It was a far shorter conversation than he expected, but he supposed all conversations could be short if everyone you spoke to answered as plainly as the man in the wheelchair.

After several questions the professor offered to take him on a tour of the compound which he now understood to be a school for mutants.

"How do you keep all this hidden from the outside world?" Don asked as they walked down a glass hallway , outside children played basketball in the sunshine, it was far from an ordinary game.

"Don't be fooled Donatello, most people have no idea we exists but we are not completely hidden from the outside world". Xavier paused at the end of the hall "There are some people like your captures who know what we do here and strive to stop it"

"So you know who was responsible for that place?" Don questioned " How does some one hide a place like that from the government?"

"They don't" Xavier said continuing around the corner and down a row of what looked like class rooms each filled with students the majority of which looked completely ordinary. " They are a government sanctioned unit, for now they operate in secret but it will only be a matter of time before this war goes public"

"War?" Don repeated, could it really be possible for people to be fighting a war in plain sight this whole time.

"Yes" Xavier said with a small smile " It can"

Don walked in silence for a moment , he had already ascertained that Xavier was some sort of telepath so the small intrusions into his thoughts went almost unnoticed. Something in the next classroom caught Don's eye, a familiar face.

There standing before the class reading from a large text was the woman in blue. She looked so completely ordinary at the moment he almost didn't recognize her. He observed her for a moment before he realized that he had stopped walking.

The professor smiled slightly " I see you remember miss Holloway" he said with a hint of amusement as the proceed of down the hall. " She has been with us a very long time, I was very pleased when she decided to stay".

From there the conversation wove itself through a great complexity of subjects, the x-men, mutants, the brotherhood, the cover ups , the experiments and the prison. By the time it ended Donatello had more information that he could process. Xavier left him at a small room it was very simple , a desk a bed a lamp and a phone. It had most likely been designed as a dorm room.

Slowly Donatello picked up the phone, and placed his thoughts in order, he had a lot to tell and from what the professor alluded not a lot of time to tell it all in.