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Aleis smiled shyly, thanking Emma and Ashley for their support. She felt that, little by little, she was gaining confidence in her abilities and her place within the X-Men.
She knew that the road would not be easy, but she was willing to face it with determination.
After a short rest, Emma led Aleis to the training room, a vast space equipped with the most advanced technology.
The walls were clad in metal panels, and the floor was a combination of durable materials that could withstand even the most intense battles.
In the center of the room, various devices and simulators were ready to test the mutants in training.
"Very good, Aleis," said Emma, while she adjusted the controls of one of the simulators.
"Now you will help your partner in a series of combat and coordination exercises."
She, a mutant with the ability to manipulate minds and psychic energy, was waiting at the other end of the room. She greeted the albino with a friendly smile, but the determination in her eyes made it clear that she took the training very seriously.
"We're going to work on our timing and how to combine our powers effectively," Ashley said, a slight spark of energy dancing between her fingers. I'm sure we can do great things together after training you.
The blonde activated the simulator, and immediately, the room transformed into a chaotic urban environment.
Holograms of enemies began to appear, and the noise of a city in crisis filled the air.
They both looked at each other, nodding in silent understanding. —Come on, Aleis! —she exclaimed, launching a psychic beam towards a group of holographic enemies.
Aleis, using her telepathic control, projected a mental barrier to protect the blonde from enemy attacks.
At the same time, her vector control allowed her to manipulate objects around her, launching debris and vehicles at the holograms at high speed.
The coordination between the two was impressive. Ashley projects energy onto the objects Aleis threw, creating a lethal combination of physical and psychic attacks.
They moved fluidly, as if they had trained together for years, anticipating each other's movements and adapting to the changing circumstances of the simulator.
—Careful on the right! —Aleis shouted, detecting an ambush through her vector powers.
She responded immediately, creating a blast of psychic energy that disintegrated the holographic enemies before they could get close.
The battle continued for several minutes, becoming more intense, but neither man gave ground. Finally, Emma deactivated the simulator, and the room returned to its original state. Both young men were panting, sweaty but victorious.
"Excellent work, both of you," Emma said, approaching with an approving expression. They have demonstrated incredible teamwork and remarkable control of their powers. I am very proud of you.
Ashley smiled and high-fived Aleis. She felt that she had taken a huge step forward in her development as a mutant.
"Thank you, Emma," Ashley said, her voice thick with emotion. I promise to continue working hard and improve every day.
"I know," Emma replied, placing a hand on his shoulder. You have great potential, Ashley. Keep it up, and there are no limits to what you can achieve.
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Now that Ashley was exhausted after training on the astral plane with Emma, my gaze turns to her delicate body asleep in the classroom where we normally took classes.
With a lost look on her face I stop to think about the events of this entire year, first the constant migraines caused by the lack of control of my telepathy, facing Shadow King in her body, falling from kilometers after having set fire to a part of the city and finally that Ashley has gotten into my mind seeing everything about me in her training.
Have I really learned to defend myself or am I just depending on Xavier's protection? It's ridiculous, but I feel like my most personal memories have been exposed by a complete stranger without any opposition on my part and that leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
"So you want me to teach you how to break mental barriers too?" The teacher's voice resonates in the head indicating the psychic connection.
"I don't think I have what it takes to do it," I reply flatly. My mind was in a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts.
The reality of my powers, vector control and psychic energy, was overwhelming. But I couldn't deny the feeling of power emanating from within me.
"Let's practice training your mind control," Emma said, her voice authoritative. "You have to learn to project your thoughts and control those of others.
" She pulled me closer, I see her eyes shining with a mix of curiosity and desire. "Imagine that every thought is Aleis smiled shyly, thanking Emma and Ashley for their support.
She felt that, little by little, she was gaining confidence in her abilities and her place within the X-Men.
She knew that the road would not be easy, but she was willing to face it with determination.
After a short rest, Emma led Aleis to the training room, a vast space equipped with the most advanced technology.
The walls were clad in metal panels, and the floor was a combination of durable materials that could withstand even the most intense battles.
In the center of the room, various devices and simulators were ready to test the mutants in training.
"Very good, Aleis," said Emma, while she adjusted the controls of one of the simulators.
"Now you will help your partner in a series of combat and coordination exercises." She, a mutant with the ability to manipulate minds and psychic energy, was waiting at the other end of the room.
She greeted the albino with a friendly smile, but the determination in her eyes made it clear that she took the training very seriously.
"We're going to work on our timing and how to combine our powers effectively,"
Ashley said, a slight spark of energy dancing between her fingers.
I'm sure we can do great things together after training you. The blonde activated the simulator, and immediately, the room transformed into a chaotic urban environment.
Holograms of enemies began to appear, and the noise of a city in crisis filled the air. They both looked at each other, nodding in silent understanding.
—Come on, Aleis! —she exclaimed, launching a psychic beam towards a group of holographic enemies.
