon. She siphoned your powers because you accidentally stabbed her and would have bled to death if she didn't borrow your power to heal." Davey told Logan who glanced over at her.
Shocked over hearing how he almost killed the girl, Logan tried to shake off the disgust he felt over himself and trained his eyes back onto Davey, knowing that Rogue was becoming close friends with the girl.
"What was she doing in here anyways?" Logan asked.
"She said she was trying to wake you up. I guess you were having a nightmare. I think I'm gonna have to teach her never to touch someone or try to wake them up when they're having nightmares. They tend to wake up in a panic and attack whoever is close by." Davey was muttering to herself now.
"I don't even remember it." Logan said about the nightmare he had that caused him to attack Rogue.
"Don't let it bother you. The most important thing is that no one is hurt. Well, not anymore. Everyone is also safe and there's no need to worry." Davey said.
"Davia is right. It's late. Try to get back to sleep, Logan. We'll talk in the morning." Charles said.
Nodding since he knew he couldn't convince the old man to stay longer and ask more about the nightmare he had, curious to know if Charles knew anything about them, Logan allowed the duo to leave.
Using her powers once more, Davey dropped off Charles in his room and helped him climb into bed before she went back to her room, crawling into bed with Rogue and Veemon.
Her shadows still encased their mistress in a thin layer, keeping her safe from being siphoned by the girl she was sharing a bed with.
To be continued...