Sorry. my brian decided that the busiest time of year was a good time ot forget my password... and I've had writers block on everything.
"I don't know Logan." I heard Storm say on the other side of a curtain, "It's kind of like what happens when people touch Rogue but the people are fine."
"But she's not." He insisted and Storm just sighed.
"I'm sorry." She went to leave and I saw her shadow pass through the door, "I don't know what to do."
I fiddled with the sheet that was pulled up to my waist. I was sitting up after a whole bunch of tests that left me light headed and tired. I sighed tying back my hair with the band that was always on my wrist, a nasty habit that my friend Courtney from Maine got me doing. I tried to put together the facts of what was happening and managed to get it to two simple things.
They didn't know what was going on.
I did.
Activation.
"Damn it Stryker." I muttered to myself as Logan's bulky shadow also left the other room. I felt tears prick my eyes as I knew my father didn't know what to do either. "I wish the Professor was here. He would know what to do."
Then it hit me.
The stupidest thing I could ever do.
And I was going to do it.
Standing slowly I looked out into the hallway. Seeing no one I changed back into my old clothes and set off down the hall.
To the end where a circular door with a retina scanner.
Cerebro.
I cautiously knelt in front of it and it scanned my eye. I knew it wouldn't work but it was worth a shot.
"Welcome." The door opened and I stood eyebrow furrowed extremely confused, "Antalya."
I walked through slowly as I heard the door at the other end open and close. Footsteps following me that quickly increased speed.
"Antalya!" It had to be Logan; it was too outraged and too gruff to be anyone else's. I didn't look back just stepped through and listened to the door spiral shut behind me. I walked down to the set up in front of me and got on my knees again shaking. I lifted the helmet slowly as I heard Logan pound frantically on the door. I closed my eyes to stop the tears knowing the risk and knowing what it would put my friends and family through if this failed.
"I'm sorry guys." I muttered before quickly placing it on my head.
Logan walked out of the elevator to go see Antalya after pacing for a few minutes. He stepped out and saw that her door was open. He quickly glanced down the hall and he saw her back go into Cerebro. He knew what she was going to do.
"Antalya!" He shouted after her in fear. She didn't look back and he ran forward as the door spiraled shut. "No!"
He pounded on the door.
"Storm!" He shouted and she came down the hall. "Antalya, she…"
"Back up Logan." Storm called calmly. Logan whipped around in anger to see her calmly standing. "She'll be fine."
"The last person who tried to do that was Jean and she…" He stopped himself and looked at her in confusion. "She'll be fine?"
"I believe so." She nodded walking to his side and running a hand almost affectionately over the door. "The Professor put her information into the door for a reason. Maybe she has powers that she doesn't know about."
"I don't want her in there." he hissed through clenched teeth. She sighed and nodded.
"Fine stand back." She pushed him away and went up to the door. She looked into the eye as it flashed a bright red. The door stayed shut. "That's not good."
"What's not good?" Logan asked.
"Cerebro isn't letting me in." she stood fully and looked at the door, "It lets me in normally but…"
As she stopped the hall began to shake.
"That's not good either." Logan let his claws come out and went to stab the door when Storm stopped his hand.
"If you force that door open you will kill her." She spoke slowly. "So we need to find a way to get the door open without force."
The Shaking stopped as the elevator opened and Rogue Bobby Kitty Warren and Maverick came out.
"What's going on?" Bobby asked quickly.
"Antalya's in Cerebro." Storm said calmly and Kitty gasped covering her mouth with her hand.
"How do we get her out?" Rogue asked eyeing Logan in concern.
"Kitty." Logan snapped towards the door and she nodded getting ready to go through when the door opened on its own, a shaky figure standing in the doorway, head in her hands.
I gasped as pain struck my head sharply. I closed my eyes as colors flashed and darkness fell. I felt the ground form around my feet and I stood looking around. I was in my loft in Germany, where I lived with Kurt for so many years. I remembered the smell of the hay on the barn below us and the dimly colored but rich fabrics that made a wall to hide us from view of the barn. I looked at the dark wooden walls and the bed in the corner up on a smaller loft three feet from the ceiling and the floor below it. the multicolored rugs that clashed horribly but Kurt put down thinking they were nice, the tea pot and cups next to a small stove and a bowl of bread and fruit, the cedar chest sitting under the second loft. It was all familiar and I smiled sitting on the loft that was my bed. The dark blue curtain down the middle that spilt my room from Kurt's was open pulled back it a strand of silk he had found.
Standing curiously I stepped forward and looked down. I was wearing a skirt that my Gypsy mutant friend Clarisse had given me that was black with small golden coins tied in places that made them jingle along with the bangles on my ankles. I wore a tunic that I hadn't seen in years. It was light green and hung off my shoulders a bit with a gentle curving neckline. I had on a necklace Kurt gave me on my thirteenth birthday. It was gold with a small emerald teardrop hanging from the end, being my birthstone.
"Kurt?" I called going into his side of the room and finding it empty, "Nightcrawler?"
"This way Antalya." A familiar voice came from behind me and I whipped around.
Professor Xavier smiled at me from his wheelchair. I smiled and rushed at him in a hug.
"Hello my dear." he smiled and waved a hand for me to sit on my old bed. "I see you made a choice."
"I was really worried it wouldn't work." I sighed in relief and let his comforting chuckle wash over me. After two years of not seeing the old man it was nice to hear him again.
"No I programmed the Cerebro to recognize your eye too." He tapped his temple. "I knew you had my gift. Almost of the same strength you just didn't know it."
"How?" I asked confused.
"You had a block in your mind," he stated, "when I went through your memories. I didn't do anything to it but the night of the battle you came back and I could feel it was gone."
"What's happening to me then?" I asked biting my lip.
"You're gaining powers." He said intensely, "Your body is taking the concept of the powers of people around you and morphing them into a power you can use."
"But this new one where when I touch people…" I trailed off and sighed, splaying my fingers, "Do I have to tell it to calm down?"
"Simply put but yes." He nodded and I took in a breath, "Calm your mind."
I let myself calm and felt a wall being built around a part of my mind, a very small part.
"I think that worked." I opened my eyes and the Professor nodded.
"It will only work when you want it to." He stated proudly. "AS for your other abilities, has your father told you about Deadpool?"
"No but I've heard the stories." I remembered something about a bunch of powers being shoved into a single person. "Please don't tell me I'm gonna go crazy and have to sew my mouth shut."
"Nothing of the sort Antalya." He laughed outright. "You will be fine just remember to control yourself. What are your abilities as of now?"
"Um…." I thought for a bit, "eyes, teleportation, claws, touching people thing, a little telekinesis, maybe some telepathy I don't know."
"More will come, Antalya." He rolled forward and kissed my forehead, "You will be allowed in Cerebro anytime you want if you wish to speak with me."
"Thank you Professor." I sniffed realizing I was crying. "Good bye for now."
"Indeed my dear." He whispered and the bright colors came again. My head flared and I fell to my knees until the black came.
Groaning I opened my eyes to see the bottom of Cerebro. Sitting up I looked around. I was back in the spherical room. I took off the helmet and placed it on the stand before going to the door my new knowledge in my head. I stumbled forward my legs having fallen asleep and rubbed my head stopping myself from yawning. The doors spiraled open and my friends stood still looking very worried and very pale.
"What's wrong? You all look really pale."