X - Angel
Chapter 12
Piper followed Logan, and just as he stopped, the man spun round, and went to hit her. Piper, in a panic, jumped up onto the Wall, and then lept off, making a forward roll onto the floor, jumping up onto her feet - and then positioned herself in the fighting stance he had shown her before.
"Good." Logan commented, as he moved his head to the side, cracking the bones in his neck.
"Thanks..." Piper slyly smiled, and went to throw a fake punch, to which Logan side stepped, right into Piper's leg's, as she spun herself on the floor, taking his feet out from under him. She jumped onto his stomach, straddeling him, and holding his arms down by his side's.
Grunting as he does, Logan looked up at her, seeing her face turn a shade of Red, and her eyes start to dim, to an all round Mettalic Black. A little shocked by the change in her, Piper then found some extra strength in her, and pushed herself up from the ground, and she flew up into the air, clinging onto one of the old wooden beam's, against the arched Ceiling.
"What do you think of that?" She asked walking along the beam's, in a balletic style, with her arms out from her side's, and pointing her toe's, outwards, before she stepped down.
Logan was picking himself up from the ground, bringing the air back into his lung's, and glanced into the mirror.
Piper, picking up on this, forward flipped her way gracefully down the wall, and dropped just short of the mirror, landing perfectly on her feet, before the pane the Professor was behind.
Xavier was also a little startled by her eyes, but dismissed it immediatly, as she placed her hands up against the Glass, and smiled.
"How did I do Professor?" She asked. No answer. She let out a smirk. "I know your there..." Xavier watched from inside, not moving, as she lent her forehead against it. "I can see you... seeing me..." She smiled tapping her finger against her left temple, just as she sharpley turned to the right.
Xavier turned to his left, both were looking in the same direction, as Warren stood by the door. Piper, closed her eyes, and pulled her head back, and then forward again, opening her eyes, just as her pupil's, came down from the back of her head.
"Hey Warren..." She smiled, her mood lightening back to her usual self. A clicking sound could be heard, and the mirror'd panel raised itself, dissapearing into the wall. Still behind a pane of glass, the Professor sat, with a slight smile perched in the corner's of his mouth.
"Well done my dear." He congratulated.
Piper smiled, and pulled a little curtsey, as the Panel came back down.
"Would you like to continue, or call it a day?" Logan asked her, as she returned.
"Why? You afraid I'll beat you... again?" She quipped, and laughed as she saw the look of frustration he gave her. "No it's alright... I'm a little tired." She lied, and picking up her things, left the room meeting Warren outside of the door.
"That was some performance..." He commented impressed.
"Thanks." Piper smiled, as they walked down the hall, she took hold of his hand, and clasped it in her own.