Chapter 6

- Before the main conversation, can I ask some questions that I have accumulated while I was here? I asked, after all, no one is obliged to tell me anything, just like I do to them. But I used to speak honestly, largely because of communication with Red and the Office, there was simply no need to lie there. And because of my isolation from people for too long, I had already forgotten that lying is a common thing for reasonable people. It's hard to get used to new realities when time flies and you just don't notice it.

- Easy, ask any question, - Charles smiled habitually.

"About James, what's in his skeleton?" - this question has been bothering me since the very first meeting.

"It's a personal question, of course, but I think Logan would understand," Xavier said more to himself. - James was deceived by everyone, betrayed by the people closest to him, and all for the sake of experiments implanting Adamantium in a person. An experiment that he would not have gone to if not for one thing. Stryker, a high-ranking US military officer, wanted to create the perfect killing machine and assembled a team of mutants to do this. I tested their skills and abilities, and then chose the best one. Who could survive after implanting Adamantium, practically the strongest metal on Earth, but at the same time radioactive. You were right about the radiation back then, it's slowly killing Logan, but his regeneration is coping. It was because of her that he became Stryker's target. He has excellent skills with cold steel and firearms, the fastest regeneration, even bullets in the head would not take him, but now they will just bounce off because of the metal inside him. They tricked him into implanting Adamantium and, after a successful operation, saved his DNA to create an army of the same killers.

"That's the answer to the second question," I said. - That girl is artificially created.

- That's right. Laura, that's her name, is indeed genetically his daughter. She is the fruit of the X-Weapon experiment, something that Stryker has been trying to achieve for the past five years. James, when he was on the path of revenge, found her and she helped him stop, and then he came to me.

- What is this Adamantium? - I was worried about where they got it from. Is it made from underground or synthesized from other metals?

- An ultra-dense and durable metal, it is made from certain components that I know, but I will not say. I just don't want such an alloy to end up in the wrong hands.

"The right approach," I nodded. - This Laura... What should I expect?

- Nothing unusual. She is a simple girl who was deprived of many of the joys of childhood life. She saw only blood and death, and I hoped that this place could help her. I thought maybe she would find her peace of mind here..." Xavier sighed heavily and scratched his bald head. - But instead, she locked herself in her room, occasionally communicates with someone, even with James she does not have much contact. And I hoped that Logan, as Laura's father, would be able to do something, but all I see so far is inaction. I probably shouldn't be telling you all this, you can't help with anything anyway," Charles chuckled kindly.

- I have two daughters, - I decided to share a piece of information about myself. - I think you understand that I am much older than I look. It's easier to say that for me, all of humanity is like children, even the Earth itself will be younger than me, what can I say. And my children, too, are far from ordinary. It was so long ago... billions of years ago, when I was floating all over the universe and craved solitude. Boredom. I don't know how long I swam like that, how long I existed, but at one point my wish was heard and two appeared, at first completely asexual entities that knew absolutely nothing. Empty souls and a shell, instead of a full mind. I thought that this was my chance, I took up their training, tried to convey everything I knew. But in the end, all I got was devastation. They didn't give me love and support, because I couldn't teach them that. But I really wanted to tell them that... I wanted them to feel it so much that I decided to leave my own world to understand and find this feeling. Find something important for yourself so that you can pass it on to them. They're my children," I smiled a little sadly. - Most likely, James could not convey these feelings either, did not find a way out and decided to let everything take its course. What if it goes away by itself? Normal human behavior," I snorted.

- Do you want to invite Logan to move to another world? Charles asked with a smile, seeing that I would not continue this topic and disclosed this information simply because it was appropriate.

"If he could," I chuckled. - He just needs a push.

- And how?

- Make him "jealous". We need to find someone who can find a common language with the girl, talk to her, in general, everything that Logan could not do. Then a sense of possessiveness will play in him, James, as I have already managed to understand, has some... animal features. I think this trait is inherent in his instincts.

"Hmm," Charles thought for a moment. - To be honest, I do not know who can be assigned to her. Laura is hard to understand because of her... problems. Both social and mental. She's been through a lot... Why don't you try it? I am also quite observant and have already realized that it is difficult for you to communicate with teenagers. I really don't understand why. It seems to me that it is even easier with children than with adults.

