Combusting Hearts
Chapter 4
I sat there reading a book quietly, listening to the quiet music of my radio that was playing. I only lifted my head when I heard yelling downstairs. My parents were fighting again.
I sighed quietly as I placed my book down, going to my door, and walking downstairs. I nearly got hit in the face with a glass plate as I entered the room.
"Mom!" I yelled, ducking out of the way.
She stopped, watching me hold onto the wall in fear. My father yelled at her.
"Look what you almost did Helen!" he yelled. "You nearly hit our daughter." She just glared at him.
"Well, it's your fault that all of this started to begin with!" she shouted, throwing another plate at him. It shattered against the wall as he ducked out of the way, pieces flying all over the place.
"Elaine, please go back upstairs sweetie," my father said, walking toward me. My mom held another plate in her hands, getting ready to throw it at him. I yelled at him, pushing him out of the way, and getting hit myself.
The moment that the plate hit me, it was like something inside me clicked. Something was triggered…something afoul.
"Elaine?" my dad called, but I didn't answer. The moment he touched me, flames broke out, surrounding him. He cried as he tried to get rid of them. My mom screamed as they covered the walls. Small explosions soon followed, blowing out the wall behind me, sending debris all over the place. My parents covered their faces, but it did little good.
"Elaine, stop it!" my mom screamed, but her voice was met with another explosion, followed by another scream as the ceiling fell on top of her.
"Helen!" my dad yelled, running toward her. I couldn't stop it though, I had absolutely no control. Moments later, the entire house exploded, leaving nothing behind.
I was left beneath the rubble, laying there for hours, til someone found me. I couldn't even see when they brought me out. I was left with a pair of eyes staring at me, and a chunk of metal from the house floating above me.
I woke up with a yell, falling out of bed.
I quickly looked around the room, tears falling from my eyes.
"M-mom…D-dad…" I cried into my hands. It was entirely my fault that they were dead.
I jumped when I heard a knock at my door, quickly trying to dry my tears, but it was no use. My eyes soon met those of Logan's, and I was stuck.
When he saw me, his brows knitted together a bit. He wasn't sure what was going on with me as he knelt down in front of me.
"You alright kid?" he asked, watching as a few more tears fell.
All I could do was shake my head no as I set there. I couldn't really do much of anything else, but let the tears continue to fall as images of my dream haunted me.
"It's all my fault," I whimpered, curling up on the floor.
"Hey…" he whispered, kneeling down in front of me. He placed a hand on my shoulder, pulling me up a bit, until I was laying against him some. It helped so that I wouldn't end up choking on my own tears.
For a while, I just laid there crying, just trying to catch my breath and breathe. It was so hard to get a proper breath in, without just putting it back out.
About a hour later, Logan could be seen with his back leaning against the bottom of my bed, and my head on his leg. His hand, was resting on top of my head. Once again, I was asleep. This time though, my dreams weren't haunting me, at least for a while anyway.
Even though Logan could have left at any given point in time, he didn't. He continued sitting there with me.
Logan? The Professor called.
Logan grunted for a moment.
I'm busy he thought in his head, knowing that the Professor would hear him. After that, he didn't hear anything else, so he closed his eyes.
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The next day, I was called to the Professor's office. He said that he wanted to talk to me about something important.
"You wanted to talk to me Professor?" I asked as I closed the door behind me. I found the Professor sitting behind his desk, with his hands folded together. I caught sight of Logan standing propped up against the wall with his eyes closed.
"Yes, please have a seat?" he said.
Once I was comfortable in my seat, he spoke again.
"Due to recent events, I think that it's time that we start trying to work on your powers," he said, looking at me from behind his desk. "I also realize how uncomfortable you feel about this Elaine, but it's something that we must do," he explained.
I just sat there, turning my eyes down to my hands. The last thing that I wanted was to mess with my powers. I was afraid that everything would just go out of control like it always does.
"Elaine?" he called, making me look over at him. "I know that you can do this if you try my dear. It just takes practice," he said, but I was still doubtful about it.
"Now as far as regular classes go, we'll try putting you in with other students for the time being. You will also be spending a few hours alone with me each day to work on your powers," he said, before turning to Logan. "Logan has also agreed to help with your daily training," he added, making my eyes widen a bit.
"What? But…I…" I tried, but I couldn't get the words out properly.
"Don't worry Elaine, everything will be fine," he said.
At that moment, Logan shoved himself off the wall, and walked over to me.
"I'll be fine kid, just give me all ya got," he said, before walking out of the room.
I looked at him like he was crazy. Give him all I got? You've got to be freaking kidding me!?
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The whole rest of that week, I was either in classes or practicing in private with the Professor, and occasionally with Logan of course.
To be honest, the part with Logan was the scariest. I was so afraid of hurting him, and then whenever I did, his skin would just grow back. It was rather unnerving to be honest. When I thought that I had nearly taken his arm off was the worst. The only thing that I was able to see, was bones, and metal.
