They both sat there, head in their hands, waiting
desperately for Jessica to awake. Nightcrawler stayed in the shadows,
his bright eyes glowing sadly, Xavier stayed next to the glass tank,
trying to contact her.
"Jessica,"
No response, he sat quietly in his wheelchair. A tingling suddenly itched in the back of his mind. She had awakened, Xavier looked up at her floating in the middle of the tank. Her eyes were still closed, and her breathing was still very subtle and weak. Speaking to her now could make her go into shock from the abrupt voice in her head.
"Kurt," Xavier whispered, Nightcrawler's head shot up out of his hands to gaze at the professor questioningly. Xavier waved him over and Nightcrawler slowly stood and walked to his side. "She has awakened, she is only sleeping now, she hasn't eaten anything since she went into the tank. Would you tell Kitty she has come to, and call Jean and Beast in please." He said in a low voice to not disturb Jessica of her now deep sleep.
"Right away, Professor!" Nightcrawler happily smiled to him, and then to Jessica as he ran from the room. The door never closed though, and Chris walked in. Looking sadly at Jessica she walked down to the Professor.
"What happened?" He asked, almost casually.
"I'm not exactly sure, she went into a coma four days ago."
"So she was here the whole time and no one told me?" Anger filled Chris' voice.
"You didn't ask, you didn't seem to worry." Xavier replied in a cold, calm voice. There was a silence in the room, Chris paused before stalking out of the lab again. The door closed just as a sigh escaped from the tank.
"Ah, you are awake at last." Xavier spoke to her mind. Jessica looked at her hands, they had grown more webbed looking, but not abnormal. She looked sadly at her fin, green scales shimmering in the salty water. Her pants that were ripped were on the base of the tank, not eating for four days made her lose weight. She looked at the shirt she was wearing, it rippled around her with the water. Letting out a sigh, she looked startled and felt her neck, gills had appeared there, where she breathed now instead of her nose and mouth.
"What is wrong with me?" Her voice rang like a whale song, vibrating through the water, sad and low.
"You are a mutant, Jessica, this is what you are." Xavier replied, "But with later training, you can get control and be this whenever you want to, and have a choice about it."
She nodded understandingly in the water, her face emotionless and her eyes looking around the tank. Her eyes were different now, the white around her eye had turned black, and the color of her eye had turned very white, leaving the pupil to shine lustrously in the center.
The water shivered and vibrated with her voice, "How do I go back?"
"Concentrate on your human form, control your breathing, and clear everything from your mind. But don't do it just yet," Xavier spoke to her through his mind, she wouldn't hear him if he spoke aloud.
I looked sadly at my fin again, what am I? How did I end up like this? I felt my face, atleast it was the same. I heard something vibrate the water, unknowingly, I swam awkwardly to the glass edge. I hadn't yet figured out how to swim with a fin yet. Looking out, I saw a blurry door open and two figures come in, the door closing behind them. One figure was large and blue, Beast. The other was taller than I, with a red head, Jean, unless someone was wearing a red hat. It was hard to see anything not in the water. Mumbled voices sounded outside the tank, I could hear one directed at me, but I just couldn't hear.
"Jean asked you if you would like us to leave while you transform back," Xavier's voice sounded in my head. I then came to realize that I had no pants on.
"That would be nice," I smiled, the water shaking the glass. I ran my tongue over my teeth, they were normal except for my canine teeth, which were like shark's teeth, very sharp, my smile must have looked very sinister.
The door opened and closed again, Jean sat on the floor where Xavier's wheelchair had been. Her voice all of a sudden boomed in my head,
"Are you ready?" She asked.
"Yes, but please whisper," I winced as the voice echoed in my head.
In a now whispering voice, Jean said, "Ok, concentrate on your human form, without the gills, and without the fin. Concentrate on your breathing, or your heart beat and keep it steady." Her voice dulled in my head as my heart beat steadily in my chest. I thought of my human form, my teeth not so pointy, my fin as a pair of legs instead. Slowly, I felt something happen, a tingling in my fin. I concentrated harder, I could feel them mutating, I couldn't watch. They became a pair of legs again, and I swam normally now. Concentrating on my heartbeat, I started to choke on the water and swam quickly to the surface of the tank. My nose seemed to open as I gasped for breath, cold air filling my lungs like sweet candy in my mouth. I looked around, everything was fuzzy, I blinked and soon my eyes dilated back to the way they were. Jean stood from where she was seated, I hadn't noticed the towel that she brought for me. Climbing out of the large tank, I found a set of metal stairs to the floor.
