My words were clogging up my throat; I couldn't speak. I drew complete blank and I just stared at Logan with probably the dumbest look on my face. Logan looked at me with sympathy then saw past my distress and gave me an awkward embrace.
"He can't be gone," I whispered, my voice was incredibly soft.
"I know kid," Logan said.
"What about Jean? I want to talk to her."
Logan looked at me from arm length and then I didn't have to go into his mind to see what he was going to say. This wasn't happening, this can't happen. Charles was gone, Jean was gone and Pyro was imprisoned! My life was spiraling out of control and I didn't know how to make it all stop. I backed up and then raced out of the kitchen.
I didn't know where I was going. I had gone down the hallway and called the elevator to the Cebrebro floor. I then realized what else was down on this floor. Danger Room. The elevator dinged my arrival and I immediately turned left and then headed down to the Danger Room.
For those who don't know what it is, it is just a basic holographic room where robots, and other baddies are all out to kill you, literally as you can get injured. I have used the Danger Room a couple of times during the first duration of my time at the school. Jean had made me use it in order to relieve any stress or anger that might awaken the Phoenix.
I commanded the doors to open and then flicked on the lights. A small humming started up and I felt that the Danger Room hasn't been used in a while. The blue lights dimmed as I mentally turned knobs and controls to the highest level, which was deemed impossible to beat. I allowed myself to gather energy and then held it in waiting for the right time.
Flames suddenly burst around me and the sound of heavy metal feet echoed in the room. I waited until the robots were in view before letting all the energy inside of me be released in one big wave. Imagine a million insects tapping their legs against your skin, hard as if knocking on a door. Then having each one of those insects explode into nothing but dust. That is what the sweet release of energy feels like. Each robot disintegrated immediately before my eyes. I breathed in allowing another energy wave release from my body and then a tremour shook the ground. I had hit something, not a robot but something else vital on keeping the holograms up. Just then the image of total chaos faded was then replaced with the familiar dormat Danger Room.
"No," I muttered to no one in particular, "I wasn't finished."
I walked across the blue illuminated floor and felt my power still coursing through the ground. I walked up to where my energy had pinpointed before exploding. I waved my hand over where the pinpointed energy had struck and watched as the tiles moved away allowing me to see the problem.
A cluster of wires that helped simulate the illusion is melting and smoking. I looked at the wires and concentrated on piecing them back together from their melted state. I watched as the plastic started to remold but then fell limp and hot back. I sighed, I still knew that the anger in me was swelling and I had to get it out before I would loose control. But as I walked towards the exit I finally released the extra stress and emotional energy inside of me.
Shattering. All around me the noise of shattering rang in my ears and almost made me deaf. I could sense people coming but they were blocked out as the tubes that held in the blue light exploded and rained on me. I covered myself as the rain fell then heard ripping and shearing on the other side. No, I wanted to say, don't come in it's too dangerous. I was ready to collapse my head was pounding and my vision blurred. The shattering stopped which was good but the tearing and ripping were now bothering me. I wanted to tell them to stop that I was alright but the door was blown off and my vision started to fail me. I caught a small glimpse of someone running up to me. I saw other figures behind it, as I concentrated more I saw the figure to be Tyson who was running at me with a concerned look. I felt a sudden burst of energy but then it disappeared almost instantly. Mental bonds, how did that kid know how to do them? I knew that Tyson was much weaker in mental power then I was and I shut down the link between us so that he wouldn't get sick.
"Tyson," I whispered and then my world went dark.