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Chapter 6 - Chapter 5

- Are the walls made of Titanium? - this place was definitely not created for an ordinary laboratory, but rather as a bunker.

"Yes, this place can withstand even a nuclear strike," Xavier said confidently.

- So we hope for the best, but prepare for the worst? - it's good that Charles understands the seriousness of his words and he's thinking of backup steps that can save their lives.

- I'm just thinking critically. There should be hope for peace, but thoughts of war cannot be removed far away. Generations of people change so quickly that sometimes you don't have time to understand whether they consider us the worst enemies or, conversely, good friends.

"These are just extremes," I said. - There is armed neutrality, a comfortable relationship when each side gets something in return, but in our situation only fear is visible. I read about your adventures when you were still redirecting and destroying missiles. Mutants are a danger to human society first of all because of the inability to control you.

- Well said, and no matter how much I think about the opposite, all thoughts converge to the same thing. But I still believe that peace between us is possible, the main thing is to find a compromise...

"Or a common enemy," I finished for Charles, and he nodded in agreement. - And James, if I were you, I would take care of my skeleton, - the man stumbled for a second, comprehending my words, after which he turned to me with a small grin. He reminds me of someone...

- Because of what?

- Radiation. I can't tell which one it is at random, but I feel it calmly. I can't say for sure, but your skeleton... It has an outer shell that completely protects it. I have no idea what kind of metal it is or why it was implanted in you at all, and it's even more surprising that you didn't die during the entire operation - idiots spent such good metal on stupid human implantation experiments! What a perverted human brain has thought of such a thing... Squalor?

"What else do you feel?" Howlett said with a snort.

"There is a girl on the second floor who looks very much like you, I would even say that you are relatives in some generation," I said, concentrating for a second. Each person owns a shell of the soul, I call it an aura. In my eyes, they look different, I would say real. The aura cannot be deceived, it shows by color, it will show the true face of every person or living being. I have it completely gray and I have already got used to consider myself neutral.

- Take it easy, Logan, - Charles immediately reacted after hearing some growls from James. Precisely! Now I realized who he reminded me of! The beast. I feel strong animal instincts from him, perhaps that's why he feels some kind of danger from me. Intuition. "I'm sure Trig didn't mean any bad intentions by saying that.

"You asked me how I still feel, and I answered in turn," I shrugged my shoulders. - Aggression is out of place here, - taking out a cigar, he walked past me, not forgetting to try to push me with his shoulder, but I bent down slightly, I would suddenly hit him. With a grunt, he walked to the left, into an open room.

"Forgive him," Xavier said, smiling. - Everything related to that girl is hard for him to bear.

- An unpleasant topic, I understand, - nodding gratefully, he rolled down the corridor to the second door on the right.

- There is everything you need here, - the door that opened gave me a fairly good view of many of the equipment, some of which were crystal clear and as if they had just been bought. And they were all definitely expensive, there's literally everything I need here! - If you are going to work here, then you should meet some more teachers, but that will be later, they are busy with other things right now and they are not here.

"I agree," I said immediately, as soon as I had considered everything. - This is a good offer, and I myself am interested in teaching children. I also want to get real documents, because all these fakes won't help me much.

- It can be arranged. I have some things to finish in the next hour. And so that you don't waste time sitting in my office, go around the school and maybe get to know the students. You'll need to teach them soon, though," Charles said, and drove into the same room Logan had entered.

"I guess," I said to myself, turning back to the elevator. It's going to be hard, of course, I'm not used to dealing with ordinary people or teenagers. And you also need to somehow maintain relationships outside of school, because this school is like a boarding school, students also live here. However, as I have already learned, there are not too many students here, only three classes of twenty people each. More precisely, mutants. And I was told that there is a catastrophic shortage of teachers here, there are only three of them, along with Xavier. James Howlett and Emma Frost, whom I haven't met yet. But considering that James, or as Charles - Logan called him, is only a physical education teacher, and Charles himself teaches philosophy and history, it turns out that Emma teaches the rest of the subjects. Okay, we can deal with this later, but now the most difficult thing is to try to get to know someone from the students...

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- What do you say about him? Xavier asked, looking at James, who was wearing a protective suit and was already ready to go to the simulation for combat training.

"He scares me," Logan answered unexpectedly honestly. - Not by his appearance or words. You know that I have something of the beast in me, just like my brother? Charles nodded affirmatively. - I just feel danger from him, so high and overwhelming that it throws me into a cold sweat. And I used to trust my own intuition, and you know, I don't believe I'm saying this, but he's the last one I'd like to fight," the man finished, pulling on gloves.