Aleis, using her telepathic control, projected a mental barrier to protect the blonde from enemy attacks.
At the same time, her vector control allowed her to manipulate objects around her, launching debris and vehicles at the holograms at high speed.
The coordination between the two was impressive. Ashley projects energy onto the objects Aleis threw, creating a lethal combination of physical and psychic attacks.
They moved fluidly, as if they had trained together for years, anticipating each other's movements and adapting to the changing circumstances of the simulator.
—Careful on the right! —Aleis shouted, detecting an ambush through her vector powers.
She responded immediately, creating a blast of psychic energy that disintegrated the holographic enemies before they could get close.
The battle continued for several minutes, becoming more intense, but neither man gave ground.
Finally, Emma deactivated the simulator, and the room returned to its original state. Both young men were panting, sweaty but victorious.
"Excellent work, both of you," Emma said, approaching with an approving expression.
They have demonstrated incredible teamwork and remarkable control of their powers. I am very proud of you. Ashley smiled and high-fived Aleis. She felt that she had taken a huge step forward in her development as a mutant.
"Thank you, Emma," Ashley said, her voice thick with emotion. I promise to continue working hard and improve every day.
"I know," Emma replied, placing a hand on his shoulder. You have great potential, Ashley. Keep it up, and there are no limits to what you can achieve.
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Now that Ashley was exhausted after training on the astral plane with Emma, my gaze turns to her delicate body asleep in the classroom where we normally took classes.
With a lost look on her face I stop to think about the events of this entire year, first the constant migraines caused by the lack of control of my telepathy, facing Shadow King in her body, falling from kilometers after having set fire to a part of the city and finally that Ashley has gotten into my mind seeing everything about me in her training.
Have I really learned to defend myself or am I just depending on Xavier's protection? It's ridiculous, but I feel like my most personal memories have been exposed by a complete stranger without any opposition on my part and that leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
"So you want me to teach you how to break mental barriers too?" The teacher's voice resonates in the head indicating the psychic connection.
"I don't think I have what it takes to do it," I reply flatly. My mind was in a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts.
The reality of my powers, vector control and psychic energy, was overwhelming. But I couldn't deny the feeling of power emanating from within me.
"Let's practice training your mind control," Emma said, her voice authoritative.
"You have to learn to project your thoughts and control those of others." She pulled me closer, I see her eyes shining with a mix of curiosity and desire
"Imagine that every thought is a strand of cobweb" he said
"You can touch, move and manipulate those strands. I closed my eyes, concentrating on his words. I felt the threads of thoughts in my mind, chaotic and disordered. With a conscious effort, I began to organize them, to understand their flow and direction.
"Okay, Aleis. Now, try to project a memory into my mind," Emma said.
Concentrating, I sent a clear, sharp image towards her. I saw her expression change, her eyes soften as the image took shape in her mind. Emma smiled.
"Yes, I can see it. Very good, Aleis" she said with an approving tone.
I felt a surge of confidence. I was beginning to understand the extent of my powers and how to use them.
"In that state your power will be enough, but you have to go beyond simply seeing their memories, you have to manipulate their memories, create visions, images, illusions at your pleasure" he told me fiercely and without any opposition my body seemed to follow his words like an order.
. I was about to move on. I found myself a few steps away from Ashley who was sleeping innocently.
Emma was next to me. She gestured for me to move forward as if she were saying that she had to take advantage of this opportunity.
Her eyes look strangely dark and hardened.
girl...
"Come on, do it. It'll be great!" says Emma.
She is sitting in a chair watching me decide what to do. Her eyes don't look good.
Instead of the familiar almost puppy-dog look she was giving me before, now she's giving me something of an almost adversarial look.
Hey? How odd. Since when am I someone who gives in to pressure from others?
"Just make sure you let me watch, okay?" she said stiffly.
Somehow I don't feel good about that. But I'm surprised I picked it up; since it is not logic, but rather an emotional logic of not feeling good.
She looks at me too expectantly; She has the same energy as the girl with her eyes closed. Why would both have the same energies? It's very disconcerting.
I'm about to move forward and suddenly I stop. Stop, I keep thinking. This is not me. I'm not the kind of person who does things like this.
Besides, she doesn't realize it. I feel really gross inside. But there's also something else wrong with this picture...
it doesn't feel right, not just morally, but something is wrong.
I also realize that my curiosity pushed me forward even though my mind remained doubtful.
Is this even real? Were Xavier's defenses overwhelmed by her?
"What is happening?" I asked.
"Huh? What do you mean?" she asked.
"I mean. Why are you encouraging me to do this to him?" I asked with my arms crossed.
"I just think you deserve it. You've worked hard. So you should. You've earned the right to take her, right? She goes ahead and breaks her mind while she's out cold," she said.
She motions me forward with her hands. "You'll regret it later if you don't."
