A/n: new chapter, as in completely brand new and before this, unseen by
anyone cept me! Ooooh excitement! Anyways, this is chapter three of
Longing, and to verify anything that hasn't been understood – Rogue/Bobby
no more but Blanche/Bobby not going at the moment, only they've realised
they've liked each other for ages (thanks to rogue!)
Anyway please r/r? Keep smilin evry1! =)
Instar
Longing Chapter 3
As everyone else filed into the jet the morning after, I remained st on the chair and just looked around me. I was pretty much full strength again, but being caught had scared me. It'd never really happened before, except when someone was playing a joke, so it wasn't that hard to break out when someone did.
I watched people, trying not to listen – I didn't like listening in, it was like I was invading their personal space, and it felt wrong to pry and wonder round, though I had done on several occasions – usually when I was bored enough for it to not feel wrong, or when I needed to use my powers because I got headaches if I didn't use them enough. I was curious about the new addition, Nightcrawler – Kurt. I looked at him, tilting my head to one side and surveying him with a soft gaze.
"We love what you've done with your hair," Magneto laughed at Rogue, and I concentrated on filtering my thoughts through the blocking helmet, trying to tell him to keep his ugly thoughts to himself. "Cant reach me," he muttered, tapping his helmet as he pointed to me.
"Oh yeah, how did you know I was trying?" I asked, and he hushed, for a few minutes only before he started talking to John. Bobby turned and looked over at me, asking whether I was alright. "Yeah, course I am! I was just seeing whether I could get through his helmet," I nodded in the direction of Magneto, and he turned his attention to John.
"Blanche, did it hurt?" I asked him what he was talking about. "When you... when you got stuck in?" I shook my head, asking what he really wanted to know. I hadnt pried, I'd only sensed that he hadnt really meant that. "When you found out your family didn't want you."
"Did I ever tell you about how I got to Xavier's? I was there before you remember?" He shook his head, muttering that I hadnt told him what had happened. "I had parents once. I don't remember them, I was five when I left there. Xavier could tell I was a mutant and he knew who my parents were. They were strong supporters of Stryker, and it's him whose coordinating this mess we're in now." I took a deep breath and looked down at my hands, before looking back up, straight ahead rather than at Bobby. "They might even be there."
"Where?"
"Alkali Lake. I might see them." Bobby asked what that would mean and I shrugged, muttering that I had no idea, maybe it meant that I'd see them, and they'd realise why I went missing. Maybe they'd be happy to see me, and maybe they'd want to kill me for what I was. I didn't know what to expect or what I wanted from them. I lost myself in my own thoughts for once, not wary of disturbing anyone I roamed my mind, seeing everything I was thinking written out exactly for me to see.
Bobby moved off to talk to Rogue – and I accepted that they would have stuff to sort out. I looked up at Kurt next to me and I couldn't help my mind from slipping into his, it came so effortlessly – sometimes too easy once you'd been reading someone's mind. I could see some memories of his circus days, where he'd been seen as a wonder, not a freak as we were now. Most of us had experienced rejection at some time or other, and it hurt. I could only imagine what it felt like to be rejected by people you used to know intimately, and love as a family.
We were getting close, I could tell by the coldness in the air, and the anticipation which radiated from Logan's body. It was so strong I could have sensed it was I not telepathic. Bobby, Rogue and John had an air of confusion about them, even though John's was masked by a seal of confidence. They didn't know about what was going to happen, I could tell this much at least. They didn't want to die through this mission to save the proffessor, and possibly to save something else... I could feel that there was something else at stake here I just wasn't sure what it was. I could sense that it was something big, just how big I wasn't sure.
"Blanche, we're going to need your help," Jean said quietly, breaking inside my trance-like state as I jerked back to reality. I asked why, confused, and she muttered that I was the only one with advanced enough powers to reach out to Stryker and find out where the 'command centre' was.
"Okay, when d'you want me to try?"
"Now if you're feeling up to it." I sighed and nodded, trying to relax myself so my head wouldn't hurt if I tried to wander again. I hadnt used my powers this much in years, since I'd first become aware of exactly what it was I could do.
I concentrated on Stryker, trying to filter my way through his present thoughts, trying not to be noticed. It wasn't hard for someone who rarely had his head probed into – it was people like the proffessor and Jean that noticed. I searched through his thoughts for the mental map that took him round the base without a problem. I could instantly see the route from the slipway entrance to the command centre.
I told Jean about it once I slipped out, and then slipped back in of my own accord to see if he knew anything about my parents. I knew my last name, though I hadnt used it in years, and knew what to look for, Treamore. It didn't take long. From what I could gather in the little time I was in there – trying not to make it obvious I was probing – they were Doctors, research scientists that had developed a mutant control serum – the one that had been used by Stryker to subdue Kurt and Magneto.