"Here," Jean said simply, placing the towel over my shoulders. "I left a set of clothes that I stole from your dresser, I'll guard the door for you." She ruffled my hair like I was a child and left.
While dressing I looked back, I really was as helpless as a child. I couldn't even keep myself from changing into a mermaid.
I was rubbing the towel on my head to dry my hair when there was a knock on the door. I'm sure I looked absolutely ridiculous, with my hair very ruffled and messy. When they came in after I said they could, it was Xavier, Beast, and Jean.
"Nice to see that you are doing well, Jessica," Xavier said, "You must be hungry from not eating for 4 days strait. It's almost time for dinner anyway, so you can head that way now.
"Thanks," I replied, "I'll brush my hair first though." I placed a hand atop the frizz and folded up the towel and my wet shirt.
I walked to my room, the others had gone on to the kitchen. I opened the door and who would be in there but Jordan Betigo.
"Hello?" I asked as I entered my own room.
"Oh, hi, everyone was leaving you cards, and I wanted to leave you one before I came, but it looks like I was too late." He smiled sheepishly as he pulled a card out of his pocket and placed it on her dresser.
"Well," I paused slightly, "Thanks," I smiled at him, hoping he didn't have anything else in mind. He smiled back at her, his blue eyes shining brightly, though not touched by his smile. He walked over to me, as if he meant to do something. I took a step inside, leaving the exit wide open for him. He reached out his hand, as if to touch me, but as he approached, his hand grasped the frame of the door as he swung out into the hallway.
Something was definitely brewing in his mind, I closed the door quietly, and locked it in an afterthought. Going over to my dresser, I left the cards alone for now. Brushing my hair as quickly as possible was my main priority before eating. Food, I hadn't eaten in 4 days, my stomach grumbled furiously, I looked down at my stomach, as if I thought I could get any skinnier, my ribs showed horribly now, and my arms were frail and skinny. I had no idea that anyone could lose this much weight in only 4 days.
Grabbing a clump of hair, I began to brush, but something was different about my hair.
10 minutes later I looked in the mirror, it had taken that long just to brush my hair. Suprisingly enough, my hair was atleast a foot longer then it had been a week ago. It now hung past my waist, what was going on? I definitely couldn't win a swim meet with this hair, it wouldn't even fit in my cap.
I really didn't care at this moment, I needed food, and I was already becoming faint with the lack of energy. Walking down the hallway, the blood started to rush from my head, I leaned on the wall for support and slowed down. Fuzz filled my fission like a messed up TV channel. Groaning, I was becoming nauseated. Food, I need it. I heard a door open, barely, my legs grew weak and I fell. Completely blind at this moment, I laid there, waiting for the blood to come back to my head.
"Jessica? Is that you?" I heard Nightcrawler's voice from above my head.
"Oh, yes," I groaned.
"What's wrong?" I heard the worry in his voice.
"Not eating for 4 days, I can't even seem to walk down a hallway these days." I groaned.
"Do you want any help?" He asked, the pride I have swirled inside of me.
"No, I don't need help," I said stubbornly as I quickly stood up again, the blood flowing from my head again and I stumbled. Letting out a small yelp I fell, caught in a pair of arms.
"Are you all right?" I heard his voice say, though I couldn't see him. I could feel myself about to faint, I couldn't loose it, I couldn't turn into a mermaid again. I concentrated on my breathing.
"Ok," I whispered, "Go ahead." I couldn't see him acknowledge anything I said, but all of a sudden I felt a gust of wind blow around my face, and blinding light shone through my closed eyes.
"There you are," He said, and set me in a chair, I opened my eyes and rested my head on the table, my new, long hair fluttered down onto my lap.
