Chaos Theory pt 2
When the man had finished explaining, Charles let out a sigh, this had been a tolling day and it was barely lunch time. Piecing this together had been trying emotionally and even mentally for the three of them (four if you count Logan), “So you're saying... they took Raven's power, and what? They weaponized it?" Charles asked sitting up as he rubbed his hands over his face.
"Yep,” Logan nodded.
“She is unique." Hank spoke up, for the first time since they had entered the study, choosing his words cautiously as you sat in the window seat cross legged, a ball of the tension. For some reason sitting by the window seemed calming, until you heard what Logan had to say, now you contemplated jumping from the window.
“Yeah, she is, Hank,” Charles sighed looking over to you as you rolled your eyes, failing to agree with them.
“She’s a menace, sorry Charles, but she’s reckless and I always said she was going to get us all killed,” you pointed out.
Logan adjusted himself in the chair, as he began telling them more details of the future, “In the beginning the Sentinels were just targeting mutants, then they began to identify the genetics in non-mutants who'd eventually have mutant children or grandchildren. Then they started targeting everybody. Many of the humans tried to help us, it was a slaughter. Leaving only the worst of humanity in charge.”
You rose giving in to pour yourself a real drink as you watched Charles walk over to the other couch and sink in to the cushions next to Hank.
Logan continued, “I've been in a lot of wars, I've never seen anything like this. And it all starts with HER."
“Shocker,” you whispered under your breath, Logan raised an eyebrow at you making your cheeks flush again.
“Let's just say for the sake of... the sake, that I choose to believe you...” Charles spoke carefully glancing at you awaiting a reaction, “that I choose to help you. Raven won't listen to me. Her heat and soul belong to someone else now."
You felt it all over again, the emptiness that Erik had left inside of you. You felt all of their eyes on you as you bit your bottom lip staring at the ceiling to try and keep it all together. You closed your eyes trying to count slowly in your head (something Erik had actually taught you as a calming technique which in reality enraged you more), you could feel your emotions radiating off you like a heat wave, the tension in the room rising.
“Chloe, take a breath,” Hank spoke slowly. The more out of control your powers were the more it drove out other mutants. Even Logan shifted feeling his claws trying to break from the skin of his knuckles. Charles could even hear whispers of voices, returning as your pain amplified everything.
You shook your head closing your eyes as tears streamed down your face, your shoulders tensing as you gripped the molding on the counter, “She took everything...” you practically growled at them.
"Chloe, I know...and you’re going to hate me for this but that's why we're gonna need Magneto, too." Logan spoke slowly, lighting a cigar as he watched you cautiously.
“Erik? Honestly,” Charles remarked sarcastically.
“You know where he is?” You looked up meeting Logan eyes.
“Yeah,” he sighed as if it was nothing.
Hank narrowed his eyes looking between you and Charles confused at how passive he was acting.
Charles laughed even harder, "He's where he belongs." You could feel the anger radiating off him as he stood ready to stomp off.
"You're just gonna walk out?" Logan stood now confused, he knew mentioning Erik was going to set out Chloe, but Charles he assumed would be on board.
Charles smiled,”Ooh, top marks. Like I said, you are perceptive,” he waved his glass spilling some of the contents as he walked off.
“The Professor I know would never turn his back... on someone who'd lost their path. Especially someone he loved,” Logan replied confidently.
"You know, I think I do remember you now. Yeah... We came to you a long time ago seeking your help. And I'm gonna say to you what you said to us then...Fuck off!" Charles spat back.
Logan was quick as he angrily grabbed Charles, “Listen to me, you little shit. I've come a long way, and I've watched a lot of people die. Good people. Friends. If you're gonna wallow in self-pity... and do nothing, then you're gonna watch the same thing... you understand?"
You stood up now, "Let him go,” you demanded, “You can’t walk in here and expect all of this to erase the things they have done to us..to our family.”
Logan still held Charles as he turned to you,” You think I don’t understand but I do, but none of that petty shit going on between the four of you matters right now.”
You felt like he just smacked you, "Petty?Let him go. Now,” you raised your hands energy flashing all over you fingertips and Logan backed down, listening this time, letting Charles go, causing him to stumble back.
"We all have to die sometime." Charles turned his back, walking up the stairs, back into his room.
“I told you there's no professor here,” Hank stood next to Logan his hands in his pockets as he watched Charles sulk up the stairs.
