**Chapter Nine**
(Roswell New Mexico)
"Pyro," Mystique said as a fireball flew across the room.
"What?"
"Destroying the room doesn't help,"
"Look, I want your 'friend' to get here. I'm tired of waiting,"
"Well you're going to wait boy," she walked to thew window looking out. A few seconds later she felt her blond hair pulled back.
"Why do you do that?"
"Do what?" she pulled away.
"Stay in that form. You're beutiful in blue,"
"That's none of you business," she snapped back and walked to another room.
"Damn it!" he threw a fire ball out the window.
***
(next day at the school)
"What do you want me to do?" Lyric asked as she sat in a chair across from Jean.
"See that cup?" a cup of water floated to her.
"Yeah,"
"Bring the water out of it,"
"Okay," Lyric placed a hand above the glass and concentrated. A small ball of water floated above it. "Wow."
"That's good,"
"I've done this before,"
"Really?"
"Yesterday. Then a picture formed," the same picture of Sierra drowning appeared.
"That picture?" when Jean said the words the picture faded and the ball dropped splashing.
"I'm sorry," Lyric said trying wipe the water
"Its okay. I know what your going through,"
"How do you know?"
"When I was ten my best friend died in my arms,"
"But that wasn't your fault. Because of me Sierra...she's-" Lyric gripped the arms of the chair. A familar pain returned to her head. "Get down."
"What?"
"Trust me,"
The throbbing pain from her head released. When this happened Jean ducked under the table. THe sound hit the wall which was no more than 13feet from Lyric and bounced back. An image of the wall and Jean under the table ran through her head. The sound caused Lyric to fly across the room and hit the other wall.
**Chapter Ten**
(1 hour later)
Lyric's eyes shot opened as her mind played back what had happened.
"Shh. Its okay," she felt a warm, strong hand go over hers.
"Scott?"
"Yeah, I'm here,"
"Jean. Where is she? Is she okay?"
"She's fine. She managed to put up a mental block,"
Lyric felt two tear drops escape her eyes and role down her cheeks. "Hey, she's fine."
"But if she got hurt... it would've been my fault!" she buried her face in her hands.
"Lyric," he placed his finger tips on her cheek and gently pulled her face to him. "Don't cry. It's not your fault-"
"Scott, anytime I think of Sierra I get that pain and that thing, that noise comes out. I get an image and the force..." more tears rolled off her face.
"Come here," he pulled her to him. She rested her head on his chest. He could feel her tear drops seep through his shirt. "Its okay." he stroked her hair as she sobbed into his chest.
**Chapter Eleven**
(later that day)
"Put up another set," Remy said to Bobby.
Bobby walked to the fence placing a hand above it. A line of six ice figures popped up on the fence. He then walked back to where Remy, Jubilee and Rogue were standing.
Remy picked up six rocks.
"Remy, can I try?" Jubilee asked.
"Sure,"
Jubilee walked ot the standing point where Remy had been. She pointed her hand to the first figure. A bean of asorted lights(fireworks) hit it and shattered it.
"Do you know what happened to Lyric?" Bobby asked Rogue.
"No. Something happened?"
"Remy said he saw Jean wheeling her to the lower levels,"
"I hope she's alright,"
***
(Flight 123 To Westchester New York)
"Would you like a drink Miss?" a flight attenedant asked Raven(Mystique).
"No. Thank you. John?"
"No,"
"I'm James, if you need anything just ask,"
"Thank you," James walked away. "Happy humans make me sick." Raven slunked back into the chair.
"Is your friend meeting us?"
"FOr the last time yes,"
(Roswell New Mexico)
"Pyro," Mystique said as a fireball flew across the room.
"What?"
"Destroying the room doesn't help,"
"Look, I want your 'friend' to get here. I'm tired of waiting,"
"Well you're going to wait boy," she walked to thew window looking out. A few seconds later she felt her blond hair pulled back.
"Why do you do that?"
"Do what?" she pulled away.
"Stay in that form. You're beutiful in blue,"
"That's none of you business," she snapped back and walked to another room.
"Damn it!" he threw a fire ball out the window.
***
(next day at the school)
"What do you want me to do?" Lyric asked as she sat in a chair across from Jean.
"See that cup?" a cup of water floated to her.
"Yeah,"
"Bring the water out of it,"
"Okay," Lyric placed a hand above the glass and concentrated. A small ball of water floated above it. "Wow."
"That's good,"
"I've done this before,"
"Really?"
"Yesterday. Then a picture formed," the same picture of Sierra drowning appeared.
"That picture?" when Jean said the words the picture faded and the ball dropped splashing.
"I'm sorry," Lyric said trying wipe the water
"Its okay. I know what your going through,"
"How do you know?"
"When I was ten my best friend died in my arms,"
"But that wasn't your fault. Because of me Sierra...she's-" Lyric gripped the arms of the chair. A familar pain returned to her head. "Get down."
"What?"
"Trust me,"
The throbbing pain from her head released. When this happened Jean ducked under the table. THe sound hit the wall which was no more than 13feet from Lyric and bounced back. An image of the wall and Jean under the table ran through her head. The sound caused Lyric to fly across the room and hit the other wall.
**Chapter Ten**
(1 hour later)
Lyric's eyes shot opened as her mind played back what had happened.
"Shh. Its okay," she felt a warm, strong hand go over hers.
"Scott?"
"Yeah, I'm here,"
"Jean. Where is she? Is she okay?"
"She's fine. She managed to put up a mental block,"
Lyric felt two tear drops escape her eyes and role down her cheeks. "Hey, she's fine."
"But if she got hurt... it would've been my fault!" she buried her face in her hands.
"Lyric," he placed his finger tips on her cheek and gently pulled her face to him. "Don't cry. It's not your fault-"
"Scott, anytime I think of Sierra I get that pain and that thing, that noise comes out. I get an image and the force..." more tears rolled off her face.
"Come here," he pulled her to him. She rested her head on his chest. He could feel her tear drops seep through his shirt. "Its okay." he stroked her hair as she sobbed into his chest.
**Chapter Eleven**
(later that day)
"Put up another set," Remy said to Bobby.
Bobby walked to the fence placing a hand above it. A line of six ice figures popped up on the fence. He then walked back to where Remy, Jubilee and Rogue were standing.
Remy picked up six rocks.
"Remy, can I try?" Jubilee asked.
"Sure,"
Jubilee walked ot the standing point where Remy had been. She pointed her hand to the first figure. A bean of asorted lights(fireworks) hit it and shattered it.
"Do you know what happened to Lyric?" Bobby asked Rogue.
"No. Something happened?"
"Remy said he saw Jean wheeling her to the lower levels,"
"I hope she's alright,"
***
(Flight 123 To Westchester New York)
"Would you like a drink Miss?" a flight attenedant asked Raven(Mystique).
"No. Thank you. John?"
"No,"
"I'm James, if you need anything just ask,"
"Thank you," James walked away. "Happy humans make me sick." Raven slunked back into the chair.
"Is your friend meeting us?"
"FOr the last time yes,"