Brody shifted nervously in his seat as he faced Professor Xavier. He was
nervous about actually having to talk about his personalities and what it
was like having them. What had sparked the Professor's curiosity was
beyond him, but Brody wasn't thrilled about the situation. He didn't want
to tell the Professor that he was starting to have more and more trouble
controlling and keeping the other personalities at bay. He especially
didn't want to mention that he was sure he had at least eight
subpersonalities and that more were emerging each week in groups of twos
and threes.
"How are you feeling this morning Brody?" Xavier questioned, finally breaking the silence that had shrouded the room.
"Still weak, a little tired, but otherwise okay." Brody replied.
*You forgot pathetically disgusting. How could you stand to sleep in the same bed with that...thing? It's all furry and...yuck!* Tracey, one of Brody's newest subpersonalities, snapped. He found it a little disturbing that he was starting to get female personalities. He had two and had a bad feeling he was going to get more.
Brody shifted in his seat and sighed. "Professor, are you able to hear what's going on in my head?"
"I try not to read into other's thoughts unless necessary." Xavier replied.
*He does! That fucker listens in to everything!* Walker, another new personality, exclaimed fiercely.
*Then I suppose he just heard you call him a fucker.* Skeptic commented.
*Like I give a fuck.*
"I have to admit, I've never dealt with someone with multiple personality disorder." The Professor said. "I'm actually quite curious."
Brody mentally yelled for all his personalities to shut up. Psycho and Walker simultaneously told him to fuck off, but all fell silent anyway.
"It's not all that interesting Professor." Brody commented. "I've done some reading about it to try and understand it myself."
"And what have you learned?"
"Well," Brody paused and thought for a moment. "I learned that most people with the disorder have at least thirteen or fourteen subpersonalities, not including the primary."
"How many do you have at this time?" Xavier asked.
"Around eight, maybe more." Brody said. "See, the thing about the personalities is there generally can be three kinds of relationships between the personalities. The first is mutually amnesic in which the personalities have no awareness of each other. None of my personalities are that way." He paused for a moment to let the older man absorb that information. "The second is mutually cognizant, each personality is aware of the others. They may even speak with each other. Most of my personalities are this way." He paused again. "The last is one-way amnesic in which a personality may be aware of the others, but they don't know about him. If I have any of this kind there's really no way for me to know."
Xavier mulled over this bit of information. He thought to himself that he really should have done a little reading on the subject as well. All the information the young boy was giving him was information he really should have known before their little meeting. He made a mental note to himself to do some research on his own so that in the next meeting he would be more informed.
"That means you could have more than eight personalities." Xavier commented.
"Professor, theoretically I could have hundreds of personalities that I don't know about." Brody replied. "I could have hundreds more waiting to appear. There have been cases of people with hundreds of subpersonalities."
Xavier had to think about that for a moment. The thought hadn't occurred to him that the young boy could have that number of personalities. Eight sounded tame compared to the possible hundreds. Those numbers of personalities could cause a huge problem for one's psyche. How could the boy hold on to any sense of "self" if he had more than one "self" to begin with.
"Brody, have you consider treatment for this disorder?" Xavier questioned.
The boy frowned. Unexpectedly he snarled and dug his fists into his temples. He grumbled something that was quite unrepeatable and gave Xavier the urge to repeat the no cussing rule of the Institute. Except, his thoughts were cut off as the boy sat up straight again and the Professor got the clear feeling that he was no longer dealing with Brody, but rather one of the subpersonalities. And a highly unfriendly one it seemed.
"What are you looking at baldy?" The boy snarled.
Xavier blinked and repressed the urge to scan the boy's mind. "May I ask who I'm talking to?"
"I'm Walker, not that it's any of your fuckin' business pal." Fangs were bared in an aggressive snarl.
"Walker, I'm not sure if you're aware, but there is a no cursing rule." Xavier said firmly.
"Fuck you and your rules." Walker snapped. "I ain't your fuckin' pet man. I do what I fuckin' please."
