Chapter Four: Confrontation

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They found her in a restaurant that had a karaoke machine set up. She was singing a lively song, which greatly shocked all of them.

"Jean, are you sure that that's her?" Cyclops asked quietly.

"Yes, Scott. The Professor gave me the exact location, and that is her." Jean nodded affirmatively. While they were talking, Anya finished her song, and went to sit at a table, where she began to drink the coffee that she had ordered.

"Excuse me miss, but may I discuss something with you?" Beast asked, approaching her. She opened her left eye, which seemed cloudy for a moment, then cleared.

"Very well, fellow mutant. Sit." She gestured to a seat.

"Thank you." He sat down across from her, and smiled.

"What is it you wish to discuss?" She asked, sipping her coffee again.

"We wanna know why you're destroyin' everything." Wolverine said, coming over to stand by Beast. "'Cuz we don't like it."

Anya gazed at him for a long moment with an unreadable expression.

"Very well. I am purifying the world." She stated simply, as the other members of the X-men began to move near Beast.

"Might I inquire as to why you are doing that?" Beast asked lightly.

"I'll not say."

There was tense silence for a long moment following Anya's statement.

"Would you be interested in coming with us and discussing the matter with our mentor?" Beast asked gently.

"No." She stated.

"I'm afraid that I must insist." Beast said in pressing manner.

"No. I am not interested in any thing of the sort." She stood up. Wolverine growled and tensed, revealing his claws for battle.

"No, Wolverine. There are too many people here." Cyclops said warningly.

"Do you wish there to be less?" Anya asked, bringing all the X-men to a loss. Wolverine growled again.

"You bet I do."

"Wolverine, no!" Jean cried. But it was too late. With a cold smirk, a great swell of power was generated by Anya. The power pushed everything away. Buildings, people, anything. It was all sent flying away at an extremely fast rate. Soon, she stood in a perfectly flat and clear surface with the X-men. She had taken great care not to blow them away too.

"Are you satisfied?" She asked coolly. "I did as you requested."

"Save the civilians!" Cyclops commanded. The X-men scurried away, trying to help the people from wherever they had been buried. Except for Wolverine.

"Now we can fight." He growled.

"Very well. Attack me." She stood perfectly still, with her arms at her sides in harmless manner. He lunged at her with a guttural yell. He had been poised to slash her when he got that close, but he never did. His head impacted with an invisible wall, knocking him on to his back.

"She's telekinetic!" Jean cried from where she stood, helping a person out from under rubble. "That's how she's doing all this!"

"Very clever, but not entirely true." Anya said thoughtfully. "Though I suppose 'telekinetic' is just as good a word as any."

"Take her by force!" Cyclops commanded the X-men.

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Oooh, by force? What will be the result? Give me your guess in a review~!