I woke up in my room, and discovered from a daily calendar that I had slept for a week. An empty chair sat on one side of my bed, and one the other side was a chair full of Logan. The wall clock read 3:00 a.m.
He was slumped over, his head pillowed on my sheets. I slid out the far side, and then dumped in the bed in my place. He grunted, but otherwise didn't stir.
I went out and closed the door behind me, intent on walking until I had found a permanent solution to the problem of Sabertooth. I paced down the hall slowly. I turned a corner and came face-to-face with Cyclops.
He stared at me for a moment, then stuttered, "I … uh … was … uh … making the rooms of the rounds' students, I mean making the students of the round's rooms, I mean, making the rounds of the student's rooms, since Logan been busy, um, watching over you."
I nodded, and said, "I know. You want some company?" He shook his head and said, "Yeah. I mean …" Our quiet conversation was broken by a roar from Logan. I raced back into the room and found Rogue sitting on the bed with Logan's claws coming out of her back.
He snatched the claws back into his hands with a small ring like a switchblade knife, and Rogue, as though in a dream, reached up and touched his face. I had heard of her power, and could only watch in horror as he was drained.
She lurched back from him, and would have fled, but I caught her arm. Strangely, she did not immediately have an effect on me.
"Wait, child. Would you heal him if you could?" She gave me a blank stare, and replied, "Yes, of course."
"Then will you trust me?" I took Logan's hand in mine, and held out my other to Rogue. She shook her head violently, but I caught her eyes with my changed ones and repeated, "Trust me." She placed her hand in mine, and I saw the professor lunge to grab her away, moving as if in slow motion. "NO!"
Her hand touched mine, and I felt a draining begin. I fought it, and pulled back. Suddenly, a foreign thing entered my mind. Sensing Logan's touch, I pushed it down my body and into Logan.
His eyes snapped open, and he and Rogue broke contact simultaneously. He was gasping for air like a landed fish. "Wha- … wha- … what … was … that?" I eyed the professor, wondering at his reaction to my hidden talent.
"You can remove their powers?" He gaped at me, seemingly half-frightened at my ability. "I suppose so, but the last time I tried it, we had disastrous results. Plus, it takes way, way too much energy to do this for fun." I laughed hysterically, and fell flat on my face, burnt out from healing my brother.