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This story is a Fan-Fiction saddled in the Whateley Academy Universe created by Maggie Finson and other Authors. Please notice that English isn't my native language and I'm still working on my grammar. First of all I want to thank the Canon Authors for their incredible inspiring tales as well as my editors and collaborative Authors Nuuan & Shadowsblades check out their stories if you have time for it. Thanks also for reading this little introduction, I hope you have fun reading the story. Prologue May 16, 2007 Plymouth South England A white room 6 x 6 square a blue light seemed to fizzle suddenly about 3 feet above the floor. In a flash a young women with blond hair in a business suit appeared together with a man. "Thanks for the port." said the women just to be replied, "to your service," as the man bowed in a typical British manner. The door opened as a men looking as if he just walked out of an Avenger Movie said "Ms. Carson it is a pleasure to see you again" while he bowed down picking his bowler hat down of his head next to his chest. "Sir Wallace?" Ms. Carson looked surprised "I didn't expect you would personally meet me here." "Extraordinary circumstances afford extraordinary measures Elizabeth." he explained. "We are not here for sweet talk Sir Wallace, I?m sure I don't need you to remember that," she replied. I would really like to meet Lt. Melvin to talk about his scholarship and to measure if he is a thread to the others or not" Sir Wallace nodded. "If you will follow me then." He offered her the door and lead her through the maze of underground floors. Passing the sixth airlock made out of 20cm titanium-reinforced steel and all while tracked by diverse scanning and monitoring devices they reached an cylindrical room. There were 6 windows made out of 60cm armored glass to look into a vault reaching down another 20 meters. After the airlock closed behind them Sir Wallace moved to a table made out of steel to pick up an file probably 10 cm thick with an big imprinted "R.E.D." "Before I can give this to you Ms Carson I must tell you that under no circumstances you are allowed to tell anyone ever that these files exist or you had access to them. Since you are a known to be honorable of your oaths you must vow in the name of your school, that these details remain in this rooms and never shall leave them." Ms. Carson bit in her lips before saying "hereby I vow in the name of Whateley Academy that whatever I will read in those files will never leave this Room due to me". She looked a little bit aggravated at Sir Wallace. "Can I finally speak to him?" Sir Wallace looked hurt back to her "I'm sorry to put you through all these farce but as a knight of the crown I have to follow the correct procedure but yes you may now approach her" Raising an eyebrow when he said "her" she looked through the window down in the center of the vault to look at what looked like a little girl about the age of 12 or 13 in a purple nightgown sitting in the corner bending her knees in front of her with her arms holding them tight together. Chapter 1 the Root! February 28, 2007 Outskirts of Plymouth South England War Veteran graveyard WW2 LT Melvin St. Germain standing in his regimental uniform in front of an honor corps to the burial of his last's unit member Warrant Officer First Class Brian Miller Tears running down his old face while he remembered when they first met during the training camps in 1935 himself being 20 years old at the position of as Color Sergeant while Brian Miller at this time still in the position of an Corporal just being 17 fresh recruited from the royal army academy when they first met they immediately opposed each other Melvin was a fierce soul, hot for action and wished to be deployed as fast as possible to fight the what he only could feel as evil German Nazi forces, while Miller on the other side being young but careful wanted to lead the man alive through the oncoming battles. While the drill under St. Germain was fierce, Miller understood that the brutal training of the Color Sergeant was the best way to toughen up the man to survive the threats and dangers, the oncoming war would bring upon the men. Melvin recognized Miller as being a soldier of both talent and worth of friendship, so it came be that the two man of so different thoughts came to like each other. During the first training fights they lead there men to victory, Melvin with his inspirational eagerness and and efficiency most soldiers could only dream about, and the smart decisions and tactics his man in field Miller drilled into the soldiers, that efficiency made sure they not only were on the top list to be promoted but to be send out as an elite regiment into the German fortress France. For a time of 5 years Melvin and Miller fought together with their regiment behind the enemy lines, killing thousands of Nazi while leaking information's to the allied nations. 2 years later Nazi Germany should loose their struggle in war, and from the former 160 man 108 where still alive while the enemy body count was up in upper ten-thousands. rumor under the Nazis as well as the allied soldiers spread the Melvin alone had killed more then 10,000 Nazis on his own during their mission the true number was never be known. When they came back home however the war was over and they struggled to find back into regular live. The men held contact for years even their families all being befriended. Till one after another perished through time. There he was alone, to mourn his comrades that offered their lives to spread terror among the enemy. When the Salute went off he didn't even hear the rifle shots as he told himself that he and his man had deserved to die in battle. March 17, 2007 Plymouth St. Germain street 13 While sitting back in my chair holding my self warm with a wool blanket, I watched my grandchildren playing soldiers in the garden behind the house. My Son Wodrick standing next to the grill, turning the meat around so it didn't burn while holding a bottle of Kilkenny beer in his hand, talking to his brother in law my good son Jezziah from Germany. Jezziah himself a Jew which grandparents fled to Britain before the war was the grandson of one member of the so called 'heroes of the war' a group of mutants that helped the allied nations in WW2. While I personally never have hat problems with mutants except the Nazi one's that tried and failed to kill me and my man during the war. I was still a human soldier and didn't think those powers meant a thing, not one of these mutants was nearly as successful as me and my squad during the war, as I always told him to remember. My daughters were working in the kitchen making salads and bread while occasionally scolding the kids to let grandpa sleep. Pah children as if I needed any more sleep then the two to four hours before getting waked by the memories of German bullets hitting the trenches in the winter of Bastogne. My daughter in law Sabine always told me that I had to let my grumpy side rest. She told me the war is over you can now live to enjoy your family. It wasn't that she was wrong and I knew that it was just that I had lost all my friends and my wife was long time ago died of cancer and I felt it was time to let go. Of course my Family felt something was wrong. Normally I always teased them of being wimpy and not cut out to defend the land we were supposed to protect, or fight the fights we should. Today I was just sitting in front of the old shrine behind the house looking at the marks of my fallen comrades hanging at the branches of the weeping willow behind the shrine. Getting sleepy in the sun I closed my eyes wondering if I would wake up before dinner was ready. March 17, 2007 somewhere in Plymouth When I woke up everything hurt like I was shot with bullets or cut with sword got hit with hammers or burning in napalm while my flesh and skin melted. Opening