When in class, I tried my best to remain in control and remain calm around everyone, but it didn't always seem to work. It didn't help matters much that I had to see Slick everyday in class. I already felt guilty and uncomfortable enough around him to begin with.
At the moment though, I was sitting outside, just sitting there and picking at my food. To be honest, I just really wasn't that hungry. Really, I was more occupied with my powers.
I just sat there staring at a rock in front of me.
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Else where in the mansion, the Professor was escorting around a visitor that had arrived a few hours ago. He was escorting an older gentleman like himself, simply talking about different things as they went. The man in question seemed to put most of the residence at the mansion on edge though.
"So, Charles, what have you really been up to lately?" the man asked as they rounded a corner.
"Oh, nothing really Erik, just the usual sort of things," Charles said as he rolled along side his old friend.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I've heard that you've come into possession of a new student, a rather peculiar one might I add," he stated, looking into some of the classrooms as they walked by.
"So, you've been listening in on things again I see," the Professor said. "It's true, we do have a new student. She's a rather interesting girl I must say. I've never seen anything like her. I only wish that I could have gotten to her sooner though," he finished, looking outside.
Erik followed his gaze, which happened to land on that of a young girl. She had dark hair that came down to about her shoulders with red streaks in it. She was also of average height from what he could tell.
"She's been in my care for nearly 2 weeks now," Charles explained, his eyes still gazing at the young girl, who seemed to be staring at something on the ground. "I've been trying to work with her on her powers as of late, and she seems to be making some progress," he said.
"Ah, progress…progress is always good," Erik said with a light chuckle. His attention was quickly pulled back to the young girl though upon hearing a small explosion, followed by yelling. With the window open, they could hear everything.
"Kurt! Don't scare me like that!" she yelled, brushing bits of rock off of her. The blue boy just laughed.
"Sorry, I did not mean to startle you," he said, trying to apologize. She just threw her apple at him, which he promptly caught with his tail.
They watched as her mouth fell open.
"Give me back my apple," she said, holding her hand out. Kurt shook his head, looking at the apple as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.
"You did not seem to vant it vhen you threw it at me," he said, biting back a smile. She just glared at him.
"Give me back my apple," she said, lunging at him, only to fall face first into the dirt as he disappeared. "Hey, no fair Kurt," she called as she looked around her. Kurt was nowhere to be found though, until her apple fell on her head.
Charles let loose a chuckle as he watched this, smiling softly at the scene before him. Erik was also watching them carefully.
"I should like to meet her if you don't mind Charles," Erik nudged as he turned his eyes to his friend.
"Of course Erik," Charles consented as he rolled off, Erik following behind him.
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I stood there laughing as Kurt kept poofing around me. He just wouldn't stay still.
I reached out to grab him, but only ended up grabbing his tail. The next thing I know, I am clinging to a tree branch quite a few feet up in the air.
"Kurt!" I screamed, hanging from the branch. He just sat on the ground below, laughing at me. "Kurt, get me down!" I yelled, my legs flailing furiously as my fingers tried to keep their hold on the thick branch.
"No, I think I'll let you hang there for a few minutes fraulein," he said with a chuckle.
Oh, how he was going to get it when I got down. That is, if I ever get down.
"Kurt!" I cried, watching the blue-tailed devil roll on the ground laughing. He only stopped laughing when my shoe fell off and hit him in the head.
"Autsch!" he cried, rubbing his head.
"Get me down!" I cried.
"What's going on here?" the sound of the Professor's voice startled me, causing me to let go of the branch. I let out a yelp as I fell, closing my eyes, only to be stopped half way. When I opened them, I found myself on a large, thin metal plate.
The only thing that I could do was watch in awe at the person before me whom had his hand raised, slowly lowering me to the ground.
"Elaine, I'd like you to meet an old friend of mine, Sir Erik Lehnsherr. Erik, this is Miss Elaine Conners," the Professor said, introducing us.
The man held his hand out to me, but I just stared at it. The Professor just let out a small laugh. I blushed faintly and gave him my hand, watching as he brought it to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of my hand.
"The pleasure is all mine Miss Conners," he said, bowing lightly. I stared at him, not noticing how on edge Kurt was at the moment.
"Elaine…" Kurt hissed, poking me with the point of his tail.
"Ow!" I yelled, smacking at his tail.
Erik watched us with curiosity as did the Professor. I didn't know what was up with Kurt, but I was going to find out. So, I followed him when he ran off, catching up to him.
"What was that for?" I asked, slightly annoyed.
"He's trouble," Kurt said, glaring back at where we had come from. I looked at him curiously.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"He's the enemy," he said.
This didn't make any sense. If he was the enemy, why would the Professor let him in?
"Ve should get going," Kurt said as he grabbed hold of my wrist, pulling me along, and back inside.
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