X-Force: Beyond Omega

Ch: 56 [Telepathy training]

It was around late morning. I was sitting in one of the study rooms, waiting for Professor Xavier to arrive. Despite his duties as headmaster and the ongoing events, he agreed to help me push my telepathy further boosted with the Phoenix Force.

The Professor walked in, his strides steady and confident. His sharp blue eyes carried a glimmer of amusement as he noticed my raised brows.

"You look surprised, Aron," he remarked, settling into a chair opposite me.

"Well, you are doing better than I expected," I replied, leaning back in my chair. "Speaking of which, I thought you'd be busy with the announcement and all the paperwork."

A small smile played on his lips. "Let's just say I have a capable team to handle it. Besides, how could I refuse someone who brought me back to my feet?"

If I were to guess, Hank and Blink are probably grumbling about being buried under his deskwork right now. I smirked, but I kept that thought to myself.

"Alright, Professor. Let's get started," I said, sitting up. "I've been working on expanding my telepathic range and precision. With the Phoenix Force enhancing me, I feel like there's so much untapped potential, but I want to learn how to control it better."

Xavier nodded thoughtfully, his fingers steepled. "Telepathy, especially when augmented by something as volatile as the Phoenix Force, is both a gift and a great responsibility. Recklessness could lead to catastrophic consequences. Let's begin by testing the limits of your current abilities. We'll start simple. Let's start from the basics..."

He gestured for me to focus. "Reach out to my mind, Aron. I will not resist.

The implications of what I saw hit me like a freight train. Aliens? A spaceship? Fury's thoughts raced with possibilities: Was it hostile? Was it observing us? Or worse, was it preparing for something?

But there was more. My focus shifted to a heated argument between Fury and another presence in the room—Bolivar Trask.

Yup! Trask, that bastard...

Fury's frustration burned through his thoughts. He wanted coexistence, pushing for ways to protect both mutants and humans. But Trask was relentless, advocating for the eradication of mutants entirely. His mind was filled with cold calculations, his thoughts laced with hatred and fear. I caught glimpses of Sentinel prototypes, schematics designed to target mutants with terrifying efficiency.

'Trask is a problem,' Fury's mind echoed. 'But cutting him loose isn't an option. Not yet. The Council's backing him. Sigh! General Ross is swaying the government and now this.'

That bastard. I should just kill Trask. I wanted to rip Trask's mind apart and show him what it felt like to be hunted. Wait! What about endless nightmares or should I turn him into a maniac? But before I could delve further, a sharp pain sliced through my head.

"Ah—!" I gasped, clutching my temples.

The connection snapped violently, like a door slammed shut in my face. My vision blurred as a blinding headache consumed me. And then, everything went black.

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