Back From The Dead - (PG)

Jason sat at the table with many encyclopedias and reference books scatter around the table. He barely had any time in his life anymore, but Jason was managing to steal few hours here and there, sneaking into the library and reading. He could comprehend heavy material such as encyclopedias and reference books. He was doing light reading about Margaret Thacher. A woman so well known all across of United Kingdom. Some people hated her, so much they wanted her dead, but others loved her. However later, she was forced to step down and she was replaced by another Prime Minister.

It was usually quiet around the building at this time, but Jason heard floor creak and doors being opened and closed. He stood up and went to check it out. Armed with a book in his hands, Jason wasn't afraid of confronting whoever it was, making all those noises. He turned corner and prepared to slam his books down on someone's head.

Mackenzie stood there looking very guilty with a small furball in her hands. It was beige, grey, and brown. It looked up from Mackenzie to jason and made a small mewing sound. Mackenzie held it close like she didnt plan on handing the kitten over. " i found it...it was hungry. It likes me." it was one of the few times sve used her voice and not her mind to talk.

'Jason clam yourself,' Charles Xavier sent to the man that was waiting around the corner with a book in hand ready to strike. Charles Xavier moved from the shadows of the bookcase, he was a great deal shorter than Jason dew to him being paralyzed from the waist down and  was in a wheelchair. "Hello Jason, I see you have kept the school open, Charles said as he moved to the table Jason was once sitting at. "My name is Charles Xavier I believe we know each other and expect you would like some answers." He said a he picked up one of the books that was laying on the table, "Margaret Thacher. Interesting read, come sit please and I will shed a little light on why I sit her before you when you buried me." Charles said with kind eyes.

Mackenzie looked up at charles and instantly clammed up. She sensed his power. She held onto the kitten and quickly hid behind jason. She stayed behind him and listened to the man talk. She used her power to creep into the man's mind.

Jason was about to bring down book onto someone's head, when he heard Mackie. He turned to look at her, what was she doing here? "Oh, it's just you, Mackie." said Jason, noticing a cat in her hands. Where was she finding these animals? But at any rate, Jason didn't care whether she had a cat or not. Because this place was empty as it is.

Jason turned to a shadow and suddenly heard voice in his mind. It wasn't Mackenzie, because it sounded male-ish. Jason looked up and saw a man in a wheelchair. He gasped in surprise. No one has ever moved him as the person before him. Charles Xavier himself. The man didn't look a day over age. He was and always looked refreshingly young. "Holy--Charles?" asked Jason as to make sure the man was who he was. "Y0u are--not--not dead?!"