"What the hell happened to him?" Logan was told this would be hard, but he never imagined Charles in this state.
Hank looked at you, “He lost everything. Erik, Raven... his legs.... We built this school, the labs, this whole place... then, just after the first semester... the war in Vietnam got worse. Many of the teachers... and older students were drafted. It broke him. He retreated himself. I wanted to help, do something... so I designed a serum to treat his spine... derived from the same formula that helps me control my mutation. I take just enough to keep myself balanced... but he takes too much. I tried easing him back... but he just couldn't bear the pain, the voices. The treatment gives him his legs... but its not enough. He's... He's just lost too much."
“Hank can you give us a moment,” you cleared your throat, signaling towards you and Logan. You had to admit your curiosity after all this was definitely piqued and you knew one extremely dangerous way to get to the bottom of it.
“I’m going to go check on Charles, don’t kill him Chlo,” Hank teased smiling at you as he walked out of Charles office, heading for the stairs.
“Can I see?” You leaned against the desk, your hands in front of you almost reaching for him.
“Excuse me?” Logan asked.
“You say you’re from the future, I want to see...whatever I can. Charles doesn’t have his powers but as you can see mine are in full force, it works better if it I have your cooperation,” you stated plainly as Logan walked over to you slowly.
“I have don’t this with you in a while...” Logan began stopping mid sentence, he hadn’t don’t this with you ever at this point. By the time you two met you had a much better control of your powers and you often spoke of this time as just a vague memory. Usually you two were in a more compromising position when you read his mind and he had a feeling that wasn’t what you were suggesting.
You didn’t have to read his mind to know what he was thinking, your cheeks flushed pink, “So in the future my power works the same, the more...intimate I am with someone the more I can feel or see,” you asked trying to piece it together. Logan nodded as he stood in front of you. “You say you know how I feel, but is that really true?”
“Yes, I’ve felt that heartbreak before, but it was an older wound, I supposed this might hurt more,” he pointed to your heart before he moved his hands over yours slowly as your fingers curled around his palms.
Your eyes flashed crimson as you locked into Logan, the memories were fuzzy but you could see bits and pieces, fragments of his past life...you could feel anger building inside him as he grew Into a man...but you were barely touching the surface.
“I can take it, just let go,” Logan muttered through clenched teeth as he braced himself.
You took a deep breath, letting ribbons of light come from your hands holding him in place, as you tip toed up to reach him. Your ran your hands over his beard, sliding them into his dark hair as you pressed a soft kiss to his lips, then it hit you like an earthquake.
You felt the full force of him past present and future, like a ton of bricks. If Logan hadn’t of moved to hold you up, you would have collapsed, your knees going weak. He had definitely been telling the truth, about Hank...about everything and even your future relationship.
You broke away from his grasp, coughing as you tried to catch your breath, falling against the desk, “Bloody Hell...”
“Did I hurt you?” Logan asked inspecting your body closely, there had been times his claws came out when you did this, and the last thing he wanted was to hurt you.
“I really thought you might be lying,” you held your throat, your pulse pounding against your fingers, “I’m so sorry Logan...” you closed your eyes trying to erase fifty years of chaos from your brain.
“You don’t have to apologize, we can change it... all of it...but we’re going to have to do it together,” Logan soothed.
“I don’t know if I can face them,” you cried, “it seems so...so human to be this weak...you’re right it’s petty...”
“Erik loves you, I know he can be an asshole, but one thing that he never stopped doing was pinning after you and fighting for you,” Logan smiled as your heart finally settled.
Charles walked back into the study, his voice slightly uneasy, “I'll help you get her. Not for any of your future shit, but for her."
“Fair enough." Logan nodded towards you, “I can’t get Erik without you, you saw that.”
“I'll tell you this, friend. You don't know Erik. That man is a monster. A murderer. A man who abandoned his family. You think you can convince Raven to change? To come home? That's splendid. But what makes you think you can change him?"
"I know I can’t, but SHE can,” he pointed at Chloe, “and because you and Erik sent me back together." He looked back at Charles and you wished he’d had his powers to see just a glimpse of what you had felt.
Charles jaw almost dropped as he looked at you, at a time that all four of you couldn’t be further apart, how the hell was that possible.
Logan turned to Chloe, "And they said you were the only one who could find a way to break through to Erik, and I think now you see that is true, Chloe. It’s going to take you and Charles to bring Erik back on our side."
“Oh this ought to be good,” Hank sighed.