"Are you doing all right?" Logan asked in his ruff voice.
"Yeah, just starving," I replied weakly.
"Jessica,"
No response, he sat quietly in his wheelchair. A tingling suddenly itched in the back of his mind. She had awakened, Xavier looked up at her floating in the middle of the tank. Her eyes were still closed, and her breathing was still very subtle and weak. Speaking to her now could make her go into shock from the abrupt voice in her head.
"Kurt," Xavier whispered, Nightcrawler's head shot up out of his hands to gaze at the professor questioningly. Xavier waved him over and Nightcrawler slowly stood and walked to his side. "She has awakened, she is only sleeping now, she hasn't eaten anything since she went into the tank. Would you tell Kitty she has come to, and call Jean and Beast in please." He said in a low voice to not disturb Jessica of her now deep sleep.
"Right away, Professor!" Nightcrawler happily smiled to him, and then to Jessica as he ran from the room. The door never closed though, and Chris walked in. Looking sadly at Jessica she walked down to the Professor.
"What happened?" He asked, almost casually.
"I'm not exactly sure, she went into a coma four days ago."
"So she was here the whole time and no one told me?" Anger filled Chris' voice.
"You didn't ask, you didn't seem to worry." Xavier replied in a cold, calm voice. There was a silence in the room, Chris paused before stalking out of the lab again. The door closed just as a sigh escaped from the tank.
"Ah, you are awake at last." Xavier spoke to her mind. Jessica looked at her hands, they had grown more webbed looking, but not abnormal. She looked sadly at her fin, green scales shimmering in the salty water. Her pants that were ripped were on the base of the tank, not eating for four days made her lose weight. She looked at the shirt she was wearing, it rippled around her with the water. Letting out a sigh, she looked startled and felt her neck, gills had appeared there, where she breathed now instead of her nose and mouth.
"What is wrong with me?" Her voice rang like a whale song, vibrating through the water, sad and low.
"You are a mutant, Jessica, this is what you are." Xavier replied, "But with later training, you can get control and be this whenever you want to, and have a choice about it."
She nodded understandingly in the water, her face emotionless and her eyes looking around the tank. Her eyes were different now, the white around her eye had turned black, and the color of her eye had turned very white, leaving the pupil to shine lustrously in the center.
The water shivered and vibrated with her voice, "How do I go back?"
"Concentrate on your human form, control your breathing, and clear everything from your mind. But don't do it just yet," Xavier spoke to her through his mind, she wouldn't hear him if he spoke aloud.
I looked sadly at my fin again, what am I? How did I end up like this? I felt my face, atleast it was the same. I heard something vibrate the water, unknowingly, I swam awkwardly to the glass edge. I hadn't yet figured out how to swim with a fin yet. Looking out, I saw a blurry door open and two figures come in, the door closing behind them. One figure was large and blue, Beast. The other was taller than I, with a red head, Jean, unless someone was wearing a red hat. It was hard to see anything not in the water. Mumbled voices sounded outside the tank, I could hear one directed at me, but I just couldn't hear.
"Jean asked you if you would like us to leave while you transform back," Xavier's voice sounded in my head. I then came to realize that I had no pants on.
"That would be nice," I smiled, the water shaking the glass. I ran my tongue over my teeth, they were normal except for my canine teeth, which were like shark's teeth, very sharp, my smile must have looked very sinister.
The door opened and closed again, Jean sat on the floor where Xavier's wheelchair had been. Her voice all of a sudden boomed in my head,
"Are you ready?" She asked.
"Yes, but please whisper," I winced as the voice echoed in my head.
In a now whispering voice, Jean said, "Ok, concentrate on your human form, without the gills, and without the fin. Concentrate on your breathing, or your heart beat and keep it steady." Her voice dulled in my head as my heart beat steadily in my chest. I thought of my human form, my teeth not so pointy, my fin as a pair of legs instead. Slowly, I felt something happen, a tingling in my fin. I concentrated harder, I could feel them mutating, I couldn't watch. They became a pair of legs again, and I swam normally now. Concentrating on my heartbeat, I started to choke on the water and swam quickly to the surface of the tank. My nose seemed to open as I gasped for breath, cold air filling my lungs like sweet candy in my mouth. I looked around, everything was fuzzy, I blinked and soon my eyes dilated back to the way they were. Jean stood from where she was seated, I hadn't noticed the towel that she brought for me. Climbing out of the large tank, I found a set of metal stairs to the floor.