my eyes hearing screams of pain which I realized must be my own I heard the ambulance scream "we need more ice he is burning up!" Pain so hard to believe I never felt anything like it rolled in waves over my body in that i knew I needed to stay awake if I ever wanted to live through them. But as the darkness embraced me I embraced it too just to keep the pain away as I fell into unconsciousness A second later everything was black. I could still here the sirens screaming in the background panicked voices as they tried to rescue me. Then I saw a light, dark purple but pulsing it grew stronger and then I heard the voice of a girl saying. "He seems to be worthy a warrior killing over 10,000 enemies while still being sane" Another voice answered "Indeed he might be the one I was looking for." the voices sounded ancient mighty and send chilled down my spines through I felt as I was on fire. "You might want to choose this one who knows how long you would wait till another opportunity like this arise?" it said. Feeling like I was being judged by something I struggled hearing screams in the background "he cramps my god what is happening with him?" an experienced voice of an older men "Could it be but how he is to old but it certainly looks like what the MCO would call a burnout!" In the Darkness the Girl said "Hmm this one is strong not only in body but also in soul and mind, he might be the one that has been waited for." "your successor you think?" the ancient voice answered "you might be right I have never seen one struggle so long" the Girl Answered "I am going to do it lets hope he is the right one I don't want to wait another 10,000 years." Fire screams torture pain agony I felt all that in seconds a millennium of war nothing I ever thought would be possible past my eyes in flash driving me near madness while only getting a glimpse of it. What the hell is happening to me I screamed in my mind blending out the talk I heard then everything went dark again. "clack.. clack .. clack ..." Waking up I heard something still everything in pain and black I couldn't see anything. "clack..." there it was again "clack..." sounds like footsteps "clack..." yeah definitive footsteps. "How is he doing?" an unknown female voice asked. "He is cooling down since about half an hour now, his body temperature is around 107 F?. He lost about 4 inches in height and is rapidly shrinking and he lost about 15 pounds so far" What are they talking about? back to be 107 degrees god damned I'm going to die I thought shrinking and loosing weight sounded really weird and it seemed they didn't know whats happening to me either. "I'm going to call the MI6" What how the hell is the secret agency going to find out why I'm a dying? I'm just an old man. OK maybe I'm a former war hero but why I'm old 92 nearly 93 what was that all about. "You sure the can handle that?" asked the assistance "hmm maybe you are right I'm going to call Sir Wallace too." A knight? what are they trying to do, then I heard the girls voice humming a sweet melody as I fall asleep beck into a dream of war and terror. December 06 1938 somewhere Outskirts of Lyon in the french woods at 0300 "Brrrrhh" clinging my arms around me rubbing my body while contracting my muscles to withstood the cold of the winter night I cursed the weather. As I heard movement behind me I slowly and silently plucked my combat knife out, turned around an readied my self to cut down whoever was sneaking up on me. Silently I moved to the backside of my foxhole, hoping the sneaky bastard didn't heard me moving I waited. Hearing the sound of twigs breaking and snow rustling down on me I jumped the soldier grabbed his shirt throwing him inside my foxhole ready to thrust my knife through his lungs, I looked at a seriously shocked and shaking Corporal Miller. "God damned Brian" I whispered in his ear "I nearly killed you why didn't you whistle the code" Dazzled he looked back on me "what?" then he snapped out of it "Major Horton told me to back you up and that you were supposed to be somewhere nearby the edge of the woods." Removing the knife from his chest and sheathing it back to were it belonged I told him "psst be quiet we have visitors" and pointed to the french farmhouse out on the field. Quietly Brian stood up readied his rifle and scoped in the direction of the house. "Counting 8 guards on patrol and 4 watching the perimeter" he whispered "There is another one with a sniper rifle in the barn looking out of the window I told him" "Yeah there is the crout" he replied "I can see him now, so what is the plan?" he asked looking at me. "We need to get into the barn without notice, so we have to sneak through the water supply for the field next to the fence over there," pointing to another side "from there we can move inside when the fat guy and his friend there make their next smoking pause" "How long till then?" "Another 10 minutes or so." "Are you with me" I looked at him. "Yeah lets move out" 10 Minutes later while we both were completely wet and freezing laying right next to the barn in the water supply, we heard the metal of a lighter and crouts talking "Hans du kannst mitten in der Nacht kein feuer anmachen, was ist wenn diese Geister von denen alle reden hier sind?" (Hans you couldn't light a fire in the night, what if those ghosts are around everyone's talking about) "So ein Unsinn"(What a crap) the fat man replied "Du willst mir doch nicht erz?hlen, das du den Schwachsinn von Kommandant Schneider glaubst" (You don't want to tell me you believe this retarded story commander Schneider talks about) Taking another deep breath from his cigarette he turned around to look at his comrade " Fritz also wirklich als ob hier irgendwo ein regiment auf der lauer liegt und die verst?rkung f?r den Atlantikwall abf?ngt.Warscheinlich haben die jungs von der Reserve einen Motorschaden und sitzen jetzt in ihren Lkws auf der Stra?e fest und frieren sich die eier ab" (Fritz be realistic as if here would be an enemy's regiment camping and cutting off the reinforment's meant for the Atlantic wall, they probably have a engine failure and are stuck with their trucks somewhere on the road, freezing their balls off. "Warscheinlich hast du recht"(Your probably right) Fritz answered laughing he said "Als ob ein paar man die Kompanie von Oberst Leutnant Eisenbart aufhalten k?nnten" (As if some foe's are able to stop Oberst Leutnant Eisenbart's company. "Genau" (You got it) the fat guy chuckled "die kommen mit 4000 mannVverst?rkung aus Paris was sollen den ein paar feinde dagegen tun?" (they are moving with 4,000 men of reinforcements from Paris, what would a few soldiers do against that?) While the two enemies were talking we managed to enter the barn without notice. Inside we worked fast killing the sleeping soldiers in their sleep silently with out knifes. I signed Brian to move up to kill the sniper an then shooting the patrol while I moved outside to kill the two talking guys" another 10 minutes later we killed the crouts and contacted Major Horton, the house was ours. March 18 2007 in the middle of the night London *Ring* ... *Ring* A man waking up *Ring* Looking at the clock he moaned "Who calls this early, I better hope its an emergency" *Ring* he picked up the phone saying "Sir Wallace here do you know what time we have I was sleeping I hope you have an excuse for this" "Hmm hmm" listening to what was told him his eyes widened up as he suddenly felt awake. "Yeah I know him a war veteran, he was really famous back then." sitting down on the edge of his bed while listening suddenly he jumped up as if stung by a needle. "He is what that cant be he is and old man by now and if he were a mutant his power would have awoken in his teen years" Silence again while he listened to the person on the phone "No I'm going to come myself an assistant wont do. Keep him locked up until i arrive who knows what he might turn into" ... "yeah I'm there in an hour or two depends how fast i can get an port" ... "OK see you there" Sir Wallace sighed... "that's what we needed an war hero turning into an mutant at age of 92... how the hell am I going to explain that to him if he lives through the burnout?" sighed again he said "better get started." Than he went to take a shower. 