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pChapter 2 - Caution
The sun peeked through the window of his office, casting rays of light across the mahogany desk, displaying its perfect unmarked surface. He sat in his wheelchair by the window, staring outside at the world just beyond the crystal wall.
The students were all out there, playing on the basketball courts, swimming in the pool, or just sitting and talking around the perimeter. All smiles and laughter, not caring that they were indeed a minority in the world beyond the black metal gates. That they were segregated from having and living a normal life only because they weren't normal themselves. People were ignorant that way. Not liking anything different than what they were and taking anything that was as a threat. How they ever believed to achieve world peace was beyond Xavier. He was having enough problems trying to accomplish mutant peace, thus alone world peace with the rest of humanity.
The incidents of last year were just as bad, with being used by one of his old pupils and his father to destroy mutant life. It proved that some humans were willing to do anything…then Erik put him against humans unknowingly, it showed that some mutants were also willing to do anything. But it was the past, over and down with now and everyone was all right again.
Though he did realize the struggle Jean was going through, but not do to her newly found and enhanced powers, no everything was fine with that. However, her personal life was a different matter. And he had no authority to erupt in that. It was her business to fix and even if she asked his opinion he wouldn't give her the answer. Only she knew what her heart wanted, and in time it would tell her.
But now…now they had other problems to worry about. Something that would take her mind off her personal problems for a while.
Xavier scanned the room downstairs and found their guest still there and oddly relaxed. He wasn't sure if that should put him to ease or add to the already building anxiety. He had been sensing this mutant for some time now, but was never able to pinpoint him out. It was s if there was a thick wall surrounding him, shutting him out. But he pointed him out with luck yesterday and sent Storm, Cyclops, and Kurt at once, no questions asked.
The trio had no problem bringing him in, he put up no fight, asked no questions. Just went with them and sat quietly in the back, no words spoken, no sounds uttered, just as he did now. Cyclops didn't like him, Xavier could feel it off him like a wave. He didn't trust the mutant.
Xavier tried asking his name but he wouldn't say anything. He just sat slouched in the chair, hands folded across his stomach, bouncing his knee up and down, and eyes on the floor. That was when he decided to scan his mind for a name, for anything. But it was a mistake, an error he'd never make again.
A crashing pain entered his head when he tried, causing him to jerk back physically as well as mentally. It disappeared as quick as it had come and glanced at the mutant in the chair. His eyes flickered up and Xavier gasped. His eyes that were once a blue green like the ocean were black, his pupils silver giving an eerie look. It washed away in an instant and Xavier took that as the boys warning…he figured it all out then and looked everything up on the computer then sent the files to Jean.
He could sense her coming now, her short delay pushed aside and her tall figure hurrying to meet him, the file in hand. He could tell she was…excited about this new case.
The door opened and she stepped inside, "Professor, sorry for the delay. I was busy and didn't have time to look at the file until a minute ago."
"Very all right, Jean," he spun his chair around to face her. "Have a seat?"
She sat in the cushioned maroon chair, crossing her legs at the knee; the file lay in her lap, her fingers tapping it restlessly. She took a deep breath; there was a question on her mind. He said nothing waiting for her to ask it.
After a moment of realizing he wasn't going to persuade her, she did. "How long?"
"He arrived last night, I sent Scott, Ororo, and Kurt to get him,' he told her, sitting behind his desk.
"That's not what I mean," Jean shook her head, brushing a strand of red hair from her face.
"It's how I answered, be more specific," he knew what she had meant, but she'd be angry with the truth.
"How long have you known about him?" she asked carefully and slowly, her eyes searching for the answer in his body language.
He did his best to stay neutral, to give off no emotion. "About six or seven months."
Her eyes widened and she sat up, "And you didn't tell me this."
"I didn't think you were in any state to deal with this type of pressure, Jean."
"I can handle anything, Professor, you know this," she told him strictly. "I don't care if it's been almost a year. I haven't changed, at least not to a high degree. Sure, my powers have changed but I'm still Jean Grey."
"And the Phoenix…remember that."
