Eventually everyone was back at the school all except Theressa. Logan suspected that she had taken the long way home. He knew that she wasn't lost because she knew her way around most of those woods just about as good as he did. Chris was impatient with her now. Jasmine was still out and he didn't have the slightest clue as to what to do next.
Finally around five o'clock that evening, Chris heard the engine of her Norton and the open and close sound of the front door.
"Thank God that she's home." Chris muttered to himself. Theressa walked into the kitchen where Chris was reading.
"Honey can I talk to you?"
"Of course! You know you can." Theresa exclaimed as she found a bottle of red wine and poured a glass.
"How.....how do you think I.... my powers manifested themselves?"
"Well, When Scott fired his optic blast and it hit Jasmine's Psi knife the chemical bondage changed. So when it hit you it caused your powers to emerge."
"Do you like me being a mutant?" Theressa walked over to Chris with two glasses of wine and handed one to him as she sat next to him on the window seat.
"What kind of question is that?" She asked as her scar change to yellow with confusion.
"Well, when I was little my brothers and I would play different games. James would pretend to have a broken leg and Michele would pretend to be the doctor who was fixing it. Well, I would want to have a broken leg or arm too. James would always yell at me and say that only one person could have this or only one person could have that. He said it spoiled everything if two people had the same problem. I was wondering if you felt the same way?"
Theressa didn't answer with her mind or with her words. She answered him with her lips. She moved closer to him and kissed him romantically. Then with her mind she said.
You know that I love you. I'm happy that you are a mutant but also sad because it means we will be targeted more. Theressa finished aloud. "We will survive. Besides we have Jasmine."
"Don't speak too soon Fox." Logan said as he came into the room. He handed Theressa a piece of paper.
"What is this?"
"A note from Jasmine. She's gone again."
"Well we have to go stop her." Chris said.
"No Chris. We can't. She has made her choice. Besides we can't force her to be a part of us anymore than you can force Logan not to fight."
"What dose it say?" Chris asked.
"Dear Black Fox,
I do not belong with you or Chris. I'm not the little girl that you knew and loved only a few days ago. Maybe if I hadn't been taken then things would have played out differently. I have to play the card that I hold and that is leaving you and Chris behind." Theressa paused to control her crying. Logan and Chris saw the scar turn Dark Ocean blue.
"Maybe if you had tried to convince me more. Maybe then the cards would have been changed but it is too late. Apocalypse and Cobra are my family and they will help me control my powers if I wish to do so.
The next move is yours and maybe you have the card of return or rescue. If you do then I will see you again but if you don't this is good-bye forever.
Truly yours,
Ultimate Flame!
By now Theressa allowed her tears to fall as she put the letter to her chest and barred her face in Chris' shoulders.
"It's okay. It sounded as if she is torn between two worlds. One who gave her life and one that gave her power. Maybe she will come back."
"I hope your right Logan," Chris said. "For Theressa's sake and ours." Theressa got up and left the room followed by Chris and Logan.
The note was left behind on the kitchen table. All hope of getting her little girl back was lost despite Logan's attempt to bring it back. All faith in her power was shattered by one little battle. Not physically but mental. She feels responsible for this somehow. These hateful emotions would eat at her heart for the rest of her days.
Finally around five o'clock that evening, Chris heard the engine of her Norton and the open and close sound of the front door.
"Thank God that she's home." Chris muttered to himself. Theressa walked into the kitchen where Chris was reading.
"Honey can I talk to you?"
"Of course! You know you can." Theresa exclaimed as she found a bottle of red wine and poured a glass.
"How.....how do you think I.... my powers manifested themselves?"
"Well, When Scott fired his optic blast and it hit Jasmine's Psi knife the chemical bondage changed. So when it hit you it caused your powers to emerge."
"Do you like me being a mutant?" Theressa walked over to Chris with two glasses of wine and handed one to him as she sat next to him on the window seat.
"What kind of question is that?" She asked as her scar change to yellow with confusion.
"Well, when I was little my brothers and I would play different games. James would pretend to have a broken leg and Michele would pretend to be the doctor who was fixing it. Well, I would want to have a broken leg or arm too. James would always yell at me and say that only one person could have this or only one person could have that. He said it spoiled everything if two people had the same problem. I was wondering if you felt the same way?"
Theressa didn't answer with her mind or with her words. She answered him with her lips. She moved closer to him and kissed him romantically. Then with her mind she said.
You know that I love you. I'm happy that you are a mutant but also sad because it means we will be targeted more. Theressa finished aloud. "We will survive. Besides we have Jasmine."
"Don't speak too soon Fox." Logan said as he came into the room. He handed Theressa a piece of paper.
"What is this?"
"A note from Jasmine. She's gone again."
"Well we have to go stop her." Chris said.
"No Chris. We can't. She has made her choice. Besides we can't force her to be a part of us anymore than you can force Logan not to fight."
"What dose it say?" Chris asked.
"Dear Black Fox,
I do not belong with you or Chris. I'm not the little girl that you knew and loved only a few days ago. Maybe if I hadn't been taken then things would have played out differently. I have to play the card that I hold and that is leaving you and Chris behind." Theressa paused to control her crying. Logan and Chris saw the scar turn Dark Ocean blue.
"Maybe if you had tried to convince me more. Maybe then the cards would have been changed but it is too late. Apocalypse and Cobra are my family and they will help me control my powers if I wish to do so.
The next move is yours and maybe you have the card of return or rescue. If you do then I will see you again but if you don't this is good-bye forever.
Truly yours,
Ultimate Flame!
By now Theressa allowed her tears to fall as she put the letter to her chest and barred her face in Chris' shoulders.
"It's okay. It sounded as if she is torn between two worlds. One who gave her life and one that gave her power. Maybe she will come back."
"I hope your right Logan," Chris said. "For Theressa's sake and ours." Theressa got up and left the room followed by Chris and Logan.
The note was left behind on the kitchen table. All hope of getting her little girl back was lost despite Logan's attempt to bring it back. All faith in her power was shattered by one little battle. Not physically but mental. She feels responsible for this somehow. These hateful emotions would eat at her heart for the rest of her days.