Sorry this took me so long to update im just getting into the swing of
school again and its taking it out of me!!! So heres the next chapter kinda
short I guess but enjoy!!!
Scott walked round the institute in a daze, his head was beginning to buzz with the feeling of an on coming migraine, spots were flashing behind his closed lids. He took a seat next to the lake on the outskirts of the institutes grounds hoping to clear his mind of the disturbing images that had been plaguing him since he woke that morning.
"Scott are you ok?" a young voice asked he opened his eyes to be bombarded with images, a crown, a veil, a gold heart and the feeling of longing for acceptance.
"Amara?" he questioned trying to decipher the clues of the person before him.
"Yeah Scott it's me! Do you want me to get the professor?" the mismatched images took a step towards him.
"Yeah I think that would be a really good idea!" then he passed out, his last thoughts being of how the girl appeared to be very confident and stuck up but she was just as scared of acceptance as every one else. (Trying to think of a way to describe what Scott's seeing, its like a shadow of the person and then the person true personality being illustrated in pictures! You get?)
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"Where are Sophia, Martin and Malachite?" Jiana had arrived at the mansion, her violet eyes were wide and questioning and she looked extremely scared and innocent, to Remy the girl looked lost.
"We do not know," the Professor looked away from her, " Kitty is also missing."
Jiana took a shuddering breath, "What the hell happened?" she looked into everyone's faces no one could offer her an answer.
"Dunno Petite, woke up here dis mornin' don know noone, but dey seem t' know me," Remy tried to smile at her she was rather pretty, maybe be she would need a shoulder to cry on.
Rogue walked into the room looking rather low even for her she had no makeup on and her gloves were back on, "Kitty's not at the brotherhood Lance hasn't seen her, and Pietro swears ol' Buckethead ain't behand it!"
"Ve have to find her, vhere have ve not looked?" Kurt was sitting on the couch, furless, he had woken that morning looking completely normal.
"Dammit we've looked everywhere!" Rogue slammed her fist into the wall, "Ah want tah know what's happening, what's going on?!" she looked accusingly at Jiana who sat with her head in her hands.
"No one knows Rogue, calm down we must stay alert for any signs for what may have caused this phenomenon," Professor Xavier placed a hand on Rogues shoulder.
"It was Sophia and her lap dogs," mumbled Jiana, "I should never have let her out here this is just her style."
"She has done this kind of thing before?" asked Dr McCoy.
"Not hits precisely, but . . . she like having power," Jiana looked to the Professor, "She likes manipulating people, this is all just a game to her."
"PROFESSOR! PROFESSOR!" Amara hurtled into the room leaving a semi smouldering trail on the carpet. "Professor Scott's passed out and there's an Acolyte at the door!"
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Scott walked round the institute in a daze, his head was beginning to buzz with the feeling of an on coming migraine, spots were flashing behind his closed lids. He took a seat next to the lake on the outskirts of the institutes grounds hoping to clear his mind of the disturbing images that had been plaguing him since he woke that morning.
"Scott are you ok?" a young voice asked he opened his eyes to be bombarded with images, a crown, a veil, a gold heart and the feeling of longing for acceptance.
"Amara?" he questioned trying to decipher the clues of the person before him.
"Yeah Scott it's me! Do you want me to get the professor?" the mismatched images took a step towards him.
"Yeah I think that would be a really good idea!" then he passed out, his last thoughts being of how the girl appeared to be very confident and stuck up but she was just as scared of acceptance as every one else. (Trying to think of a way to describe what Scott's seeing, its like a shadow of the person and then the person true personality being illustrated in pictures! You get?)
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"Where are Sophia, Martin and Malachite?" Jiana had arrived at the mansion, her violet eyes were wide and questioning and she looked extremely scared and innocent, to Remy the girl looked lost.
"We do not know," the Professor looked away from her, " Kitty is also missing."
Jiana took a shuddering breath, "What the hell happened?" she looked into everyone's faces no one could offer her an answer.
"Dunno Petite, woke up here dis mornin' don know noone, but dey seem t' know me," Remy tried to smile at her she was rather pretty, maybe be she would need a shoulder to cry on.
Rogue walked into the room looking rather low even for her she had no makeup on and her gloves were back on, "Kitty's not at the brotherhood Lance hasn't seen her, and Pietro swears ol' Buckethead ain't behand it!"
"Ve have to find her, vhere have ve not looked?" Kurt was sitting on the couch, furless, he had woken that morning looking completely normal.
"Dammit we've looked everywhere!" Rogue slammed her fist into the wall, "Ah want tah know what's happening, what's going on?!" she looked accusingly at Jiana who sat with her head in her hands.
"No one knows Rogue, calm down we must stay alert for any signs for what may have caused this phenomenon," Professor Xavier placed a hand on Rogues shoulder.
"It was Sophia and her lap dogs," mumbled Jiana, "I should never have let her out here this is just her style."
"She has done this kind of thing before?" asked Dr McCoy.
"Not hits precisely, but . . . she like having power," Jiana looked to the Professor, "She likes manipulating people, this is all just a game to her."
"PROFESSOR! PROFESSOR!" Amara hurtled into the room leaving a semi smouldering trail on the carpet. "Professor Scott's passed out and there's an Acolyte at the door!"
Please review, every day starving authors set out from on long trek from their bedrooms to their computers, they make no money for their hard work and are often criticised by members of their family's. Please! With one click you can make these authors life's better, one click and you can feed a starving author for a week, please review!!