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Chapter 1
File # 3345671
Subject Ronald AKA Ray AKA Dodger (Prefers 'Dodge' like the car company)
Current residence: Caraway Psychiatric Hospital
Room number: 271: currently 556 - Solitary
Basis for detainment: Criminal Tendencies: Shop lifting - assault - murder
Age: 21
Disorder: Sociopath - Severe Bipolar disorder - Split Personality - Kleptomania
Current state: As of last visit he was placed into solitary confinement for endangering himself as well doctor Luther when he took Luther's letter opener.
History (Criminal): At the age of fourteen Ray (2nd persona) followed and assaulted a pair of 18 year olds under the pretense that they were going to rape and possibly murder a nine year old girl. There was no proof they had any such intentions and he was convicted of assault.
Was subsequently tried for the murder of the same two boys at his residence. He was defended by a plea of insanity followed by a plea of self defense. He was found to be mentally unstable and was remanded to the Caraway Psychiatric Hospital for treatment.
Patient History: Was taken to see a Dr. Riche who placed him on Korrisprodal which worked for a period of time but eventually failed to suppress the personalities as his body became used to the drug, Suprisprodal would have been proscribed but he was relocated to Caraway.
During his stay he became involved with inmate # 2281789 also known as Carolyn. They were set to be married when he was placed into solitary for a period of two weeks. Carolyn reverted to her sociopath behavior in his absence and was found the day of his release with her wrists slit and a picture of him in one hand. The weapon of choice was never found and no one knows exactly why she killed herself when she knew he was to be released only five hours after she was found.
Since this incident Dodger (3rd Persona) has completely gone back to the state he was in when he arrived. He has stopped taking his medicine or it has stopped working and he is currently confined to solitary again.
Treatment - Dr. Luther: Every time I think we are getting some where he reverts to his normal self and the progress is lost. It is starting to wear on my patience. The last two sessions he has either threatened to or nearly caused me physical harm. The session before last he had me pinned in my chair for five minutes merely with his arms. All he had to do was wait until I turned my chair and he stood in front of me with a hand on either armrest, and then he looked at me with those insolent gray eyes. I'll be forced to send him to Dr. Armstrong in restraints if this continues as it has been for the past three…
"Chuck?"
Professor Xavier looked up from the file he'd been reading and looked at Logan with raised eyebrows. "Yes?"
"Are we sure this is the kind'a guy we wanna bring back to the mansion?" Logan asked, glancing at Rogue who was standing uncomfortably with her arms crossed. "I already got a bad feelin' about this…"
Xavier smiled, "Logan, I believe there was a similar discussion had about weather or not you should be allowed to stay with us."
"Yeah bu' he didn' kill an'body before he came." Rogue said, looking from Logan to Xavier to Scott who was looking nervously around the sterile white room. Why did Ah have to come an'way?" She added.
"You, Rogue, are our insurance that he will at least listen to our offer." Xavier said with a reassuring smile.
"Reassurance? Wha' er yah talkin' about?" Rogue asked with a frown but the professor had already turned his chair and was on his way down the hall that led to solitary confinement room.
Logan followed and walked beside him, "What did yah mean by 'reassurance' Chuck?"
"You'll see." Xavier said with the same reassuring grin, "For now let's concentrate on being calm and most of all convincing." He pushed the joystick on the right arm of his wheelchair and he went just a little faster.
Scott had dropped back and was now standing by Rogue. "You ok?" He asked her as she held her arms around herself tighter.
She looked at him for a moment as if trying to decipher what he had said and then she nodded, "Yeh, is' jus', when Ah borrowed…" She glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot. "The las' time Ah go' a dose of Jean's powers…. The telepathy hasn' quie' warn off ye' an we're in a loony bin…." She glanced around and frowned again. She fiddled with the zipper of her green hoodie as they walked along.
Scott put his hands in his pockets and looked at the floor, "Wow, that's got to be bad…."
"Bad?" She said, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "There was a guy back there tha' think's he's Napoleon, and he won' stop thinking about' how god tol' him at take over Russia… All Ah could hear when the professor was talkin' to the intern was, 'If only they'd le' meh ou' Ah could ge' them damn Ruskies.."
Scott forced himself not to laugh, "Oh, that's horrible. I'm sorry about that…" He said with as much conviction as he could through the grin on his face.
"Yah look i' too." Rogue said with a grin, "Ah jus' wanna ge' this over with yah know?"
Scott nodded and then looked up as Logan and the professor stopped at the far end of an empty room. "Ah, here we are." Xavier said, looking at the door with a smile, "Logan, if you don't mind."
"Oh yeah, sure." Logan reached out and opened the door. Much to all their surprise the room beyond was empty. "Where…?"
Logan stopped as he sniffed the air inside the room and caught the same scent coming from outside. He looked up and saw a man with an ugly face staring at them intently. "Just a second Chuck…." Logan said, walking toward the man who quickly turned and started in the other direction.
Logan went a little faster and when the man turned around he used his forearm to pin him to a pole in the middle of the room. "Get off'a me." The man said, his entire body seemed to glow for a moment before he reappeared as a much younger and better looking man.
"Excuse me?" Logan asked, his forearm holding the younger man by the shoulders to the pole.
"You heard me." The boy said, looking at him with only a little interest, "Now get off."
"Logan." Xavier said with a smile. "He doesn't need to be restrained."
"Yeah, alright professor." Logan said, slowly backing up and letting the other man go.
"Dodger?" Xavier asked, watching as the man brushed himself off.
"Yeah?" The man asked without looking away from his clothes.
The professor smiled and Scott and Rogue glanced at one another, this couldn't be the guy. "My name is Charles Xavier, I'm the one…"
"With the school for freaks, they told me." He said, looking up and taking in the two people standing and sitting in front of him. "You're the one that's trying to get me set loose right?"
"There's no need to make it sound like you're caged." Xavier said, "We're merely emissaries…"
"Most emissaries don't attack the people their trying to sway." Dodger added, looking at Logan with a slight smile. "Nice shades." He added over the professor's shoulder as Scott leaned into view. "I don't bite so you don't have to stand over there." Logan noticed his eyes linger on Rogue for a moment before turning back to the two in front of him.
He looked around and then turned his attention back to Xavier, "The doctor that told me is a psychic, said you were too but you've gotta be better at it then he is."
Xavier smiled and nodded, "Yes, the doctor was a student of mine a long time ago." He turned the wheelchair, "If you'd follow me I'm sure we can get you out of here…"
"Wait, are you saying if I come to this school of yours, then I get out of here, for good?" Dodger asked, his voice betraying how interested he was in this idea.
"For as long as you remain with us then yes, you will be out of Caraway." Xavier said with a smile that was either forced or knowing.
Dodger looked at the man for a moment, then his eyes slid up to Logan, back to Scott who was frowning, and finally to Rogue where they stopped for a moment. "You've got yourself a deal." Dodger said, extending a hand.
"Good." Xavier said shaking the man's hand and turning his chair around. "I already had the papers drawn up, all you have to do is sign yourself into my care and we'll be on our way to New York."