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Episode 8: What Happened to Jonah

"We have to figure this out, Ben." Jasmine said, sitting across the table from the grieving boy in the kitchen. "This won't happen if we figure it out and fix it."

"I can't even think strait," he said, looking up at her and pulling at his hair. "I need him. He blocked everything out of my mind and now he's not here."

"So how do you feel?"

"Like a telephone wire," he said. "Everything is passing through me faster than I can hear it, so it's like static. It hurts."

"We'll fix this," she said. "I promise we'll fix this."

Johnny walked in. "Hey," he said. "Mr. Lensherr said we're supposed to be in the danger room." He adjusted the red shades on his nose and sat down. "These things are too big for me."

"Johnny?" Ben asked, sitting up and staring at him. "Did you just say Mr. Lensherr?"

"Yeah," he said. "Are you okay this morning? He said you were acting weird."

"I'M acting weird?" he stood up angrily.

At that moment, Lory and Nico entered the room, giggling and holding hands. "Hey Ben," Nico said. "Aren't you and the rest of Alpha supposed to be in the DR?"

Jasmine stared at Lory's hand entwined with Nico's. The girl was not wearing a glove of any kind. "Lorelai," she said. "You're touching Nico."

"Ah know," she said. "Nico got a pill from Dr. McCoy yesterday. He can touch me as much as he wants!"

"I must say it is an improvement," Nico said, brushing her hair out of her face.

"If you two are gonna be mushy, do it outside of my presence," Johnny scowled. "God, ever since I broke up with Eevee the sight of happiness sickens me."

Ben backed away. "You and Eevee?!"

"That is messed up," Jasmine said, standing and grabbing Ben's hand. "Come on, we're fixing this now."

...

"Johnny and Eevee?" Ben said, sitting at a table across from Jasmine. The Bayville library's eighteen hundreds section was nearly empty, and the stack of books they had picked up were promising. "Eevee and Johnny?"

"You're grossing me out, Wyndgarde," she said. "Here. You look through this stack."

"I can't believe they even considered going out," he said. "I can't believe the notion even popped into their minds."

"Shut up and read, four eyes," she said loudly, opening a book to the index. "Look at all these losers who had nothing better to do than to throw ropes at animals."

"Do you think Jonah would be listed somewhere?" he asked, opening another book.

"If he did something big enough to cause all this, definitely," she said. "We just have to find him in one of these books. He had to have done something."

"Something big enough to cause Johnny and Eevee to go out," Ben shivered. "Ehhh."

"Shut up," she said. "You're getting on my nerves."

"Wait," he said, turning a page and pushing up his glasses. "Look at this."

"Mutant activity?" she said, looking it over. "In the eighteen hundreds?"

"We're looking in the wrong books," he said, snapping it shut and gathering the rest of the books into his arms. "I'll be right back."

He disappeared into the mutant history section, which wasn't supposed to be so large, and came back with three books. "Look at this."

"The Vigilantes?" she said, reading the page quickly. "What is this?"

"The first mutant team," he said. "For some reason, mutants aren't hated or feared in this place. This is why. Someone started a crime fighting team known as the Vigilantes in 1886, made up almost entirely by mutants."

"Who did that? That seriously messed everything up," she said, reaching out for the book.

Ben turned the page and his glasses glinted. "Oh no."

"What? Let me see."

He passed the book over. It was a picture of six teenagers, arms linked, and a dog at their feet, tongue lolling happily. Jonah was in the middle, red bandanna as always covering the bottom half of his face, but she could tell he was grinning.

"Jonah did this?" she asked. "He started a team?"

"I guess he missed fighting crime," Ben said. "But you see the result."

"Jonah," she said, touching the picture. "Does it say what happened to them?"

Ben took the book and flipped through it. "Oh, Jasmine," he said, cringing. "Um..."

"Let me see," she demanded.

"I don't think you want to know."

She grabbed the book and read. Ben watched the page instead of her face, not wanting to see her reaction. A few moments later, a tear drop hit the words on the yellowing paper.

"J-Jonah Danger and his Vigilantes, hung for disruption of the peace and breaking the law, treason, and running from the officials," she read out loud. "Buried without gravestones under the place where they were executed."

"We have to find Eury," Ben said. "We have to fix this."

She nodded and stood. "I can't let this happen," she said. "I'll die before I let this happen."

Ben watched her walk away, closing the book. He knew she loved him. Shaking his head, he stood and followed her.

NEXT: 1885!