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And the title of this chapter comes form Shakespeare. It illustrates anticipation and anxiety.
Matt's heads snapped upward as frightened shoppers ran past. Tabby jumped out of her seat and grabbed one by the arm.
"What's going on?" she asked. The customer didn't have a chance to respond because a large piece of plaster fell from the ceiling and shattered on the floor. Matt looked upwards, the walls were cracking and the ceiling was falling apart. People ran horrified as they tried to shield themselves from the projectiles. Matt raised his hands and held the falling material in the air. The weight was incredible and pain began to cascade down his spine.
"Get out!" Tabitha screamed to the people who had stopped momentarily to stare. Matt fell to his knees as the more material from above began to drop. Tabby began throwing small bombs at people to scare them into running again. Kitty and Amara raced toward them.
Instantly Kitty began phasing people through the crumbling walls. Amara took a more direct plan and blew a hole in one of the walls big enough to escape through. Matt's shield was beginning to falter. Sweat dripped down onto his collar.
"Matt!" Tabby yelled. "Stop. Its too much!" She pulled at his arms but he would not relent. Perspiration dripped into his eyes. As the mall cleared, all three girls had to pull him to his feet and drag him outside. News crews had already assembled around the falling building and were talking to the mall's employees and walkers. The interviewees were waving excitedly and yelling. Kitty listened to one tell how a "brown haired young man kept the ceiling from collapsing on top of everyone." The reporter asked more questions but Kitty didn't stick around to listen. She grabbed Tabby and Amara and pulled Matt to his feet.
"Lets go!" she whispered. She phased them through a gate and they slumped behind a clump of bushes. Matt's eyes rolled around in their sockets as he slipped in and out of consciousness.
"What the hell is going on?" Boom Boom hissed.
"We need to get home." Amara said, staring at Matt's tall figure sprawled about the grass. Kitty's thoughts screamed out to the professor and it was mere seconds before he answered.
"He's like sending Logan with a van." She rasped. "Elevate his head." Tabby lifted Matt's head to her lap. Kitty poured some of her bottled water into his mouth and it slid down his throat but had no other affect. Tabby ripped off her over shirt and poured water onto it. She dabbed his head with the wet cloth but he didn't respond. Amara pressed her head against is chest. "He has a regular pulse." She said, trying to be of help. A few moments later Logan pulled the van up behind them and jogged over to them. He asked no questions and picked Matt up and laid him in the backseat.
Tabby sat with him as Logan sped down the road, but when she shrieked Logan's sensitive ears almost caused him to drive off the road.
"He's starting to turn silver!" Tabby said. That eerie silver light enveloped Matt's frame as he lay unconscious. Logan looked in the rear view mirror.
"Take the wheel half-pint." He grunted as he unbuckled and worked his way into the backseat.
"What?!" Kitty almost screamed. "Mr. Logan, I can't drive!" she said.
"Learn." He shot at her. Kitty frantically climbed into the driver's seat and slid her foot onto the gas pedal. The van lurched forward and began racing toward the institute. Amara prayed that there were no police around.
Careening around a corner Kitty nearly side swiped another car but pulled off at the last second. As they neared the institute Jean and Storm met them at the gate. Logan and Scott lifted Matt and carried him to the infirmary. The two men laid Matt on a bed where Hank had prepared an EEG scan. His large blue hands hooked tiny receivers to Matt's scalp and the green line on the monitor began to flick up and down. Xavier watched his young charge. Kurt and Rogue had come running when they heard what happened. Slowly the room began to fill with students until the professor broke his trance and made them leave.
Darkness fell around the mansion. Matt had made no improvement. Tabby had long since left his bedside, but one had come to watch over him. The figure waited patiently at his bedside. Her eyes gazing at his face. Calmly she took a wet rag and placed it on his forehead. Footsteps could be head stealing quietly down the hall. Another figure entered the room only to stop abruptly when they saw someone else at Matt's bed.
"Uh, sorry Storm, Ah didn't know anyone was here." Storm looked up from her position at Matt's side. She stood up, her hair flowing gracefully down to her side.
"Watch over him." She said. "Keep the rag cool." She placed a hand on Rogue's shoulder as she left. Rogue walked over and sat in the chair. Matt's eyes didn't do so much as flicker.
"Ah'm sorry." She said putting her hand on his. "Ah should have been there."
The sun peaked behind the mansion. As they got ready for school some of the students filed in to see Matt but he remained comatose. In reality Evan and Kurt spent more time with him than Tabby.
"What's with that?" Evan asked Scott as they strode down the hallway. Scott shrugged. "Everybody deals with it differently."
Logan paced the ground where half of the mall had been standing only a day ago. The earth was flawless, no ruptures, or rifts tore its face. He established the mind link with Xavier.
It wasn't Avalanche, there ain't any tears in the ground.
Alright, report again if you find anything.
Logan sniffed the air but no scent stood out among the thousands that mingled in his nostrils.
At Bayville High Rogue sat in the back tapping her pencil uninterestedly on her desk. Jean sat a few rows ahead of her.
Do you think it was the Brotherhood? Rogue asked silently.
No, I've been keeping track of Logan's mind link. It wasn't Avalanche. Both girls felt a twinge of anxiety. If it wasn't the Brotherhood who was it?
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