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been rather busy with school and such (9th grade: hell), but I decided I
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Anyway, enough of my senseless and idiotic blabbering. Onward to Chapter 4!
"Or rather, your mind's training," said the professor as Ellien walked in. She took a seat at the professor's gesture.
"So. . . What exactly will we be doing, sir? I mean, training and such?"
"Well, I believe that in order for you to control your power and make it useful to yourself and others-" (or at least not harmful, Ellien thought) "-you shall simply have to get used to using it and controlling your thoughts. I have been thinking about how to do this. Obviously we cannot practice on anyone from the school, it may prove disastrous." (Ellien blushed a deep red.) "However, I have concluded that my mind should be strong enough to prevent any lasting damage you may inflict."
"Yes sir. How do you propose I begin? I have never actually made anything—happen—on purpose. . ." Ellien trailed off.
"Well then, I suppose we will start there. I want you to try as hard as you can to send a thought to me. First think of what you want to tell me or make me see, then concentrate on that single thought as hard as you can and 'will' it to go to my head. Do you understand, Ellien?"
"Yes, professor, I think so."
"Very well then, take a moment to think of what you want to show me."
Ellien thought about what she wanted to show the old man in the wheelchair. She finally decided upon a mental picture of the sandwich she had eaten that morning, a big, sticky, gooey peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
"Ready, Ellien? On my go, then. . . three. . .two. . .one!"
Ellien immediately started thinking about the sandwich. She thought of nothing but the sandwich, the sandwich, and only the sandwich. Once she had a very clear picture in her head, she did what the Professor had told her to do. Ellien concentrated on "pushing" the image out of her brain, and into the professor's. She shut her eyes, screwed up her face. . . and it happened. But not what Ellien wanted to happen, oh no. The sandwich evaporated from her mind as pictures of horrible things took its place. She opened her eyes to find that she was no longer in the professor's office, but in a dark, shadowy landscape. Mist swirled around her; dark shapes surrounded her. She felt herself sinking, deeper, deeper, deeper. . .
Ellien! Ellien!
The hellish place faded from her brain as fast as Kurt could disappear, and with lots of smoke as well. Ellien's vision cleared until she could see the ceiling—the ceiling? To her horror, Ellien realized that she was lying flat on her back in the professor's office, staring at the roof. Xavier was leaning over his desk with a look of concern on his face. Ellien quickly got up, but lost her balance from dizziness and fell into the chair. The professor leaned back, still looking worried.
"Are you all right?" he asked gently.
"I think so," she muttered, still feeling stupid.
"Ellien. . .don't feel bad. It was, after all, the first try, and every experiment is bound to have its mix-ups," he said with a small smile. "Well, it seems that your thoughts got the better of you this time. But no fear, we may certainly try again. Perhaps this time I may offer you some assistance? If you tell me what you want to think of, I can help you keep your mind on track, and we may be able to do it this time.
"Think of something that we both can clearly think of," the professor said. "Something that does not waver. . .Something unique."
Ellien thought hard for a moment, then found that her mind had settle upon something—someone—very unique. She looked up at the professor only slightly embarrassedly.
"Umm, how about Kurt? Never seen another one of him before," she said with a grin. The professor nodded with a small smile of his own.
"Very well. Picture Kurt as clearly as you can in your mind, and I will enter yours and keep you focused. Ready, go!"
Ellien immediately started thinking about Kurt. She found this much more easy than the sandwich. . . Picturing Kurt had a rather relaxing and comforting feel, especially when she thought about his eyes, those beautiful golden orbs. . .Suddenly Kurt began to change. He was turning into some sort of demon (well, more than he was already), with red eyes that were heartless. . .cold and uncaring. Ellien knew in the back of her mind she was getting lost. . .but then a new feeling arose. She felt her thoughts getting pushed back on track, but not by her; it was a different feeling. The picture of Kurt cleared and went back to its normal state, and Ellien became relaxed again. A new sense came about, and Ellien realized the picture of Kurt had faded dramatically, almost as if it was leaving.
Ellien opened her eyes to see the professor with a look of triumph on his face. "Did I do it? Did it work?" she asked excitedly.
"That was excellent! Now you know how to do it. Simply keep your mind focused, and if your thoughts threaten to overtake you, merely push them away. I know you can do this, Ellien. Now do it without my help. Try the picture of Kurt again, whenever you're ready," said the professor happily.
Ellien was overjoyed. She calmed her thoughts, and began pushing the picture of Kurt to the professor. She found that once she had done it successfully, it was much easier the next time. With little trouble, the professor soon saw Kurt again, and both were satisfied. Ellien was excused with only the assignment of practicing sending thoughts to others around her, preferably on purpose.
Overjoyed, Ellien walked back downstairs feeling rather happy. She felt that life was going to be much better without these unexpected thoughts popping into her head. And who knows, she thought. Maybe life could be improved.
Hope you liked it! Sorry there's not much Kurt in here. . .had to get the whole power thing out of the way first. But more of that sexy blue elf to come! Please Review! Thanks!!
