Title: The prophecies Chapter: 4 Disclaimer: I don't own the theme I only own original characters and some original concepts. Used some lyrics from Evanescence's songs, which I again do not own.
N.B. to the reader This story is set after the second X men film and uses the characters as portrayed in the film, although they some times differ from the original cartoon version.
He was standing in the middle of an octagon shaped cross roads with four doors and four corridors leading on into darkness. In all his life he had never seen a mind so highly defended, it was like walking through an iron clad maze. He passed through a corridor only to find himself in a cross roads identical to the one he had just left. Moving towards one of the four solid iron doors he reached out for the handle only to be flung back with a tremendous force. 'This child must be one of great secrets and fear to have such powerful defences' thought the professor as he walked through this endless maze of corridors.
He started to have a sense of unease, for more and more he felt like he was walking through a deserted house. All the lights were on, but nobody was home. A thin beam of light appeared on the floor, following it to its source he was confronted with a set of large double doors, which swung themselves open at his approach sensing his presence.
The room beyond was that of a huge hall in the style of cathedral. Long tall windows lay bordered up only letting in fragments of light which made splintered shapes on the floor in between stone pillars as high as the ceiling. The professor began to realise that this girl was one of deep thought and intelligence causing him to wonder if perhaps this place had its own hidden defences.
At the far end of the hall a stone tomb seemed to rise from the floor with steps spiralled around the base. Ascending these stairs he looked on to the platform with fascinated eyes. In the centre was a glass pane frosted and cracked with the weathers of time. The Professor crouching on his knees, attempted to distinguish the shadow of a figure hidden beneath. Wiping the glass, which lay flush with the stone, to clear his vision he stared down into the chamber beneath where a young girl, which he knew lay asleep in his infirmary, was lying as if dead. Her hair was clean and lay in waves around her face. She was dressed in the finest material with gold jewellery surrounding her picturesque countenance.
The eyes opened in a flash revealing sparkling blue eyes, like those described to him by Heidi but these had pupils. A cold penetrating chill started to infect his mind. He tried to move away in order escape the perturbing feelings but as he did so a hand as strong as iron and as cold as death reached through the glass from the chamber below at a phenomenal speed to grip his shoulder in an iron vice. Struggling with all his might he looked back in horror at the lifeless eyes to see a tear roll down the child's frost covered cheek.
A voice echoed around the hall, coming from all directions, as loud as a cyclone but so quiet that he could barely make out the words.
"Set me free! Or else I shall be lost. I know you hear me I can taste it in yours tears"
And with that he felt his mind freezing and slipping away under the ice lakes of her eyes. When he felt arms around him, pulling back, hands digging right into his shoulders, yanking his clothes, he resurfaced taking a massive breath.
Turning to thank his saviour, he sat in stunned silence gazing at the girl in front of him. It was the girl as he knew her, with ragged clothes, pale but living skin and her long hair tied back into a plait. When she talked he felt confusion come over him for he could hear the girl talking to him in a musical voice but couldn't understand her words, gradually he began to hear a whispering voice talking in his ear in perfect English over the top of her voice.
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