I didn't forget about this one…I swear! Don't believe me? Yeah, if I was reading this, I wouldn't believe me either…I apologize, I didn't mean to let it go this long…but, I hope to continue it on a more regular and frequent basis=) Well, on with the tale…
Disclaimer: On my honor, I will try, to refrain from stealing any of the X-men evo. characters…but I can't promise anything ;-)
The adults in the room stood silent. Kitty stared hard from one to the other.
"Tell us what?" She repeated, more sternly this time. The Professor and Ororo looked at one another, exchanging unsure glances.
"Okay, you're like totally wigging me out here." Kitty, glanced at the figure sleeping in the bed, "What? Is it Kurt? He is going to be alright, right?" She asked frantically, a growing knot forming in her stomach.
"No, no, Kurt is going to be fine," Ororo said calmly in an attempt to soothe the girl, "We just, uh…Charles," she looked towards the Professor for help.
"Ororo, they were able to handle Mystique, I think they can handle this," the Professor said slowly as Kitty looked between the two, bewildered.
"Well, would somebody, like, tell me what's going on?!" The Professor looked at her and replied, "Yes, Kitty, if you would, please go to the rec. room and tell the others to stay where they are. We will be with them shortly."
Kitty gave them a skeptical look, but did as she was asked, turning and made her way to the others.
True to their word, both the Professor and the weather witch were in the in the presence of 5 anxious teenagers. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the elders. A thick blanket of silence draped over the room and the adolescents shifted uncomfortably in their seats.
"We have a confession…We haven't been totally honest with you about the cause of recent events." Ororo began, but allowed the Professor to continue.
"After Rogue's incident, I, with the aid of Cerebro, discovered the presence of a new mutant in Bayville. In fact, he attends your school. His name is Taylor Suirt."
"I knew it!" Kitty exclaimed, drawing amused glances from the others, "Well, not in the sense of, like, actually knowing, but I knew that that kid wasn't a run of the mill, average Joe!"
The others, ignoring Kitty's outburst, began asking the Professor questions, the two most popular of which were: "What is his power?" and "Why did you wait so long to tell us?!"
The Professor took their justified anger in stride and proceeded, after the bombard of questions ceased, to give his explanation.
"I am sorry that I waited so long to make you aware of this new danger. You proved your maturity in dealing with Mystique as your principal and I should have given you more credit than I did. I was wrong in attempting to keep this from you." The others, especially Scott, grew increasingly upset as the Professor's apology progress, but all contained their anger and comments, allowing the Professor to give a description of the mutant's powers.
The Professor took a deep breath and began, "The mutant's power is that he can take over your mind. He can rob a person of their free will, forcing them to do his bidding. The person has no control over their actions and, from what I have observed, has very little to no recollection of their actions while under Taylor's influence, if mental take over is total. In Kitty's case, I believe she was able to retain the memory of Kurt's actions because he either allowed her to, or he did not take over enough of her mind to block her memory. He has it within his power to kill…and as he actions indicate, he does not appear to mind exercising that power."
Taylor strolled down the street towards the house in which he and the other members of the BH resided, humming softly to himself, no song in particular. (AN…I just didn't feel like putting someone else in the disclaimer lol) As he turned the corner, he saw Toad and Pietro, standing, their figures half hidden behind a large group of tall bushes.
"Word," Taylor greeted them, continuously walking towards them. When he fully rounded the corner, he saw a person who, until then, had been hidden from Taylor's field of view by the bushes.
"Oh, I got a word for you," Lance growled, his voice dripping with anger, as he cracked his knuckles.
"Shit," Taylor muttered as he turned and sprinted in the complete opposite direction, not knowing, or caring, where he was going, Lance close behind.
'I may be too tired to control him, but I'm not too tired to run," Taylor thought as he glanced back at the gaining Lance, then tried to run faster, "Uh, maybe I should join the track team.'
Hey~
Well…how'd you like it? Good, bad…I need to know!…Again, I'm sooooo sorry for the late update…if you want a full explanation of my reasons, just look at my other stories, I'm too tired to write one right now =) hey, it is almost 1am…=) I'm bored, so I write =) Noooooo that wasn't a plug at all =) so, read, review, let me know that people are still out there, reading my fic =) thanx to all who review!
~Megan