- Maybe, in a sense, it's easier, - I did not argue, because it's always easier to find a common topic for communication with children. - I just don't want to take off their rose-colored glasses. I am too honest a person and if they ask me about something difficult, for example, about wars, why people hate mutants and much more, I will answer truthfully. Unless, of course, we talk about certain secrets and secrets, I can keep them better than any reasonable person - or at least until I consider this person or another entity worthy of this information. For an ordinary mortal, the thought of such secrets can drive you crazy.

- Hmm, - Xavier frowned a little, apparently thinking hard. - At least try to talk less about it. I don't want these children to grow up with a sense of revenge or hidden malice. Your thoughts are true, but it's worth opening them at certain moments," I nodded in agreement. - And now... - Charles wanted to start, but the same red circle that was the portal appeared in the room and the Ancient One entered the room.

"Hmm, as I see it, you didn't listen to my advice," the girl said, looking from me to Charles. It seems that this is exactly the behavior she was talking about back then. - He's dangerous and out of control.

- Is having your own consciousness and mind, as well as a certain power, considered dangerous and uncontrollable? I chuckled. - Then I can say the same about you, the power of time corrupts minds and subjugates the weak.

- This is not your world and you had no right to interfere with this passage of time.

- I don't argue, it's true. But there is one "but", I have the power that allows me to do this. I rarely use it, but if I have to... - I started to put a little pressure on this room. - It will be bad for everyone.

- Trig, the Ancient One! Xavier tried to send some kind of impulse into my head, but I calmly ignored it. And also took the pressure off, still, we put on a good performance with her. We need to support him further.

"I won't repeat myself, Charles," the bald girl said with a slight superiority in her gaze and disappeared into the same portal.

Xavier sighed, rubbing the carrier. "Why did you respond to the provocation, that's what she wanted," I just shrugged. I'd rather keep silent, the Ancient One asked me not to talk about what I understood and learned.

"That's my problem, Charles," I said, indicating that I didn't want to talk about it anymore. - What did you want to say?

- About the documents. Do you have any suggestions?

- Leave the first and last name, the rest is up to you.

"All right," Xavier nodded. - Do you need a room?

- I wouldn't say I don't have any things, except for the clothes I'm wearing, and anyway I don't sleep.

- There is an empty room next to Laura, and you will live there. Everything fits in with your plan," I just nodded indifferently. - And, perhaps most importantly, can you really cure cancer?

- As I said, I need time, a laboratory and samples - with my mind, it won't be difficult to figure this out. I have already read about all the sciences that are known to mankind and I know enough for this.

- I'll give you all this. Thanks to your medicine, perhaps mutants will stop being despised.

"If that's all, then I'm going for a walk," I said, getting up from my chair and heading for the door.

"And, Trig," I said, turning my head in his direction. - You will start your business tomorrow, and the documents will arrive in a couple of days. And please don't go into Laura's room, she's very sensitive. I think you've already figured out what I mean.

"A sense of danger," I nodded and left the room, finding myself in the hallway. Apparently, animal traits pass through genes, Logan also emitted some waves... fear. But, surprisingly, it was not fear for his own life, but for others. After going down the stairs, where it was surprisingly empty, only a couple of kids that talked to each other. But after a couple of meters, retreating half a step, he let a girl pass in front of him, who calmly walked through the wall. Hmm, a very interesting ability in my opinion. And when she met my gaze, she was slightly surprised and immediately stumbled, passing through the floor. Yeah, I definitely wasn't counting on this kind of acquaintance.

- Oh, - first a head appeared from under the floor, and only after that the girl herself. "I was kind of surprised," she said with an embarrassed face.

"It happens," I nodded with a knowing smile. "Trig Zverev is, like, a new teacher," I repeated with the same intonation as her. The girl blinked, and then giggled.

"Kitty Pryde," she said, calming down. She looks about fifteen years old, dark brown hair and turquoise eyes, a rather pretty face and an ordinary build. - Since you are our new teacher, I think you should get to know the whole team! And we're just getting together in the living room, there's some kind of TV show going on, which Petra loves! Come on! - taking my hand, the girl smiled and pulled me along as if in tow. It looks like the dating problem will go away by itself...