*Walker no! You'll get us kicked out of here!* Brody argued with the aggressive personality.
*Fuck this place.* Walker snapped.
*Fuck everything, right? You're like, such a pig.* June, the other female personality, snapped.
*You're a fuckin' slut.*
*Asshole.*
*Whore.*
*SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!* Psycho roared. *If I wasn't already crazy you'd certainly drive me there!*
Walker placed a sneer on his face and glared at Xavier with something akin to hate in his eyes. Xavier got a feeling that this personality probably hated everyone. He studied the boy, surprised at how much his whole body language changed when the other personality took over.
"Walker, can you tell me about yourself? What makes you different from Brody?" Xavier questioned. He cringed to himself, waiting for the inevitable cussing.
"I ain't a fuckin' pussy." Walker replied. "I hate his music, I hate his friends, and I especially hate his furry ass boyfriend. Most of all, I hate this fuckin' place."
Not off to a good start. Xavier concluded with a sigh. Obviously Walker was not going to be very helpful.
"Walker--." Xavier was cut off as Walker snarled again.
Pain riddled the boy's face. He curled over in his seat and swore viciously. Xavier wondered if it really did physically hurt when the personalities switched. He didn't get a chance to ponder the thought as the boy sat up in his seat again. Xavier was still sure he wasn't dealing with the primary personality, Brody.
"Not Walker, or Brody if you're wondering." The boy said. Xavier blinked at the noticeable voice change. Was this personality female?
"Who are you then? Tell me about yourself." Xavier urged.
"My name's, like, June. I'm an 18 year old young woman. I like shopping and grabbing cute boys' asses."
"No cussing." Xavier said off handedly.
"Sorry. It's, like, so hard not to cuss when I'm around it so much." June said. "Walker is like, such a fucking dick."
"Language."
"Sorry."
*Slut.* Walker hissed.
*Don't start that again.* Brody begged.
*Fuck you.*
Xavier sighed to himself. He was beginning to realize the sessions were going to be a lot more work than he had anticipated. He hadn't really expected having to deal with an anti-social and hateful personality, not to mention the female. There was so much more to learn than he thought.
"June, did it hurt when you took over?" Xavier questioned.
"No, why?"
"Because both times there has been a personality change there has been a pained look and a lot of cussing that goes with it."
June shrugged, absently. "Beats me. It's, like, not something we control, y'know?"
"I see." Xavier couldn't help but feel like he was having a conversation with Kitty. "So--."
There was another growl, more cussing, and another switch of personality before Xavier could finish his sentence. He blinked in surprise, though hid the emotion from his face. His first real experience with multiple personality disorder was shaping up to be very memorable.
"Brody?"
No, that's not right. Xavier mentally caught himself. There was still something different about the boy. The young mutant was sitting abnormally straight in his seat and his eyes held a kind of wisdom. He could tell this personality was older than any of the ones he had already met.
"No, my name is Toshi. I am a master of Ninjitsu."
Not for the first time in the past ten minutes Xavier was surprised. The other personalities had obviously been American, but the new one was obviously Japanese. Not only was he Japanese, but he was a ninja. More than that, this personality was obviously much older than the others.
"You are the Professor for Brody-kun?" Toshi asked respectfully.
"Yes." Xavier marveled at how Brody's voice even changed to sound Japanese.
"I have important thing to tell you." The Japanese personality said. "I must warn you of Kana. I am the only one that knows of him."
"Who is Kana?"
"Kana is my brother. He does not speak English. He is violent, dishonorable." Toshi said. "You must be careful. He is a master of Ninjitsu and very dangerous."
"Thank you for the warning Toshi." Xavier said.
"You are most welcome. I only wish there was more I could do."
"You've done more than you had to."
And then there was another change of personality. Xavier watched carefully, wondering if he was going to deal with another personality or if Brody was going to return. The boy sat up straight and gave Xavier a very tired, worn out look.
"Professor, may I go? I'm tired."
Xavier sighed in relief. It was Brody again, or a very Brody-like personality. "Yes, I think we've both had enough for today."
