Chapter 8
We landed the Blackbird on Genosha, for an island built for mutants, it was deserted. I searched Genosha with my telepathic ability, but she must have set up a mental block. We walked cautiously through the streets looking for any signs of her. We weren't getting any closer to finding her, so I suggested that we split up and look for her. When we were about to leave I pulled Storm to the side, "Storm," I whispered, "be cautious. Elwyn isn't herself."
"What do you mean professor?" she asked me.
"Earlier, on the Blackbird, I felt a telepathic blast and it wasn't friendly." I said
Storm looked at me shocked, "You mean?" she stammered out.
"Just don't hurt her. Remember she's still my daughter." I managed to get out of my lips.
"Okay Professor, I won't." She said. She then turned around and left with the others.
I stood there with Moira, I worried about Elwyn. Why was she so aggressive all of a sudden? Moira spoke up, "Charles don't worry we'll find her."
I stifled a concerned expression, "I know we will. It is just how we'll find her that I'm worried about."
And with that we walked towards the city of Genosha. Wondering what was in store for us.
I sat in Magneto's throne and scanned the island with my mind. Looking. Searching. I found the Blackbird. It was parked down near the beach. Then all of a sudden I was interrupted by Lorna.
"Elwyn!" she gasped, "Why are you here?"
I remained silent. I had forgotten about Lorna. Little Lorna... she was always by her father's side even when he had abandoned her. Why couldn't she see that he never loved her? I felt so sorry for her. It was a pity that she hadn't learnt the truth.
"Where's my father?" she asked with fear rising in her voice.
"He's been taken care of." I answered slyly.
"What did you do with him, Elwyn?" She questioned me. The fear left her voice and was replaced with anger.
"He never loved you Lorna! Don't you see that? I did you a favour!" I shouted.
"You're wrong, Elwyn, he cared about me. He may have abandoned me, but he made up for that. He welcomed me into his home; he let me become friends with you. He cared, Elwyn, don't you dare tell me he didn't." She strained angrily with tear-laden eyes.
I couldn't believe it. My only friend was against me. She of all people should have understood, but now she was collateral damage.
"I'm sorry Lorna, but if you're not with me, you're against me. You have left me with no choice." I chided while raising my hands to my skull.
I closed my eyes, ready to enter Lorna's mind, but I'd forgotten that she was a mutant as well. The metallic walls took hold of me and the swords that once hung by a doorway were flying towards me. I concentrated hard and focused on Lorna's mind. I don't know what I did but she collapsed on the ground. Immediately the wall released its hold and the swords clattered to the ground. I picked myself up from the floor and sauntered towards Lorna. She was alive, but barely. The strange thing was that I didn't care. She was against me. She too had never really cared for me.
I reclined on the metal throne and continued scanning the island. As I searched it, I found what I was looking for: the X-Men. Then I hit two minds that weren't familiar. Pictures of the Scottish landscape filled my mind. I tried to search the other mind, but I couldn't and I wondered why. I decided to try out controlling the other mind to find out who the person was. I concentrated hard and when I saw who it was I fell to the floor. It was my father, Charles Xavier. He was well and alive, but I'd realised I'd stayed too long in his companion's mind because he had looked straight at her and must have noticed something was wrong. I pulled out. My father was alive, actually alive. But why did he come here? No, he couldn't of have cared. Could he? I pushed the thought from my head. "No more distractions..." I whispered to myself. My father may have come to save me, but he was too late.