Chapter 7

"Is Trig your full name?" "What is it?" asked the red-haired girl who was introduced to me as Jean Grey.

- Not really, my full name is Tregexa. I think you understand that such a name is not just rare, but an isolated one, so it's easier for me to shorten it, and so I've been sitting on an armchair for some time and chatting with Kitty's teenage friends who gathered in the living room by the TV. A small group of girls and one guy.

- Are you from the Soviet Union? - the girl with bright brown hair and green eyes, as well as the interesting name of Petra, asked.

- Petra, how can this name be connected with the Soviet Union at all? Anna said skeptically, although it was obvious that she was much more comfortable with these people than alone. More precisely, I just compared her behavior then and now and it was clear that she was relaxed and confident here.

- Well, he looks just like a Russian! To understand this, you need at least to be familiar with the Soviet people! Parker, which was her last name, said all this with such confidence that I even involuntarily examined myself. Actually, she's right, I was still in my usual form, about the same as I was before I died. A young, not particularly tall and not ugly guy, quite an ordinary appearance for a post-Soviet person. I may have been born under Soviet rule, but I spent my youth in poverty because of the collapse.

- Are you familiar with him, these people, from the brain to the bones? The only guy in the group, Scott Summers, jokingly said. Petra blushed, either from embarrassment or anger, but I stopped the girl by sitting her down on the sofa.

"Well, she's partly right," I nodded to my own thoughts. Still, in the past I was a native of St. Petersburg, but that life feels like me... It's like a childhood. It was a long time ago, but because of my one hundred percent memory, I remember everything perfectly, literally from birth. But now it is difficult for me to understand many of my problems, especially those related to emotions and feelings. Yes... my previous identity has long been forcibly evicted by a new one that appeared due to a billion years of existence. And honestly, sometimes I wonder if it was worth it. They say that happiness is in decline, and now I probably agree with this. - But it was a long time ago, so I don't consider Russia my homeland - in principle, I don't consider anything my homeland. I don't have a place to fight for, and I don't have personalities that I'm willing to move mountains for. Apart from my daughters, of course, but they don't need my protection.

- You see! I was right! Petra shouted, proudly straightening up and frowning.

- Don't shout, you idiot! - but the girl's mood was immediately forcibly cooled by Jean with a light blow to the head. "It's getting late, everyone's going to bed," she explained.

"Uh-huh, I'm sorry," she smiled carelessly, making Gray just sigh softly.

"I see you guys are very friendly," I said, smiling a little. - That's good, school days are just there for people to study and socialize. Perhaps I sound too abstruse because of the lack of communication, I, so to speak, missed school days and jumped right into knowledge - it is difficult to explain the cause of the problem in the form of communication. I have a memory of me from the past, Ivan Sergeevich, but this... It's like watching a movie in the first person. I ask myself too often, why did I do this? What motivated me? Feelings? I remember conversations, my own behavior, and in principle, I can try to behave... more humanly. But... I don't want to wear a mask. Honesty is one of the main qualities of a reasonable being for me.

"You're kind of a genius, aren't you?" Anna asked.

"I don't think you can call me that," I scratched my head awkwardly. - I'm more like a library. I had a great memory all my life and I remembered everything I read and saw-and I had a dream... create something of your own. Not just to take advantage of someone else's knowledge, but to do with the help of their research and their thoughts, something that no one has done yet. And the cure for cancer can well be called the fulfillment of this dream. Dream... I wonder how they are there?

"That's what they call genius," Scott rolled his eyes.

- Scott ... - Jean looked at the guy with a pejorative look, not forgetting to slightly hit him with her elbow.

- By the way, it hurts! Summers protested.

- Pf, you're strong, you'll survive, - Petra waved her hand at him.

- And you go there too ... - the guy sighed. "That's how those you trust the most betray you," he began theatrically, but was again stabbed by Jean.

"A clown," she chuckled.

Scott grinned, but immediately faded under Gray's gaze.

- By the way, where is Monroe? Anna asked, and I just looked at the whole company questioningly.

- What are you all looking at me for!? Summers didn't understand, because all the girls' eyes were focused on him.

"Do you see another guy here who tried to hit on her?" Petra remarked ironically.

- Hey, it was only once! Anyway, she's not my type," he immediately backed down. - Eh, she kind of went to the city, - after a few moments, the guy gave up.

"That's how it would be right away," Parker said with a victorious look and proudly puffing out her chest.

