"Kitty, Jean, Kurt, Spyke, Scott and Rogue report to the planning room immediately!" Xavier's voice rang clear throughout the Institute. However, a few of the X-Men had other plans.
"Uh…vhat issit?" Kurt yawned. He rolled over and looked at the clock, "4:40?!" Kurt groaned and threw the clock across the room.
Kurt was just about to fall back asleep when he received a loud knock at his door.
"Now vhat?"
"Kurt! C'mon! Xavier wants us downstairs, suited up and everything, pronto!" Scott yelled through the door.
"Five more hovours!"
Scott sighed.
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A little while later, everyone arrived in the planning room including Storm. Xavier was waiting for them at his desk.
"Okay team, I have just received confirmation that a prisoner from Westin Hills has just escaped and is headed this way. He is highly dangerous and very powerful."
"Who is it?" Scott asked.
"His name is Lhach," Xavier explained, "I've been working with him for over four years now but his telepathy is very uncontrollable and unpredictable."
Kurt eyed Xavier, "How come you've never told us about him bevore?"
"Because Lhach was supposed to be a secret," Xavier sighed, "Mystique got Wanda because I wasn't careful enough with her. I wasn't going to take a change of Mystique finding out about Lhach. Who knows what she would do with someone like him."
"So what's this guy's power anyway?" Spyke chimed in.
"He has a form of telepathy that is very unstable and dangerous. When we find him it is very important to avoid any sort of eye contact." Xavior said sternly.
Kurt paused, "Vut do you mean, 'ven ve find him'?"
"I called everyone down here today because Ceribro was able to find him near the old shipping docks down by the ocean." Xavier explained, "And we need to get him back to Westin Hills. He is very dangerous and who knows what he'd do if left unattended."
There was a silent pause before Wolverine came in all suited up, "I'm ready when you are Chuck."
Xavior nodded and looked back at his team, "This will be a tough mission but a very important one. Do you remember what happened with Wanda at the mall construction site? Don't let it happen again and don't let your guard down."
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The X-Jet zoomed over Bayville and flew high above the clouds. Considering how fast the jet was flying, the X-Men would at the docks in no time.
Jean sat next to Scott up front, to help fly the jet. Xavier sat behind Jean and couldn't help but notice the distressed look on her face.
"Xavier," Jean asked quietly, "How did Cerebro find Lhach? I thought that wouldn't work with him."
"I know, but for some reason, it did." Xavier said impassively.
"Well that's good." Jean gave a weak smile.
"No, it's not."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, the only reason Cerebro wasn't able to find Lhach before was because he had two pulses and two brain waves. And sense he's telepathic, Cerebro would have had to find him by reading his brain waves patterns. But sense Lhach had two, it wouldn't work."
"So…."
"So, because Cerebro was now able to find Lhach it means that he has only one brain wave pattern."
"Well that's great! Lhach must've fought off the other personality."
Xavier frowned, "Or the other around."
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When the X-Men got to the old shipping docks, the sun was still beyond the horizon. They walked to an old, abandoned, three-story building overlooking the ocean. There were stacks of old crates and barrels piled messily up against the building. You could smell the salty air coming from the ocean. The X-Men walked down to a few big, old, wooden docks lightly built over the water. The waves lingered by the shoreline and erupted into the large wooden poles holding up the docks. The wing was strong that night and the waves gently rocked the unsteady, old dock back and forth. The area was completely deserted except for the wide, concrete warehouse. A cold rush of air blew past Jean's face. It was very cold near the ocean. She listened to the water racing smoothly up the shore and receding back. It was slowly getting lighter out. Every thing was silent besides the constant brushing of the waves against the docks and shores.
Xavier split the team into three different groups. Group one consisted of Kurt, Jean and Kitty. Group two was Rogue, Storm and Xavier and group three was Wolverine, Scott and Spyke.
Jean's group had headed off inside the old building while the others went in different directions outside. As the group headed inside, another cold rush of wind blew the door off its hinges. Kitty jumped backwards when the door hit the ground. Kurt rolled his eyes and followed Jean inside, Kitty following shortly after.
They walked through the old, broken down building for sometime without finding anything. Kitty looked around in amazement at how much stuff was in there. There were old crates, wooden stools and desks, wires and cords sticking out of the ceiling, and holes everywhere in the floor. Jean had to levitate everyone up to each floor because all the staircases were, for the most part, crumbling to bits and pieces.
All of the sudden, a large wooden beam flew down from the ceiling and crashed into pieces right behind the group. Kitty jumped back and looked up. A shadowy figure was making its way through the rafters. Kitty ran back to catch up with Jean and Kurt. She started walking behind them, or so she thought, not letting her eyes drift away from the ceiling. But suddenly, Kitty stopped. She realized she was all alone.
Kitty looked around frantically, praying she would she Jean or Kurt standing across the room. But there was no one.
Suddenly, Kitty heard a loud creak followed by a thud coming from up in the rafters. Kitty jolted around and looked up to the ceiling.
"Kurt? S'at you?" Kitty called out. But no one was there.
Another loud thud came and Kitty desperately scanned the area for the source of the sound. Finding that she was all alone still, Kitty ran into a different part of the building that she hadn't seen yet. She ran from room to room hoping to find Jean or Kurt.
Kitty tried calling out for Kurt again but when she received no response she began to panic. She ran out of the room and ended up where she started. Kitty sighed.
"Where are you guys?" She quietly asked no one in particular.
"Thgir ereh."
Kitty whipped herself around and ended up face to face with Lhach. The cloth was still on his face but Kitty could see his burning black eyes through it. She tried to look away but Lhach grabbed her and threw her down onto the floor. Kitty shut her eyes tight and jumped up from the ground, phasing herself right through Lhach. He shot his head around towards Kitty.
Kitty soon found herself gazing into Lhach's eyes. She immediately froze. She starred at Lhach in horror as he raised a knife high above his head.
"Lhach, don't." she whispered.
Kitty couldn't move.
"Please…..don't."
Kitty looked around desperately in search of something that could fight him off. But there was nothing.
"Lhach, please."
Lhach looked down at Kitty and stopped.
"Lhach, please, listen to me. You don't want to do this. Please!" Kitty tried desperately to stall him in hopes that Jean or Kurt might find her.
Inside Lhach's mind was screaming: yelling at him to not listen to her. But Lhach couldn't help it. He didn't want to kill her. But he was powerless against his own mind.
Kitty looked up at Lhach, "Please! Don't!"
Lhach opened his mouth as if to say something but before anyhng came out it was too late.
Like a flash of lightning the silver blade crested the air and brought itself down into Kitty's heart. Blood spilled out of the open wound near Kitty's neck, but she didn't scream. Instead she lay there. The blood instantly created a moat around Kitty. Her eyes became clouded over and then everything stopped.
A few rooms away from theirs, Jean felt something wrong. Something wasn't right. But she wasn't quick enough.
Lhach starred down at he Kitty's body and looked at his hands. Had he just killed her? Lhach shook his head slowly and a tear rolled down his face and fell the floor. Lhach starred at Kitty in disbelief. That was it.
Kitty was dead.
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Kind of a long chapter. This is not the end! Don't worry. I was lucky enough to finish this chapter today and was able to post it. Unfortunately you won't be able to read what happens next until Monday (i think). Sorry, but I'm going to be in Louisiana for my grandparents wedding anniversary and my laptop's busted! cry It wasn't my fault! The dog got it I swear! (…) Uh…sorry. So anyhoo, the end is near. In about two or three chapters actually. However, at the end of the story there is a HUGE twist that you not believe! MWA HA HA HA HA!! Please review!