"Here," Jean said simply, placing the towel over my shoulders. "I left a set of clothes that I stole from your dresser, I'll guard the door for you." She ruffled my hair like I was a child and left.
While dressing I looked back, I really was as helpless as a child. I couldn't even keep myself from changing into a mermaid.
I was rubbing the towel on my head to dry my hair when there was a knock on the door. I'm sure I looked absolutely ridiculous, with my hair very ruffled and messy. When they came in after I said they could, it was Xavier, Beast, and Jean.
"Nice to see that you are doing well, Jessica," Xavier said, "You must be hungry from not eating for 4 days strait. It's almost time for dinner anyway, so you can head that way now.
"Thanks," I replied, "I'll brush my hair first though." I placed a hand atop the frizz and folded up the towel and my wet shirt.
I walked to my room, the others had gone on to the kitchen. I opened the door and who would be in there but Jordan Betigo.
"Hello?" I asked as I entered my own room.
"Oh, hi, everyone was leaving you cards, and I wanted to leave you one before I came, but it looks like I was too late." He smiled sheepishly as he pulled a card out of his pocket and placed it on her dresser.
"Well," I paused slightly, "Thanks," I smiled at him, hoping he didn't have anything else in mind. He smiled back at her, his blue eyes shining brightly, though not touched by his smile. He walked over to me, as if he meant to do something. I took a step inside, leaving the exit wide open for him. He reached out his hand, as if to touch me, but as he approached, his hand grasped the frame of the door as he swung out into the hallway.
Something was definitely brewing in his mind, I closed the door quietly, and locked it in an afterthought. Going over to my dresser, I left the cards alone for now. Brushing my hair as quickly as possible was my main priority before eating. Food, I hadn't eaten in 4 days, my stomach grumbled furiously, I looked down at my stomach, as if I thought I could get any skinnier, my ribs showed horribly now, and my arms were frail and skinny. I had no idea that anyone could lose this much weight in only 4 days.
Grabbing a clump of hair, I began to brush, but something was different about my hair.
10 minutes later I looked in the mirror, it had taken that long just to brush my hair. Suprisingly enough, my hair was atleast a foot longer then it had been a week ago. It now hung past my waist, what was going on? I definitely couldn't win a swim meet with this hair, it wouldn't even fit in my cap.
I really didn't care at this moment, I needed food, and I was already becoming faint with the lack of energy. Walking down the hallway, the blood started to rush from my head, I leaned on the wall for support and slowed down. Fuzz filled my fission like a messed up TV channel. Groaning, I was becoming nauseated. Food, I need it. I heard a door open, barely, my legs grew weak and I fell. Completely blind at this moment, I laid there, waiting for the blood to come back to my head.
"Jessica? Is that you?" I heard Nightcrawler's voice from above my head.
"Oh, yes," I groaned.
"What's wrong?" I heard the worry in his voice.
"Not eating for 4 days, I can't even seem to walk down a hallway these days." I groaned.
"Do you want any help?" He asked, the pride I have swirled inside of me.
"No, I don't need help," I said stubbornly as I quickly stood up again, the blood flowing from my head again and I stumbled. Letting out a small yelp I fell, caught in a pair of arms.
"Are you all right?" I heard his voice say, though I couldn't see him. I could feel myself about to faint, I couldn't loose it, I couldn't turn into a mermaid again. I concentrated on my breathing.
"Ok," I whispered, "Go ahead." I couldn't see him acknowledge anything I said, but all of a sudden I felt a gust of wind blow around my face, and blinding light shone through my closed eyes.
"There you are," He said, and set me in a chair, I opened my eyes and rested my head on the table, my new, long hair fluttered down onto my lap.
"Are you doing all right?" Logan asked in his ruff voice.
"Yeah, just starving," I replied weakly.