- Monroe? I asked, so that I could at least know one of the students in absentia. It will be easier not only for me, but also for Laura, the girl needs to get out into society. People are social creatures, if you keep them too far away from the same people, they will simply go crazy. I don't know what Laura's main problem is, but I can already guess based on the facts from Xavier.

"This is another friend of ours," Kitty replied to me. - You'd better get to know her personally.

- It's better to use "you", it will be more convenient for everyone. And anyway, I'll get to know everyone personally, I'm kind of your teacher," I said with a little laugh.

"Uh... Trig, what are you into?" Jean asked with a hitch at the beginning.

- To anyone who might be interested, I don't really want to talk about my abilities, because it will look like bragging, not a simple enumeration. Even though I told the Ancient One that having great power, I can at least fuck the whole world, but why? What will I achieve in this way? So that everyone is afraid of me and I get more power? I am already a being of immeasurable power, I don't need any more power, I need to understand human feelings, understand what love is. For them, my little dragons. I always thought they deserved better. - It has always been easier for me to learn something new, to answer the questions of the universe, than to talk to people, although the nature of this problem will continue to be hidden from them. It's too early for them to know that life exists beyond not only this planet, but also the universe.

- And in... did you decide to go to school to improve your social skills? Anna asked.

"Well, that was one of the reasons," I said with a small smile. - And what do you do? I don't think my stories will be interesting, as I said, I've devoted my whole life to knowledge, not human communication.

- I want to be a hero! Petra was the first to call out, and the others just shook their heads wearily. Apparently, she has already annoyed everyone with this.

***

At night, I sit on the grass by a tree, looking at the sky and the stars, near which I once flew. Just a couple of hours ago, two parallel consciousnesses allocated to understand new abilities were able to bring out some thoughts and theories about them. My powers have been greatly increased, and most likely not forever. My strength will increase proportionally with the number of living beings. The more alive there are, the more fears I feel in the world, the stronger I am. But if I leave this world, I will return to my normal level, which I originally had. This is only a temporary gain that you should not get used to. However, what is it for anyway? For the future? Yes, and the Ancient One said that I would meet with another Trig, but what would be the reason? Won't we share the energy? It doesn't make sense, I'm not chasing her or the force anyway.

Okay, it's pointless to think about it now, but as I said, the power of the future is dangerous and I'm not surprised that the Ancient One is doing everything for her own benefit. There must be a catch everywhere, even I never have crystal clear intentions, although I love honesty, but I also keep some details quiet. These details are too significant and dangerous not only for humans, but also for other creatures. What is the benefit for her? She will find a receiver, will certainly end her long life and the protection of that artifact, and will also defeat the "great evil". Evil is, of course, the worst and most terrible, which wants to destroy everyone and everything. This is nonsense, if Dormammu is really as old as I am, then for him it is an ordinary anthill, a sandbox where people consider themselves the strongest in their little world, as if everything revolves around them. And he will leave as soon as he is free, and if he decides to take revenge... Well, we'll have to "persuade" him. I have been here too little and I cannot give up everything at the beginning of the journey, my goal is set and here it must be fulfilled.

My strength... strange. I cannot determine the type of this energy, even the color, because it is most convenient to represent energy in the form of color. Maybe I'm still too weak, or maybe I just don't fully understand. After all, magic has never been given to me, it seemed to pass me by, unlike Dreams and the Office. They used the gift of magic to the fullest, but I always had only teleportation, which really only helps to leave the boundaries of the world and get into the Everlost. I know the types of energy, as well as what each of them represents, thanks to the same Dream and the Office with this. However, there must always be difficulties, of course. So that's my energy... very strange. It does not come from the world itself, but from different beings. The more of them, the more energy, that is, more power. The energy of fear, as I have characterized it for myself. This... either it's too simple, and I complicate everything with my thoughts about various tricks, or I still don't understand enough.

It's all too convenient, as if everything has already been set up like this. I will find myself in this universe, where I will only become stronger and prepare for something. Some higher entities want to play a serious game and use us all as puppets, as if on the fields of chess. I know the first principle of the universe - there is always someone stronger, smarter and wiser than you, but this does not mean that I will tolerate it. I don't want to think that I'm being controlled and I'm just an ordinary tool for something more. My fate is only mine and only I decide it, just like all the creatures dear to me. If they decide they can control me... Well, I think they'll be surprised that I'm going to bite very hard...