I will kill the person who gave my sister a saxophone and told her to learn
in her school's music class. A SAXOPHONE. After the drums in her room, I
didn't think it could get worst. -_-
So . . . happy Halloween everyone. I dressed up as 'Samara' (the girl in The Ring) and everyone was spooked because I really looked like her a lot. I went to a small rock show and I went trick-or-treating on the rich part of town where they gave us lots of candy. It was raining but the temperature was great.
So... My Reviewers!
Tigereyes9: *sniff* less than one year to go and I'll get my licence to kil- euh, drive. Hey, where did Shade go???
Lily: Burned? 0_0 The book got burned??? . . . well, Nathan gets back into the picture in this chapter!
The Griffin: well, in a pretty vague way, Nate has the ability to create stuff by using people's mind and making them believe that what he created is actually real. (-_-?) But as you saw in the last chapter, the X-Gene is not correctly sited in him, so... things are going to change.
Cassie3000: Yeah, Alexander is one of my OCs and Xavier and he are not pals (you'll discover why later). The kids that are with him, however, are not his. They're just mutants he takes care of. Sort of like a godfather.
I'm introducing Elisabeth Braddock! Yay! I'm happy! If you don't know who she is, you'll meet her!
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Chapter 8: Betsy Braddock's Help
"X-Men, I would like you to meet Elisabeth -Betsy- Braddock," the professor said, followed by a smiling Asian woman with long black/purple hair and fair skin. She was wearing a white blouse on top of which was a dark blue jacket and matching pants.
"She will now be working with us," the professor continued, watching all of his X-Men: Cyclops, Storm, Wolverine, Beast, Nightcrawler, Rogue, Iceman, Jubilee and Shadowcat.
They were in the meeting room of the lower levels, sitting in front of a large illuminated board on which pictures were clipped. The professor nodded to Betsy and she walked forward, showing them three snapshots.
"Alexander Crown, Lika Skye and Amber Sinclair," she said, sounding like a professional detective. "Three of the main recruits of another mutant group, not quite similar to yours. The professor needs you to keep a watchful eye on them, and I tell you, do not underestimate them at all."
"They seemed to know you, professor," Rogue said, crossing her arms, evidently waiting for an explanation turning away from the board.
"Yes, I do know them," the professor said. "I asked some of them to join the school a while after Scott, Jean and Ororo arrived here, but there were . . . complications. I won't get into details, if you don't mind."
"What can you tell us about them?" Logan asked, looking at Betsy. "If we're going to follow them, we're going to need some information."
The professor smirked and looked back at Betsy who was now smiling discretely.
"Yes," she said. "Now for Alexander. He's a special case."
"And don't be offended if I don't choose you to follow him," the professor said looking at Logan and Scott who frowned, not understanding why they couldn't do the job.
"As you saw at the mall, he has perfect control over electrical energy," Betsy said. "If he had decided to fight, he would have beaten you both.
~Before objecting, listen to her, Scott,~ the professor said, seeing that Scott had been ready to protest.
"Your visor is made of metal," Betsy said, as if knowing that he was thinking. "Wolverine, you're skeleton is covered by metal. He'll fry you both in a matter of seconds. In fact, he could fry you by using the fluid in your body."
"Well that's nice," Jubilee grumbled.
"Now for his record," Elisabeth continued, returning to the wall and showing them other pictures. "He owns 75 percent of Crown Enterprises, a company dealing with every kind of art. Any piece of art found in museums on this side of the country was sold by Crown Enterprises. What they do is that they pay a very large amount of money for an art piece and sell it to museums for a slightly higher price."
"So he's rich?" Bobby asked, looking at the picture of the imposing building in which Crown Enterprises worked.
"He would be if he didn't give away almost all his profits to his employees," the professor stated.
"So he's a good guy, no?" Kitty asked, not seeing what harm he was doing.
"On the outside, he might seem so, but he's rotten in the inside," the professor said, a revolted look on his face. "This is the side he shows to humanity. On the other side, he's a criminal. And what makes me sick is that he's more respected as a criminal than as a businessman."
"What does he do?" Scott asked.
"Multiple things," Betsy answered for the professor. "He was a contract killer ten years ago, and now, he's permanently working and is under the protection of someone nicknamed Foe."
"And who's that?" Kitty asked.
