Chapter 11 part 02

The Xavier school open house seemed like it would continue as another ordinary day, but as I've already learned, this day will be something out of the norm. And the biggest event of the evening is just about to unfold.

Eventually Leech leaves the infirmary next to the Danger Room's control room. I notice that my ability to sense mutant energy signatures has returned to me along with all of my obtained powers. "I think my powers are back." I tell Abigail, who is sitting on the other side of the room, facing the wall. "Let's get out of here." She says and walks over to me, grabbing my wrist and dragging me out through the door. We faze through the door but walk right into two of the blonde siblings on mr.Summer's team. "Sorry about that." I apologize as I help the one that fell back up. "What are you guys doing down here?" One of them asks us. "We couldn't use our powers and got stuck in the Danger Room." I explain. "Didn't you hear" "That the professor" "Was taken hostage?" Weird monotone thing happens with the siblings. "Who would do that?" I ask. "Quentin Quire. He got a bunch of students together and they're attacking the school." One of them steps forward. She seems more fired up for whatever they're doing than the others. "Is Quentin a hyper smart psychic?" I ask. "Yeah." Abigail confirms. "I saw his powers once when I walked in on mr.Summers looking through student files. His file said he was an omega level mutant." "We are planning on" "Taking him down using Cerebro" "And our combined powers." "And we hope that will compensate for the Kick." "But we'll need someone to keep him distracted while we do." Monotone is cool. "Just my specialty." I smirk but one of the siblings looks at me and says "Are you sure you can fight him? He's on Kick, a mutant enhancing drug." "All I need to do is distract his mind." I say, walking up to the elevator. "I"m feeling pretty good right now."

I'm pretty confident. Hell, I'm overconfident. Normally I wouldn't walk right into a death match with another student but D@^^* it I feel good. I find Quentin with my sensing ability and head straight to him. It's freaking mayhem out here. When I find him he's already taking on those who remain opposing him. I walk up through the unconscious and injured bodies of my classmates, starting to get a feel for the situation. "You weren't here before." Quentin says, turning to face me. We're standing a few feet apart but I can feel his killer intent. We're just outside the school. I can see the prof standing by the entrance. "Are you with us or another Xavier clone?" He looks me over. "You're Skylar Medley. The omega mutant copycat. I've read all about you." He smiles confidently. "And I've also anticipated your attack. I already have the necessary blocks in place, thanks to ms.Frost, so go ahead and attack if you will." "Blocks?" I wonder out loud. Quentin looks at me with a disappointed look. "You didn't know? Ms.Frost has had blocks set up in omega level student like me, protecting us from your power stealing. I've already taken the liberty of enhancing my own ones so you can forget about copying me." I had no idea ms.Frost set something like that up. No wonder I haven't sensed this guy before. I thought it was weird I still don't have psychic powers and I'm so close to him. "Sounds like fun." I smirk, brimming with confidence. "This is a side of you I didn't expect to see." Quentin tells me. "When I saw you on the first day of school I never would've guessed you had such a ridiculous amount of arrogance." "I'm just having a good day." I say and point at him, letting a beam of ice shoot forward. Quentin blocks it with a psychic attack. Next I slash my arms through the air, sending turrets of condensed water vapour towards him. He blocks that with his psychic powers too. Apparently psychic beats ice. How about energy? I put my two arms together and fire a blast of psychic energy at him. He blocks it the same way again but this time I'm not standing where I was before. I come in from the lower left and go in to freeze his leg but he tosses me back with his mind. I slam against the far wall and hop down out of the wreckage.

Despite the professor asking me not too I continue the battle. This time I charge my arms and legs with energy and charge in. I punch at Quentin, not a single hit getting through. His power in incredible. Now that I've thought about it he has so much power. I'm not sure I can win, but I only need to do my part to distract him. I create large ice blades around my arms and ice slide closer to him, dodging psychic bolts on my way over. "Not fast enough." I say as I fire the blades from my arms like missiles and they shatter against Quentin's defence. Quentin gets his shot and knocks me off of my ice slide. When I hit the ground he lifts me off of it and tosses me across the room, slamming me into each wall. It's not looking good. I stand up, letting my healing powers take over the repair work. He unleashes another devastating blast at me. I throw up a shield of ice but it only makes it to water form before I'm blown back. "You can't stop me from expressing myself." He calls out to me. I decide to give this new thing I've been working on a try but I can't get it to work. Quentin blasts me again and I slam up into the wall another time. This time he send blast after blast at me, crushing me against the wall. The stone behind me begins to crumble and I can taste my own blood in my mouth and nose. I'm being crushed.