"It's under control now, remember that?" she met him and she had him there, he had to admit. She had controlled it for a long time and was good at it.
He sighed, rubbing his eyes with his fingers. "I thought I could handle it on my own…you were having problems of your own to deal with."
"If you are referring to the problems I'm having with Scott and Logan then that's a poor excuse," she told him. "People deal with work and their personal lives all the time, so can I. I think this would have actually helped me with that tension."
"I'm sorry Jean. But this mutant is like no other I've ever seen, only heard of," he said, looking at her. "He's powerful and he's young."
"That's not too unusual," she shrugged. "John's young and powerful for his age."
"No, he's beyond John," Xavier shook his head. Sure the teenager was powerful with his fire manipulation gift, but this mutant was far more advanced then John. He wasn't saying that he wasn't thankful for having John back at the Academy, but this mutant was a threat. "He's more powerful than that…I fear he's a stronger than you or I."
Jean blinked and fidgeted in her chair. That put a clear perspective in her head. He and Jean were, what they thought, the two most powerful mutants compared to most others, but now…now this mutant may be stronger than the two combined.
"That's why I want to go into this with caution. I saw him earlier and tried to get his name but he wouldn't speak to me. When I tried entering his mind he shut me out with such force it was like a physical push and then I saw his eyes."
"They turn black around and in the corneas and his pupils become silver," she filled in.
"Yes," he frowned. "How did you know?"
She smiled tapping her head with her index finger, "I saw it."
He found it normal that she wasn't scared. Not much scared Jean nowadays though. Not since what happened at Alkali Lake. She seemed to be able to face anything he threw her way. This shouldn't be a problem for her, but he still wanted her to be cautious.
"Jean," she sighed. "Be careful with him. None of us have had any luck getting him to talk or even look in our directions…he's a trimutant Jean…be careful."
"I always am," she smiled and stood up. "Don't worry, Professor. I have it under control." She walked out of the office closing the door behind her.
He smiled faintly, "I hope so child. I do hope so," he turned back to the window once more, thinking about the new mutant and praying that whatever Jean did would work.
pChapter 2 - Caution
The sun peeked through the window of his office, casting rays of light across the mahogany desk, displaying its perfect unmarked surface. He sat in his wheelchair by the window, staring outside at the world just beyond the crystal wall.
The students were all out there, playing on the basketball courts, swimming in the pool, or just sitting and talking around the perimeter. All smiles and laughter, not caring that they were indeed a minority in the world beyond the black metal gates. That they were segregated from having and living a normal life only because they weren't normal themselves. People were ignorant that way. Not liking anything different than what they were and taking anything that was as a threat. How they ever believed to achieve world peace was beyond Xavier. He was having enough problems trying to accomplish mutant peace, thus alone world peace with the rest of humanity.
The incidents of last year were just as bad, with being used by one of his old pupils and his father to destroy mutant life. It proved that some humans were willing to do anything…then Erik put him against humans unknowingly, it showed that some mutants were also willing to do anything. But it was the past, over and down with now and everyone was all right again.
Though he did realize the struggle Jean was going through, but not do to her newly found and enhanced powers, no everything was fine with that. However, her personal life was a different matter. And he had no authority to erupt in that. It was her business to fix and even if she asked his opinion he wouldn't give her the answer. Only she knew what her heart wanted, and in time it would tell her.
But now…now they had other problems to worry about. Something that would take her mind off her personal problems for a while.
Xavier scanned the room downstairs and found their guest still there and oddly relaxed. He wasn't sure if that should put him to ease or add to the already building anxiety. He had been sensing this mutant for some time now, but was never able to pinpoint him out. It was s if there was a thick wall surrounding him, shutting him out. But he pointed him out with luck yesterday and sent Storm, Cyclops, and Kurt at once, no questions asked.
The trio had no problem bringing him in, he put up no fight, asked no questions. Just went with them and sat quietly in the back, no words spoken, no sounds uttered, just as he did now. Cyclops didn't like him, Xavier could feel it off him like a wave. He didn't trust the mutant.