"A mutant," she simply answered. "With visions quite different than professor Xavier's . . . But don't mind about that right now. So, Alexander works for Foe. He is suspected for the back alley murders."
"Why did he kill those humans, then?" Beast asked, frowning.
"We have no clue," the professor answered. "And that is partially why I want you to trail him. For his locations, there are four places he goes to regularly."
"The first is his 'public' loft," Elisabeth said, showing another picture. "It was given to him by Foe, and is the place he is contacted as Alexander Crown, owner of Crown Enterprises. He has a small apartment, still in New York, this time being the one where he doesn't invite anyone. It's the place where he lives during the weekends. The third place is a club down town where he is known as Shock. That's were people know he's a criminal . . ."
"I want Nightcrawler, Rogue and Jubilee to trail him," the professor finally said.
"Where's the last place he stays at?" Jubilee asked.
"Pardon me?" Betsy asked.
"You said he stayed at four places," she said. "You named three."
"Ah . . . well, the last place is unidentified. He's extremely cautious when going there and his mind is much too hard to gain access to for me, or the professor, to know."
"Who do we watch?" Logan and Scott asked at the same time.
"Ah. Her name is Amber Sinclair," Elisabeth said, looking at the professor to make sure she was doing the right thing. "And I'll give you a piece of advice, boys . . . be ready to run with her and always know where exits are."
"Why?" Scott asked. "She'll run away?"
"Oh no," Betsy said, chuckling. "You will have to run from her once she notices that you are following her."
"I don't get it," Logan said stubbornly.
"We don't have much information about her yet," she continued. "We know she lived in central Europe some time ago, but moved to the U.S. after discovering she was a mutant. According to this file, she sent her parents to the hospital."
"What sort of injuries?" Scott asked.
" . . . hum . . . psychosomatic," she answered. "That's why they were transferred to the asylum. But we know for sure she's not a psychic . . . According to people who saw her use her powers, the people she chooses can't do anything to stop her. That's why they run. And so, once she knows you're following her, she'll attack. She won't hesitate to kill you if she has the chance . . . And she works for Foe too."
Betsy let them take a look at some of the pictures while she searched for a file in a pile of papers on the desk.
"Lika Skye," she said finally, showing them her picture. "I always wondered why she didn't join your school, professor. As you would say, she has everything to make a good team member and loves kids. She has three of them, all having the X-Gene except one. She's married and has a home out of town, in New Jersey somewhere. She only goes there on week ends and spends the week in town, but I have no idea where . . . I think the place is made for us not to find."
"And vy is zat?" Kurt asked with his German accent. "Ze are against you and us? Against ze X-Men?"
" . . . You could say that, I guess," Xavier said. "The main team they have is called Liberty-X. The two younger mutants you saw at the mall right behind Shock were William Blare and Caroline Morris. One is English, the other is from Washington. Both are under Foe's protection."
"What does it mean, 'under Foe's protection'?" Jubilee asked. "You said that that other guy was under his protection too."
" . . . When a mutant is under Foe's protection, he has . . . a life indemnity," Betsy said, carefully choosing her words. " . . . as his name tells, this mutant, Foe, is very dangerous. Yet, I have no idea what powers he holds . . . Well, Foe gives them his protection. And it's incredible how much faith all of those protected have for him."
"So . . . Foe is against us?" Rogue asked.
"Only by his state of mind," the professor grumbled. "He would never attack the school, if it's what you are worrying about. They are against humans, not mutants. He knows that turning against mutants will only bring trouble, because he believes that there is a war coming and that we will all have to fight."
"Does he know Magneto?" Logan grunted.
"In fact, yes," Xavier said sadly. "I hear they are good friends."
"But . . . I was just thinking . . ." Ororo said. "You said Shock probably did the back alley murders, and so he is one of the back alley murderers . . . and he's working for Foe, and so he must be leading the rest of the murderers, and so they're all working for him . . . For all we know, the two other ones, Amber Sinclair and miss Skye could be murderers."
The professor smiled weakly.
"Yes," he said. "It's the most logical thing. But L?ka is just not the type to do that . . ."
"And what's her power?" Ororo asked.
"She can take the appearance of a white wolf or just particular traits," Betsy answered. "I don't know her alias."
"Of course, there are more mutants working for Foe, am I right?" Beast asked, rubbing his furry blue head.
"Yes. Many are too young, but yes," the professor said sadly.
"And what else can you tell us about Foe?" Logan asked.
