"I'm not certain if I need to test you to see if you have powers anymore now that you've already shown that you could easily get inside my head David." The Professor thought into my head.

"I don't think Fury brought me here for telepathy. I think he brought me here because I dodged the car bomb." I let him see everything relating to what happened. From the weird feeling before the explosion to the conversation between me and Fury.

"WHAT!" He thought and said simultaneously.

"What? Haven't you ever had a psychic like me before?"

"No. I haven't."

I was silent. Mentally and physically. The Professor looked around for me because I had stopped walking and he had continued on.

"Oh great."

"What?"

"I'm a Freak among freaks."

"Now listen here David. You are strange. I have nev..."

"Hey don't worry. I like being strange." I could see where his speech was going and I didn't need another 'You're a beautiful snowflake' story. The message had sunk in. "It's called being awesome."

"Yes, yes it is."

We continued down the hallway and The Professor stopped in front of a section of wall that just barely stuck out further than the rest.

"Would you be so kind as to call the elevator?" He projected a picture of the wall into my head and made a small portion of the wood trim glow showing me where to push.

When I touched the section of wall signified the wall slid to the left revealing the elevator."Sweet hidden elevator."

"You like? My friend designed it."

"Tell them they did a good job." A cloud of sadness touched my mind but again I didn't pry. The Professor could tell me his stories when he wanted to.

We got in and immediately the door closed and it took us down. The door opened again to a metal hallway with a few circular doors on either side of the elevator.

"Excellent!"

"This is where those who have grown too old to be taught train against any threat that we may face. Also this is where my office is." He wheeled forward and turned right. I followed him past a few of the circular doors. Out of curiosity I looked at some of the labels of the doors we were passing. They were labeled with the names of (I'm guessing) the other professors. Except for the one across from "Jean Greys" office. That one was labeled 'Danger Room.' I'm guessing that was the training room Professor mentioned.

I thought better of trying to enter it and followed The Professor into his office. It was a very nice office as offices go. The wall to my right was covered in books. Some very thin and some thicker than my fist.

The books reached all the way to the ceiling. Weird. I would assume that they would end where the professor could comfortably reach them.

I turned to ask Prof. Xavier about it and when I did I felt a bump on the back of my head. I turned back to see if there was someone else in the room only to see the bookshelves holding the mass of literature. I felt another bump and turned around to see the professor making tea.

"Would you like some tea? Chamomile."

"Sure? What is that bum..." Another bump! I jerked my head to that direction and saw nothing but a vase.

"What's that what?"

"That bumping!" I twisted my head to look behind me and saw a thick book just floating in the air. Held up by nothing just floating. I looked over at The Professor and when I did the book hit me again!

"Professor!"

"What?"

The book hit me again this time on my face! I grabbed for it only for it to float out of my reach and back to its place at the top of the shelf. The Professor started to laugh again this time at my expense instead of laughing with me.

"Were you doing that?" He started laughing even harder.

This was certainly going to be an interesting experience. That's for certain.

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