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Chapter 3

Logan's barely said anything, pointed to a few classrooms but headed straight outside to the garden to light up a cigar. He perches himself on a bench, pointing to out in front of him.

"This is the garden, go and enjoy yourself kid" he murmurs clearly unsatisfied. I step forward, my back to him, looking at the green grass and feeling the delightful sun on my face. I glance over my shoulder at him.

"I don't quite understand..." I state "I see why Storm is here- she's a teacher and of course the students... but what is your purpose? Are you also a teacher?"

He scoffs.

"Not my profession kid."

"You've called me 'kid' at least five times. What gives you the impression I'm a child?" I laugh. I hold at the seams of my plaited skirt. "Is it the uniform?"

He remains silent, barely looking at me. He eyes his cigar.

"How old do you think I am?" I ask.

He ignores me.

"Well?"

"Look Bub, I couldn't care le-"

"I'm sixty-three." I interrupt "In fact, it's my birthday next week, which will make me sixty-four years old. So I'm gonna have to insist if you call me child one more time, I'm going to shove that cigar up your tight ass."

He stares at me, almost angrily.

A minute passes and his face softens, he grins and nods. Logan begins to reply but a sudden shock wave rushes through me, two students walk pass. I begin to process their ability, trying to decide if Lawrence wants mutants like him.

"Oi, I'm talking to you..." Logan growls. I turn back to him, clearing my thoughts. "If you're really that old, why are you at a school?"

"It's not a school dumb ass, it's a rehabilitation centre. It's mandatory for a lot of the mutants. Do you even stay up-to-date on the mutant laws these days?"

He shrugs.

"Today they fear us, tomorrow they fear us- new day, same shit." he mutters, stubbing the cigar out on the floor. I shrug this time, unsure what to say.

"Maybe they should fear us..." I admit truthfully. I feel a tinge of regret, Logan doesn't need to know anymore information. "Anyway, this conversation was about you. Why are you here?"

I take a seat next to him, his body seems to stiffen before he inches further away from me.

"It's personal sweetheart."

I laugh, my head turning toward him then I hear someone begin to cry in the distance. I turn to see Natty, a girl two years my junior begin to cry into her hands, I notice two of Xavier's students stand in front of her.

I immediately stand and walk away from Logan toward Natty. The closer I get the shakier my cells become, I feel a sense of uneasiness wash over me, especially as I see how hard Natty has started to cry.

"Whoa-whoa" I say, I put my arm around her and face the two lads in front of me. "What's happened?" I turn to Natty.

Unlike some mutants, she wasn't granted the luck of being able to blend in. Having reptile-like skin and frightfully red eyes, her snake-like senses make her unusual but all the same wonderful.

"I just wondered if she could do any tricks for us you know? Hunt some mice or something'" the tallest lad laughs.

They're both the kind of lads you immediate dislike- they take no care in their appearance, their blond scruffy hair hasn't been brushed in days and they're dressed as though they're going to rob a bank... in their pyjamas.

The one thing I learnt after Stryker found me, all these other mutants in his possession are just as vulnerable as I am. The 'Government' all have their blackmail on us- they know if we say no either the one we love dies or we do. So the only thing we can do, is stick together.

"Tricks? She isn't a fucking pony..." I spit at them, as I do I feel my blood boil and with a slip of a cell my eyes shape shift into Natty's and the two guys have two pairs of red eyes gawking them down.

"Oh shit! Look at that Warren! Maybe she can do the trick!" The tall one utters again.

Warren laughs awkwardly, but he isn't even looking directly at me- I can feel the fear rushing through him.

"You better turn around and walk away before something bad happens" I snap.

Warren immediately ushers back, but the tall one stands his ground.

"Oi Stan, just drop it..."

"Yeah Stan" I let go of my grip on Natty and step closer to him "Drop it and walk away."

I feel Logan's presence, and stupidly I turn and look at him because as I do, Stan pushes his fingers forward and his telekinesis sends me flying backward.

"OI!" Logan shouts.

But I'm already on my feet storming towards Stan. I stare at Warren, my cells manipulating his and I push my shoulders back.

The blazer I'm wearing rips off and so does my shirt, the tank top I'm wearing underneath remains. It's the only thing these big wings didn't seem to rip off.

I can feel the feathers blowing in the wind, but I don't have time to admire Warrens powers when I grab Stan by the neck and I shoot myself upward. I fly him up into the air, doing an almost tornado effect. His skin becomes a pale green as I send him higher.

"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!" I scream into the air. When I'm high enough, I drop him.

I watch down to the floor- now noticing a pile of people have gathered, including Sergeant Lawrence. A sickening feeling deepens into my stomach.

Stan's body is flopping in the air as he travels at a fast pace toward the floor, but I dive downward, grab him by the back of the neck before lowering him down gently.

My cells shift back to normal, but they are quivering. So many mutants stand around me.

Natty is no longer crying, but smiling. Her little snake tongue is sticking out, I know the consequences I face but right now I couldn't care less.

Stan is on the floor crying, Warren is no where to be found, but a group of students from Xavier's school stand forward in front of me. Immediately my mutants stand behind me.

What was playground bullying has now become a war and I'm ready to fight.

A girl with a white strip in her hair and long white gloves stands in front of me.

"The hell you're going to get away with that!" she yells.

I immediately shift my cells to the closest mutant next to me... no longer equipped with wings, but electricity running through the tips of my fingers, I'm ready to...

"Enough!" Xavier shouts, simultaneously along with Sergeant Lawrence.

The girl in front of me, whose power would be useless against mine looks at Xavier whereas I look at Lawrence. His darkened eyes say it all. My lips smack together, tonight will not be a good night.

"Formation now!" Sergeant pulls out the stick and immediately we line up. I can smell the acid burning at the end of the stick. I try not to show any fear on my face, but as I glance at Logan- I think he can see it straight through me.

Xavier's students all back up, behind Ororo and Scott. I see Sergeant Lawrence is too angry to even bother waiting to punish me till later, but I'm sure he'll still do it again later regardless if he does some of it now.

"Step forward Dana!" he shouts, his voice booming. I hear Natty whimper down the line.

I stand forward, my eyes trying to not look at Logan who is trying to access what the Sergeant is doing.

"Sergeant Lawrence..." I hear Charles Xavier say, I'm sure if he's read the Sergeant's mind, he knows what is coming next; like I do, and I'm dreading it. My back is beginning to sweat.

Sergeant Lawrence doesn't even respond, he puts the end of the stick on my neck and press the button. The pin-prick feeling is only the beginning. I notice he doesn't inject me once, or twice but three times.

The heat in my blood is unbearable and I'm screaming. The grass is against my skin but I cannot feel anything beyond the burn, the pain.

My cells are shapeshifting. I feel the wings on my back again, the telekinesis push people near me away and then I feel this blood curdling pain in my eyes.

I hear it, people yelling. I can't distinguish voices, I can't tell people apart- only pain.

But amongst the pain, I manage to manipulate Charles ability and read every mind around me.

I'm in the brains of everyone around me including Logan, and for some unknown reason this comforts me enough to let me black out in peace.