Theressa and her mother where in the living room a few weeks later
when Jean and Scott walked in.
"How do you feel Mrs. Conwell?" Jean asked.
"I'm fine, with the exception of my broken arm. Please Jean call me Margaret."
"Well, I am terribly sorry for the lose of your husband." Scott said.
"I'm not too upset about it. When he realized that Theressa was a mutant he was such a jerk to her an had been ever since. I'm kind of glad he's gone."
"It may not be for good." Xavier interrupted as he came in to the room. Wolverine was pushing his wheelchair. "There is a man out front who says he wants to see you, Theressa."
"I would highly suggest you stay clear of him, kid" Wolverine said as he walked in behind Xavier.
"What ever he has to say to me he can say it in front of everyone else." Theressa said to Xavier, who sighed and said, "He says he is your father."
Theressa's eyes grew so large that Logan thought they would pop out of her head like they do on cartoon shows.
Logan, my father died, didn't he?
That's what I thought. Maybe he went out the backdoor.
"Why don't you got talk to the man?" Scott suggested.
Theressa was still looking at wolverine when her mother said
"I'll go with you."
"No! I want to do this alone."
She never once took her eyes off of Wolverine. She guessed it was because she now thought of wolverine as her protector and that he would follow her into whatever situation if needed. As Theressa walked in to the hallway her heart filled with rage and anger. She was mad that this man had the nerve to call her his daughter. Then confusion and longing set in. Oh how she wanted to see her father again. She longed to be held in his arms once more. She loved her father even if he hated her. Theressa's mother had taught her to love her enemy and in this case that includes her father.
"There you are Theressa." The man said when Theressa appeared. "I have come to take you away from this retched school. You can live with me and be truly happy."
"This can't be the same man that I once called my father." Theressa thought.
Then the man grabbed Theressa's right arm. Theressa felt threatened and invaded so she tried to pull away but his grip just got stronger. When pulling away didn't work she kneed him in the gut and he doubled over as he released her arm.
"First, Lets get one thing strait. I am not going with anyone who grabs me like that. Second, Who the heck are you"?
The man stood up and gazed into Theressa's baby blue eyes. His where light like fire and his skin was as white as snow but at the same time as transparent as ice. His hair was a fire blue. Theressa looked down at her arm. There was a ring of ice where the man had grabbed her. Then suddenly it began to burn but ever so slowly. He must not have full control over his powers yet. She thought but her thoughts where interrupted by the man' words.
"Don't you recognize me daughter? Daddy's home!"
"How do you feel Mrs. Conwell?" Jean asked.
"I'm fine, with the exception of my broken arm. Please Jean call me Margaret."
"Well, I am terribly sorry for the lose of your husband." Scott said.
"I'm not too upset about it. When he realized that Theressa was a mutant he was such a jerk to her an had been ever since. I'm kind of glad he's gone."
"It may not be for good." Xavier interrupted as he came in to the room. Wolverine was pushing his wheelchair. "There is a man out front who says he wants to see you, Theressa."
"I would highly suggest you stay clear of him, kid" Wolverine said as he walked in behind Xavier.
"What ever he has to say to me he can say it in front of everyone else." Theressa said to Xavier, who sighed and said, "He says he is your father."
Theressa's eyes grew so large that Logan thought they would pop out of her head like they do on cartoon shows.
Logan, my father died, didn't he?
That's what I thought. Maybe he went out the backdoor.
"Why don't you got talk to the man?" Scott suggested.
Theressa was still looking at wolverine when her mother said
"I'll go with you."
"No! I want to do this alone."
She never once took her eyes off of Wolverine. She guessed it was because she now thought of wolverine as her protector and that he would follow her into whatever situation if needed. As Theressa walked in to the hallway her heart filled with rage and anger. She was mad that this man had the nerve to call her his daughter. Then confusion and longing set in. Oh how she wanted to see her father again. She longed to be held in his arms once more. She loved her father even if he hated her. Theressa's mother had taught her to love her enemy and in this case that includes her father.
"There you are Theressa." The man said when Theressa appeared. "I have come to take you away from this retched school. You can live with me and be truly happy."
"This can't be the same man that I once called my father." Theressa thought.
Then the man grabbed Theressa's right arm. Theressa felt threatened and invaded so she tried to pull away but his grip just got stronger. When pulling away didn't work she kneed him in the gut and he doubled over as he released her arm.
"First, Lets get one thing strait. I am not going with anyone who grabs me like that. Second, Who the heck are you"?
The man stood up and gazed into Theressa's baby blue eyes. His where light like fire and his skin was as white as snow but at the same time as transparent as ice. His hair was a fire blue. Theressa looked down at her arm. There was a ring of ice where the man had grabbed her. Then suddenly it began to burn but ever so slowly. He must not have full control over his powers yet. She thought but her thoughts where interrupted by the man' words.
"Don't you recognize me daughter? Daddy's home!"