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CHAPTER 346 ROOTS

    CHAPTER 346 ROOTS


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You know, you’re very different from yesterday,” Kitty said. Annoyed but intrigued after I set her down outside.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Am I?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, you didn’t hardly talk at dinner before,” she admitted.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What can I say? I’m in a good mood. But for now I need your help,” I said with a wolfish grin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What kind of help?” Kitty asked, quickly getting over my abrupt kidnapping. She and I had very minimal interaction before. She had known Anne for a while though so when I started “dating” Anne, Kitty was more receptive of me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I need your help to find a treasure,” I admitted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you? 12?” She asked, annoyed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sometimes,” I said. “Look, I''ve been working on something here for a while. Have you ever noticed weirdings and goings at the school? You really think it’s normal to have perfect 10 model worthy teachers? All of them are gorgeous and look like they spend every waking moment in the gym.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re just health conscious,” Kitty said. “There is a big push in gym for us to stay active.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Gym ss does not normally include sparring and fighting one another,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Professor McCoy said it’s important to know self-defense,” she defended.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“It is good. But normal for a school of kids out in the boonies.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you saying?” Kitty asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“There is a secret part of this school. Something they don’t let everyone in on. I haven’t seen Professor X since I got here. I’ve heard hees and goes, but I’ve never seen him. Have you?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">She shook her head. “Not since he found me.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“See, if this is his school he should be around more. I think I found where he and the secrets are held,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right here,” I said, extending my arms out. We were on a small path leading away from the school. On either side was a patch of a park.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Underneath us, there is a secret passage,” I said. Bending down I put my hand on the ground. “In fact underneath every path from the school there is an underground passage. About 10 feet down, but there.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How do you know?” She asked, looking around.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can feel it, trust me,” I said. The void of Spiritual Energy was a dead giveaway. “I followed all of these paths. They interconnect like a spider web around this whole campus. I think something is going on here that none of us know about.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could feel her be more nervous. Focused on her feet it slowly dawned on her why I wanted her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” she said, shaking her head.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes,” I said. “Come on, Kitty. I know you can take me with you.”<span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve done that like twice,” she said. “I only got the hang of taking someone with me recently.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have full faith in you,” I lied. It was a big risk but I wanted to finish this quest. I felt like I already knew what the secret of the school was, I just needed to get a glimpse of the truth. “Look, Kitty. It is not normal to bring a bunch of freaks and geeks all to one location. Every single one of us can do something otherworldly. Something that normal people can’t be trusted with. I just want to make sure that they aren’t like…experimenting on us. I haven’t seen any people go missing, but wouldn’t it be best to know for sure?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was all a lie of course. At least I hoped it was. The world of X-Men was tough, especially for mutants, but Professor X was a champion of mutants. Doing his best to keep the world safe and keep mutants from being looked upon in a bad light. That was the Professor X I knew of at least. There were an infinite amount of Marvel worlds. Who knew what kind of Professor X I got? I decided I needed to know for sure now rather thanter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m nervous,” she admitted.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Tell you what. Phase me through the floor. If anything bad happens you can phase us out,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“My power doesn’t work that way. I can’t float us back up,” she said, fear paramount in her.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I understand, but this all connects back to the school. I’m sure there are safeguards and cameras at the ess points indoors. We jump down to the paths out here. Work our way to the main school and escape there,” I said. “If it’s not that bad, who cares, we get a p on the wrist. If it’s really bad we can at least warn people.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell,” she said. “You really think mutants are being experimented on?”<span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe,” I said. “Let’s find out.” I extended my hand. Kitty gulped and took it. I made sure to stop using my Haki or any other powers that could interact with her own.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just…hold your breath,” she said. I nodded. Watching her I noticed her Spiritual Energy churn, then to my amazement it moved to me. I held my breath as we began to slowly sink into the ground. First my shoes then pant legs. I didn’t risk talking for fear I would break her concentration.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Only about an inch a second, we dropped slowly but surely. I breathed in and out steadily, not hardly feeling anything as we passed through the cement path. I felt like how I did when being teleported by Gantz. Nothing, I just couldn’t see parts of my body anymore until poof we were in the concrete. Dropping down and down until I saw light again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I was all the way through, gravity took hold. I grabbed Kitty and absorbed the short fall to the steel floor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyes instantly scanned everything as my Observation Haki focused outward. We were in arge circr hallway. Steel grating for floors there were pipes and ductwork underneath the grating. Like we were in some kind of spaceship the area was dim. I moved slightly and a motion sensor must have kicked on because the lights brightened. Kitty squeaked, nervous as the lights red to life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s okay,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Cam ow het te go,” she mumbled. I looked down noticing I had pulled her into my chest when we fell.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry,” I said. Her face burning red in embarrassment as she looked around.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can’t believe it,” she said. “There really are paths. A lot of them too.” I could see other dimly lit branches down the hall. All circr, all empty. