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Chappie Two

Once inside the jet known as the Blackbird, the girl still did not remove her soaking wet cloak. She sat quietly on the far side, away from Storm and Cyclops.

"You should put something dry on or at least remove your cloak," Scott told her.

"I am fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"What do you call yourself?"

"Vampiress," her answers were short but her voice was so mesmerizing that her rudeness was unnoticed. "Would you like to see with your own eyes?"

That's impossible!" Scott was thrown off by the sudden question.

"It is not impossible,"

Before anyone could move, Saleeya was behind him, her hands cupping his face. Scott felt the breath being sucked out of him and then nothing. He felt no odd sensations, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. Saleeya's fingers ran up his cheek to the visor over his eyes. She gently pried it loose.

"I need this more than you now," she whispered against his skin.

Reflexively, Scott shut his eyes as tight as possible. Then her hands were on his face again. She softly stroked his eyelids as she spoke.

"No, no. You must open you eyes. I am giving you this chance to see, not through special lenses, but through your eyes. Take this gift and return when you are done with it. You cannot force me to give it back, so accept it, at least for a little while."

Scott opened his eyes. Nothing happened. He looked at the console, controls, seats, everything, and nothing happened. Slowly, ever so slowly, he looked at Storm in astonishment. Only one word passed his lips.

"Whoa."