"Try living with that 24/7." Brody commented. He slid out of the chair and quickly made his way out of the room.
Xavier watched him go. He felt a certain amount of newfound respect for the boy. Anyone who went through that daily deserved it.
"How are you feeling this morning Brody?" Xavier questioned, finally breaking the silence that had shrouded the room.
"Still weak, a little tired, but otherwise okay." Brody replied.
*You forgot pathetically disgusting. How could you stand to sleep in the same bed with that...thing? It's all furry and...yuck!* Tracey, one of Brody's newest subpersonalities, snapped. He found it a little disturbing that he was starting to get female personalities. He had two and had a bad feeling he was going to get more.
Brody shifted in his seat and sighed. "Professor, are you able to hear what's going on in my head?"
"I try not to read into other's thoughts unless necessary." Xavier replied.
*He does! That fucker listens in to everything!* Walker, another new personality, exclaimed fiercely.
*Then I suppose he just heard you call him a fucker.* Skeptic commented.
*Like I give a fuck.*
"I have to admit, I've never dealt with someone with multiple personality disorder." The Professor said. "I'm actually quite curious."
Brody mentally yelled for all his personalities to shut up. Psycho and Walker simultaneously told him to fuck off, but all fell silent anyway.
"It's not all that interesting Professor." Brody commented. "I've done some reading about it to try and understand it myself."
"And what have you learned?"
"Well," Brody paused and thought for a moment. "I learned that most people with the disorder have at least thirteen or fourteen subpersonalities, not including the primary."
"How many do you have at this time?" Xavier asked.
"Around eight, maybe more." Brody said. "See, the thing about the personalities is there generally can be three kinds of relationships between the personalities. The first is mutually amnesic in which the personalities have no awareness of each other. None of my personalities are that way." He paused for a moment to let the older man absorb that information. "The second is mutually cognizant, each personality is aware of the others. They may even speak with each other. Most of my personalities are this way." He paused again. "The last is one-way amnesic in which a personality may be aware of the others, but they don't know about him. If I have any of this kind there's really no way for me to know."
Xavier mulled over this bit of information. He thought to himself that he really should have done a little reading on the subject as well. All the information the young boy was giving him was information he really should have known before their little meeting. He made a mental note to himself to do some research on his own so that in the next meeting he would be more informed.
"That means you could have more than eight personalities." Xavier commented.
"Professor, theoretically I could have hundreds of personalities that I don't know about." Brody replied. "I could have hundreds more waiting to appear. There have been cases of people with hundreds of subpersonalities."
Xavier had to think about that for a moment. The thought hadn't occurred to him that the young boy could have that number of personalities. Eight sounded tame compared to the possible hundreds. Those numbers of personalities could cause a huge problem for one's psyche. How could the boy hold on to any sense of "self" if he had more than one "self" to begin with.
"Brody, have you consider treatment for this disorder?" Xavier questioned.
The boy frowned. Unexpectedly he snarled and dug his fists into his temples. He grumbled something that was quite unrepeatable and gave Xavier the urge to repeat the no cussing rule of the Institute. Except, his thoughts were cut off as the boy sat up straight again and the Professor got the clear feeling that he was no longer dealing with Brody, but rather one of the subpersonalities. And a highly unfriendly one it seemed.
"What are you looking at baldy?" The boy snarled.
Xavier blinked and repressed the urge to scan the boy's mind. "May I ask who I'm talking to?"
"I'm Walker, not that it's any of your fuckin' business pal." Fangs were bared in an aggressive snarl.
"Walker, I'm not sure if you're aware, but there is a no cursing rule." Xavier said firmly.
"Fuck you and your rules." Walker snapped. "I ain't your fuckin' pet man. I do what I fuckin' please."
*Walker no! You'll get us kicked out of here!* Brody argued with the aggressive personality.
*Fuck this place.* Walker snapped.
*Fuck everything, right? You're like, such a pig.* June, the other female personality, snapped.