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go,” I said. Walking down the hall I stepped lightly, barely any noiseing from the footfalls on the metal grating. Kitty wasn’t so quiet. “Are you trying to alert people we are here?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You sound like you’re wearing heels,” I hissed.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can’t help it, I’m nervous. What if they just experiment on people that find this ce?” She asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then I will be sure to use you as a decoy and escape,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?!” She cried. I moved my hand to her mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m joking. Kitty, they aren’t doing that, I promise. Let’s just look around. If it gets bad I will protect you,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You protect me?” She asked like I had told a joke. She frowned but also blushed. She too wasn’t used to the human contact.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just trust me,” I said, walking again. “Try to walk quietly.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m trying,” she whined, but really sucked at it. Despite her future hero name, she was not as quiet as a cat. It was like having an elephant follow me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My senses attuned all around us. I headed to the first branch. Turning toward where the school was I hissed as more motion sensors went off and lights turned on. Rxing slightly knowing that no other lights were going off I let off a little sigh in relief, but then down the way lights turned on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Two men wereing down a hall a hundred feet away. I only got a glimpse as they passed through my hall, but it was enough. One was a shorter man, only about 5 foot 6 inches tall. His ck hair spiked, he had huge mutton chops on the side of his head. Pure muscle and ready to fight, it was easy to know it was Logan aka Wolverine. Behind him was been a giant of a man at least 6 foot 5 inches tall. Just as muscr he had a buzzed haircut and had to be Colossus.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go,” I said, speeding up as I jogged in the direction they went. Kitty cursed but ran after me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Our footfalls echoing in the long tube-like halls I made it to the crossroad they had crossed and began walking in the direction they left motion activated lights on. Kitty stuck to me, she tried to get my attention about heading toward the school but I ignored her. My quest wanted me to know the secret of the facility. I nned to find out.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">After another few branches we came to arge room. A catwalk ahead of us there were stairs that went down into what appeared to be a huge hangar. Inside was a jet. Sleek ck exterior, short wings at the back, it was obviously the X-Men’s ship. Called the ckbird or something it was an ultra-fast ship that I thought could even go into space.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What is that?” She asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A ne,” I said. Risking it I moved closer. On the metal grating catwalk that looked over the hangar I noticed Wolverine and Colossus talking to someone. I moved over and began to inch my way down the stairs so I could get a better angle to see the stranger they were talking to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Listen, bub. I don’t care who you are. You don’t just show up here and start demanding we check out this or that,” Wolverine growled. He appeared to be more like theic version than the Hugh Jackman version. Shorter, bigger and bulkier muscles, and more pissed off. He chewed on a cigar as he spoke. “We have other things to worry about.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“And what is that, exactly? Teaching sses? Logan, I recruited you because you could literally go on forever. Never tire, never die, at least you haven’t yet,” the stranger said. He wore a dark blue suit with a ck trench coat over it. I couldn’t see his face yet. I moved down again. “I have given you all a lot of leeway to do what you want. For this allowance, I expect help.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I work for the Professor,” Wolverine said. “We are willing to help, just get his approval and-”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“X is imunicado. Since he finished his little toy he has been spending more-” The man stopped talking as I finally saw his face. It was that of a ck man. Which was good, I preferred the ck version. Gruff face and eye patch it was easy to see that it was Nick Fury. In the earlyics the head of SHIELD was white, buttely his renditions had been ck. Taking the physical description of Samuel L. Jackson, it was the version of Nick Fury I preferred.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why is a kid staring at me?” Fury asked as he continued to study me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell?” Wolverine asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just…doing uh…scavenger hunt,” I said. “Hey, I found a 1 eyed guy, wasn’t that on the list?” I asked, walking back the way I hade.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As Wolverine ran for me I grabbed Kitty who had be frozen in shock. Throwing her over my shoulder I back tracked, the lights turning on as I came to each hallway I moved some Nen to my body, kicking off the ground with increased power.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t long until Wolverine was running down the hall after us. The small man sounded like a freight train as he only sped up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I said. I knew I should probably just stop and take whatever punishment was offered, but I couldn’t help but run from the feral man. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“He’s gaining!” Kitty yelled from behind me.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know,” I said. Feeling someone ahead I took a turn, trying to work my way toward the school. I began taking every turn I could. More rooms around us I ignored them as I stuck to the halls. I became trapped between 2 halls with people in them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean Grey yelled, “Hey!” As we ran past. The steel floor transitioning into concrete we were closer to the school but I threw Kitty to the side as Wolverine barreled toward me.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">The shorter man was like a cannonball as he extended his arms my way. No metal ws out at least, I braced myself with Nen. Empowering my body I ducked down before he grabbed me and took his cor in hand. Turning him over me I forgot he was so heavy. Almost 400 pounds of muscle and metal I barely got him flipped over my body.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Landing on the concrete floor with an oompf Wolverine cursed and moved to get back up. I grabbed Kitty and moved toward the stairs just ahead. But as I did I noticed a man I had forgotten about. A little taller than me, brown hair, red sses, it was Scott Summers, aka Cyclops.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell is going on here?” He asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">I breathed in and out heavily. Looking around I offered, “A game of tag?” Scott frowned and I knew the jig was up.
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