"I don't know anything else," the professor said. "Her true name, past life and present is shrouded in mystery. Only very special people know things about her."
"We have an enemy that we don't know anything about," Ororo muttered.
~~~
The meeting finished, all returned upstairs except for Beast who returned to the med lab to work. Betsy followed them to the kitchen, where they started preparing some food.
"So . . . where ya from?" Jubilee asked the newcomer.
"England, actually," she answered smugly. "I work in the psy division of S.T.R.I.K.E., a British law-enforcement agency."
"And what is that?" Jubilee asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"It's a counterpart of S.H.I.E.L.D., a global intelligence and peacekeeping organization . . . well, lets say I work with people to keep mutants out of humanity's trouble and vice versa."
"Ah," Jubilee said, chewing on bubblegum.
"The professor called me and said something about the Liberty-X being in town, so I came here to give him some info," she continued. "I took them from the psy division's files. I wasn't at all supposed to, but I owed Xavier a favor."
"And are you going to stay as an X-Man?" Ororo asked, having followed the conversation.
Betsy smiled.
"No," she said. "I only help for now."
"And . . . what's your power?" Bobby asked.
"I'm a telepath," she simply answered. "And I can manifest my telekinesis under the form of a sword. It's capable of slicing through anything by the force of my will," she said, without hiding her arrogance.
Jubilee gave Bobby, Rogue and Kitty, all sitting at the counter, 'a look'.
Having prepared herself a sandwich, Betsy ate it quickly and decided to go.
"I need to take the next flight to Chicago," she said. "I got a call a couple hours ago, saying that this rebellion was going on. They need me."
"Can't the X-Men take care of it?" Bobby asked.
"Nah, this is S.T.R.I.K.E. stuff," Betsy said proudly. "The professor knows what to do and what not to."
She walked to the door, accompanied by half of the team. Logan opened the door for her and the professor arrived before she got out.
"Thank you Betsy," he said. "Tell me if you find more information about their pasts and whereabouts. I know they're on to something big and I don't want them to start the war."
"Sure, professor," she said. "I'll let you know what I find out, but don't get on their bad side. Just check the newspapers to see what happens to those who oppose them."
~I'm already on their bad side,~ Xavier said to her, by using his power.
She smiled and walked to her car, started the engine and drove off.
~~~
Later that same day, the doorbell was heard and Ororo rose from her seat in the common room to go answer. She saw a Fedex guy standing in the doorway, looking at the mansion.
"Hi," he said with a big smile. "We apologize for the delay but a letter directed here a long time ago got stuck at customs. Apparently, there was no stamp and no return address so it took some time for us to bring it over in person. We would ask you to pay the fee, please."
"Euh . . . yes, how much?" Ororo asked.
"Seven and twelve cents," the man said.
Ororo walked back inside and came back with the change, thinking it was rather expensive. The man asked her to sign a paper and handed her a Fedex cardboard envelope before smiling and walking back to his truck.
Storm walked back to the common room and explained what had happened to professor Xavier. He took the envelope and ripped it, to find what had been sent to him.
It was a very simple looking envelope, the address of the school written in black ink that had almost completely disappeared, seeing that it had been wet and dirtied a lot.
Professor Xavier looked around the room, seeing that everyone had not bothered coming to see what the letter was about.
He carefully ripped the side with a paper cutter and pulled out a single piece of crumpled newspaper on which a message had been written. The professor's eyes widened as he read the group of words placed in no evident order, forming no comprehensible phrase.
He immediately realized that all the words written on the newspaper had been written not with ink but with blood. The words were smudged and not very well printed but the message was clear.
"Got me... kill... die... help... Max is dead... they kill... torture... Destiny gone... darkness... scars... pain... wrong... me... blood... mutant... I didn't do it... Kitty... the bones... Jean knows... HELP... tags... the truth... I meet my maker... family found... I see you... help... please help
In larger letters at the bottom of the page was signed Nathan.
"Is there something wrong, professor?" Kitty asked, seeing the look on his face.
The professor looked in her direction, where she was talking with Rogue and Jubilee.
"N-no . . . everything is fine," he said, pocketing the newspaper. "I'm just . . . I'm just going to go back to my office. I need to think."
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What you read there, about Alexander, Lika and Amber are things the professor knows, but half of their lives are unknown to him. You'll get more information later! Did you realize that the X-Men and the professor all think that Foe is a guy? ^_^
And I'm finally brining Nate back into the picture . . . yay!
