Blair looks down at a corridor. She closes her eyes and trusting her powers she sees what further inside is without needing to walk more
"Clever" a voice says from behind her, she opens her eyes startled and turns around to find Charles from behind her, now sited in a wheelchair. She knits her eyebrows in confusion "Using your abilities to check your surroundings without exposing your presence" He told her smiling a small smile.
She chuckled "Wow. I would never get use to you reading minds" she said grinning. But there was a cautious glimmer in her eyes. As if she was wary of someone being inside her head.
Charles shook his head, still getting use to his ability again. "I'm sorry, Blair if you feel uncomfortable with me able to be inside your head. It's been a while since I've used my powers" He apologized. Her eyes softened and took a deep breath
"It's okay, though. Just surprised that one of the first mutants I've ever met and he can read minds. Excuse me if I find this wary. I can't still get use to me being a mutant" She said slowly. Finally Charles with his ability could see the real Blair in front of him; it was like she knew now that he can read minds that there was no need to hide who she really was.
Charles suddenly found himself in a memory. By the looks of it, it was Blair.
There was a young brunette girl playing with some girls outside of a park. The little girl looked grinning, her eyes blue. She was Blair, a little version of her when she was 10 or 12 years old. An age, where Charles remembered was the average age when mutants found out about their abilities. Suddenly he felt the worse coming as he watched young Blair. She was sitting in a swing with a girl older than her. They looked alike, so this must be Blair's sister, Charles mused. The difference between both girls beside the age and height was the eyes. While Blair's were lighter, her older sister's were darker.
Blair was smiling when her sister touched her, her expression changed into a familiar one to Charles. Her eyes widened slightly gazing off with a flinch. She gasped, a frightened expression covering her face as she looked up at her sister
"Blair? Honey, what happened?" her teenage sister asked reaching to her arm, but Blair flinched and backed away from her sister "Blair?" her sister's tone changed to a concerned one. Young Blair shook her head backing away from her sister warily
"Hanna, please don't go inside when mommy calls you" Little Blair whispered with a small voice. Charles frowned as he saw Hanna's face.
"What…?" her voice was overpowered by an older voice coming from the house in front of the house
"Hanna! Come home your friend's on the phone"
Hanna's and Blair's faces turned to shock. Hanna looked at her little sister.
"How did you ….?"
Blair's eyes widened "Don't go. Wait for at least a couple of minutes. Please"
Hanna frowned "It's my friend, Blair. I think I know who and he doesn't call frequently. I have to" Hanna backed away and didn't see her sister's teared up eyes as she whispered "But you're gonna die"
Charles' eyes widened as he realized when Blair first found out about her powers. He didn't know she would see her sister's death
"She didn't die about the car, though" Blair's voice snapped him out of her memory. They were now standing on the same hallway, but Blair's eyes were filled of tears. "That day I also discovered my telekinesis"
Charles frowned sympathetically "How did you…?"
"How did I know you were seeing one of my memories? " Charles nodded slowly. She breathed a chuckle "Simple. I saw you doing that. Right before you apologized because of your ability"
Charles nodded frowning "Do you want to talk about that moment?" he asked her after a couple of seconds of silence. Blair frowned and shook her head
"It doesn't matter. Is in the past already" She answered. Her lips trembled as she tried to hold back a sob, a shocking noise sounded in the hallway as Blair covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes widening in shock.
"Blair…" Charles started soothingly riding his wheelchair closer to her. "It's okay if you want to talk about it. Okay?" She reached for her hand to comfort her but quickly withdrew back, knowing that doing so she'll get a vision from his future or past and will upset her more
Blair took a deep breath "That day, I warned my sister to stay in the park and no go to the house. I did not realize that the moment I used to warning her was the moment of her death. Instead I wanted so badly to stop her from going that I accidentally discovered my second ability….."
Young Blair desperately for saving her sister tried to run for her to stop her, raising her hands up to try to grab her, only to happen the contrary, it was like a wave got out of her hands and Hannah flew over higher and higher to across the street where she fell to in front of a neighbor's garage where the car was entering with a fast velocity
"HANNA!"
"That's when I discovered both. I killed my sister, not exactly with the same car I had seen but it was a car" Blair said pushing both herself and Charles out of her memory. Charles looked down at the girl to see her fidgeting with her wrist watch.
"I have a feeling of why you use a watch all the time and see the hour every few seconds" Charles stated quietly. She looked down at the time again. She saw the clockwise moving and counted the seconds
"Really? What For?"
"To see exactly at what time your premonitions are fulfilled"
She smiled a small smile. "It's easy once you know how to control it. Now it's just an instinct, when I have a vision, my hand goes to my watch. My powers work with contact, sometimes if the even its stronger I just have my eyes on it or I just get thrown to it. My hand goes directly to watch, the watch works for me to tell me the hour. This one I made sure to not interrupt the vision of its own making. I tend to see the future of objects, where will they go"
Charles nodded in understanding. She flinched gasping. He didnt need to use his powers to know she had seen something. She looked down at her watch and waited for two seconds before looking up at Charles grinning. No trace of tears or sadness
"C'mon Professor, I want to see Cerebro personally and physically" She winked at him letting him know she knew what was gonna happen.
Charles chuckled and both of them made their way to the basement. Charles didn't need to give her directions, her foresight helping her get down there.