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Chapter 4
Blink
Magneto's Lair (The Brotherhood Hide-out)
"So you got her?" Mystique inquired. This was more of a statement than a question because she was looking at the unconscious girl in Sabertooth's arms when she asked. Suddenly, a look of concentration and worry began to from on Mystique's face.
"She's not… is she?"
"Nah," Todd chuckled, "She ain't dead, she's just a bit out of it. I 'ad to knock 'er out to get 'er to come with us," he said proudly.
His smile disappeared when he saw the look on Creed's face.
"What?" he shot out in defence.
Sabertooth growled. "It was unnecessary. She was coming with us anyway. You only frightened the frail."
There was a silence, Mystique and Toad looked at each other, then at their team-mate in disbelief.
"I'll take her to her room," Creed finally broke the silence and walked away. Nobody stood in his way.
"So what do ya suppose's gotten inta him?" Toad asked Mystique, who just shrugged her shoulders in response.
A Log Cabin, somewhere in Canada, sometime later
It was late November. The first snow had just fallen several hours ago and a thick, white snow blanket covered everything in sight.
Logan stepped out on his front porch. He was wearing navy blue boxers and a smile, a cup of steaming coffee in one hand. Removing his cigar from his mouth with the other, he took a sip of the coffee. He then lowered the cup and took a deep breath of clean crisp winter air before sticking his stoogie back in his mouth.
Peace and Quiet. How he loved being left alone for a while. No worries, no hustle, no responsibilities, nothing. Just the quiet lifestyle of a loner. He loved it, this was his home.
Nevertheless, a long way away from his home, another home was calling him. It was the home that accepted him, helped him cope with his past and better understand his future. It was the home of his mentor Charles Xavier and his friend Rogue. It was calling him back.
During his journey through Canada, he found more questions than answers to the secret of his past, but the journey altogether wasn't useless, made him more confident about his future.
/There will be a time to go back home,/ he thought, /but this is not it, now is not the time, not yet./
He glanced at the beautiful wintry landscape in front of him one last time before going back into the cabin.
Time passed. Days flowed into weeks, weeks—into months, and so on. Xavier had already given up hope for Clarice. She was part of the Brotherhood now, and she wasn't part of it by force, she wanted to be part of it, right from the start. This made it even more difficult, if at all possible, for him to get her to switch sides.
After months of training with Sabertooth and the Brotherhood, Clarice had become Blink. She learned how to control and use her powers better, and gained confidence in using them. The only thing that she still refused to do was to use them against people or any other living creatures, and Sabertooth didn't pressure her to, since he knew and understood why she had made that decision.
Blink also learned various forms of martial arts and combat skills, mainly from Sabertooth. He helped her the most through her training, and he was the one that helped her discover several other talents of hers: the ability to charge objects with teleporting force and the ability to open portals by temporarily diminishing self-reconstructing space between two destinations. She was, truly, one of the most powerful mutants the Brotherhood had ever seen.
During her training, as Clarice's strength and confidence grew, so did her relationship with Victor. He was like a father to her, he was her mentor and cared for her right from the very start. He was the only person that was always there for her whenever she needed him.
Creed brought out the strength in her, and in return for his favour, she brought out the human in him. She loved him and let herself be loved by him. She gave him her love, and although she thought it wasn't much, in reality, it was more than he had ever had.