They had also been the ones to 'create' the Wolverine. Logan.
A/n I know it's shorter than the other ones, but I also thought that would be the ideal place to end a chapter! What d'you think? Keep smiling =) instar
Longing Chapter 3
As everyone else filed into the jet the morning after, I remained st on the chair and just looked around me. I was pretty much full strength again, but being caught had scared me. It'd never really happened before, except when someone was playing a joke, so it wasn't that hard to break out when someone did.
I watched people, trying not to listen – I didn't like listening in, it was like I was invading their personal space, and it felt wrong to pry and wonder round, though I had done on several occasions – usually when I was bored enough for it to not feel wrong, or when I needed to use my powers because I got headaches if I didn't use them enough. I was curious about the new addition, Nightcrawler – Kurt. I looked at him, tilting my head to one side and surveying him with a soft gaze.
"We love what you've done with your hair," Magneto laughed at Rogue, and I concentrated on filtering my thoughts through the blocking helmet, trying to tell him to keep his ugly thoughts to himself. "Cant reach me," he muttered, tapping his helmet as he pointed to me.
"Oh yeah, how did you know I was trying?" I asked, and he hushed, for a few minutes only before he started talking to John. Bobby turned and looked over at me, asking whether I was alright. "Yeah, course I am! I was just seeing whether I could get through his helmet," I nodded in the direction of Magneto, and he turned his attention to John.
"Blanche, did it hurt?" I asked him what he was talking about. "When you... when you got stuck in?" I shook my head, asking what he really wanted to know. I hadnt pried, I'd only sensed that he hadnt really meant that. "When you found out your family didn't want you."
"Did I ever tell you about how I got to Xavier's? I was there before you remember?" He shook his head, muttering that I hadnt told him what had happened. "I had parents once. I don't remember them, I was five when I left there. Xavier could tell I was a mutant and he knew who my parents were. They were strong supporters of Stryker, and it's him whose coordinating this mess we're in now." I took a deep breath and looked down at my hands, before looking back up, straight ahead rather than at Bobby. "They might even be there."
"Where?"
"Alkali Lake. I might see them." Bobby asked what that would mean and I shrugged, muttering that I had no idea, maybe it meant that I'd see them, and they'd realise why I went missing. Maybe they'd be happy to see me, and maybe they'd want to kill me for what I was. I didn't know what to expect or what I wanted from them. I lost myself in my own thoughts for once, not wary of disturbing anyone I roamed my mind, seeing everything I was thinking written out exactly for me to see.
Bobby moved off to talk to Rogue – and I accepted that they would have stuff to sort out. I looked up at Kurt next to me and I couldn't help my mind from slipping into his, it came so effortlessly – sometimes too easy once you'd been reading someone's mind. I could see some memories of his circus days, where he'd been seen as a wonder, not a freak as we were now. Most of us had experienced rejection at some time or other, and it hurt. I could only imagine what it felt like to be rejected by people you used to know intimately, and love as a family.
We were getting close, I could tell by the coldness in the air, and the anticipation which radiated from Logan's body. It was so strong I could have sensed it was I not telepathic. Bobby, Rogue and John had an air of confusion about them, even though John's was masked by a seal of confidence. They didn't know about what was going to happen, I could tell this much at least. They didn't want to die through this mission to save the proffessor, and possibly to save something else... I could feel that there was something else at stake here I just wasn't sure what it was. I could sense that it was something big, just how big I wasn't sure.
"Blanche, we're going to need your help," Jean said quietly, breaking inside my trance-like state as I jerked back to reality. I asked why, confused, and she muttered that I was the only one with advanced enough powers to reach out to Stryker and find out where the 'command centre' was.
"Okay, when d'you want me to try?"
"Now if you're feeling up to it." I sighed and nodded, trying to relax myself so my head wouldn't hurt if I tried to wander again. I hadnt used my powers this much in years, since I'd first become aware of exactly what it was I could do.
I concentrated on Stryker, trying to filter my way through his present thoughts, trying not to be noticed. It wasn't hard for someone who rarely had his head probed into – it was people like the proffessor and Jean that noticed. I searched through his thoughts for the mental map that took him round the base without a problem. I could instantly see the route from the slipway entrance to the command centre.
I told Jean about it once I slipped out, and then slipped back in of my own accord to see if he knew anything about my parents. I knew my last name, though I hadnt used it in years, and knew what to look for, Treamore. It didn't take long. From what I could gather in the little time I was in there – trying not to make it obvious I was probing – they were Doctors, research scientists that had developed a mutant control serum – the one that had been used by Stryker to subdue Kurt and Magneto.
They had also been the ones to 'create' the Wolverine. Logan.
A/n I know it's shorter than the other ones, but I also thought that would be the ideal place to end a chapter! What d'you think? Keep smiling =) instar