Disclaimer – Once again, ONLY TWIST IS MINE. Getting bored of this yet?!
Note – Hmn….Not sure if I like this, but thankies for your lovely reviews anyway! and I have been fiddling around with the spacing and such…Heh.
"You're dismissed. Except Twist…I need to talk to you," Xavier's addressed the class, his blue eyed gaze resting on Twist, in the back row, who was staring out of the window. She turned her head slowly and looked to Silence.
"Talk to you later, okay?" he said, leaning down and kissing her briefly, before turning and leaving. Feeling fatigued, she stood up, and forced herself up to the front of the class.
"Sir?" she asked, closing her eyes, ignoring the headache.
"There are several things I need to talk to you about," he paused briefly, and indicated the seat. She sat down, keeping her movement to a minimum.
"Sir…Could you be quick…I need to talk to my boyfriend…And I need some sleep…" Twist admitted, thinking of an excuse that could get her out of being bitched at. She never paid attention in class, and could often be found staring out of a window, or doodling on a piece of paper. Twist found that once she read or learnt something, it stuck in her mind forever, and as long as it was logical, she could understand it. This ability meant that she never had to cram for tests, and could pinpoint in her memory the exact moment things had happened. Well – except for the things that had been erased.
Finding she had drifted of into her own thoughts, she shook her head and looked at Xavier. "There will be plenty of time to talk to Boyd later, Feannan." he told her, and Twist flinched, visibly, upon hearing her real name.
"Okay…And I'd really prefer it if you called me Twist, Professor." she said, pushing her hands through her black hair.
"I will take that into account." he said, with a serene smile. "Now. I understand you have been having some dreams recently…" he started, his tone of voice indicating that she should go on.
Twist, half tempted to kill Alyx right then, sighed. "They're just dreams," She insisted, fiddling with her necklace. "honestly. Okay…So they scared me a little, but it's nothing major."
"No…You seem to be misinterpreting these dreams…Or thoughts." he said, making his fingers into a steeple as he surveyed her. "Several pupils have been having similar dreams. Falling ones. And everyone wakes up before they can find out who it is." he pointed out, taking Twist by surprise. "The pupils who have been targeted…They all have control over weather, or natural disasters." he said, his voice lowering.
"But…You're saying they've been targeted…Does that mean someone is behind this, and if that is the case, who?!" Twist asked, her eyes flickering to red.
"Now, please calm down, Twist." he said, placing his hands on the desk. He waited a moment or two before continuing. "My main suspicion, is that someone, namely my old friend Eric Magnus, is…How do I say this so not to cause alarm…" he paused, silent.
"He wants us. Our powers. He wants to scare the government into stopping the attacks on mutants." a voice came from the doorway.
Twist shifted in her seat, looking around, a girl with dark purple hair stood in front of her, hands on hips, and almost silver coloured eyes.
The girl walked in, closing the door behind her, with a little more force than was necessary. She flicked her eyes over the black haired girl, seemingly scrutinising her. Twist chewed her lip, a little nervous.
"Lucea. This is Twist. She's fairly new here. She's another one having the dream." The Professor introduced them to each other. Twist smiled, apprehensive.
"Hi. I take it you're another weather freak…?" She said, raising an eyebrow. Twist disliked being called a freak. She frowned.
"I take it you are also. A freak, that is?"
Lucea smiled slightly. "I guess I am." she said and walked round the tables to reach the one where Twist was sat. She leant against the one next to Twist, putting her hands behind her, palms out on the table.
"Yes…As Lucea put it so nicely, my suspicions have been correct in saying that Magneto is trying to use you," he fixed Twist with a piercing blue gaze, which made her feel uncomfortable. "to stop the government from proceeding with abolishing Mutant Rights."
Lucea made to interrupt Xavier, but he held up a hand, indicating that he wanted to speak. She narrowed her eyes and looked away.
"So…If this Eric dude…Magneto, did get us mutants…What exactly would he do…?" Twist questioned, frowning.
"Ah…" The professor paused.