2 hours later in a flash he stands in a white room 6x6 square. "Thanks for the port and could you please be on standby I might need you soon" The porter answered " a pleasure Sir Wallace I'm in the waiting room then, need to take a nap just wake me up if something comes up" Sir Wallace nodded walking through the door turned left and went to the cafeteria to get a cup of hot tea before going down to the clinic. The moment he arrived there he was greeted by Dr. Susan Blythe the MI6 mutant bio engineer. "Sir Wallace good morning and thanks for the fast response I never have seen something like this" Plucking of his hat and bowing down "Dr. Blythe, the pleasure is all mine. So what can you tell me about the condition he is in?" "Well it looks like a highly active burnout normally we would expect everybody to die from that, however he is yet still alive somehow." "Well he was always a though one." Sir Westmont replied "So any idea what he is going to turn into? "Not yet however from what we can see so far he has already lost about 7 inches in height and about 35 pounds of weight his hair is getting its color back as well as thickening again so we can assume he is going into age regressing." "But?" "Sir Westmont, you see there are some weird things going on with his blood sample, the hormone level doesn't fit to a men his age and an from what I know about Lt St. Germain is that he had Blond hair not Black. Then there is the thing with his Eyes though the Light test all seems to indicate that he is going to see fine." she sighed "I don't really know how to tell this. Sir Westmont I have seen Soldiers that have seen the terror of war and what it does with their eyes. This glimpse of fear the knowing what can happen." She needed to sit down "Susan?" Sir Westmont was a bit disturbed Dr Blythe was known for her solid nerves of steel even when a crisis was happening. "Susan are you alright" he asked again while hugging her like a little child he saw she was nearly breaking down. "What have you seen in his eyes?" She whispered "The terror of ongoing war for an eternity" "Wait here a moment he said I'm going to get you a cup of tea he said" she nodded silently When he returned she was better only a little but while she drank the tea she started to recover more and more. "Okay" she said "lets take a look at the scans again" She stood up signed him to follow an moved into the observation room. she looked at the screens reading various diagrams and lines that flickered over the various amount of monitors. "Good news it starts to slow down." She said. "However as far as I can tell he will be in coma for a few more days." "May I take a look at him?" Sir Westmont asked "Sure" she said follow me Sir Westmont looked down into the holding room about 26 m? with a bath in one corner in the middle there stood a bed next to various medical instruments that watched over the patients health. the door seemed to be a airlock made from steel the room itself was completely white "He looks a damn lot smaller then I remember him, and look at his hair he never ever had even nearly this dense hair to begin with." turning to Dr. Blythe he said "You said his hormone level doesn't suit a man at his age?" "No it doesn't and I have not a clue to what it would fit though its still changing" Concentrating his Magic he made a division over the man but found that there was something from outside that did not let him get a right feeling of what happened with the patient. "I have many things to think about. This is my direct line in London Dr Blythe." He said as he gave her a card "If anything happens please be so kind to notice me immediately while I take care of a few things" "Yes of course Sir Westmont I will immediately call you if something happens or at the moment Lt St. Germain wakes up." "Thanks Susan." Chapter 2 Awakening May 7 2007 Plymouth South England MI6 Containment facility for Unknown Mutants Everything hurted, my whole body tickled all over. What is happening am I dead? I'm feeling pain so maybe I'm not dead, I figured I should try to get a feel where I was, I moved a bit feeling sheets underneath me and some kind of hospital gown on me. Must be a hospital I figured. trying to open my eyes I was blinded by bright lights from the ceiling. Quickly closing my hurt eyes, damn those are some fucking bright overhead lights. a few seconds later I opened my eyes again this time slower and much more carefully. Okay where am I a white room check, hospital bed check, hospital gown check ceiling.... woot how high is this fucking ceiling. Closing my eyes I tried to calm dawn. Opening my eyes again I tried to sit up just to find I could not move yet my complete body ached in pain. Tired as I was I closed my eyes again and tried to rest. After a while I heard faint voices talking about something or someone. As I tried to focus on what they were talking I nearly shocked how clearly I could here them suddenly. "The patient seemed to slipped out of the coma a few minutes ago" a male voice said. "That's good news" a female voice said "He was out for more then a month." "Is he awake" she asked. "Does not look like it but I'm getting some irregular readings from his cerebral cortex as if he was listening to someone" "That cant be there is no one inside the room and its soundproof" she said. "I know that as well as you Dr. Blythe but that's what it looks like." Someone stood up from a chair rolling sounds like chair on rolls I thought steps I remembered, this sound probably 3 inch stilettos I thought. Where did this came from? I asked himself. How can I tell what shoes this Dr. Blythe is wearing. "Hmm" the female voice hummed "I cant see anyth" ### 20 feet above in the control room Dr. Blythe stood up from the rolling chair moving it back and walked to her assistance nurse Jack. "hmm" she couldn't read anything the cortex looked fine but the past few minutes it had shown increased activity. "I can see anyt" While she started to talk the cerebral scanner suddenly noticed activity shocked she stopped in the middle of what she was saying and the scan turned back to normal. Frantically she thought, how the hell can he hear us this shouldn't be possible. "I'm going to make a call i?ll be back in a minute." ### On the bed I wondered why she broke up in the middle of the sentence. Maybe she could indicate I am hearing her. "I'm going to make a call I?ll be back in a minute" she suddenly said then he heard something scraping over paper smart I thought she noticed and writes a message so I cant pick up whats going on. I heard her moving again opening some heavy hatch. Opening then closing an another few probably 6 airlocks I wondered why, am I ill? Maybe even contagious that would mean his family might be infected. Then I calmed 6 airlocks wouldn't make sense for something contagious two would be more then sufficient and I couldn't imagine a Dr. in a bio hazard suit running on 3 inch stilettos. I heard how the man sighed as he stood up and walked in my direction then he stopped. I tried to remember what he had seen from the room hmm there were shutters on something like windows probably about where his captor just stood. "She does not really look dangerous at all" he suddenly said before sighing again. Dangerous did he just talk about the doctor? I wondered myself. Then I felt again how tired I was still feeling and before I could do anything, the darkness embraced me. ### Dr. Blythe walked out of the room wandering herself what this feeling was. She was nervous for sure how the hell could he or she, she thought amused hear us talking while being in a