"He's immune to telepathy. I tried to get into his head back then, in the cafe, but he brushed off my actions like a fly. "The Ancient One warned us that if he trusted us, we would get not only a strong ally, but also a good friend. He doesn't trust us, he checks us, just like we do. We're looking at each other. Only if we see danger, he sees only interest. It's like it's all just a big game.

"Do you think he's thought this far out?" Charles shook his head at Howlett's words.

- We don't know what powers and capabilities he has. I don't even know if he's human or someone else. Suo only made it clear that in the future we will fight together for the same cause. Even though she spoke with obvious disdain and irritation, as if he had appeared out of nowhere and changed everything at the last moment. I will not deny that this is all a big plan of the Ancient One, the power of time is merciless and sometimes you have to make difficult plans for your morale. I can't tell if Trig knows about these plans and that's why he just agreed to join us, or is it all just a coincidence?

- It's hard to think about it now, when we only have information with a little finger. It takes time for him to trust us, as we trust him. Then it will be much easier.

"You have to understand a lot before you can draw certain conclusions," Charles agreed with him. "And about Laura...

" Charles, don't," Logan said with a sigh. - I'll handle it myself. And also, advise Trig not to go to her room, I can still restrain myself not to attack because of the wild danger, but not her.

"Okay, Logan, I'll leave it to you. I hope you know what you're doing... Xavier said with a slight smile and drove out of the room.

"I hope so too," James said softly, activating the battle simulation.

***

"This is wrong," I said, looking at the girl's notebook, where there was a trigonometric equation. - This formula is needed here, you substitute it instead of the sine with the bracket pi multiplied by x and do the same with the cosine, - nevertheless, I am a teacher and I think I should help a person who is sitting on the couch in the living room alone, with the TV on and a notebook in hand. "Now shorten the same sinuses," she crossed out the wrong one. - No, not like that, look, - taking her by the hand, I pointed first to the first sine, and then to the second, the third was with a minus at the beginning. "And that leaves this minus sine equal to one second," I wrote down instead. - Now multiply by minus one, we need to remove the minus in the sine and it will go the other way, - I also continued the recording. - Now we find x, transfer the cosine along with the prefix ark and write in parentheses pi minus, minus one second, - I said, returning the pen to her, the girl repeated what I had said on paper. - Great, now in parentheses pi minus the arcsine is one second multiplied by 2pi K.

- And where did the minus go? - the girl pointed to minus one second.

- He's leaving, look at this formula, - I pointed to the sign of sines and cosines. - Sine one second will be pi divided by six, arc is just a prefix in this equation.

"Uh-huh..." she nodded.

- Substitute what I said for the sine of one second, yes, that's it. Pi minus pi divided by six will be five pi divided by six and multiplied by 2pi K. That's the answer, well done," I said, not daring to stroke the girl.

"Phew," she breathed, closing the notebook. - Thanks for the help! And... you're our new teacher, right? The girl turned to face me. The girl was pretty and had black and white hair, and gloves on her hands that completely hid her palms. And her clothes are kind of closed.

"Rumors spread fast," I allowed myself a small smile.

- Rather than rumors, but a professional habit in the form of training, - she chuckled in response. "I'm Anna-Maria, but everyone just calls me Anna," the girl introduced herself.

"Trig Zverev," I nodded back.

- I know, at first it's unusual here and this whole atmosphere is annoying, - noticing my confusion and a certain detachment, the girl said. - It's like you're in a place that shackles you and imposes certain rules. At first it seems that you have gone to prison, but it's kind of strange, everyone is happy to see you, everyone understands you, smiles in your face... but sometimes you notice different views... - apparently, the girl did not know who to talk to, but she did not dare to trust at least someone here and chose me as a new one. Did you think that all this is putting pressure on me too? It looks like it. But my confusion was different... I just don't understand how to communicate with teenagers. - Maybe I'm already used to it, but sometimes I want real freedom. Of course, we are not forbidden to leave the mansion, but we are not advised to do so. In the ordinary world, mutants are not very favored, and even more so with my ability...

- I take it you're not the only one with the same opinion? She said nothing, looking down and lowering her head. - Don't worry, I'll figure it out. I think I have enough strength to negotiate with Xavier about a different method of learning and living here," I said with a smile and raised my hand to stroke the girl.

- No! N-don't touch me! She suddenly jumped up from the couch and looked at me with slightly wild eyes. - I'm me... I'm going! - then she ran away.

- Yeah... I knew that I couldn't communicate with teenagers... - That was all I had to say. Okay, I think there will be more time to get to know each other. I'd better go to Charles's office...