At Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, the esteemed Lalia Azali serves as a dedicated teacher and is also this universe's Scarlet Witch. Endowed with formidable powers and a destiny she must face, Lalia confronts her fate amidst the school's hall...
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-Logan
I sat in the meeting room with the team, half-listening to the professor drone on about our upcoming trip to Serbia. We were supposed to find Lia's brother, and I knew it was important, but my mind kept drifting.
I couldn't stop thinking about her, about that kiss. Damn, it was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I told her I'd give her space if that's what she wanted, but it was killing me inside not to talk to her.
The professor's voice faded into the background as my thoughts wandered back to Lia. I remembered seeing her last night, asleep at her desk. She looked so damn cute, her hair all messy, and her face peaceful. But it also broke my heart to see how overworked and stressed she was. I just wanted to go in there and carry her to her bed, but I didn't. I just stood there, watching her. Like an idiot.
"Logan!" The professor's voice jolted me back to reality. I blinked, realizing he'd caught me zoning out.
"Uh, yeah, Professor, that's a good idea." I mumbled, trying to cover up my distraction.
The professor's eyes narrowed, clearly not buying it. "Logan, you think it's a 'good idea' to assume we'll make it back from the mission if we act recklessly?" His tone was dripping with sarcasm, making it obvious he knew I wasn't paying attention to the current subject.
I straightened up, trying to play it off. "Uh, yeah, sure. If we're reckless, we probably don't deserve to make it back..?" I muttered, hoping it sounded convincing.
Simon rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed by my distraction. Ororo, sitting next to him, let out a light laugh, finding humor in the situation. I could feel their reactions, but I tried to shake it off and refocus.
"I need you to focus," he said, his eyes narrowing. "This mission is critical. We don't know what we're up against in Serbia, and I need everyone on their A-game."
I nodded, forcing myself to pay attention. "Got it. Stay focused."
"Professor," Lalia began, her voice calm but intense. "Last night, I managed to reach Luca using my telepathy. He's being held in a grey-colored facility hidden deep in the woods. The place is heavily guarded."
She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in. "He's in a cell, with two security guards on each side, and they're armed to the teeth."
"I did some research on the facilities last night. I found three matching ones in the area. Each one fits the description of where Luca might be held." She began to take out some blueprints, spreading them on the table. "They're all heavily guarded, so we'll need to be careful. But I believe with a solid plan, we can get Luca out safely."
The professor's eyes, usually so sharp and unyielding, softened for a moment. "Lalia, thank you for staying focused in such a stressful situation," he said, his tone sincere.