"Are you mad at her? What happened? Did you guys get into a fight or something?" She still couldn't explain this strange behavior.
"It's nothing," she said.
"She Just go and take her now."
"She's asleep and also unconscious," I said. She looked like she was going to yell at me.
"This is your only chance. She'll be on another level after this. Think about it. If you don't do it now, you never will." That's partly true there will never be this opportunity again...
wait, why am I thinking that?
"What do you mean level up? Emma." So there was probably something.
How else did this strange behavior manifest itself? I just didn't know it. It was not normal for her favorite student to be treated like this by her.
Or does she want to teach me not to mess with someone else's mind? I asked him about it again.
"Nothing happened," she said defensively. Ah, so there was something. But what was it? "Maybe something happened between you? Are you on good terms? Because wanting me to mentally take it for a girl fight is something I don't want,"
I said. Her piercing gaze reveals that she is not herself. She is trying to cover it up and doesn't realize that she is now acting even more "desperate."
She tries to ignore it, but I just sat there, waiting for a response.
I decided not to speak until she did. I sat in the middle of the floor. It feels good to rest after all the mental work.
When I go to lean on my arms, one of them slips and I almost fall. This baffles me, but I somehow grab onto the furniture to keep from falling.
It's weird like I'm about to fall with my left limbs hanging there, but my back and spine are on some kind of edge.
But I'm in a room, right? Why do I feel like I'm hanging on to something? This doesn't fit. Are my senses deceiving me? Why do I feel like I'm almost ready to fall? Something doesn't feel right.
Then I blink a few times. Emma just looks at me with no expression on her face.
Then I feel with the left hand in fear.
There is nothing there! There is some kind of invisible hole!
What the hell?...
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My arm and hand seem to be pushing on the floor tiles, but I feel like I'm touching a beach, but it's more like I'm feeling the outdoors.
I can't feel any wood at all, even though it appears to be more than ten meters long. I continue feeling around until I find an edge where I'm sitting.
The edge continues from beneath my feet to beyond my head.
Even stranger, it's not like the jagged edge of a cliff or hill, but instead feels like the straight line of a roof.
Am I on a cliff? As I feel around me, I confirm it! That's what it feels like.
The edge even feels hard there is like solid rock on the edge.
In fact, something feels like it's digging into my back. I'm lucky the cliff isn't steeper than it actually is.
Careful not to fall, I slowly walk away while the two of them have their arms crossed. But Ashley is now awake and looking at me with the same body posture and arm positions as Emma.
"It's a shame you didn't fall," they both speak as if they were one person. It's very strange how perfectly synchronized they are.
That's all! In reality, it is not possible to be that synchronized with someone, unless it is some kind of illusion. I look at Emma. Then I look over the edge and suddenly I'm looking at a ruined cliff above a dark void.
The edge of the cliff descends until it reaches a few meters below and what follows is infinite darkness. It definitely would have killed me if I had stepped off the edge. It was a pretty real trap.
He not only had to use the illusion of him to achieve this, but also manipulate my senses as to why I was there and where I was moving with a greater level of realism than last time.
"I was really surprised you didn't fall. You were so close to the edge. Maybe if I had made the breasts bigger, you definitely would have gone without even realizing it," Emma's image says with a kind of exhausted and defeated look.
"She" is looking at me with her feet on a surface in the air. He is about three meters above me controlling my senses, I hesitate to take a single step back or forward.
How was the teacher's mental barrier broken? He wasn't taking control of me a minute ago.
I must admit that his illusion is really good. He makes it almost surreal, as if he were on another plane of existence created from my memories by warping them to create new ones.
"How did you do that?" I asked. I resisted the opportunity to get angry. Instead, he remained calm.
I was surrounded by a darkness that I tried to analyze with my vector power trying to deflect his power over me.
I guess it's only natural that I try to push the limits of the new ability to analyze them. The monster begins to show itself and only mocks with a smile,
"How? I needed to know if you were going to resist more exhausted and without energy to fight, eventually training your power did not leave you weak enough. So I put you on the astral plane feeding me of your nightmares every day. I wanted to know if I could get rid of you forever in those dreams, but the opportunity came sooner than expected. He just stares at me without moving.
I'm not sure if he should make me angry or disappointed.
But I feel ashamed because, although I was tempted, I have not been able to overcome the illusion without reaching this point.
After all, he had chosen to save Ashley. I feel like my anxiety is disappearing. I was tempted, but I didn't follow through, so I don't have to feel guilty. Now the real battle begins, but I still don't know what he means by falling exhausted.
"I guess you were just able to take my mind, right?" I said trying to find a way to remove it from my mind.
"Hahahaha…" his laugh is as macabre as it can only be.
"Don't tell me you're not completely deserted yet, child?" He said he to extend his hand and I will rise like an ant.
"Since you still don't remember why not go back to sleep little boy?" my arms felt like they were about to break like golf clubs in a hydraulic press.
"That-" Everything turns dark...
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