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Mirror, Mirror
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male
Views: 5878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. -
Chapter List
- 1-Mirror, Mirror
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
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- 49-51
- 50-52
- 51-53
- 52-54
- 53-55
- 54-56
- 55-57
- Mirror Mirror Chapter Twenty Seven
Disclaimers ApplyA/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… *yawn * I think I overdid it, lol… InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: I think I figured out the bouncing problem… maybe. I think. Morgan: Yay for surviving the show! J Readers/Reviewers: NaNoWriMo is scaring me but hell, I’ll do it anyway, lol. If you’ve got the yen, go to www.nanowrimo.org and try your hand.
Professor Xavier flexed his fingers in agitation. His arms had been bothering him lately and he kept meaning to ask Beast to take a look, but it was not worrisome enough to take time out of his busy schedule and visit the medical facilities. As it was, it was all he could do to keep the parents who came to see him in his office happy and distracted. A few of them, he found, refused to acknowledge that their children were not the same as the masses, that they had abilities above and beyond the norm.
“But I don’t understand why we can’t just keep her at the high school down the road,” the middle aged gentleman complained to his wife, ignoring Professor Xavier completely.
“Because,” the elegant, older woman replied, her lips barely moving as she tried to keep her voice calm and low. “she’s no longer allowed.”
“If you would like,” the Professor broke in kindly, “you can speak with a few of the current, long-term students. They’ll be able to give you insight into the school from a student’s point of view, and maybe assuage your fears a bit.” He flexed his fingers again, barely suppressing a wince as the pins and needles feeling spread through his hand. He was doing a perfect job of blocking out the thoughts and feelings of the visiting parents but he was doing little to block his own annoyance.
“Our daughter,” the man said stiffly, barely managing to meet Professor Xavier’s eyes, “is not one of those freaks they talk about on the news. She’s not one of those…experiments,” he spat the word, his eyes hard and face red with barely suppressed anger. “She’s a normal, intelligent fifteen year old girl who’s just having trouble at a new school!”
The mother, seemingly more resigned to the situation, pressed a handkerchief over her mouth for a moment before speaking, tears welling in her eyes. “My mother had the sight,” she sighed. “So did my grandmother…”
“That’s bullshit,” he husband hissed. He fixed the Professor with a hard glare. “The only reason we came here is because we don’t have any other options. My wife thinks our daughter is some sort of freakshow psychic but I know better. She’s just going through a phase…”
“Most of our students here are in a phase,” the Professor noted dryly. “Some of them for almost a decade.” He grabbed a thought out of the air, holding it as delicately as he would a bird. _* You know she’s different, * _ he thought for the father’s benefit. _* She told you about your father dying hours before anyone knew. She told you about the man at work who tried to cheat you before you realized it… * _ Idle thoughts, things that bore repeating, the Professor thought to himself. Not influence, he reasoned, just facts.
“We’re leaving,” the girl’s father snarled, his face bearing an expression of confusion and anger.
“I’ll call you,” he mother cried as she was led forcibly from the room. “We can’t just let her rot in that psych ward,” she wailed as the front door slammed behind them.
Storm’s voice cut through the Professor’s thoughts like a knife. “That went well,” she said in the doorway, her brows somewhere around her hairline. “Do you think they’ll be back?”
“As many troubles as we’re having, I hope so,” the Professor sighed, rubbing one shoulder idly. “Any word from Logan and Mark?”
“No… and they’re not answering the cell phone.” She edged into the study and shut the door behind her. “We seem to have a bigger problem. Early this morning, Rahne and Jamie saw a Morlock peering into her room—I know, I spoke with him about visits to classmates of the opposite sex during curfew hours. The problem is...”
“There’s no trace of the Morlock,” the Professor supplied. “I’ll speak with Callisto immediately. Did they offer any descriptives?”
“The thing is,” she paused, pushing a long, platinum braid behind one ear, “Rahne said she doesn’t want anyone to get in trouble for this. She said she’ll just make sure her curtains are drawn.” She fixed the Professor with a piercing gaze and added, “Rahne repeated several times that the Morlocks are just like us—those were her words. Just like us, no different than us…”
“This is my property; I do not appreciate trespassing. I’ll speak with Callisto immediately.” He nodded curtly to her and added, “Ororo, I know you’re thinking of Evan. I don’t need telepathy to know it. If you like, I’ll ask Callisto…”
“No,” Storm cut him off. “When he wants to speak with me, he’ll find me. He’s…” she swallowed hard and drew herself up straight. “He knows I am here. His mother…wishes I wasn’t but she understands that I will do my best to let her know his whereabouts when he is ready to speak with family.” She smoothed her hands over her colorful salwar kameez[1] and nodded in return to the Professor. “She’s right you know, Rahne. The Morlocks…we’re just alike. We just got lucky.”
Professor Xavier did not respond and waited until Storm let herself out before rolling around to the other side of his desk, his chest muscles screaming in pain with each push of his arms to move the wheels on his chair. He had too much to do today, he thought, too many irons in the fire. It would all be over soon, he soothed himself. First order of business, find Logan and Mark. Then he would call on Beast. After contacting Emma. And speaking with Kitty…A/N Next up, smut-a-rama. And Lance does something stupid—color us shocked.
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