soundproof room. Well okay she remembered herself some mutants had some really weird powers after all but she never heard about someone doing that so far. She walked through the last shutter an went straight to the cafeteria to pick up an tea to calm her nerves. It wasn't only his/her hearing that seemed quite unusual she thought the thing with the blood sample was far more disturbing. Shuddering herself she nipped at her tea calmed down a bit and begin to move to her office. Once she arrived she opened the safe after tipping in three 16 digits codes and used her fingerprint as final security measure than she took out the files from the patient. Whistling as she looked at the probably biggest file for a single person she ever saw she plucked the card of Sir Wallace and started the call. May 7 19:00 o'clock London MI6 headquarters 200 feet underground in the office for special mutant affairs Sir Wallace just finished making his tea from dragon leaf a rare ingredient for special occasions he got hold of a while ago. As the phone started ringing in an unusual sound he immediately took up an said. "Hello Susan I had hoped you would call sooner". After listening a while he said "Okay okay I got it calm dawn Susan" "Yes I understood yes... yes I can be there by tomorrow if that's fine... he did what?" "Okay Susan you see powers we are not used to may be creepy once in a while and I think hearing you through a soundproof wall isn't the worst that could have happened" "What is with his blood? is it maybe silver that would indicate he may be a Sidhe. Okay its not yes I get it so whats it then?" "Its black? and can you repeat the other thing"... "it turned into smoke? Okay that's even new for me. is it some kind of acid?" "So no indication of what it may have reacted. Okay.. yeah.. I know.. if you asked for my opinion I'm just lucky its not acid he would be out of the cell in a flash if it would be" "Okay there is more what is it" he sighed "hmm ... Olay so you are saying our war hero is turning into a young one again whats the expected age?" "10-15 hmm except for the late burnout and that age regression is rather rare since most mutant turn when they are 12-13 years old that was kinda what I expected when you told me he was shrinking" "What do you mean not he.. okay... so ... well... you sure about that? Me? Why me? Well if you insist but how the hell am I going to make him accept that he, a war hero with the age of 92 is going to be little girl the age of 10-15 in probably half a year to a year." "Okay.. yes.. yes Susan I will be there tomorrow around 10 am have a good night see you tomorrow" He hang up the phone. This makes things a little bit more complicated I probably need to talk to Ms Carson. Then he looked at his tea took a nip took the phone again and made the necessarily arrangements. May 8 2007 10:00 o'clock Plymouth South England MI6 Containment facility for unknown mutants In a white 6x6 square room with a blue flash and a plop Sir Wallace plopped into existence. "Thanks for the port" he said as he made his move through the door to meet Dr. Blythe. "Sir Wallace glad you arrived in time" Dr. Blythe said "Good you are here if gathered some files for you to read before your encounter with former LT St. Germain" "How is he... she doing?" he asked "She is still asleep and will be so a while longer but her changes has slowed immensely and will probably be finished on friday the 12th she seems to be awake from time to time abruptly and is then active for a few minutes but she hast not yet moved as far as we noticed." "Okay then lets get to work" He said with a smile, that melted when he saw the file. "That's all his/her file he asked surprised I didn't expect it to be well sort of a novel" "I'm afraid it is though you should know it is forbidden to talk about anything you read in it am I clear?" "Certainly I'm used to keep secrets as you well know" "Indeed that I do" she said smiling Looking at the file he noticed in big red letters R.E.D. smiling he turned around "RED" "is that his Code name?" "No" she said "its a warning to leave him alone its meant, "Retired Extremely Dangerous"." "Hmm the retired part is something we should consider to be something in the past now." he smirked. May 9 2007 Plymouth South England MI6 Containment facility for Unknown Mutants I woke up not slowly like last time it was more like in an instant I was completely awake. Still thinking of all those crazy dreams I had, I remembered fighting during my WW2 times and the insanity of war we spread through the German forces as well as some even weirder fights, which were totally unrealistic and probably because of the pain. Just thinking about it I nearly chuckled, me fighting with a big ass halberd yeah sure I might just be going nuts. The pain... that's when I realized there was no pain not even the tickle I felt. I felt fine as I thought about it more, I did not feel fine, I felt probably better then ever like brimming of power and energy and I remembered well enough that if not awaken suddenly through enemy fire I used to be what people called a bad morning person, not waking up at all or just turning around to sleep again. Clearly remembering how the bright light of the room shocked me the last time I slowly opened my eyes till I managed to get used to the light then I slowly started too look around without moving myself. The room was big most of the medical devices I saw the last time I woke up where gone the ceiling was probably about 20 meters high and there were shutters near the ceiling that indicated there were windows to look into the room. While looking around something bugged me. I didn't now what until I managed to make out some really small lenses at different angles looking all over the room. I noticed some big ass reinforced metal door was the only exit out of the room. So I'm a prisoner I thought and whoever kept me locked up in here must have a lot of influence and money, remembering the lenses that were probably some high tech cameras. They didn't seem to notice I was awake yet well as if they would get information out of me anyway. I thought. Then I noticed what looked like a bathroom in one corner nothing to fancy only a white plastic sheet that blocked of the view. At least it looked like I may have my private while taking care personal business I thought as a plan to escape started to form in my mind. First I would make sure I was fine with my movements and so I begin to concentrate moving the big toe of my left feet. Then the next after about 20 minutes I started with my finger all seems fine I thought everything felt right actually better then before. Ha I thought this thrill may bring just back my old fire as I formed a little grin to check my face movements. Several minutes later I was sure everything was fine I noticed I needed really to move to the toilet and take a shower my body odor implied I hadn't been washed for a week or longer. Well I had gone through worth remembering my time Korea. Look who's awake I thought looking down there, it was time to go for the toilet maybe then the enemy would show themselves for the first time. ### 20 feet above nobody had yet noticed the patient was awake. Sir Wallace had just finished reading the complete file of Lt. St. Germain and was more then just a little bit impressed hopefully he thought he isn't hostile since I'm not sure we could even keep him down here even if he wasn't a mutant. Looking over to the monitor where the nurse Jack and Dr Blythe were watching of the patient he noticed a move of the toe it was minimal but he was sure it was there, looking closer he noticed another toe twinkle just for a second. "Is he awake yet?" He asked. The nurse checked the brain scan before saying "Nothing to worry about looks like he is still in his REM phase." "Are you sure about that?" He looked the movement was now on a finger the nurse checked a few other monitors and said "Yes absolutely