*You're a fuckin' slut.*
*Asshole.*
*Whore.*
*SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!* Psycho roared. *If I wasn't already crazy you'd certainly drive me there!*
Walker placed a sneer on his face and glared at Xavier with something akin to hate in his eyes. Xavier got a feeling that this personality probably hated everyone. He studied the boy, surprised at how much his whole body language changed when the other personality took over.
"Walker, can you tell me about yourself? What makes you different from Brody?" Xavier questioned. He cringed to himself, waiting for the inevitable cussing.
"I ain't a fuckin' pussy." Walker replied. "I hate his music, I hate his friends, and I especially hate his furry ass boyfriend. Most of all, I hate this fuckin' place."
Not off to a good start. Xavier concluded with a sigh. Obviously Walker was not going to be very helpful.
"Walker--." Xavier was cut off as Walker snarled again.
Pain riddled the boy's face. He curled over in his seat and swore viciously. Xavier wondered if it really did physically hurt when the personalities switched. He didn't get a chance to ponder the thought as the boy sat up in his seat again. Xavier was still sure he wasn't dealing with the primary personality, Brody.
"Not Walker, or Brody if you're wondering." The boy said. Xavier blinked at the noticeable voice change. Was this personality female?
"Who are you then? Tell me about yourself." Xavier urged.
"My name's, like, June. I'm an 18 year old young woman. I like shopping and grabbing cute boys' asses."
"No cussing." Xavier said off handedly.
"Sorry. It's, like, so hard not to cuss when I'm around it so much." June said. "Walker is like, such a fucking dick."
"Language."
"Sorry."
*Slut.* Walker hissed.
*Don't start that again.* Brody begged.
*Fuck you.*
Xavier sighed to himself. He was beginning to realize the sessions were going to be a lot more work than he had anticipated. He hadn't really expected having to deal with an anti-social and hateful personality, not to mention the female. There was so much more to learn than he thought.
"June, did it hurt when you took over?" Xavier questioned.
"No, why?"
"Because both times there has been a personality change there has been a pained look and a lot of cussing that goes with it."
June shrugged, absently. "Beats me. It's, like, not something we control, y'know?"
"I see." Xavier couldn't help but feel like he was having a conversation with Kitty. "So--."
There was another growl, more cussing, and another switch of personality before Xavier could finish his sentence. He blinked in surprise, though hid the emotion from his face. His first real experience with multiple personality disorder was shaping up to be very memorable.
"Brody?"
No, that's not right. Xavier mentally caught himself. There was still something different about the boy. The young mutant was sitting abnormally straight in his seat and his eyes held a kind of wisdom. He could tell this personality was older than any of the ones he had already met.
"No, my name is Toshi. I am a master of Ninjitsu."
Not for the first time in the past ten minutes Xavier was surprised. The other personalities had obviously been American, but the new one was obviously Japanese. Not only was he Japanese, but he was a ninja. More than that, this personality was obviously much older than the others.
"You are the Professor for Brody-kun?" Toshi asked respectfully.
"Yes." Xavier marveled at how Brody's voice even changed to sound Japanese.
"I have important thing to tell you." The Japanese personality said. "I must warn you of Kana. I am the only one that knows of him."
"Who is Kana?"
"Kana is my brother. He does not speak English. He is violent, dishonorable." Toshi said. "You must be careful. He is a master of Ninjitsu and very dangerous."
"Thank you for the warning Toshi." Xavier said.
"You are most welcome. I only wish there was more I could do."
"You've done more than you had to."
And then there was another change of personality. Xavier watched carefully, wondering if he was going to deal with another personality or if Brody was going to return. The boy sat up straight and gave Xavier a very tired, worn out look.
"Professor, may I go? I'm tired."
Xavier sighed in relief. It was Brody again, or a very Brody-like personality. "Yes, I think we've both had enough for today."
"Try living with that 24/7." Brody commented. He slid out of the chair and quickly made his way out of the room.
Xavier watched him go. He felt a certain amount of newfound respect for the boy. Anyone who went through that daily deserved it.