"Or rather, your mind's training," said the professor as Ellien walked in. She took a seat at the professor's gesture.
"So. . . What exactly will we be doing, sir? I mean, training and such?"
"Well, I believe that in order for you to control your power and make it useful to yourself and others-" (or at least not harmful, Ellien thought) "-you shall simply have to get used to using it and controlling your thoughts. I have been thinking about how to do this. Obviously we cannot practice on anyone from the school, it may prove disastrous." (Ellien blushed a deep red.) "However, I have concluded that my mind should be strong enough to prevent any lasting damage you may inflict."
"Yes sir. How do you propose I begin? I have never actually made anything—happen—on purpose. . ." Ellien trailed off.
"Well then, I suppose we will start there. I want you to try as hard as you can to send a thought to me. First think of what you want to tell me or make me see, then concentrate on that single thought as hard as you can and 'will' it to go to my head. Do you understand, Ellien?"
"Yes, professor, I think so."
"Very well then, take a moment to think of what you want to show me."
Ellien thought about what she wanted to show the old man in the wheelchair. She finally decided upon a mental picture of the sandwich she had eaten that morning, a big, sticky, gooey peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
"Ready, Ellien? On my go, then. . . three. . .two. . .one!"
Ellien immediately started thinking about the sandwich. She thought of nothing but the sandwich, the sandwich, and only the sandwich. Once she had a very clear picture in her head, she did what the Professor had told her to do. Ellien concentrated on "pushing" the image out of her brain, and into the professor's. She shut her eyes, screwed up her face. . . and it happened. But not what Ellien wanted to happen, oh no. The sandwich evaporated from her mind as pictures of horrible things took its place. She opened her eyes to find that she was no longer in the professor's office, but in a dark, shadowy landscape. Mist swirled around her; dark shapes surrounded her. She felt herself sinking, deeper, deeper, deeper. . .
Ellien! Ellien!
The hellish place faded from her brain as fast as Kurt could disappear, and with lots of smoke as well. Ellien's vision cleared until she could see the ceiling—the ceiling? To her horror, Ellien realized that she was lying flat on her back in the professor's office, staring at the roof. Xavier was leaning over his desk with a look of concern on his face. Ellien quickly got up, but lost her balance from dizziness and fell into the chair. The professor leaned back, still looking worried.
"Are you all right?" he asked gently.
"I think so," she muttered, still feeling stupid.
"Ellien. . .don't feel bad. It was, after all, the first try, and every experiment is bound to have its mix-ups," he said with a small smile. "Well, it seems that your thoughts got the better of you this time. But no fear, we may certainly try again. Perhaps this time I may offer you some assistance? If you tell me what you want to think of, I can help you keep your mind on track, and we may be able to do it this time.
"Think of something that we both can clearly think of," the professor said. "Something that does not waver. . .Something unique."
Ellien thought hard for a moment, then found that her mind had settle upon something—someone—very unique. She looked up at the professor only slightly embarrassedly.
"Umm, how about Kurt? Never seen another one of him before," she said with a grin. The professor nodded with a small smile of his own.
"Very well. Picture Kurt as clearly as you can in your mind, and I will enter yours and keep you focused. Ready, go!"
Ellien immediately started thinking about Kurt. She found this much more easy than the sandwich. . . Picturing Kurt had a rather relaxing and comforting feel, especially when she thought about his eyes, those beautiful golden orbs. . .Suddenly Kurt began to change. He was turning into some sort of demon (well, more than he was already), with red eyes that were heartless. . .cold and uncaring. Ellien knew in the back of her mind she was getting lost. . .but then a new feeling arose. She felt her thoughts getting pushed back on track, but not by her; it was a different feeling. The picture of Kurt cleared and went back to its normal state, and Ellien became relaxed again. A new sense came about, and Ellien realized the picture of Kurt had faded dramatically, almost as if it was leaving.
Ellien opened her eyes to see the professor with a look of triumph on his face. "Did I do it? Did it work?" she asked excitedly.
"That was excellent! Now you know how to do it. Simply keep your mind focused, and if your thoughts threaten to overtake you, merely push them away. I know you can do this, Ellien. Now do it without my help. Try the picture of Kurt again, whenever you're ready," said the professor happily.
Ellien was overjoyed. She calmed her thoughts, and began pushing the picture of Kurt to the professor. She found that once she had done it successfully, it was much easier the next time. With little trouble, the professor soon saw Kurt again, and both were satisfied. Ellien was excused with only the assignment of practicing sending thoughts to others around her, preferably on purpose.
Overjoyed, Ellien walked back downstairs feeling rather happy. She felt that life was going to be much better without these unexpected thoughts popping into her head. And who knows, she thought. Maybe life could be improved.
Hope you liked it! Sorry there's not much Kurt in here. . .had to get the whole power thing out of the way first. But more of that sexy blue elf to come! Please Review! Thanks!!