So . . . happy Halloween everyone. I dressed up as 'Samara' (the girl in The Ring) and everyone was spooked because I really looked like her a lot. I went to a small rock show and I went trick-or-treating on the rich part of town where they gave us lots of candy. It was raining but the temperature was great.
So... My Reviewers!
Tigereyes9: *sniff* less than one year to go and I'll get my licence to kil- euh, drive. Hey, where did Shade go???
Lily: Burned? 0_0 The book got burned??? . . . well, Nathan gets back into the picture in this chapter!
The Griffin: well, in a pretty vague way, Nate has the ability to create stuff by using people's mind and making them believe that what he created is actually real. (-_-?) But as you saw in the last chapter, the X-Gene is not correctly sited in him, so... things are going to change.
Cassie3000: Yeah, Alexander is one of my OCs and Xavier and he are not pals (you'll discover why later). The kids that are with him, however, are not his. They're just mutants he takes care of. Sort of like a godfather.
I'm introducing Elisabeth Braddock! Yay! I'm happy! If you don't know who she is, you'll meet her!
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Chapter 8: Betsy Braddock's Help
"X-Men, I would like you to meet Elisabeth -Betsy- Braddock," the professor said, followed by a smiling Asian woman with long black/purple hair and fair skin. She was wearing a white blouse on top of which was a dark blue jacket and matching pants.
"She will now be working with us," the professor continued, watching all of his X-Men: Cyclops, Storm, Wolverine, Beast, Nightcrawler, Rogue, Iceman, Jubilee and Shadowcat.
They were in the meeting room of the lower levels, sitting in front of a large illuminated board on which pictures were clipped. The professor nodded to Betsy and she walked forward, showing them three snapshots.
"Alexander Crown, Lika Skye and Amber Sinclair," she said, sounding like a professional detective. "Three of the main recruits of another mutant group, not quite similar to yours. The professor needs you to keep a watchful eye on them, and I tell you, do not underestimate them at all."
"They seemed to know you, professor," Rogue said, crossing her arms, evidently waiting for an explanation turning away from the board.
"Yes, I do know them," the professor said. "I asked some of them to join the school a while after Scott, Jean and Ororo arrived here, but there were . . . complications. I won't get into details, if you don't mind."
"What can you tell us about them?" Logan asked, looking at Betsy. "If we're going to follow them, we're going to need some information."
The professor smirked and looked back at Betsy who was now smiling discretely.
"Yes," she said. "Now for Alexander. He's a special case."
"And don't be offended if I don't choose you to follow him," the professor said looking at Logan and Scott who frowned, not understanding why they couldn't do the job.
"As you saw at the mall, he has perfect control over electrical energy," Betsy said. "If he had decided to fight, he would have beaten you both.
~Before objecting, listen to her, Scott,~ the professor said, seeing that Scott had been ready to protest.
"Your visor is made of metal," Betsy said, as if knowing that he was thinking. "Wolverine, you're skeleton is covered by metal. He'll fry you both in a matter of seconds. In fact, he could fry you by using the fluid in your body."
"Well that's nice," Jubilee grumbled.
"Now for his record," Elisabeth continued, returning to the wall and showing them other pictures. "He owns 75 percent of Crown Enterprises, a company dealing with every kind of art. Any piece of art found in museums on this side of the country was sold by Crown Enterprises. What they do is that they pay a very large amount of money for an art piece and sell it to museums for a slightly higher price."
"So he's rich?" Bobby asked, looking at the picture of the imposing building in which Crown Enterprises worked.
"He would be if he didn't give away almost all his profits to his employees," the professor stated.
"So he's a good guy, no?" Kitty asked, not seeing what harm he was doing.
"On the outside, he might seem so, but he's rotten in the inside," the professor said, a revolted look on his face. "This is the side he shows to humanity. On the other side, he's a criminal. And what makes me sick is that he's more respected as a criminal than as a businessman."
"What does he do?" Scott asked.
"Multiple things," Betsy answered for the professor. "He was a contract killer ten years ago, and now, he's permanently working and is under the protection of someone nicknamed Foe."
"And who's that?" Kitty asked.
"A mutant," she simply answered. "With visions quite different than professor Xavier's . . . But don't mind about that right now. So, Alexander works for Foe. He is suspected for the back alley murders."