no sign that he may be awake" "In that case," he smiled, "We will probably soon see something interesting." Dr Blythe looked up from a sample of black smoke inside a glass viol that she had hold under an electronic microscope. She put it back inside the fridge before coming over to Sir Weston. "What did you notice?" "Here," He said "look at the camera feed!" She looked but didn't notice anything, "Hmm there is nothing to see what do you mean?" "Look at his right hand for a moment." "Okay" she sighed but when she looked she noticed the thumb moving a mere mm for a second before holding still again "Did he just"? "Yes he moved" replied Sir Wallace "That's impossible," Jack said "there is no sign of any activity in the brain scans" He came over to look at the monitor just at that moment the Patient stood up stretched her arms and neck, looked somewhat surprised at the bed before carefully sliding down facing the toilet. ### Okay it was time I thought, I had noticed some small talk going on in the room above but before I even thought about dealing with what they might say, I really needed to go to the toilet first. Since anything seemed fine I sat up turned around letting my feet of the bed before stopping in surprise, something was wrong. The bed looked far to big and its probably high maybe double mattress like those American my foot did not touch the ground. looking at the mattress I was surprised it wasn't a double one well it sure didn't felt like one I smirked, maybe its just really big. With that I slipped down the side of the bed facing the toilet when I heard a scream from above "What but that's impossible." Looking in the direction before going into the bathroom pulling aside the hospital gown I was surprised to see that pubic hair was neat like I had it freshly shaved. pulling out my little member uh didn't notice it is so cold in here before starting to let nature doing its job. I flushed the toilet and went into the shower it was only a simple button to push as I did warm water just in the right temperature gushed out of the shower head an I just embraced it while showering I noticed my Hair seemed to be black probably due to shampoo and the water but it was kinda surprising it also felt quite smooth and full didn't expect that my hair growth shampoo did such a good job. Looking down I sighed well the rest of the hair looked really trimmed just what did they do to me... I asked myself. A good 20 minutes later the water to started cooling down so I shut the shower off and grabbed a towel to dry up. Then I roped it around my hips do cover my testicles before going to the mirror to splash some cold water in my face. Looking up wondering why they build everything this big in the room. Sure I wasn't the biggest person but I had never problems like that a mirror might be too high and with about 6'2" nearly to 6'3" I would never have expected that. I looked at the still misted mirror then I used my hand to clear it to get a better sight when I looked at myself I froze. looking back from the mirror was what appeared to be an 18 to seventeen year young teen with a surprised expression on his/her face black heir covering his/her back nearly to shoulder length with a quite feminine look. probably a young boy but his eyes were really big and his/her gaze was far to knowing, the purple light into red mixed eyes looked, as if he/she had seen more cruelty then such a young person should ever have. Raising my eyebrows the young teen doing the same I noticed that this wasn't another prisoner that was my mirror image. gulping as did the young boy/girl no! I scolded myself my mirror image I need to stay calm. Looking closer I suddenly felt a rush of rage inside me what did those freaks do to me. I Raged out screaming "What the fuck is wrong with you" then before even realizing what I was doing I used a giant looking Purple colored halberd with a blade on the top and a nasty spike on its backside and crushed into the wall shredding not only the mirror but the complete wall into debris. Then I fainted and darkness once more embraced me. ### Moving up behind Sir Weston and Dr. Blythe Jack looked onto the surveillance monitor just in that moment the young Boy/Girl he monitored all these days suddenly sat up moved her legs over to sit down looking surprised for mere second before sliding down the bedside to move into the bathroom. "WHAT BUT THATS IMPOSSIBLE" he screamed shutting up the moment the doctor hit him in the gut with her elbow. But what was even more surprising was that the Boy/Girl suddenly stood still looking up into a direction before moving into the bathroom. Dr. Blythe went pale, turning to Sir Wallace "did you saw that?" she asked close to a breakdown. Sir Wallace quite surprised himself said "the direction he looked ... fantastic he/she must have an awesome hearing to hear us through those walls. Taking a note and a pencil he immediately noted probably exemplar ? looking fascinated at the screen he need a moment before realizing the other two might be a bit shocked. "Susan are you alright he just has supernatural hearing that's all so far don't be so panic okay?" Dr. Blythe starting to calm dawn just states "You did not had to look into her eyes else you wouldn't be able to stay so calm" Jack stood up wincing a bit "Dr. Blythe must I'm remember you that I'm not an exemplar nor an regenerator ouch this hurts." "Stop whining Jack" she winked up "you are a man and don't scream like a little girl next time something unexpected happens" After they calmed down they looked again at the monitor hearing that the Lt. started to shower. "Well" said Sir Wallace, "once he is out of the bath I should probably get in for an introduction" while he said that the shower went off. "Took him long enough!" Jack mumbled. They waited a few minutes, yet he did not not came out of the bath. Dr. Blythe looking a little upset "I cant imagine he is still drying up maybe he is up to something" suddenly they heard a girlish scream then an giant purple halberd nearly double the size of the kid wielding it gets crushed into the wall tearing down the mirror as well as the sheet to the Bathroom crushing the wall into nothing but debris. Shocked they looked at the Boy/Girl before she simply fainted and crushed onto the floor. May 10 2007 late afternoon Plymouth South England MI6 Containment facility for Unknown Mutants When I woke up I remembered a strange dream of me looking like a teen wielding a giant halberd an cutting down the enemy line like nothing I had ever seen feeding on the terror I spread among the enemy. I wondered what this strange feeling was that slid down my neck nearly on my shoulder as I used my hand to get a better feeling I opened my eyes and saw my hair. In shock "HAIR" I screamed nearly fading back into sleep but before I could I saw a man in what I called good old avenger suit sitting next to the bathroom. The image of another person kept me awake. I looked at him seeing me do this he stood up bowed himself in typical English manner of the 1960 plucked his bowel hat off to his chest and said "Good Afternoon Sir" Then he set himself down and looked at my quite curious. I looked at him sitting my self down on the hospital bed glared at him and asked without raising my voice "what did you do to me?" The man looked back to me, "hmm where do I start" he said. "First of all my Name is Sir Wallace Westmont lets start at the beginning, the first notice we had from you came about 3 hours after your family had called an ambulance, the emergency doctor, lucky you, had seen a burnout before when his Son had one a few years ago so he had a glimpse what might happen to you. So he called his son and asked him what to do. Luckily for you the Son is in contract for transportation with us and took you from the clinic to us." When you were here we made some medical test while cooling you body with ice, we took various blood samples to look