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Chapter 21

"Did you finish your chores?" Logan asked as Rally grabbed her black jacket from the closet by the door.

"I'll get them done later, I promise." She answered with a begging tone, knowing her Dad would not let her go anywhere if she had not done her chores.

"Now." He responded, as he turned his attention back to pounding a nail into an almost finished table for the little cottage the two mutants lived at in the middle of nowhere.

Rally objected, "But I promise-"

"I said now." Her father interrupted. He didn't even lift his glance or concentration from his project. Rally knew there was doing to be no negotiations. She should have figured that. It had been a month already since they had left the mansion and Professor Xavier and…Warren. The young teen sighed. She still thought about him a lot. He was the first guy to actually care about her. He was her first kiss and there was just something special between them. She knew it. She felt it.

Rally lowered her head, more in frustration than sadness, and began slowly dragging herself to her room. She didn't mind her chores. They weren't hard. In fact, they weren't really chores. She simply had to keep her bedroom clean and practice the technique Logan had taught her that morning until she mastered it. He kept everything else under control. Her Dad did all the real chores like chopping wood, hunting for food and most of the time, roasting it over a fire. The only thing Rally did not enjoy about her chores, as they called it, was that it was tedious. A lot of times in the morning, Logan would teach her how to control her power, her inner beings, even though He wasn't entirely sure himself. Being at the mansion, Logan had learned a couple of techniques along the way for new mutants. Although the mutation was different, the gene was still the same in which it came from so a lot of times, the same technique worked to gain control. It was a step-by-step process. It would take years for Rally to master her power, which is why he simply asked her to master techniques he taught her each morning. That morning specifically, Rally had been working on finding the connection with her inner beings and picking items up from a distance. For the past couple of days, she had been working on finding those connection points which had proven to be difficult. It was easy when Logan explained it, but hard to actually do. It took concentration and focus, which is why it made this technique tedious. Any little thing would distract her, especially since she was just about to head to town. That was her favorite thing to do, and although Logan was very cautious about it, he would let Rally go once a week. She had only been to the small, Canadian town around the base of the mountain 3 times, but she loved going there and seeing the few people that stopped at the small convenient store. Rally had never had enough nerve to talk to any of them, since they were all tough looking men, varying in ages, but today, Rally thought she had built up enough courage. Logan was definitely not much for conversation and was not making any effort to be a little more social with her, even after she had mentioned it. It was hard not having anyone to talk to. Sometimes, Rally would go outside and sit by the cliff's edge near their little cabin and imagine she was with Warren at the place where he first kissed it. It was a cliff, just like the one she would sit at. If Rally knew Logan had gone away from the cabin for a while to hunt or chop wood, she would talk out loud to herself, pretending Warren was talking back to her. It was quite pitiful, which is why she wanted to go to town so much today. She had mustered courage. She was going to talk to someone today.

Rally sat down on her floor and began focusing on a rock she had sitting on a small table Logan had made not long ago. Rally had found that rock while hiking one day and it was pure white. She thought it was cool so she decided to keep it.

Just as Logan had taught her, Rally tried to clear her mind from all distractions and focus on one thing: the connection. Once she made that connection, she knew she could pick up that rock from a distance. All she really had to do was think it, while maintaining control. If her thoughts went anywhere else, it could be a disaster. She had yet to work on how to not make her thoughts not commands to her inner beings, her mutation so anything she thought, they would do. The last few days had been a little rough since she had lost control a couple of times, but now she had to master control and to just pick up a simple object.

Focus. Connection. Breathe. She felt a kind of shock to her system. She almost had it. Rally knew when she had made connection; a wave of life would come over her, like being immersed in imaginary water. She had felt the twitchy, shock-like reaction many times before. It meant she hadn't made complete connection but had made a partial connection which never amounted to anything. By the way this practice session had begun, Rally knew it was going to be awhile before she mastered the picking up of an object, which meant there would be no time to go to town. It would take two hours to get there which is why she needed to go in the morning. I wish I had just one person to talk to. She thought. If Warren could be here…

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