Darkness, the omnipresent darkness, rippled around like water waves.
Plum walked in the darkness in a daze. In front of her stood a little girl holding a teddy bear. When Plum saw her, her body began to tremble. Everything that happened in Bahrain was like an endless nightmare, dragging her into it again and again.
The little girl's face was blurred, but Plum knew it was her.
"Sister... will you kill me?" the little girl asked.
The little girl asked. Her voice did not sound like a child's. It was horrifying, low, hoarse, and distorted. It was like an invisible tentacle that was moving crazily in the dark mud. Mei no longer had the calmness that a Level-7 agent should have.
Amidst the wild laughter, she turned around and fled. However, no matter where she ran, the voice continued to follow behind her, calling her name and stopping her from escaping.
Plum was defeated in this battle of facing the deepest fear in her heart.
However, in the boundless darkness, a warm ray of light abruptly appeared in front of her. It was like a meteor that pierced through the dark sky, landing on the dark horizon with endless scorching heat, bringing the light into this world.
The white light seemed to open a door of light from where it landed. The light enveloped Plum, who was running away in a panic, and swallowed her. A sense of security emerged in Plum's heart.
The next moment, she opened her eyes amidst the warm feeling. A gentle voice sounded in her ears.
"Are you awake?"
Plum nodded subconsciously. The moment she regained consciousness, her instincts as a high-ranking agent made her jump out of bed. However, her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.
It was only now that she could see everything clearly. It was a quaint room. She could see an ancient fireplace, various decorations hanging on the wall, and an old man in a dark suit sitting in a silver-white wheelchair not far away.
His face was very unique. He had no hair or eyebrows. The lines on his face had softened over time, but when he was serious, he had a special temperament. That was the temperament of a big shot. When standing in front of him, even the most arrogant person would become respectful and submissive.
However, the most annoying thing was that no one could remember the features of his face. It was because of his eyes, which seemed to contain the entire starry sky and the world. They were so dazzling. When Agent Plum faced him, he could only see those eyes.
"Don't worry, child."
The old man placed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair. Without being pushed, the wheelchair automatically turned a corner and slowly stopped beside Agent Plum, who had just climbed up from the ground.
"I can feel that your heart is not at peace. If you have time, why don't you stay here for a few days? I'll have Jean perform a deep level of hypnosis on you. About two or three times, the crack in your heart will be completely healed."
Agent Plum was very polite in front of the kind old man. She took a step back and lowered her head to thank him. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Charles."
Yes, the kind old man in the wheelchair was the person Saber wanted to meet the most during this trip to New York. He was one of the bipolar mutants who founded the Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters, the Mind Manipulator, Mr. Charles Francis Xavier.
Professor Charles waved his hand in response to Plum's thanks. He placed his hands on his lap and said apologetically to Plum, "What happened in Bali wasn't something we wanted to see.
"None of us wanted to see what happened in Balin Island. To be honest, I'm responsible for it too. If I had discovered the hidden danger earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer like this. Mei, it's very painful to be entangled by the remnant will of a Psychic Manipulator. I hope you can consider my suggestion."
Professor Charles glanced at the agent with a cold expression and smiled gently.
"I know that for your profession, you instinctively refuse all actions that may reveal your memories and secrets, but I believe that Director Nick Fury will consider my suggestion. After all, for him, I believe that he will not be willing to lose an excellent subordinate like you … By the way, where is Coulson? I didn't sense his mental fluctuations in New York. "
Mei's expression was a little awkward when she heard this question. She shrugged.
"Sorry, Professor, this is a secret."
Professor Charles glanced at her but did not continue to ask. Plum knew very well that as long as the old man in front of her wanted to know something, her resistance in her heart would be meaningless. As long as Professor Charles released even a trace of his ability, her mind would collapse and she would take the initiative to tell him everything that was stored in her mind.
This is the natural enemy of almost all agents and secret organizations. The entire S.H.I.E.L.D., even Director Fury, would feel a little awkward when talking about Professor Charles. No one wants to have such a natural secret-teller around them, but on the other hand, the professor himself is a very trustworthy person. He abides by his own principles and will not abuse his power.
Especially when it came to this kind of thing, even if it was within reach, the professor would still choose to respect her opinion. This made Mei feel both worried and relieved.
But soon, Plum began to pay attention to another matter. She asked tentatively.
"Mr. Professor, Saber, he is?"
"He is also here."
Professor Charles nodded. His wheelchair turned lightly on the ground as if it was being pushed by an invisible ghost and moved out of the door. "But his situation is much more complicated than the problems you face. Come with me, Plum, you should see the situation of that poor child."
