Chapter 312: Foreboding Phoenix

Chapter 312: Foreboding Phoenix

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While Peter was knee deep in the controversial council meeting, MJ was off to school as usual.

"Do you have your lunch?" She asked Lily as they drive toward her school.

"Yeah, do you have yours?" Lily asks in return.

"Yup..." MJ muttered as she peeked over at Lily. "Moments like this are why it's so weird being a teen mom..."

After all, packing a school lunch for yourself and your child is an odd feeling, to say the least.

"Is it? I think it's cool..." Lily spoke her mind. "Having an old mom would be much worse."

"You think so?" MJ asks as her face blooms into a warm smile.

Truthfully, MJ loved being Lily's mother but always felt like she wasn't good enough since she's so young.

Though, that didn't seem to be a problem for Lily.

"Yeah." Lily nods resolutely.

She didn't know that her random inconsequential words may have helped her mother overcome a complex that was building up for a while now.

...

After having their heartwarming moment in the car, MJ dropped Lily off and rushed to her own school.

But as soon as she entered the building, her name was called over the loudspeaker.

"Michelle Jones. Please report to the main office... I repeat, Michelle Jones. Please report to the main office."

"?" MJ raised a questioning brow as everyone in the hall turned to look at her, wondering if she was in some sort of trouble.

...

Inside the principal's office, MJ sat across from an older woman in a professional blue suit.

"You aren't in trouble, MJ." The Principal clarifies.

"Then what's this about?" MJ asks.

"You're dating Peter Parker, right?" She asks.

And instantly, MJ knew what this was about.

"This is about him skipping school, isn't it?" MJ asks as the principal smiles awkwardly.

"Yes, Peter is very gifted. Our staff understands this and allows him a lot of freedoms, but he has to attend at least 30 more days of school if he wants to become a senior next year." The principal clearly states.

"You would hold him back even if he aces all of the tests?" MJ asks incredulously.

"Yes, but it's not my choice. We all know that Peter will pass any test given to him, but the state has ruled that a student must meet a certain requirement for attendance..." the Principal explains as she pushes over a sheet of paper. "And sadly, Peter has barely shown up to school at all this year."

On the paper was a calendar, marking each day that Peter attended school.

"I didn't think it was this bad..." MJ muttered as she eyed the almost empty calendar.

"But it can be fixed as long as Peter starts showing up for, at least, a month of school. After that, he's free to skip all he wants." The Principal shrugged uncaringly.

MJ felt odd about this whole situation.

After all, the leading figure of their school just gave Peter explicit permission to ditch school as much as he wanted.

...

Children played tag, hide and seek, and all sorts of made-up games under the sunny blue sky.

"Julia, what did I say about playing in the fountain?" The Professor admonished.

Standing in the large fountain at the center of his lawn was a little ten-year-old girl who was completely made of water, splashing around as if she were playing in a pool.

"S-Sorry, Professor..." She apologized dejectedly.

"Just don't let it happen again. The new pool will be finished in a few days. You can swim as much as you want then, okay?" Charles says as he walks off.

...

After maneuvering his way through the mansion, Charles finally arrived at his office, where a young red-headed teenage girl with green eyes was waiting for him.

She frowned in pain as she knit her brows together.

Not only did she look to be in pain, but the dark rings around her eyes indicated a lack of sleep as well.

[Insert picture of Jean Grey here]

"Professor, I still can't control it..." Jean says as she held her aching head. "I hear everything and it won't stop. I haven't been able to sleep at all either..."

"Let me see..." Charles says as he walks over and lays a hand on her head, Invading her mind.

With permission, of course.

This was a very regular thing for them.

Before Jean was even enrolled in the school, Charles recognized her limitless potential as an Omega-level mutant.

However, because most of Jean's power was tied to her unconscious mind, Charles decided to create a series of psychic barriers to isolate them from her conscious mind.

These barriers need to be constantly rebuilt, as the power that he locked away in her unconscious mind would somehow degrade them, leading to situations like this.

Whenever the barriers needed maintenance, Jean's telekinetic and telepathic powers would skyrocket, leaving her with zero control whatsoever.

The cause for her pain at the moment were the inner voices of everyone nearby, flooding her brain with mind-aching noise.

As the Professor delved into his most promising student's mind, he examined his barriers as always.

Though this time around he found something odd...

Behind the almost transparent barriers stood a huge flaming bird, staring down at him menacingly.

The fire that danced around its form seemed to be slowly but surely burning his carefully placed barriers.

The malice and heat that emanated from the trapped bird sent shivers down the Professor's spine.

'What is that?' He thought in fear.

Acting quickly before the barriers were fully destroyed, Charles rushed to erect new barriers and put extra care to make them much thicker than before.

And as the new barriers appeared, the flaming bird disappeared as if it was never there in the first place.

"Are you done, Professor? My headache is gone..." Jean's words broke Charles from his shocked stupor.

Ejecting himself from her mind, he put on a false smile as he watched her yawn tiredly.

"Yes, I'm finished. Why don't you take the day off and get some sleep?" He offers.

"Really? I don't have to go to class?" Jean tilts her head in question.

"No, I'll let your teachers know." Charles says as Jean nods and runs off to get some sleep.

"Thanks, Professor!" She yelled as she left the room.

And as soon as she was gone, the smile fell from her teacher's face, leaving nothing but worry and fear in its place.

'Maybe I should speak to Erik about this?'

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