Chapter 4- The Detention
Katniss knocked the door and walked inside. "I didn't say come in." said the Professor. "Oh." The Professor motioned to a chair sitting in front of him. "Sit. Now I understand that you have being accused of sassing a teacher?" Katniss nodded. "Well that is ok. I know you didn't. Now, what happened in the training room?" He asked. "Well, I used my powers and I honestly thought that Warren was going to faint." The professor nodded. "I thought so too. And you knew you could do this?" He asked curiously. "Well yeah. It came apparent to me when I was like five." She said. "And do you know how powerful this may make you?" asked the professor. "Nope!" said Katniss. "You are one of the only grade 8 mutant in all of mutant history. And I am grade 6. I have the power to wipe out all the mutants or humans if I wanted to. But I think I'm fine." Said the Professor. "Was that a joke? Are you making jokes now?" asked Katniss, smirking. "I have known to be humorous in the past. Follow." He took off at an alarming speed, well for a man in a wheelchair. He took them down to the bottom floor. "I do believe you were down here today." He said and moved on. "In here." He went into a huge round room. "Well, this is a big empty ball." Said Katniss. "I'm glad you noticed."
One hour after Katniss was walking back to bed to hear a clanging noise coming from the kitchen. Katniss stuck her head around the door to see Mystique looking for some food. "I thought you got the cure?" asked Katniss. "I did. But it wears off after a few months." Katniss smiled. "That's good. What are you doing?" Mystique looked at her. "What does it look like?" she asked. "Looking for –" There was a smash. "What was that?" asked Katniss. "It sounded like a window." Said Mystique. "I know! What broke the window?" hissed Katniss. "Well, I've been standing here with you the entire time, haven't I?" hissed back Mystique. "You know what? I like you." Said Katniss. "Thanks." Said Mystique, not looking at her. "Should we—" Mystique nodded. They walked down the corridor. Mystique didn't know, but Katniss had snuck a knife from the sharp knife drawer. "You took a knife, didn't you." Said Mystique. "Damn, your good." Said Katniss. "Give." Said Mystique. "Ok?" Katniss said. She could always conjure one out of thin air.
