X Men Evolution: Chapter 6

Chapter Six: Fused

"Come on Ray! You're miles behind!" Bobby yelled as Ray ad Roberto raced on the games console.

Ray's tongue was between his lips and the concentration in his eyes was only to be matched by Roberto's.

"Yes!" Roberto yelled as his little car zoomed past his opponent's on the TV screen. Ray's eyebrows knitted together and he tightened his grip on the controller.

"Uh oh," Jubilee watched as sparks began to shoot up from Berserker's controller; they grew brighter and started to ping off in every direction.

"Er, Ray?" Rahne tapped him on the shoulder but he shrugged her off,

"Not now Rahne, I'm catching up!"

Ray leant forward as his little car caught up with Roberto's. A few more sparks shot off from his hands and then suddenly the controller exploded in a bright blue-white light. Every light in the mansion went out and the TV blinked off. The mutants sat in silence in the dark for a moment…

"Oops," said Ray.

~ o o O o o ~

Jean was just entering the kitchen when the lights went out. Amara and Jamie were sitting at the table eating crackers and Amara squealed when the lights died. Jamie didn't even blink.

"What happened?" Amara squinted through the darkness towards Jean.

"I don't know," the telepath closed her eyes in concentration and opened them a moment later only to roll them tiredly, "Ray fused the Xbox again."

Amara shook her head and continued munching on her crackers. She stopped, looking a little guilty, "Did you want some crackers?" She offered the box to Jean only to realise there was only crumbs left, "Oh, well, maybe there're more in the cupboard?"

Jean smiled kindly, "That's okay. I was actually looking for Scott's visor."

"I haven't seen it," she turned to Jamie, "Have you?"

The youngest mutant shook his head and nibbled on another cracker.

Jean sighed, "Oh dear."

"Did he want us to do some training?" Magma looked less than enthusiastic about the idea of training on a Sunday.

"No," Jean pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "He stepped on his new shades, his only shades."

Amara's eyebrows rose, "So he's what? Sitting upstairs with his eyes closed?"

With a shrug Jean started to blindly make her way out of the dark kitchen, "It's all he can do for now. I'll go check he hasn't left it downstairs."

~ o o O o o ~

It had been almost twenty minutes since Jean had left Scott to go and look for his visor. He'd been sitting patiently on his bed but his patience was wearing thin. He hated depending on other people. Ever since he'd discovered his powers and had to spend months completely blind he'd hated relying on other people to do things for him. Careful not to stand on the remains of his broken glasses he stood up and began to move towards what he hoped was the direction of his chest of drawers. Blindly he walked forwards with his arms outstretched in front of him; he tripped over one of his discarded shoes and stumbled into the drawers. He started to open each one in the hope that he'd left his visor in one of them but it was useless. It was nowhere to be found. Scott stood for a moment with his hands on the chest of drawers; if only he could open his eyes for just a second, he'd be able to check if the stupid thing was under his bed or on the floor somewhere.

"No," he shook his head and pressed his palms against his eyelids, "Bad idea. Bad idea."

~ o o O o o ~

Bamf!

"Hey Kitty!"

Kitty screamed and flopped backwards off her bed, landing in a heap of books and paper,

"Kurt! You can't just pop in here and like, invade my private space like that!"

Kurt lowered his blue head, "Sorry, I'm just so bored! You vanna do something?"

Shadowcat sighed, "I've got too much homework and I-"

Someone knocked on the door, interrupting Kitty.

The fuzzy dude bounded on all fours to the door and opened it. There stood Jamie with a huge grin on his face; he laughed manically and kicked Kurt in the shin before running off.

"Ow!" Kurt yelped and watched as Jamie ran off down the corridor followed by ten or more other Jamies, "Oh dear."

"What is it?" Kitty joined Kurt at the door, "Who was it?"

Kurt watched the Jamie's disappear down the corridor, "This is bad."

~ o o O o o ~

Scott heard the insistent knocking at his door and answered it, clumsily. Kitty and Kurt looked puzzled as their fearless leader stood in his pyjamas with his arm across his eyes,

"Scott?" Kitty was trying to hide a smile, "Why are you still in your PJ's? It's like eleven thirty."

Scott's shoulders sagged, "Really? Where the heck is Jean?"

"No idea," Kurt grabbed Scott's wrist and dragged him out of his room, "But we have a bigger problem…"


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