Wolverine found Theressa in the living room. She was sitting with her knees
up to her chest on the window seat crying.
"Hey Kid, What's troubling you?"
Logan saw her jump a little. He must have startled her. Logan pulled up a chair next to Theressa and sat in it backwards. There was a long silence but finally, still not looking at Logan, Theressa began to talk.
"I thought you were dead. I couldn't hear your thoughts anymore. It was like a light bulb went out in my mind. I could feel your pain until you were gone. I ran out because I couldn't bring myself to look at your body. I didn't want to think that I killed another person."
"Another person what do you mean?"
"My older sister. She was fifteen."
"How did it happen?"
"I do not want to talk about it okay?" Theressa screamed in Logan's face.
"Okay. Whatever you say, but if you do just come find me." Logan made his way to the door.
"We were playing in the backyard." Theressa said. "This is going to sound really stupid but we were pretending that we were the X-men."
That brought a smile to his face. Not very many people want to be the X- men.
"I was pretending to be you and Emily was pretending to be Cyclops. We pretended that Scott was posesed by some evil spirit or was being controlled by a man eating dog. Then he was forced to kill you."
Logan's smile grew bigger. Theressa had no idea how much that was true. At one time the two men had fought over the love of one woman. That woman was Jean Grey. Perhaps they still were at odds with each other.
"Well, one day Emily had me cornered. I raised my right hand to 'release the claws' when three lasers came out of my fingers and hit my sister in her chest. We took her to the hospital but the doctors said she died instantly. My father never looked at me ever again. He even said he didn't love me. When I had you in my power and threw you it was out of pure rage. Pure foolish anger."
Logan's hand was on the doorframe.
Why? He thought Why do good kids like her have to go through things like this? He turned and walked over to Theressa. He placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Kid, it's all right. From what you've told me it sounded like an accident."
"Yeah, but I was taking my anger at my father out on you. I don't want to do that. I want to have a reason to kill or injure."
"So in other words you don't want to be like me."
"That's not what I meant. I really want to be like you. I look up to you."
"Come here." Logan said as he pulled Theressa up of her seat and close to him. Theressa gave him a big hug. It was like the one she had given her father only stronger.
"Thanks for listing."
"Yeah, just promise me one thing."
"What?"
"No more of this Possessing people with evil dog spirits. Okay?"
"Not even Scott?"
"Especaly not Cyke. Jeannie would kill me if she ever found out." The two of them laughed as Theressa gave one last hug then pulled away. Logan kept his arm around Theressa's waist as they walked out of the room.
"Hey Kid, What's troubling you?"
Logan saw her jump a little. He must have startled her. Logan pulled up a chair next to Theressa and sat in it backwards. There was a long silence but finally, still not looking at Logan, Theressa began to talk.
"I thought you were dead. I couldn't hear your thoughts anymore. It was like a light bulb went out in my mind. I could feel your pain until you were gone. I ran out because I couldn't bring myself to look at your body. I didn't want to think that I killed another person."
"Another person what do you mean?"
"My older sister. She was fifteen."
"How did it happen?"
"I do not want to talk about it okay?" Theressa screamed in Logan's face.
"Okay. Whatever you say, but if you do just come find me." Logan made his way to the door.
"We were playing in the backyard." Theressa said. "This is going to sound really stupid but we were pretending that we were the X-men."
That brought a smile to his face. Not very many people want to be the X- men.
"I was pretending to be you and Emily was pretending to be Cyclops. We pretended that Scott was posesed by some evil spirit or was being controlled by a man eating dog. Then he was forced to kill you."
Logan's smile grew bigger. Theressa had no idea how much that was true. At one time the two men had fought over the love of one woman. That woman was Jean Grey. Perhaps they still were at odds with each other.
"Well, one day Emily had me cornered. I raised my right hand to 'release the claws' when three lasers came out of my fingers and hit my sister in her chest. We took her to the hospital but the doctors said she died instantly. My father never looked at me ever again. He even said he didn't love me. When I had you in my power and threw you it was out of pure rage. Pure foolish anger."
Logan's hand was on the doorframe.
Why? He thought Why do good kids like her have to go through things like this? He turned and walked over to Theressa. He placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Kid, it's all right. From what you've told me it sounded like an accident."
"Yeah, but I was taking my anger at my father out on you. I don't want to do that. I want to have a reason to kill or injure."
"So in other words you don't want to be like me."
"That's not what I meant. I really want to be like you. I look up to you."
"Come here." Logan said as he pulled Theressa up of her seat and close to him. Theressa gave him a big hug. It was like the one she had given her father only stronger.
"Thanks for listing."
"Yeah, just promise me one thing."
"What?"
"No more of this Possessing people with evil dog spirits. Okay?"
"Not even Scott?"
"Especaly not Cyke. Jeannie would kill me if she ever found out." The two of them laughed as Theressa gave one last hug then pulled away. Logan kept his arm around Theressa's waist as they walked out of the room.