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Mirror, Mirror	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mirror Mirror Chapter Forty Four

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�Are you okay, Charles?�

�Yes, fine.� The Professor smiled tightly up at Beast as the blue furred man set a tray of coffee and cookies down on the low table, carefully avoiding Marrow�s twirling blade. �I believe you two have met?�

�Yes,� Marrow said bluntly, not elaborating. She glanced at the tray, then up at Beast. �Hiding away in the basement?� she asked snidely. �The sewer not good enough for you?� Her boots thudded heavily as she uncrossed her legs and stood, taking two steps to close the distance between her and the good doctor. �You�re not so special, you know. Just because you have some piece of paper, just because you looked like them once��

�Marrow,� Professor Xavier intoned calmly. �Please sit down. Enjoy the coffee. Doctor McCoy holds no illusions that he is superior to you due to his living arrangements,� he added, taking up a heavy crockery mug and sipping the coffee gently.

�No,� Marrow spat, �I�m sure he doesn�t.� After a tense moment of silence, she resumed her seat, sliding a baleful glare at Beast out of the corner of her eye. Just as accusingly, she selected one of the two remaining mugs of coffee and added a large dose of sugar and a healthy dollop of cream before taking a long, gulping draught of it.

Clearing his throat softly, Beast took up a seat on the sofa across from Marrow. The frame of the antique seat creaked under his weight but he did not move, just sat very still, as if he was expecting something to happen at any given moment. �As I understand the lay of things,� he said carefully, feeling rather than seeing the Professor�s approval at his seizing of the conversational reins, �there has been a deep fracture within the Morlock ranks and you are seeking to split off entirely.�

Marrow set the mug down noisily. �You,� she drawled, �are a master of perception.� Glancing aside at the Professor, she stood smoothly, not a trace of her early thumping surliness as she started to pace between the coffee table and the window. �I am a Morlock. This will never change. I do not seek to live the false life of the Eloi, pretending to be one of *them *, pretending to be something I�m not.� She did not see the two men exchange looks fraught with mild irritation and curiosity before she turned to face them, stopping as she was framed in the architraves of the library doorway. �I also refuse to hide myself like some disgusting piece of offal, ashamed to live amongst the living, resigned to the ranks of the societaly dead. Your Spyke might choose to commit suicide thusly but I do not.�

�Are you asking�to join us?� Professor Xavier asked delicately. He set his mug down on the edge of the table and leaned forward, disguising a wince as his shoulder caught, silently accusing him of aging. �Work with the Institute?�

Marrow made a disgusted noise, like someone smelling death and trying to rid their senses of the stench. �No, I�m not *asking * you for anything. Warren Worthington, that pretty social butterfly, is in your graces yet he does not kowtow to you. I seek�� She paused, looking for the first time during the conversation uncertain. �I refuse to hide with Callisto and her lackeys anymore,� she finally said. �I refuse to scurry into the damp darkness every time one of the Eloi shows their faces.� She folded her arms beneath her breasts, the knife dangling between her fingers as she leveled a hard glare at them both. �I do not want pity. I am offering you a deal. You let me work with you, within reason, and I give you some valuable information.� She smiled slightly, a trace of femininity skittering across her hard features. �Something you�ve been wanting for a long time.�

Professor Xavier could feel Beast�s cautious optimism, tempered with a smidgen of annoyance, as Marrow�s words sunk in. He himself leaned back in his seat and returned her accusing look with a bland one, not letting any of his feelings show. �If you are to�work�with us, you must do as you are told but you will not be forced to take on a duty that conflicts with your personal morals.� He blew out a breath as she raised a brow, wishing he had not drank that coffee as the heartburn began to rise in his chest. _Not now, _ he told himself. _Finish this first� _

Marrow�s gaze switched between the two men before she straightened her back and lowered her arms. �Fine.� She nodded once, flipping her blade almost idly between her fingers as she repeated herself. �That is fine.�

�What is your information?� Professor Xavier prodded gently. �You wanted this deal��

�Essex has returned Forge to the living. He is with Callisto now.� She paused, her smile twisting into something else, something verging on sinister. �Essex is abandoning his labs for something more�suitable to his ideology,� she added, her expression shifting to one of bland indifference.

Beast stood, leveling his gaze on the Morlock woman. �Such as?� He rocked forward on his toes, the urge to grab her and shake the information out of her strong enough to make his fingers twitch. Marrow noticed and seemed to flip her blade a little more vehemently as she returned his gaze.

�Tabby�s little clone was not the only thing he had handy. You people leave your genetic materials all over this city.� She smiled again, striding around the sofa and coffee table, heading for the door as the information sunk in. �Watch for them tonight.�

Professor Xavier closed his eyes as the door shut in her wake. �Henry, please call Logan and Mark back. They should not be far off right now. I�ll summon Warren.�
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