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Obsessive much? It cannot be that bad.

[You're young and still human. Therefore, what have you to complain about?]

Tellin' ya, it will go nowhere. Been there, done that--no, wait. I didn't I had a case that dealt with that. It involved a clown a jack in the box and fuck. Wait, I think I forgot the detail about the wife who cheated with the banker...

Hang on. I'm getting ahead of myself. Shit, here I am trying to cheer you up, and I just go off the fucking rails. Doesn't that just stuck? Perry's trying to cure me of it, but so far. Well, as you can see, no go.

Anyway. I'm talking too much. Again. What's going on? I got the time if you've got the story.

So stop thinking and do something about it.

Close to ten years of false imprisonment and psychological torture by my father, aided and abetted by his best friend. Top that off with kidnapping and brainwashing.

My life was pretty much destroyed by someone untouchable by the law, and I have to find some way to get a piece of my own back.

Funny thing to hear from you.

... Ouch.

[Way to really help there, Kozak. Seriously, wtf man.]

Well that was... brief. Any ideas on how you're gonna do that?

Why?

You've worked for the sonofabitch for longer than I've been alive.

Yeah, well. There are reasons why I can't just lay it aside.

I don't know. The truth is that for most of my life I've wanted him dead. But I'm supposed to give that up.

It's fun. [She smiled at that.]

People keep telling me that I should just let it go. But I remember every day of my time in that damned hospital.

Bet they kept you alll locked up. [She pouted.]

Locked up, drugged, for years. Nobody gave enough of a fuck to help me, not even the great Charles Xavier.

[Xavier regards her silently, for a moment; when she speaks, her voice is soft.]

Seeing them suffer, knowing they're gone - it doesn't always help. Sometimes...it simply leaves you feeling empty, and as lost as you ever were before.

Nobody rescued me. Nobody else cares. I have to avenge myself. I have to make it clear that it's not OK for them to do to me what they did. Everyone else will just let it slide, and tell me to stop whining if I appeal to them for help.

[gently, but firmly] I'm not telling you not to bring them to justice. They should answer for what they've done, and they shouldn't be allowed to do it again.

I'm merely saying that if it's vengeance that fuels you...it won't bring you peace, in the end.

The justice system can't handle superhumans. I could ask SHIELD, but if they say no I'm SOL.

The truth is that I'm thinking of leaving my world altogether. Nobody here cares about me, and I don't want to be in a world where the so called voice of mutant rights is a hypocrite who watched me go through Hell and did nothing.

Sometimes - leaving is the best you can do for yourself.

[Her brow furrows, though.] Although...if you can leave your world, would it be possible for another to enter yours?

Makes you wanna hurt them.

Yeah, I know someone from a Starfleet world. I thought about going to an alternate Earth too. It would be nice to not have to leave mutantkind behind, especially after all I have learned. But...

I don't know. As I understand it some of my counterparts have gone crazy and caused real damage. So wherever I go there has to be a lot of training involved. A lot of self discipline. And as little family drama as I can get away with.

Just my father. Xavier I'd rather humiliate publicly. Like hit him with a big public pain and suffering lawsuit.

Then take the seed money to Vegas.

[She laughed, showing a flash of her human teeth as she grinned.]

[She smiles, just slightly, knowing and sympathetic.] But it feels like giving up?

We all have the potential to do great harm, mutants especially. [If anything, there's admiration in her gaze.] I can't be the only one in the multiverse offering guidance.

If you can find someone else running a school, I think that may be a brilliant opportunity.

Yeah, well. Too many people depend on him for him to die, but...I have no problem fucking up his life and making sure I get something out of it.

I hope so. I can only try. Anyway, I don't think I have the experience yet to deal with my problems back home in a bloodless way.

What about your father?

I gotta find a way to take his powers. It's the only fate worse than death I could come up with for him.

"Bet we could do something together," she promised, leaning forward.

Of course not. It does put you at a relatively bad place to be, though. My advice? No one is invincible. Find his weak point, and go for it.

Got something in mind, Wil? Cause I swear to you, everything I come up with seems to fall short.

Too bad I can't just shut off his mutation.

"Bet I can think of something; if you catch him."

No problem there. I can disrupt his powers.

[She smiled, leaning forward.] Shall we?

Let's.

[An arm about her waist.]