into, made an MRT, CT, X- Ray an other usual stuff to comprehend what most likely would become of you. And of course we kept you down here so can adjust before anything gets outside what has happened to you." I looked at him skeptical not sure he does not looked like he had lied to me and even told me they did things they aren't exactly allowed to do without my or my families permission. He said I had a burnout I head obviously heard of them it happen to those mutants when they manifested at the age of 12-13 but I never heard of anyone older let alone an 92 year old war veteran. Taking a deep breath "sigh" "so you're telling me I'm a mutant? do you even know what little sense this bullshit makes? I'm in Gods name no teenager at the age of 12 or 13" He looked at me not even slightly fazed. "I can completely understand your concern Sir but it isn't the first time a mutant manifestation happened to someone later then you would think which is probably due to the bad media the MCO is spouting through all media." He looked worried before continuing "Your own case however gave us quite the headache if I may say so as you are a person of prominence due to your quite excellent work for the Royal Army." Someone has done his homework I thought as I listened him but something about his explanation felt wrong or more like he was holding back something I was missing. While running my brain in circles his mention of my fame and the Royal Army set my mind free. He was Interrogating me and this with quite the charm, his perfect imitation of an English gentlemen in my sons Generation was intended to smoother my mind so he could get secret information's out of me. No I thought you might be able to smack talk and turn me into some kind of faggot or make me hallucinate I looked like one but I was a (Terror bringer) no one would be able to brake through my years of drill, just because I'm growing old I thought. Then I said"you can do what you want I won't tell you anything," starting to repeat my code name and military unit number "Bardike 01-35-49-65-16" He looked at me dazzled "Sir I'm not sure that this will help you understand what is happening" "Bardike 01-35-49-65-16" "Would you please stop this Mr St. Germain" He knew my name that was bad news however since the caught my out of English clinic kind of expected "Bardike 01-35-49-65-16" The man stood up he was a giant, he is easily half a feet bigger than me I thought waiting for the unavoidable beat down he was to get my through and in expectation of torture which somehow interested me more than it should had. I just said "Bardike 01-35-49-65-16" Furious he said "This is unbelievable here you are trying to help someone and what happens he falls back into his old Army manners." He looked at me "Lt. I'm sorry to say that I don't know how you expect me to help you if you just stop questioning me and block all my attempts of communication." He didn't hit me, that was dangerous I thought what is he after "Bardike 01-35-49-65-16" I said out loud. He shrugged his shoulder saying "good day Lt. see you tomorrow hopefully in better mood." He left through the enormous steal door which now that I saw it seemed to be an airlock curse my luck. After a while calming down and thinking what he told me I went to the bathroom which somehow was fixed though I still could see dust on the ground. After another hot shower I looked at me only to find that I definitely was smaller then the day before probably about 5'6" now an full black hair caressing my shoulders lightly it looked kinda pretty I thought touching it with my hand gliding through it. Stop ---- my mind what was that I thought did I really admired this hair what the fuck was wrong with me I need to get the hell out of this hole. Examining my face I really looked more like a lady than a boy though I knew my equipment made clear I'm man even though my chest was itchy I was by no means a girl. Having nothing else to do I got back to my bed to find food had been placed near the door. Even though in don't wanted to risk getting drugged I still had to much hunger once I saw the food I couldn't care less about being drugged so I set on the floor and shoveled the food into me still felling hungry after that I went back to the bed and started thinking Bardike 01-35-49-65-16 ### Later in the evening. "Hmm this did not look to good today" Dr. Blythe said "Don't tell me" Sir Wallace answered "he is even more stubborn than his psych analytic had written in the dossiers. Jack just looked up from the Monitor and told "I don't know if I were turning into an teenage girl while being held capture by an unknown organization I probably would also be very careful what I told. Also he was being captured in North Korea during the Korea war, so its not really unexpected that he would turn back into his routine of staying strong" Sir Wallace chuckled "Indeed when I stood up while he upset me I could read how he was readying himself for getting punched all over the room, he is probably still surprised I did not do that" Dr. Blythe looked at Sir Westmont. "Do you really intend to go in there again?" "Sure I intend to and this time I'm going to get trough to him I already have my master plan though if I have to use it you might get a heart attack" He put on an fake evil smile before starting to laugh. "How dare you" Dr. Blythe said "If you do anything bad to my patient even so I'm scared of her I'm going hunt you till the end of the world." Jack looked up quite surprised by this outburst of Dr. Blythe "Looks like you do really care for her" "Of course I care for her didn't you see how hurt she was when she first looked into the mirror despite the fact that she woke up to scream when she saw her own hair" "That was to be expected" Sir Westmont said "I think everyone that would suddenly start to change genders would be at least a little bit scared" Jack gulped "You have no Idea." Chapter 3 Selene! May 11 2007 08:15 Plymouth South England MI6 containment facility for unknown mutants "Good morning" Sir Wallace said coming into the control room with a cup of tea in his hand. "Good morning you too Sir Wallace" Jack said back looking again at the monitor. "Something interesting?" Sir Wallace asked "you could say so I'm just worried why she would spawn this huge halberd, she might cut her self the way she is clinging on it." Sir Wallace was interested looking at the monitor he could not trust his eyes so he went to the blends to look through the glass. "I don't think anyone I would tell this would ever believe me." He said. "Yeah i figured so too. Jack responded. Lying down in the hospital bad was a young most likely female teenager with little more the a cups looking about maybe 13 years old clinching an halberd about 3 and a half meter long with a nasty edged blade an a back thorn looking crazy enough to be a weapon on his own the the staff it was on was made out of what looked like some mysterious dark- purple sort of metal with a red Snake clinching the staff to the top where out of it's Mouth jut out the Blade of a double edged blade. Even though everybody's eyes immediately caught the disturbing and cruel- some weapon the disturbing fact was the it was what appeared to be a little girl clinching it like her teddy bear. "I'm not sure I want to go in there when she wakes up with this thing in her hand" Sir Wallace assess. "You got that right" Jack said. Back to business as usual Sir Wallace said "Do you have it on copy when it appeared"? "Sure gimme a moment" playing back the video on a second display they both watched in anticipation as suddenly out of nowhere purple-black mixed smoke formed into the halberd. "Hmm this sure does not look like the usual kind of manifestor mutation" Sir Wallace said he turned to Jack, "Did she manifest anything else yet?" "No only this freaking halberd" "Okay then lets keep watching her till she wakes up." May 11 2007 10:30 Plymouth South England MI6 