Agent Plum followed Professor Charles into the corridor of the Xavier Castle. This castle is older than the Wayne Family's castle. A long time ago, it was a private territory belonging to the Xavier Family. The professor contributed it as the first college for Mutants, and the professor's first batch of disciples has also become mentors in this college under his careful training.
For example, the black beauty who came head-on with a stack of documents. Her skin is light black, she is tall, has short silver-white hair, and a pair of beautiful eyes. She is wearing tight casual clothes and a coat. When she saw the professor, the woman held the documents in her hand in her arms and saluted Professor Charles slightly.
"Good morning, mentor."
Professor Charles also nodded with a smile on his face.
"Good morning, Ororo. You teach those children this morning. I have to take Agent Plum to deal with something."
Ororo agreed with a smile on her face, and then nodded to Agent Plum coldly. Obviously, she has no good feelings for these people who work in secret, and Plum also knows the existence of Ororo. In fact, the title of "Storm" has already had an exclusive file in SHIELD.
Ororo was the Lady of Storms, and this dark beauty's ability was to control the weather. As long as she was willing and given enough time, she could create disastrous weather conditions. A few years ago, she had even caused torrential rain to fall on several dry states at the request of the Congress.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Ororo is almost no different from the "Goddess". The most important thing is that when angry, the thunder and lightning Ororo brings down from the sky is exactly the same as the weapons used by the angry gods to punish mortals in myths and legends.
This is a dangerous existence. Fortunately, Professor Charles discovered her talent when she was a child and taught her to be a truly upright person, a harmless female teacher most of the time.
"Don't mind Ororo's coldness, May."
Professor X stretched out his hand and gently brushed it five meters away from the gate leading to the basement of the castle. The heavy metal gate in front of him quietly opened, revealing an underground facility built with silver-white metal. It was filled with a sci-fi vibe. In this world, only the mutants could create such a seamless underground facility. According to some rumors, this facility was personally created by the powerful mutant who could manipulate metal when Magneto and Professor X had not broken off their relationship.
May followed behind Professor Charles and walked into the passage. The two people talked about the California Mutant riot that had just been quelled. Soon, they arrived at their destination.
In a completely enclosed treatment room, May stood outside the thick glass and looked at the miserable human figure lying in the treatment room. It was Saber, his whole body was scorched black as if he had been struck by lightning from the sky.
"His survival was purely a lucky accident."
The professor leaned back in his wheelchair and supported his chin with his hands. He looked at Saber in the treatment room and whispered, "Saber Hawk, this is a very strange compatriot. His uniqueness comes from his ability. It is an ability that can be disguised. Even I was almost fooled."
"Hmm?"
May looked at the professor in confusion. She whispered, "Isn't Saber's ability Elementary Self-Healing? That's something that even he admitted himself. "
"No, Elementary Self-Healing is just a form of his ability that is reflected in the appearance."
A pleasant woman's voice sounded behind the two of them. Mei turned around and saw a beautiful woman with wine-red hair wearing a black dress, a gray windbreaker, and high heels. Her temperament was very similar to Mei's. They both belonged to the cold and indifferent type.
Her eyes were grayish-blue, which accentuated the cold aura around her. May also recognized her. She was Grey Jean, another disciple of Professor Charles. She was also a mind manipulator like him.
Jean nodded slightly at May. Then, she put her hands behind Professor Charles' wheelchair and pushed him toward the slowly opening door of the treatment room. She explained as she walked.
"We don't think Elementary Self-Healing can protect Saber Hawk from an explosion of that level and distance. He is not Viktor. In fact, Viktor would also be injured in such an explosion. From this point of view, Saber's ability is far more mysterious than we thought."
Professor Charles took over the conversation. When he stepped into the treatment room, he made a conclusion.
"This may be the most strange ability I have ever seen. But no matter what, Saber survived. This is a good thing."
He turned around with an irresistible smile on his kind face.
"Agent May, can you please help me bring Miss Catherine Kyle Hawk to the school? I think when Saber wakes up, he will be happy to see a child who cares about him at all times by his side. "
May was stunned for a moment. Then, she nodded, glanced at Saber lying on the bed, and turned to leave.
She knew that Professor Charles deliberately sent her away. Obviously, he did not want May to know too much about Saber's ability. But how should she put it? After knowing the cause of Saber's injury, May felt that she owed him a big favor. Logically speaking, she should not be so harsh on Saber.
She now only hoped that he could recover quickly. Otherwise, she would have to bear another debt that would be difficult to repay.
(Author's note: "Witchtopia." We ignite the tinder in order to illuminate the darkness. We step into the unknown in order to uncover the truth. This is a story about wizards, but it's different from other wizards' works. It's a beautiful new fantasy product, waiting for you to enjoy ~)
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