Quentin has me outmatched. His psychic blasts completely decimate my ice and energy attacks and now he's got me pinned and helpless. "I've killed before. Don't think I wont do it again." He tells me. "So, you're a murderer?" I say, feeling a new reason to fight. If I let this continue then someone might die. I strain my mind. I have to focus. If I'm wrong, even the tiniest bit then I'm dead. My molecules burst apart as Quentin's last attack comes breaking down through the wall. I'm completely gone. He looks looks around frantically, the effects of the drugs taking hold. My body reappears behind him in the form of water but then solidifies into my flesh and blood. Quentin realizes too late and I deliver a nice shot to the back of his head. He panics and tries to attack my mind but my natural psychic defence pushes him back. My head starts to ache as he pours on the pressure, trying to break down my mental barrier. I can tell from his powers that he can focus on me and keeping the girls from getting in his head. This isn't going to work. It feels like my head is being drilled into and my mind goes blank for a moment as the psychic energy explodes between us and Quentin is sent sliding across the floor by the pressure. He grabs an inhaler from his pocket and breaths in. "Let's see you stop me now." He grins at me. The next thing I feel is my mind being attacked. This time it is far stronger. My vision begins to blur but there is another feeling.

Quentin looks down at me as he walks up. I'm on my knees, feeling his powers dig at my minds defences. It's like steel on steel. Neither will give in, but I'm starting to feel a whole lot more confident. "This is who I am." Quentin says to me. "Deal with it. We're the superior race. We have to show the world what we can do." I stand up, shocking him that I can defy his power. "There are seven hundred and twenty six arguments I could give you." I tell him. "But I know that this isn't really all about humans and mutants." "How would you know that?" Quentin asks me, clearly threatened by me. "Because I just read your mind, orphan boy." I smirk as my mind delves into his, digging up as much info as I can. "Honestly." I sigh. "That's such a lame reason to start a riot in school." He goes to hit me but I'm out of the way in a flash. His mind is too strong for me to keep looking for info but I've got a little extra help with that super intellect. Now I can focus on a tone at a time. I use my ice to create an army of clones of myself who attack Quentin but he's able to blast each one apart but not in time to stop himself from being blasted by a heat wave from my fist. He turns angrily and I grab his neck, turning my hand to ice and separating from it, forming my hand again in its place but leaving the ice clone to hold onto my enemy. Next comes my energy swords. I form them in my hands and charge at Quentin who blasts me with psychic energy, unfortunately for him a psychic image of me isn't as susceptible to pain as the real me. I come in from the side and cut across his chest, missing by a very small amount. Quentin gets me back with a major blast of energy. It rips the skin off of my forearms and ankles but other than that I'm fine. Quentin starts ranting to the prof. I'm not really listening. I'm having too much fun. Since I just copy the base power of any omega I come close too I don't have anywhere near as much psychic ability Quentin does but since I have all these other powers I can still keep up and my psychic link helps too but it isn't enough. I may just loose and for some reason I enjoy the feeling.

We're about to get into the fight again when the blonde girls intervene. "Is her head floating?" I ask when I see one of the sisters is using Cerebro and her body totally isn't there. They thank me for the help and go on to defeat Quentin using their combined minds. He's left completely put of it and taken in by the x men. I totally wanted to finish our fight. As it turns out, one of the sisters died in the fight.

I don't know what happened to Quentin. After he was taken in by the x men I didn't hear about him. His little tirade turned out to be just a little spasm and the school turned back to normal pretty fast. I used up way to much calories with Quentin's powers. So much to the point that I nearly collapsed after the fight. I decide not to use his powers anymore. Being a psychic genius is awesome but it takes way to big of a strain on my body to use these specific powers. I want to use them so badly though. The amount of power I got from being psychic opened up a whole new world of possibilities and the stuff I thought from having Quentin's thoughts for just that amount of time. It was intense. I want psychic powers so badly. Oh well, I'm sure there's another omega level psychic out there whose powers don't come at such an annoying price. I guess the only issue I still have is a blonde one who rushes off every time I try to confront her about the Danger Room.