Containment facility for Unknown Mutants When I woke up I felt even better than the day before, though I didn't understand why, something just felt right. So I flung myself from the hospital bad picking up my lovely little halberd and went right through to the shower. While me and Selene that's the name of her showered I looked at my breasts. Looks like an a cup, I thought. When I touched them I winced since the were still sore a really strange feeling I blushed and started to wash my long black hair. I liked that it had grown again and reached down past my shoulders. After finishing the Shower I rinsed them out and put a towel around them. Than me and Selene went to the mirror while Selene rested next to me on the wall. I looked up and started using my hands as comb to make it look as straight as possible then I went to my side locks which I flat out and set up as twin tail left an right in front of my shoulders in bunches as I didn't had any way to hold them together. After I felt that I did the best I could do I picked up lovely Selene as something struck me... why am I holding an more than 3 meter long halberd I called Selene in my hand an why did I like it/(her something in me said) so much. I dropped the halberd in shock. Then I noticed my hair okay I didn't exploded like last time but still I had to gasp. Even though it was only hand made without the proper tools, it looked way to girly for me to be fond off. however before I could even think undoing it my side bangs slithered over my yet sore chest an I looked down to see what appeared to be small little girly breasts. Unknown feelings rushed through my mind I felt somewhat pretty yet I was a boy and something hit me hard again as I screamed "I DONT WANT TO BE A GIRL" tears starting to stream down my eyes like rivers picking up my halberd from the ground I ran off into a corner sitting down my knees pressed at my chest crying like a little Girl. I was totally furious I told my self I am a Man a Soldier on top I don't Cry like a girl. However that even depressed me more I pressed Selene closer she understood and shrank herself to match my own body height so I could easily hug her edge and talk to her. After what felt like an eternity I calmed down "Thank you Selene" I whispered while hugging edge and thorn even tighter. She answered "You're Welcome little Melvin. We should depart for now someone who hast only your best in his interest is going to visit." I stomped my little foot on the floor "But I don't trust them they keep me caged down here where I can't even visit my comrades from the past." "I know little Melvin but if they won't let us go we would need to kill without reason that's not our way." she said. "We will talk in peace." Once we have the time for it now let me go I will be there if you need me" "I know and thanks again" I mumbled then I let her go an used the towel I still had wrapped around me to dry my tears. May 11 2007 10:25 Plymouth South England MI6 Containment facility for Unknown Mutants 20 feet above the containment cell "Morning Jack morning Sir Wallace" Susan said "Good morning" both replied" "Did I miss something" looking at the them staring at the screen "Sir Wallace I thought you would already be trying to talk to her." "She is still sound a sleep," Sir Wallace replied "Though I'm not sure if would dare to enter at the moment you have to look at this." He gestured to the window. Curious what she would see she moved closer to the windows to look at a little girl with long black hair sharing her bed with a giant halberd, panic overcome her she said while looking afraid to the two man "Did she cut herself? How are her life signs? why the hell did neither of you took this killing tool away from her?" "Susan she is alright!" Sir Wallace tried to calm her. "Oh there she is waking up," Jack interrupts. Sir Wallace moved next to Susan and looked down the window. The Girl jumped with an burst of energy out of the bed that probably would even surprise an martial arts master picking up the giant halberd as it was nothing more then a girls furry teddy bear running through the room into the shower. Jack whistled impressed, "Did you see that?" Sir Wallace shook his head "the energy of the youth and running this speed while carrying such a large halberd most impressive" "Nah not that I meant didn't you look at her Hair her body she is going to be gorgeous in a few years I would mind waiting to see that" "God damned Jack," Susan told him off , "you are a little perverts prick. Shame on you!" Sir Wallace also looked at him "Jack she is a former he and a 92 years old dude War Veteran turned now into a 13 year old girl and can hear through soundproof walls as well as cut easily through stonewalls with her little toy halberd." Jack Gulped an started to get a green shade on his face. Susan was so surprised by the way Sir Wallace had told the facts that she needed to hold herself on the wall, so she didn't fall down while she whole heartily laughed as she saw Jack turning green. "She is taking unusually long inside the shower" Susan said. Jack looked up at the computer "Well the shower is off for like 5 minutes." "What could she possibly be doing inside Susan wondered." Jack looked at Sir Wallace "Just maybe she is thinking about a surprise attack?" "Hmm most unlikely from our chat yesterday I picked up that she is not only smart but foxy I'm sure she knows where the cameras are and that we would not enter as long as she is hidden in the bath" "There she comes and oh it looks like she finally starting to accept being a girl." Susan said. Jack looked at the screen uncertain before he said "That would be much faster than I ever expected" Sir Wallace still looking at her through the window "She lookes somewhat sad, I think she is crying" Through the speakers they heard a little Girls voice Screaming "I DONT WANT TO B A GIRL!" Loud sobbing she picked up the halberd she dropped when she started crying and rushed into the corner as far away from the door as possible she clinched herself and the halberd together while still sobbing. Susan nearly started to cry on her own "That poor little thing what a pain it must be for her with this mixed feelings." Jack looked at Susan and said... "yeah sure that.." Sir Wallace however was more interested into the halberd he could sense strong energy from it while he looked the weapon started to shrink while still remaining deadly the girl hugged it like her stuffed animal crying out even louder. "Isn't she going to cut her self" Susan asked. Sir Wallace looked to her "It does not look like the halberd can harm her as far as I can tell." He looked back into the room at the sobbing girl slowly gaining control over her misery. "What I find however more then interesting is why I can feel the halberd emitting emotions to comfort her." Jack looked surprised "You talking as if the halberd lives." Sir Wallace replies "I'm not sure it does not." Susan surprised by those words didn't know what to say when they suddenly heard the girl whispering as if talking to herself. "Jack can you make this louder?" Sir Wallace hastily said. "Already on it he replied." The whispering went louder static noise shortly overlapping the talk then "Got it" Jack said "caged down here where I cant even visit my comrades from the past." silence for a minute then "I know and thanks again" the girl said. "What a pity" Sir Wallace said "we only got to hear the last part. Okay get ready I'm going in now." After he left the room Susan asked "Jack do you think he is safe with her?" "I don't know" he replied "lets hope for the best" May 11 2007 12:30 Plymouth South England MI6 Containment facility for Unknown Mutants I still set there finally in control of my own emotions and even though I still didn't like that I slowly but surly was turning into a little girl I had to admit that it was not as bad as I would have imagined. Well sure I wasn't pleased but as I came