Taking a short walk out the back way of the house. Blaire found herself in what looked like an abandoned street. The back door closed behind her as the blonde haired girl closed it. Blaire was both sure, and unsure of what was going on. Was this such a good idea? She didn't know the girl at all, and where they were at wasn't the fanciest of places. Blaire looked at the blonde girl as she made her way in front of her. "So, show me what you've got." That made little to no sense. What was she talking about?
"Excuse me?" She didn't want to sound rude, she was just really confused. "I mean, what do you mean? Show you what?" Blaire looked at the blonde girl. The girl moved toward her, and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"You feel calm now, don't you? Before, you felt tense, and confused. Now, you're calm and relaxed." Just as she spoke, Blaire felt her body ease up. Her brain stopped thinking, and she closed her eyes. She did feel calm, but what did that have to do with anything? Unless, this girl did that to her? It did make more sense. It was as if all her thoughts had disappeared and she just switched emotions suddenly. It was unexplainable.
"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?" Her mind circled, as the girl removed her hand from Blaire's shoulder.
"I have the ability to sense other mutants powers, as well as control their emotions. It comes in handy when trying to help people with destructive powers." Blaire looked at her, and at first it sounded crazy. Then, it sounded true. Blaire started thinking of herself when she was younger. How she had controlled emotions with her voice. Did she really have to sing?
"Uh, that means I need to sing then..." The blonde girl looked at her, eyebrows pulling together, and she didn't seem to understand. "That's how I always made it work before. That's the only way I know how to use... it." The blonde girl blinked, and then nodded.
"Right, then sing for me, please and thank you." The girl crossed her arms, and waited. Blaire looked around for a second, thinking of what to sing. Then it came to her, and she just let everything out.
"Young girl, don't cry. I'll be right here, when your world starts to fall." The feeling of confusion, and pain from her past pouring through. The feeling of loneliness of her parents fighting and her curling up in a corner listening to it. It was all within her voice, or that's how she felt. "Ooh, Young girl, it's alright. Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly. Ooh." Blaire closed her eyes, letting herself get lost in the song. "When you're safe inside your room, you tend to dream. Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems. No one ever wants or bothers to explain. Of the heartache life can bring and what it means." The blonde girl closed her eyes as well, and Blaire opened her own to see that the girl's facial expression seemed to be what she wanted it to be. "When there's no one else, look inside yourself. Like your oldest friend, just trust the voice within." She sang it softly, and with so much feeling. The girl shed a tear down her pale cheek, and Blaire felt the tears coming as well. Stopping herself, she looked at the girl. Dabbing a tear from her own eye.
"That was beautiful. I knew you had a gift!" Blaire looked at her, but was still confused.
"What do you mean a gift?" The girl stepped forward, and smiled widely at her.
"You can control others' emotions, and right now you know how to channel it through song. The truth is, you don't need to sing to do it. You can do it through touch, or even just speaking to someone. You just have to learn how to control it." Blaire's eyes were a little wide, but she had always expected something like this. Blaire had never been normal, and it all made sense.
"So, can you help me then? How many of us are there?" Blaire recalled the girl saying mutants as if there were several of them. Did they all have the ability to control emotions? The girl smiled, and offered a hand to her.
"Patricia Carmichael, and yes. I can, but you have to trust me." So her name was Patricia? Well, that was fitting for her. "Yes, there are more like us out there, but the abilities vary. There will be others with emotional abilities, but there are many other varieties of abilities. A friend of mine is a Telepath. Which means he can read your mind. Actually, he's very brilliant with it. He's actually transferred his mind to different bodies to keep himself alive. I'd love for you to meet him." Blaire found that to be odd, frightening, but interesting. If he could read your mind, could he control it too?
"Uh, sure?" Blaire wasn't sure what else to say. Patricia smiled at her again, and the door behind Blaire flew open. In the door way stood two girls. One with bright red hair, and another with dirty blonde hair. They smiled at Patricia, and ignored Blaire for a moment.
"Hey Patty! Getting new recruits?" The two stepped out of the doorway, and the dirty girl with dirty blonde hair waved her hand at it. The door flew shut, and Blaire's eyes grew wide. Did she do that with her mind?
"Hey guys. Yeah, she didn't know she had any abilities." Pat looked at Blaire, and Blaire looked at her a little uncomfortable.
"Oh, what's her ability?" The red haired girl who had spoken before, smiled and spoke loudly. Pat looked at Blaire, and smiled.
"She can control emotions, but only through singing right now. I'm going to get a hold of Charles and see if he can help her advance with her ability." The red head and the girl with the dirty blonde hair smiled widely.
"Oh, he'll be glad to introduce someone else into the group." The red haired girl nodded happily, and gave a small smile. Pat nodded, and Blaire looked at the three of them. So what were their powers then?
"What can the two of you do? I know you closed the door with your mind or something..." The dirty blonde nodded, and stepped forward.
"That is correct. I am telekinetic. I can move things with my mind. I usually trigger it through my eyes, or hands. Truthfully, I could just think of moving something and it would move. Oh, I'll show you." She looked at Blaire, and Blaire felt herself becoming weightless. The next thing she knows, she's floating in mid-air.
"Woah! That's cool!" The dirty blonde slowly lowered Blaire back to the ground. As soon as her feet touched, she felt relief. It was cool, but scary. Looking to the red head, she waited. The dirty blonde stepped back, and the red head stepped forward.
"My abilities a little different than most people. I've actually never met anyone or heard of anyone with my ability yet. Charles says my powers are extremely unique." Putting her hand out, the dirty blonde stepped forward, and so did Pat. All of a sudden, they basically became invisible.
"Woah... Did you guys disappear?" Suddenly, the whites of eyes were seen, and Blaure jumped a little. The red head smiled, and white teeth shown through.
"That would be awesome, but no. They call me the Chameleon. I can basically blend in with anything, and if I touch hands with other people I can do the same to them." She let go of Pat, and the dirty blonde girl's hands. They both quickly faded back into their normal selves.
"Wow, that's really cool." Blaire considered that to be her favorite power so far. "So this, Charles. Where is he at?" She was still unsure of whether she wanted to go see him, but it always helped to be sure before she made a decision.
"Oh, he's got his own school. He's the Headmaster." Pat spoke clearly to Blaire, and Blaire was surprised.
"Oh, and you might want to call him Professor X. That's what we all call him usually. Pat just likes to be different." The Chameleon spoke the last sentence in more of a whisper. Slowly, the Chameleon turned back into a red headed girl, and no longer blended in with the location around her. Blaire smiled.
"Professor X? Okay, is he like eighty?" That just sounded really old. Not to mention he was a Headmaster. He had to be old.
"Mentally, yeah. He's currently got the body of a 20 year old." Blaire's face fell, and her jaw dropped a little. "He's a really, really powerful telepath. He's been around for forever." Both of the others girls smiled, as Pat stepped over to Blaire. "Will you join us?" She seemed hopeful, and Blaire looked at her unsure. Should she? The least she could do was visit. See how things were.
"I guess." Blaire smiled, and the other two girls stepped up beside Pat.
"Great, I'm Bonnie, and this is Audrey." The red head claimed the name Bonnie, and informed Blaire that Audrey was the dirty blonde. Just as everything seemed to be falling into place loud screams circulated from behind the door. All of their faces dropped.
"What was that?" Audrey looked around, and Pat's eyes widened.
"I don't think we should be here anymore. We need to get back to Charles." She looked frightened, almost disgusted. What was she feeling.