THE EYE OF THE STORM
"What happened?" Adam called as he greeted the two conscious figures that entered the lab, Emma in Shalimar's arms.
Natty had a nasty cut on her forehead that had bled quite a bit. The young woman had wiped it away with the back of her hand though, obviously not concerned for that right now.
Shalimar laid Emma on the bed, removing her jacket, wincing as she did so. Her arms were covered in tiny cuts, and Adam saw small shards of glass protruding from one or two of the wounds. He would have to see to that quickly.
Emma herself was unconscious, sporting a painful-looking bruise on the left side of her beautiful face.
"Jesse?" he inquired, indicating the bruise, retrieving a scanner from a tray beside the bed, and running it over Emma's face.
Shalimar nodded, seemingly out of breath. "Yeah. I didn't see it happen, but he went after her."
Adam sighed loudly, heavily. He activated the full scanner, and watched as it ran along the ceiling, performing a detailed scan of Emma as she lay on the bed. The results appeared on the wall screen, and Adam crossed over to inspect them.
Shalimar looked down at Emma, the guilt clear on her feminine features. "We never should have confronted them. They were so strong; their power was so. unbelievable. I've never seen them so strong. Claire had me at such a disadvantage."
Adam looked back from his scan results, and walked over to them, looking down at Emma. "Well, Jesse didn't hurt her too much. She has a mild concussion, but she'll be fine with some rest."
"Adam, what are we going to do? We'd lost the fight before it had even started," Shalimar said sadly, retrieving the ring from her jacket pocket, tossing the jacket aside afterwards. She handed the ring to Adam. "It's Claire's. She gave it to us, and she told us to tell you 'they don't work for you anymore', and to 'do your own dirty work'. Adam. they were so different."
"Let me guess; they were cruel, and sadistic," Adam offered with a grim expression, rubbing his eyes again.
Natty replied, "Yeah. Brennan didn't even seem to care that I was his cousin. or about anything really. He was ruthless."
Adam nodded.
"There's something else, Adam," Shalimar added, her tone alone telling him it was important.
He looked up to meet her gaze.
"Claire and Brennan, they." she hesitated, looking to Natasha. "They conjured up one hell of a storm. literally."
"What?" Adam asked, stunned.
"Within moments, they made an actual storm come out of nowhere. They joined hands, and Brennan conducted lightning right outta the sky. The thunder was so loud, it shook me inside."
Adam was shocked beyond words. "I've heard of theories where New Mutants could link their powers, but I've never actually heard of it actually happening." He looked Shalimar in the eye, and then Natty. "This is worse than I thought. If they've figured out how to do that, then there may be more they can discover about the intensity of their powers that not even I know about."
"Oh great," Shalimar grumbled sarcastically, and her voice caught. "So now you're saying that our friends might be the ones to tear us apart?"
Adam looked away from her for a moment, picking up a cloth with which to clean Shalimar's wounds, and mumbled, "That's exactly what I'm saying."
"What happened?" Adam called as he greeted the two conscious figures that entered the lab, Emma in Shalimar's arms.
Natty had a nasty cut on her forehead that had bled quite a bit. The young woman had wiped it away with the back of her hand though, obviously not concerned for that right now.
Shalimar laid Emma on the bed, removing her jacket, wincing as she did so. Her arms were covered in tiny cuts, and Adam saw small shards of glass protruding from one or two of the wounds. He would have to see to that quickly.
Emma herself was unconscious, sporting a painful-looking bruise on the left side of her beautiful face.
"Jesse?" he inquired, indicating the bruise, retrieving a scanner from a tray beside the bed, and running it over Emma's face.
Shalimar nodded, seemingly out of breath. "Yeah. I didn't see it happen, but he went after her."
Adam sighed loudly, heavily. He activated the full scanner, and watched as it ran along the ceiling, performing a detailed scan of Emma as she lay on the bed. The results appeared on the wall screen, and Adam crossed over to inspect them.
Shalimar looked down at Emma, the guilt clear on her feminine features. "We never should have confronted them. They were so strong; their power was so. unbelievable. I've never seen them so strong. Claire had me at such a disadvantage."
Adam looked back from his scan results, and walked over to them, looking down at Emma. "Well, Jesse didn't hurt her too much. She has a mild concussion, but she'll be fine with some rest."
"Adam, what are we going to do? We'd lost the fight before it had even started," Shalimar said sadly, retrieving the ring from her jacket pocket, tossing the jacket aside afterwards. She handed the ring to Adam. "It's Claire's. She gave it to us, and she told us to tell you 'they don't work for you anymore', and to 'do your own dirty work'. Adam. they were so different."
"Let me guess; they were cruel, and sadistic," Adam offered with a grim expression, rubbing his eyes again.
Natty replied, "Yeah. Brennan didn't even seem to care that I was his cousin. or about anything really. He was ruthless."
Adam nodded.
"There's something else, Adam," Shalimar added, her tone alone telling him it was important.
He looked up to meet her gaze.
"Claire and Brennan, they." she hesitated, looking to Natasha. "They conjured up one hell of a storm. literally."
"What?" Adam asked, stunned.
"Within moments, they made an actual storm come out of nowhere. They joined hands, and Brennan conducted lightning right outta the sky. The thunder was so loud, it shook me inside."
Adam was shocked beyond words. "I've heard of theories where New Mutants could link their powers, but I've never actually heard of it actually happening." He looked Shalimar in the eye, and then Natty. "This is worse than I thought. If they've figured out how to do that, then there may be more they can discover about the intensity of their powers that not even I know about."
"Oh great," Shalimar grumbled sarcastically, and her voice caught. "So now you're saying that our friends might be the ones to tear us apart?"
Adam looked away from her for a moment, picking up a cloth with which to clean Shalimar's wounds, and mumbled, "That's exactly what I'm saying."