Xavier tried asking his name but he wouldn't say anything. He just sat slouched in the chair, hands folded across his stomach, bouncing his knee up and down, and eyes on the floor. That was when he decided to scan his mind for a name, for anything. But it was a mistake, an error he'd never make again.
A crashing pain entered his head when he tried, causing him to jerk back physically as well as mentally. It disappeared as quick as it had come and glanced at the mutant in the chair. His eyes flickered up and Xavier gasped. His eyes that were once a blue green like the ocean were black, his pupils silver giving an eerie look. It washed away in an instant and Xavier took that as the boys warning…he figured it all out then and looked everything up on the computer then sent the files to Jean.
He could sense her coming now, her short delay pushed aside and her tall figure hurrying to meet him, the file in hand. He could tell she was…excited about this new case.
The door opened and she stepped inside, "Professor, sorry for the delay. I was busy and didn't have time to look at the file until a minute ago."
"Very all right, Jean," he spun his chair around to face her. "Have a seat?"
She sat in the cushioned maroon chair, crossing her legs at the knee; the file lay in her lap, her fingers tapping it restlessly. She took a deep breath; there was a question on her mind. He said nothing waiting for her to ask it.
After a moment of realizing he wasn't going to persuade her, she did. "How long?"
"He arrived last night, I sent Scott, Ororo, and Kurt to get him,' he told her, sitting behind his desk.
"That's not what I mean," Jean shook her head, brushing a strand of red hair from her face.
"It's how I answered, be more specific," he knew what she had meant, but she'd be angry with the truth.
"How long have you known about him?" she asked carefully and slowly, her eyes searching for the answer in his body language.
He did his best to stay neutral, to give off no emotion. "About six or seven months."
Her eyes widened and she sat up, "And you didn't tell me this."
"I didn't think you were in any state to deal with this type of pressure, Jean."
"I can handle anything, Professor, you know this," she told him strictly. "I don't care if it's been almost a year. I haven't changed, at least not to a high degree. Sure, my powers have changed but I'm still Jean Grey."
"And the Phoenix…remember that."
"It's under control now, remember that?" she met him and she had him there, he had to admit. She had controlled it for a long time and was good at it.
He sighed, rubbing his eyes with his fingers. "I thought I could handle it on my own…you were having problems of your own to deal with."
"If you are referring to the problems I'm having with Scott and Logan then that's a poor excuse," she told him. "People deal with work and their personal lives all the time, so can I. I think this would have actually helped me with that tension."
"I'm sorry Jean. But this mutant is like no other I've ever seen, only heard of," he said, looking at her. "He's powerful and he's young."
"That's not too unusual," she shrugged. "John's young and powerful for his age."
"No, he's beyond John," Xavier shook his head. Sure the teenager was powerful with his fire manipulation gift, but this mutant was far more advanced then John. He wasn't saying that he wasn't thankful for having John back at the Academy, but this mutant was a threat. "He's more powerful than that…I fear he's a stronger than you or I."
Jean blinked and fidgeted in her chair. That put a clear perspective in her head. He and Jean were, what they thought, the two most powerful mutants compared to most others, but now…now this mutant may be stronger than the two combined.
"That's why I want to go into this with caution. I saw him earlier and tried to get his name but he wouldn't speak to me. When I tried entering his mind he shut me out with such force it was like a physical push and then I saw his eyes."
"They turn black around and in the corneas and his pupils become silver," she filled in.
"Yes," he frowned. "How did you know?"
She smiled tapping her head with her index finger, "I saw it."
He found it normal that she wasn't scared. Not much scared Jean nowadays though. Not since what happened at Alkali Lake. She seemed to be able to face anything he threw her way. This shouldn't be a problem for her, but he still wanted her to be cautious.
"Jean," she sighed. "Be careful with him. None of us have had any luck getting him to talk or even look in our directions…he's a trimutant Jean…be careful."
"I always am," she smiled and stood up. "Don't worry, Professor. I have it under control." She walked out of the office closing the door behind her.
He smiled faintly, "I hope so child. I do hope so," he turned back to the window once more, thinking about the new mutant and praying that whatever Jean did would work.