"Why did he kill those humans, then?" Beast asked, frowning.
"We have no clue," the professor answered. "And that is partially why I want you to trail him. For his locations, there are four places he goes to regularly."
"The first is his 'public' loft," Elisabeth said, showing another picture. "It was given to him by Foe, and is the place he is contacted as Alexander Crown, owner of Crown Enterprises. He has a small apartment, still in New York, this time being the one where he doesn't invite anyone. It's the place where he lives during the weekends. The third place is a club down town where he is known as Shock. That's were people know he's a criminal . . ."
"I want Nightcrawler, Rogue and Jubilee to trail him," the professor finally said.
"Where's the last place he stays at?" Jubilee asked.
"Pardon me?" Betsy asked.
"You said he stayed at four places," she said. "You named three."
"Ah . . . well, the last place is unidentified. He's extremely cautious when going there and his mind is much too hard to gain access to for me, or the professor, to know."
"Who do we watch?" Logan and Scott asked at the same time.
"Ah. Her name is Amber Sinclair," Elisabeth said, looking at the professor to make sure she was doing the right thing. "And I'll give you a piece of advice, boys . . . be ready to run with her and always know where exits are."
"Why?" Scott asked. "She'll run away?"
"Oh no," Betsy said, chuckling. "You will have to run from her once she notices that you are following her."
"I don't get it," Logan said stubbornly.
"We don't have much information about her yet," she continued. "We know she lived in central Europe some time ago, but moved to the U.S. after discovering she was a mutant. According to this file, she sent her parents to the hospital."
"What sort of injuries?" Scott asked.
" . . . hum . . . psychosomatic," she answered. "That's why they were transferred to the asylum. But we know for sure she's not a psychic . . . According to people who saw her use her powers, the people she chooses can't do anything to stop her. That's why they run. And so, once she knows you're following her, she'll attack. She won't hesitate to kill you if she has the chance . . . And she works for Foe too."
Betsy let them take a look at some of the pictures while she searched for a file in a pile of papers on the desk.
"Lika Skye," she said finally, showing them her picture. "I always wondered why she didn't join your school, professor. As you would say, she has everything to make a good team member and loves kids. She has three of them, all having the X-Gene except one. She's married and has a home out of town, in New Jersey somewhere. She only goes there on week ends and spends the week in town, but I have no idea where . . . I think the place is made for us not to find."
"And vy is zat?" Kurt asked with his German accent. "Ze are against you and us? Against ze X-Men?"
" . . . You could say that, I guess," Xavier said. "The main team they have is called Liberty-X. The two younger mutants you saw at the mall right behind Shock were William Blare and Caroline Morris. One is English, the other is from Washington. Both are under Foe's protection."
"What does it mean, 'under Foe's protection'?" Jubilee asked. "You said that that other guy was under his protection too."
" . . . When a mutant is under Foe's protection, he has . . . a life indemnity," Betsy said, carefully choosing her words. " . . . as his name tells, this mutant, Foe, is very dangerous. Yet, I have no idea what powers he holds . . . Well, Foe gives them his protection. And it's incredible how much faith all of those protected have for him."
"So . . . Foe is against us?" Rogue asked.
"Only by his state of mind," the professor grumbled. "He would never attack the school, if it's what you are worrying about. They are against humans, not mutants. He knows that turning against mutants will only bring trouble, because he believes that there is a war coming and that we will all have to fight."
"Does he know Magneto?" Logan grunted.
"In fact, yes," Xavier said sadly. "I hear they are good friends."
"But . . . I was just thinking . . ." Ororo said. "You said Shock probably did the back alley murders, and so he is one of the back alley murderers . . . and he's working for Foe, and so he must be leading the rest of the murderers, and so they're all working for him . . . For all we know, the two other ones, Amber Sinclair and miss Skye could be murderers."
The professor smiled weakly.
"Yes," he said. "It's the most logical thing. But L?ka is just not the type to do that . . ."
"And what's her power?" Ororo asked.
"She can take the appearance of a white wolf or just particular traits," Betsy answered. "I don't know her alias."
"Of course, there are more mutants working for Foe, am I right?" Beast asked, rubbing his furry blue head.
"Yes. Many are too young, but yes," the professor said sadly.
"And what else can you tell us about Foe?" Logan asked.
"I don't know anything else," the professor said. "Her true name, past life and present is shrouded in mystery. Only very special people know things about her."
