Amber threw another fire ball at the wall and smiled as she managed to make the fire swerve to the left. She'd never had trouble making the fire, but controlling where it went was a lot harder.
I'll have to thank Professor Xavier for telling me about this place later, she thought as she turned her attention back to the fireball. The danger room was a perfect place for Amber to blow off a little steam. She'd gotten in trouble already for pretending to be sick and had almost managed to burn down the mansion.
"Stupid human terrorists for destroying our home," she yelled throwing another fireball at the already existing one. Amber was so focused on her training that she didn't notice the floor tile in the far corner slide off. Evan Daniels peeked his head through the hole in the floor and did a double take. The danger room was supposed to empty, but there was definably a girl he'd never seen training.
She must be one of those transfer students Auntie O was talking about, he decided watching the pyro girl make several shapes out of the flames before she destroyed all the fire.
"Wow," Evan whispered watching Amber spin around attempting to do a fire spin. Evan had seen his aunt do a similar move for a hurricane. That's when Amber spotted Evan.
"Who are you?" she yelled forgetting the fire spin and landing perfectly, her red boots squeaking a little as she walked towards Evan, fire balls forming in her bare hands. Evan blinked at Amber and quickly tried to dart back down the tunnel, but Amber was too fast and grabbed him by the neck. Not thinking, Evan pierced several sharp spikes though Amber's hand, causing her to scream and release him from her grip. He was about to slide back to the sewers when he realized Amber was sorta slouched against the wall, blood pouring from her hand.
"Um, are you okay?" he asked watching the girl, her face pale. He waited for her to answer, but after a few seconds, he had a feeling something was seriously wrong. Carefully, Evan picked up Amber, glancing around to make sure no one was around, he carried her to the infirmary.
"Hank? Dr. McCoy?" Evan yelled laying Amber on of the beds and wrapping her bleeding hand tightly with one of the blankets. "It's gonna be okay," he whispered to Amber. Looking around he found some bandages and tried to stop the bleeding.
"Evan?" Evan turned around, still squeezing Amber's hand tightly.
"Dr. McCoy, I didn't mean to, she grabbed me..." Hank looked at Evan, then spotted Amber. Evan stood back as Hank immediately started working on Amber. Evan still didn't understand what was wrong with her. She was just bleeding a little.
"Evan, go get Charles and tell him one of the Thorne girls is hurt." Evan nodded and darted off. Hank shook his head and turned all his attention back to Amber.
When Charles and Saretta arrived, Amber was sitting up looking around, the color had returned to her face, and most the bleeding had stopped.
"Is she going to be alright?" Saretta asked rushing over to Amber.
"She'll be fine, but her hand was damaged badly. Amber, can you tell us what happened?" Amber nodded.
"I was training in the danger room and then I saw someone watching me. I grabbed him and then, my hand..." Saretta looked at Charles, her dark eyes asking for an explanation.
"Evan, he's power is similar to your student Gayle's. He must have spiked Amber through the hand when she grabbed him. But that really doesn't explain why Amber ended up in this bad of shape.
"Actually it does," Hank said putting up several x-rays. "As you can see, Mr. Daniels didn't just pierce the skin. His spikes went through several of the muscles and tendons, causing Ms. Ryans here to go into shock. Charles nodded and looked at Saretta who was talking to her student.
"Please tell me something's being done about what he did to Amber."
"Saretta, it was an accident. She was holding him around the neck. Evan only defended himself." Saretta glared at Charles, but didn't argue.
"Amber, why did you grab Evan around the neck?
"He was spying on me form a hole in the floor."
"Another Morlock tunnel?" Hank asked adjusting his glasses.
"More than likely. Amber, Evan wasn't spying on you, or at least that wasn't his original intention. He probably came to steal more food for the Morlocks."
"Morlocks?" Amber asked studying her heavily bandaged hand and moving her fingers slightly.
"A group of mutants who live in the sewers, because their mutations aren't easily hidden."
"Like Gator used to do before she came to live with us," Saretta explained.
"Oh, I didn't mean to hurt him, I didn't know..."
"Of course. There was no way you could've known," Xavier said nodding at Amber.
"I should apologize," she answered softly.
"There'll be time for that later Ms. Ryans. Right now, you need to rest. You're hand's not going to heal if you don't." Amber rolled her eyes at Hank but laid back down.
"I'll be back to check on you Amber," Saretta said allowing Charles to escort her out of the infirmary.