Chaos Theory

Chapter 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 heart 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.