"We have an enemy that we don't know anything about," Ororo muttered.
~~~
The meeting finished, all returned upstairs except for Beast who returned to the med lab to work. Betsy followed them to the kitchen, where they started preparing some food.
"So . . . where ya from?" Jubilee asked the newcomer.
"England, actually," she answered smugly. "I work in the psy division of S.T.R.I.K.E., a British law-enforcement agency."
"And what is that?" Jubilee asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"It's a counterpart of S.H.I.E.L.D., a global intelligence and peacekeeping organization . . . well, lets say I work with people to keep mutants out of humanity's trouble and vice versa."
"Ah," Jubilee said, chewing on bubblegum.
"The professor called me and said something about the Liberty-X being in town, so I came here to give him some info," she continued. "I took them from the psy division's files. I wasn't at all supposed to, but I owed Xavier a favor."
"And are you going to stay as an X-Man?" Ororo asked, having followed the conversation.
Betsy smiled.
"No," she said. "I only help for now."
"And . . . what's your power?" Bobby asked.
"I'm a telepath," she simply answered. "And I can manifest my telekinesis under the form of a sword. It's capable of slicing through anything by the force of my will," she said, without hiding her arrogance.
Jubilee gave Bobby, Rogue and Kitty, all sitting at the counter, 'a look'.
Having prepared herself a sandwich, Betsy ate it quickly and decided to go.
"I need to take the next flight to Chicago," she said. "I got a call a couple hours ago, saying that this rebellion was going on. They need me."
"Can't the X-Men take care of it?" Bobby asked.
"Nah, this is S.T.R.I.K.E. stuff," Betsy said proudly. "The professor knows what to do and what not to."
She walked to the door, accompanied by half of the team. Logan opened the door for her and the professor arrived before she got out.
"Thank you Betsy," he said. "Tell me if you find more information about their pasts and whereabouts. I know they're on to something big and I don't want them to start the war."
"Sure, professor," she said. "I'll let you know what I find out, but don't get on their bad side. Just check the newspapers to see what happens to those who oppose them."
~I'm already on their bad side,~ Xavier said to her, by using his power.
She smiled and walked to her car, started the engine and drove off.
~~~
Later that same day, the doorbell was heard and Ororo rose from her seat in the common room to go answer. She saw a Fedex guy standing in the doorway, looking at the mansion.
"Hi," he said with a big smile. "We apologize for the delay but a letter directed here a long time ago got stuck at customs. Apparently, there was no stamp and no return address so it took some time for us to bring it over in person. We would ask you to pay the fee, please."
"Euh . . . yes, how much?" Ororo asked.
"Seven and twelve cents," the man said.
Ororo walked back inside and came back with the change, thinking it was rather expensive. The man asked her to sign a paper and handed her a Fedex cardboard envelope before smiling and walking back to his truck.
Storm walked back to the common room and explained what had happened to professor Xavier. He took the envelope and ripped it, to find what had been sent to him.
It was a very simple looking envelope, the address of the school written in black ink that had almost completely disappeared, seeing that it had been wet and dirtied a lot.
Professor Xavier looked around the room, seeing that everyone had not bothered coming to see what the letter was about.
He carefully ripped the side with a paper cutter and pulled out a single piece of crumpled newspaper on which a message had been written. The professor's eyes widened as he read the group of words placed in no evident order, forming no comprehensible phrase.
He immediately realized that all the words written on the newspaper had been written not with ink but with blood. The words were smudged and not very well printed but the message was clear.
"Got me... kill... die... help... Max is dead... they kill... torture... Destiny gone... darkness... scars... pain... wrong... me... blood... mutant... I didn't do it... Kitty... the bones... Jean knows... HELP... tags... the truth... I meet my maker... family found... I see you... help... please help
In larger letters at the bottom of the page was signed Nathan.
"Is there something wrong, professor?" Kitty asked, seeing the look on his face.
The professor looked in her direction, where she was talking with Rogue and Jubilee.
"N-no . . . everything is fine," he said, pocketing the newspaper. "I'm just . . . I'm just going to go back to my office. I need to think."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
What you read there, about Alexander, Lika and Amber are things the professor knows, but half of their lives are unknown to him. You'll get more information later! Did you realize that the X-Men and the professor all think that Foe is a guy? ^_^
And I'm finally brining Nate back into the picture . . . yay!