"Your powers went out of control and killed your parents, and his powers could go out of control and kill you, as well as all those around you."
"Stop it!" Polaris's voice shook slightly, she said, "I have my power under control very well, I've never caused any trouble! I can control it better than the X-Men...."
"That's only because you've indeed exerted much more efforts than others to restrict your power," Shiller sighed and said, "Charles mentions that you are extraordinarily talented, but in reality, you haven't displayed the power that matches your talent."
"From the beginning, you've been working hard to control your power, preferring it to be less potent rather than to lose control, whereas other mutants follow their own instinct, they can't control every bit of their abilities as precisely as you do."
"Perhaps the reason why you can't stay with the X-Men is just that. You found out that compared to yourself, others don't restrain themselves, so you feel fear because you know there are many powerful mutants there; once their powers go out of control, no one can save you."
"You even refuse to stay anywhere with powerful mutants, feeling that the tragedy of your parents could be replayed on you again at any moment."
"Instead of dwelling with those mutants, you choose to rent a house in New York; even if you were forced out by the landlord, you wouldn't join any mutant organization..."
"You think that you're standing with the mutants, but in truth, you stand closer to ordinary people, like them, you too fear the uncontrollability of the mutants."
Polaris's face was now very pale, each word from Shiller made her heart quiver.
She tried hard to deny every word he said, but her reason was telling her that what this psychologist was saying was right.
When she first started attending physics class at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, Magneto had come once to demonstrate the changes in stars and the cosmos to all the students.
Polaris was really interested in the black hole in his hand and had tried to create one herself, but for some reason, she just couldn't succeed.
She remembered that all she was thinking at the time was, it's okay not to succeed, as long as it doesn't explode.
But if you look at the style of other students, if it exploded, it exploded, so long as it could eventually succeed.
Shiller took a sip of water and said, "Professor Charles often says that he holds high expectations for you, perhaps what he is looking forward to is not only your ability but also your stance, and perhaps your father, Magneto, understanding this, wanted you to rejoin the ordinary people."
"I want her to return to the ordinary world." Magneto very rarely said a long sentence, but Charles wasn't surprised, he nodded and said, "I know, Lorna often shows extreme hatred towards ordinary people, but this actually stems from her experience being bullied at school."
"But in reality, she is much easier to manage than other mutants, even Iceman and Quicksilver have caused trouble in the human world, but Polaris hasn't, she seems to always worry about her powerful abilities, even at the expense of the strength of her ability, ensuring the precision of her control."
"She has always been in fear." Magneto's voice was very low, he stood up and walked to the door, saying to Charles, "I just hope to teach her... fear is always useless."
After he left, Charles closed his eyes, sighed, and whispered, "So, you never let yourself feel afraid, and you never let yourself experience other emotions no less. Not fear, not anger, not sadness, not love... naturally impeccable."
Charles gripped the arm of the chair tighter, the wrinkles on his skin shown that he was no longer young.
Charles thought of how over the years, he had always maintained a peaceful state of mind, wanting to peacefully resolve the issue of mutants.
But every time he felt boundless anger, wanted to break his own principles, it was because of Erik.
Not because he disagrees with him, but because of what he has suffered and what he has given for the mutants.
Charles took a deep breath and opened his eyes, looking out the window, at this moment, leaves were falling in droves outside the window, like a golden rain shower, with the wind swirling the leaves around. Charles knew, this was the calm before the storm.
A golden ginkgo leaf fell from the edge of the window, Nick Fury looked away, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sitting on either side of the long table were innocent agents like Coulson, Natasha, Hill, Mark, and Ward.
Nick's tone had never been this serious before, he said: "Today I received a message from the military, at 6 pm today, I will go to a secret base. For a secret meeting."
"The topic of the meeting is, to sign a secret agreement, and the content of this agreement is... how to eliminate mutants."
Natasha slightly opened her eyes, and said, "Are they crazy? There's a shortage of people everywhere in the Solar System construction plan, but they want to eliminate mutants?"
"It is precisely because there is a shortage of people everywhere in the Solar System construction plan that they must eliminate mutants, because they don't want mutants to occupy too many positions and have too much influence in this plan."
"If your house needs renovation, would you let a former tenant participate? Decide what the house should look like, what style of decor to use? Even letting them make decisions on adjusting the plumbing and wiring?"
Coulson said a bit anxiously, "But don't they have a new house in the Andromeda Galaxy? There's no need to…""
"But do you think mutants will willingly leave?" Nick looked at the tabletop as he spoke: "Those who organized the meeting don't think they will, and felt that ordinary people need to give them a hand."
"The Solar System construction plan is progressing fast, but there's still a long way for the human race to venture into the cosmos and obtain limitless resources. And while resources are still finite, the rich want to be richer, do you understand what I mean?"
Nick's hand tightened, his black skin even showed pale white knuckles, he said: "With the shadow of the Iron Curtain hanging over, they don't dare to exploit ordinary people blatantly, but eliminating and attacking mutants are things that all ordinary people enjoy seeing. As long as they set a precedent, all ordinary people in the world will cheer."
Nick pinched his fingers and said: "Shiller blocked their way of transferring internal pressure by provoking international conflicts. Thus forcing them to unite, but this does not mean, that internal pressure will disappear. We all know where the pressure comes from."
"They need to find another way to transfer these pressures, mutants are the best scapegoats."
"They have always done so, haven't they?" Hill said: "Those so-called Sentinel Robots, haven't they showed up several times? Our agents, have caught its tail many times, but alas..."
Nick Fury's eyes gradually grew colder, as if recalling something. The momentum radiated from his body reminded people that he is one of the behemoths from the grand era that survived and landed successfully amidst powerful currents.
The change in Nick's attitude led all eyes on him, then he said:
"When I was younger, I saw hope for humans to venture into space. But that hope was quickly dashed..."
"This time, it is the last chance, we have everything, timing, geographical and human conditions, therefore, we can only succeed, we cannot fail."
"I won't let them do this..." Nick lowered his head, closed his eyes and said: "Which means, they definitely won't succeed."
"Go, sound the alarm..." Nick's voice, distant as if traversing an entire era.
He looked at the world map on the seat across from him, the patterns on it were large yet appeared so small, he said:
"Get ready, perhaps, this is the last battle."