to thought, I could also just have died, I was an old man who had seen more cruel things than most, and even done more cruel things then most would even dare to think about. Now I was young again of course much younger than I would have liked but I was at least young and had the possibility of a new life. Then there was this mutant thing, which had bugged me a lot but while talking with Selene I had come to peace with that, and even back home I was still an outsider with my friends and comrades all gone. So I assumed it may be for the better at least now I had a new comrade. Then their was this girl thing with seemed to got through me a little bit harder then I had expected I hadn't given up on being a male this morning and so my sudden turn into the shower and in front of the mirror had bugged me when I realized that I didn't used mine but Selene's memories which somehow mixed me an the former carrier of Selene up. Well I had won, for now, and so I got more memories of Selene and I knew someday soon, I would have to deal with my or our other self or I would stop to be myself. I looked up when the airlock opened and Sir Wallace entered the room. "Good Morning LT Melvin St. Germain" he said moving away as the airlock slowly started to close. "May I have a seat" he asked an gesture to the bed. still not happy but as Selene told me I should trust him I said. "Suit yourself." He chuckled, "Then I will do just that." A few moment later he settled down on the bed his food standing firmly on the ground with made me a little bit envious. "So there you are back to interrogate me today again?" He looked surprised yet amused. "I don't know? What would you like to start with, you could ask me first or you could decide to tell me something about you." I jumped up rushed straight to him an jumped on the bed next to him while letting my feet hang free in the air. While I did so he didn't even move an inch he was neither afraid of me nor did he seemed to bother that I did sat down next to him. "Hmm you didn't even run" I looked at him "Why should I? I think we are both to old to play childsplay." I smirked "Can someone ever be too old to do so?" Looking at me he chuckled again "I don't know he said I never really stopped!" he admitted. "Let you tell me son ya older ya grow ye more childish the childsplay." "Wise words from a wise man" he replied. I looked into his eyes yet he didn't even blink only a few people I knew could ever win a stare game with me and I knew my mutant ability did even increase the cruelty my eyes had in them. I hold my hand out "Lt Melvin St. Germain First Regiment the Terror Bringers under Major Horton may Izanami got hold of his soul." I introduced myself. He took my hand in an surprisingly strong grip and Answered, Sir Wallace Westmont, Knight of the Crown wielder of Magic and good looking women" I looked surprised "Wallace Westmont Knight of the Crown, hmm you did not, no that cant be, Hagarty's little daughter was into a knight called Wallace" I stumbled upon my own words. He looked surprised at me "You know Suzannah? "Yes of course well when she was younger and smaller like me now" I said a little depressed Raising my head again I laughed "She always wanted to learn my knife melee fighting tricks." With the Ice broken between us I said, "Well quite a catch you got yourself there." He looked back and said "You have no idea really" we both laughed. "Hah" I sighed, "I would love to drink a beer right now." He stomped me in the side "Aren't you a little young for this little girl." "Pah I said if you would know. Well so it seems you actually know most of my background since I think you work for the MI6 if I remember correct." He looked to me and said, "Yes and no. Yes I do know your background though I am not allowed to talk about those and no I only work part times for the MI6 when it comes to make sure British mutants are able to life their lives and aren't a danger to the crown." "Okay I think I get this, you said your a wielder of magic so I assume you are a mutant yourself?" "Yes you got that right" he replied. "I get it now, so that's what this was all about she should have just told me." He looked perplexed yet curious. "Excuse me who is she?" "Oh sorry you probably did not know yet, well it will probably easier to show you I said." an with that the giant halberd was in my hand. "Most impressive he said it is brimming with energy" curious he moved his hand in her direction. "Sir Wallace I would like you to call her she not it if you would be so good also I would suggest you better not touch her you would probably hurt yourself." Hearing these words he moved his hand away looked dazzled at me and said "What it? She? Oh so the weapon has her own self-conscious." Hmm talking with her in my mind she told me it was a lot more complex but yes fundamental how it is and so I told him. "This is really most Interesting also you mentioned a name am I am allowed to ask?" "You are allowed to ask but as it is even though she trusts you have only the best interests its a personal matter so she don't want me to tell you I'm afraid." "Fascinating really extraordinary!" "He is like a little kid that find something new to study" I told Selene she giggled and answered "Indeed he is." He looked at me his smile vanished slowly "I need to make some calls talk to security to lower your risk level they were quite shocked about the crushed wall would you two mind meeting two friends of me?" he asked. I looked to Selene she was interested an so we or better I said, "It would be a pleasure." May 11 2007 12:35 Plymouth South England MI6 Containment Facility for Unknown Mutants Susan looked on the Monitor waiting for the moment Sir Wallace would enter the containment cell. She was still worried about the weapon Lt. Melvin was clinching, taking a short look away from the door to the little soon to be girl her eyes went wide open gasping "What?" Hearing the gasp Jack moved over "something wrong?" while looking to the monitor seeing what Susan meant he said surprised "Oh she made it vanish." The airlock opened and Sir Wallace moved into the room asking if he may take a seat gesturing to the bed. The girl hesitated a moment before not without a uneasy look agreed Somewhat surprised Jack said "Hmm looks like he got through to her" "Yeah" Replied Susan sounding relived. They looked at them talking a while when the girl suddenly jumped up rushing towards Sir Wallace. "NO she is going to kill him Susan panicked." Jack jumping up towards the Alarm signaling system. "WAIT" Susan screamed, Jack froze his hand already ready to push the button. "She only jumped on the bed next to him" she said surprised" "She did what?" he asked. "Yeah she just ran to him sitting next to him like a little girl seeing her uncle visiting. well without the hugging, but that's what it looked like." He came back and sat down. Susan looking them and hearing the talking said "looks like the mutation makes him think like a little girl more an more she said." Jack just nodded. Hearing them talking about someone they obviously both knew was a surprise but when the girl suddenly mentioned a third person Susan was really surprised what was she talking about she wondered. When the Girl suddenly let the halberd appear out of nothing she bit on her lips, but Sir Wallace and the girl just kept talking about the halberd. Since nothing out of the ordinary seemed to happen, Susan and Jack slowly but surely relaxed. May 11 2007 17:15 Plymouth South England MI6 Containment Facility for Unknown Mutants Sir Wallace came back into the observation room looking at Dr. Blythe "Susan do you have a moment?" "Yes what can I do for you" she looked up from some documents she had so far written about research so far. "Susan I would like you to do me the favor an let her out of the cell to eat with you up here while I'm going to make a few calls and lower the security to move her into another r