The death of his loved ones, still lingered on his mind. It seemed like a distant memory, but was in fact too clear of an image seared into his mind. Jason wanted to forget, however hard he tried the image wouldn't go away. Still, it was something Jason wasn't going to be fast to forget. If only he didn't care, maybe distanced himself from these kids, none of that would have happened to him. Maybe he wouldn't have to watch anyone die, maybe he wouldn't shed a tear for anyone.
"Meet me at the coffee house outside at Time Square." Jason sent a message to the woman he had no doubt would be the next Headmistress of Xavier. Jason needed time to think, time to grieve about the fact that one of the student is gone and was never coming back. He sipped his hot coffee, watching cars go by and people walking to their daily lives. No one knew what happened that day, no one cared about what had happened that day. They were so small compare to Jason.
"Meet me at the coffee house outside at Time Square." Jason sent a message to the woman he had no doubt would be the next Headmistress of Xavier. Jason needed time to think, time to grieve about the fact that one of the student is gone and was never coming back. He sipped his hot coffee, watching cars go by and people walking to their daily lives. No one knew what happened that day, no one cared about what had happened that day. They were so small compare to Jason.