Explain?
A/N Hi everyone (again!) but hey its February and I like snow and it's cold but yeah please read, review and let me know what you think!
Using their combined persuasive powers, Charles and Lena were able to empty a whole carriage.
Lena locked the door, although she was sitting from way across the room.
"You said you gained your powers from me?" Charles asks her, intrigued, staring as the cold bolt of metal slides across the door. "So how come you can do that?". He's quite apprehensive. This girl has met his future self. When she was small, but he obviously trusted her enough to give her his powers.
"Yes, I did." She crosses her arms. "But before I explain anything about that, I believe you want to know how my parents managed to hide me from you all these years?" She's reading his mind again, and he doesn't like it. Charles had never really thought about how annoying it would be for people he used his gift on that were aware of what he was doing. Lena senses this, and smiles.
"There are a lot of things your gift allows us to do which is annoying." He nods, of course he knows this. Boy, Erik isn't going to be pleased. He gets annoyed enough with one mind reader around, let alone two.
"Who is Erik?" Lena asks.
"Can't you read my mind?"
"I am not prying into your thoughts."
"How do you know every thought I'm thinking then?" He snaps, rather annoyed at her already.
She winces slightly at his harsh tone, but soon regains her confident exterior. "I am hardly reading your mind then, your thoughts are practically screaming to be discovered."
He feels quite deflated by this, that after all his years of putting up wards one person can easily take them down. At least she's on his side.
She's doesn't say anything to this, just smiles.
"Tell me then." Says Charles. "How they did it." He sits opposite her, and rests his clasped hands on the thin plastic table. She leans back, closing her eyes.
"It was pretty simple really. I went through the Doorway between the two realities when I was ten, and appeared in the bedroom of my mum and my uncle, the Storms, the same age as them. Somehow they knew who I was, like a flick had been switched. My mum spent the best part of her teenage years looking for Reed Richards, and when we finally found him when we were 15, he knew as well. You knew them when they were 20, yes?" He nods. "So anyway, during our teenage years I had been with my mother, but when we met my dad we also met Clint Barton, and it was decided that I would stay with him. We were the best of friends, and he taught me all my combat skills, and my father taught me science. Between them, they made me into a supreme super hero." She chuckles softly under her breath. "When we met my dad, I decided no one should know. So, using the telepathic skills I had gained when I was 2, I placed blockades in their minds so that if anyone came rummaging for any knowledge of me, all they would find was a concrete wall. Their memories of me were left, but no one could find out about me, not even the strongest telepath, because I was that person. I ran away to join the Avengers." She lifts up her hands, shrugging. "Simple trick you taught me."
He gets up, and paces around the carriage. It makes sense, of course, but why would she run away from her parents?
"The same reason any teenager runs away. I wanted to be different. To be unique."
"What happened with the Avengers? I could sense unease to do with something that happened with them when your father was letting you leave. Then, show me what you can do. The whole reason I came to this city was to recruit you due to your mutation." The second part isn't really a question, but, Lena reasons, fair enough. She smiles to herself. This will be fun.
"I joined the Avengers two years after Clint did, when I was 22. Before then, I had been a waitress in New York. Clint caught me on the subway. Took me to SHIELD. The rest of the Avengers believed, at the beginning that I was useless, had only got in because of my friendship with Clint. That was before I beat the crap out of all of them." This part makes her smile every time she thinks of it.
Charles chortles gently, but doesn't make any move to interrupt her, so she continues,
"I was with them for three years, saving the world and stuff, until I was captured by Loki. He took me to Asgard. From this worlds point of view, I was there for two days. But in Asgardian time, that was two years. Once the Avengers realised what they'd done to me, they were overwhelmed with guilt. I told them until they forgave themselves, I wouldn't see them again. So I left. That was two years ago. I haven't seen any if them since. But if our new team of superheroes gets desperate about this Shaw guy I am sure I can get them."
Charles is shocked. Such a dark past for someone so young. It's clear she's seen much sorrow and pain in her life, and he almost feels guilty for dragging her into what is sure to be another time of sorrow.
"Shut up." She says. "I won't have anyone else feeling guilty." He's also going to have to work on his shields if this girl is going to be around.
She stands up, and lifts her hands. They light up, covered in fire. Just like the Human Torch. He jumps, and she says, 'no, just my hands' in answer to his thought question. He winces slightly at the telepathic communcation he hasn't quite got used to yet.
She looks apologetic. Then her arm stretches, long and thin, opening the window next to Charles' shoulder. A welcome breeze hits his face, and he smiles.
She dissaperes completely.
"Now you are just showing off!" He laughs, turning just to see if she appears.
The sun is setting now, as she sleeps. Charles stares out the window, watching redness seep over the countryside. He's never quite felt at home here, an English boy in New York. He wonders if she feels like that too. Her distinct English accent shocked him at first, but he quickly remembered and got used to the British accent he generally only hears in his own voice.
He wonders why she left her home in Seattle so quickly. But then, where is home to her? Possibly in another dimension, another reality. Does she want to go back? He'll have to ask her.
He's glad he found her. Not only will she make a very valuable member of the team when they finally encounter Shaw( which he knows they will, no matter how hard he tries to ignore it) and he thinks Raven will like her. Yes, her mutation isn't as visible as Raven's, but most girls can't stretch their limbs to over 1,000 feet of cover their hands with fire at will. Raven has always wanted a friend who is a girl, rather than just Charles, with the emotional range of a teaspoon, as she most kindly put it.
Erik isn't going to be pleased about having two telepaths around though. And, from what she's shown that she can do just with her mind, she might have to teach him things. Like how to stop her reading his every thought. Charles had never really realised how annoying and invading his mutation must seem to others.
They will against Shaw. He knows they will. They have to. They will. They must.
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