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Authors Note- Thank you for the reviews, I'm still trying to work with the plot a little bit.
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Chapter Five- A Few Things in Common
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Under the bright lights of the lab, Cierra's marks looked much worse. She acted ashamed that Jean and Logan saw her that way. She sat on the edge of the examination table with a blanket over herself. Tiny wires extended from her to various machines and instruments, one being a heart monitor. Logan noticed how her heart rate increaed when Jean was closer to her, not him, just Jean.
" Cierra, I'm going to move the blanket off your back, just to see it".
Logan looked up at Jean, " I think I should leave for this" but the girl grabbed his wrist. He looked into her dark eyes, " or not".
Jean was barely touching her, but Cierra's nerves still rattled. Though it could have been his imagination, but Logan noticed how her skin was almost glowing as she was being examined. At one point, Jean was trying to use eye signals with telling Logan what she saw, and perhaps with the help of her power.
" Don't bother" Cierra said, " I know what's there, you don't have to hide it".
Jean kept watching Logan, " why do you have these-marks?'.
The heart reaced increased, " the heart rate" she whispered.
" Who's claws?" Jean looked at Logan, who gave an innocent glare.
Cierra's deep breaths were very coarse. " They're not like his" she referred to Logan, " or mine".
Logan turned ice cold, " y-you have, uh, claws, like fingernails?". Cierra pulled her hands away from his, crossing them across his chest. Six grey spikes, three on each hand, sprouted from her knuckles. It was possible they were a bit smaller than Logan's, but they were enough to scare him.
" It only hurts sometimes" she retracted them.
Before Logan could react- " Cierra, I'm going to take some X-rays, is that alright?" Jean asked, receiving a small nod in respoinse. He recognized the machine from when he first arrived, except this time, she was the one who went in. " She could be your daughter" Jean commented, placing her goggles on.
Logan did the same, " I wasn't lucky enough for that, at least, I don't think I was".
" It was a joke".
" What did you find in the scars?".
" Particles".
Logan glared at her, " particles?".
Jean nodded, " tiny particles of some kind of metal, I can't be sure right now. We need to find out what ' claws' did that".
" She's scared to tell, we can't force it out of her" he noticed that neither made a fuss over what just came out of the girls fingers.
" Your ' claws' are probably made out of the same thing".
He tore off his goggles, " what? You're accusing me of this?".
Jean gently removed hers, " no, not at all. I'm just saying- obviously, you're not the only one. Perhaps her attacker has the same power as you".
" Or the same basterds who made me a metal detectors best friend".
She switched off the machine, " but we don't know who ' they' are. If you can't remember, then maybe's there's not a chance that she could" she turned to Cierra, " I'm just going to take a small blood sample, then we're done".
Cierra was close enough to grab onto Logan again. As soon as the needle was pressed into her skin, she screamed. It was loud enough to rattle the lab and possibly the mansion. Just like as was seen before, her skin was now a bright shade of gold. Jean quickly removed the nedled. " No more needles!" Cierra screamed.
The noise must have been rather loud, that or Scott was already outside the lab before he came running in. " What's going on?" he yelled.
" No more needles!" Logan responded.
" Get the professor, now!" Jean ordered.
Logan reached around the screaing girl, placing a hand over the area of her back where the needle was injected, a liquid covered his hands. Examining it, it wasn't blood, it wasn't even red. The liquid leaking from her back, was a silver color.
Authors Note- Thank you for the reviews, I'm still trying to work with the plot a little bit.
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Chapter Five- A Few Things in Common
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Under the bright lights of the lab, Cierra's marks looked much worse. She acted ashamed that Jean and Logan saw her that way. She sat on the edge of the examination table with a blanket over herself. Tiny wires extended from her to various machines and instruments, one being a heart monitor. Logan noticed how her heart rate increaed when Jean was closer to her, not him, just Jean.
" Cierra, I'm going to move the blanket off your back, just to see it".
Logan looked up at Jean, " I think I should leave for this" but the girl grabbed his wrist. He looked into her dark eyes, " or not".
Jean was barely touching her, but Cierra's nerves still rattled. Though it could have been his imagination, but Logan noticed how her skin was almost glowing as she was being examined. At one point, Jean was trying to use eye signals with telling Logan what she saw, and perhaps with the help of her power.
" Don't bother" Cierra said, " I know what's there, you don't have to hide it".
Jean kept watching Logan, " why do you have these-marks?'.
The heart reaced increased, " the heart rate" she whispered.
" Who's claws?" Jean looked at Logan, who gave an innocent glare.
Cierra's deep breaths were very coarse. " They're not like his" she referred to Logan, " or mine".
Logan turned ice cold, " y-you have, uh, claws, like fingernails?". Cierra pulled her hands away from his, crossing them across his chest. Six grey spikes, three on each hand, sprouted from her knuckles. It was possible they were a bit smaller than Logan's, but they were enough to scare him.
" It only hurts sometimes" she retracted them.
Before Logan could react- " Cierra, I'm going to take some X-rays, is that alright?" Jean asked, receiving a small nod in respoinse. He recognized the machine from when he first arrived, except this time, she was the one who went in. " She could be your daughter" Jean commented, placing her goggles on.
Logan did the same, " I wasn't lucky enough for that, at least, I don't think I was".
" It was a joke".
" What did you find in the scars?".
" Particles".
Logan glared at her, " particles?".
Jean nodded, " tiny particles of some kind of metal, I can't be sure right now. We need to find out what ' claws' did that".
" She's scared to tell, we can't force it out of her" he noticed that neither made a fuss over what just came out of the girls fingers.
" Your ' claws' are probably made out of the same thing".
He tore off his goggles, " what? You're accusing me of this?".
Jean gently removed hers, " no, not at all. I'm just saying- obviously, you're not the only one. Perhaps her attacker has the same power as you".
" Or the same basterds who made me a metal detectors best friend".
She switched off the machine, " but we don't know who ' they' are. If you can't remember, then maybe's there's not a chance that she could" she turned to Cierra, " I'm just going to take a small blood sample, then we're done".
Cierra was close enough to grab onto Logan again. As soon as the needle was pressed into her skin, she screamed. It was loud enough to rattle the lab and possibly the mansion. Just like as was seen before, her skin was now a bright shade of gold. Jean quickly removed the nedled. " No more needles!" Cierra screamed.
The noise must have been rather loud, that or Scott was already outside the lab before he came running in. " What's going on?" he yelled.
" No more needles!" Logan responded.
" Get the professor, now!" Jean ordered.
Logan reached around the screaing girl, placing a hand over the area of her back where the needle was injected, a liquid covered his hands. Examining it, it wasn't blood, it wasn't even red. The liquid leaking from her back, was a silver color.