Explanations Abound

"Come in" said Charles before I could knock. "How did it go?"

"She's free of influence now, sir, but we'll be having another session tomorrow and possibly more to work on her mental health. There's quite a lot Jean and I need to tell you."

"I'm impressed by your initiative Connor, what is it you have to say?"

"Well, Mystique and the Brotherhood are working with Magneto, who is Wanda's father." Jean said

"Mystique actually approached me, disguised as Rogue's mother, trying to get my help in controlling Wanda under the guise of helping someone mentally ill. Since I ended up refusing her suspicious request, they got another guy called Mastermind instead. His schtick is illusions an— Holy shit! He's the reason Mystique could fake having super speed! He was at the lab, and his illusions are the reason they escaped! *Ahem* Anyway, he brainwashed Wanda into serving the Brotherhood, even creating false memories which I've had to help her sort out."

"Oh.. I've made a terrible oversight. The only reason Mystique got close to you was a lack of identity verification on my part, as I put her in contact with Rogue. Please forgive my mistake, I will correct this in the future. This other news is indeed troubling, but not far from what we expected. Anything else?"

"Yes, actually. I figured out her powers. She can mentally tap into and manipulate magical energy to a variety of effects. Most notable as of now are probability manipulation and psionics; enabling telekinesis, energy bolts, hexes, and more. I predict her powers will only continue to grow with time and improved mental stability, and I'll be looking into it to see what exactly she's capable of." I explained

"Very intriguing, your analysis never disappoints, Connor. Thank you, is that all then?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"I'll trust you with Wanda's treatment due in part to your flawless record, and since she is most comfortable around you. You may go now."

Jean glanced at me with a knowing smirk as we walked down the hall. "So... How long until you turn Wanda into a devoted love **** like I am? Don't think I haven't seen the way you look at her."

"I'm not going to."

"Oh, so you're going the oblivious route like Rogue? Or maybe that animal magnetism like Kitty? Something else entirely?"

"No, I mean I'm not going to manipulate her at all. I only hypnotized Kitty because I thought it was the best decision I could make. Rogue was one thing, but this is completely different. Wanda is mentally unstable, I can't just take advantage of her like that."

"I guess you've got a point... Let me know if you change your mind." She said with an exaggerated pout. "You hungry? I'm thinking of making something to eat."

"Starving, what did you have in mind?"

The next day

I went to the library after gym class to skim some of the books on mental disorders. I can't afford to fuck this up. Unsure what exactly Wanda was suffering from, I decided PTSD was probably a safe bet, and sat down to do some reading. After maybe 30 minutes, I felt like I had a good enough grasp for at least a session or two of improvement. I went to Rogue's room and found her playing UNO with Wanda.

"Oh Uno, you gals mind if I join next round?" I asked

"'Course not Connor, have a seat." Rogue responded

After Wanda called uno, I started to feel bad, but not enough to show mercy. Rogue played a green six. My hand was a single red two accompanied by a draw four, which I played calling uno and declaring the color red. Rogue drew a card and I won the game immediately, as Wanda started to almost tear up.

"I was so close." She said, but she actually managed to compose herself again before she looked at me.

I guess a little bit of socializing has already done some good, especially since Rogue can relate to a feeling of isolation.

"Well maybe you'll win next time?" I offered

"I've actually gotta go help Bobby with his math homework, but y'all can keep playing without me." Rogue said

"Since that's the case, do you want to start your hypnotherapy after we're done?" I asked Wanda

"Yeah, th–that sounds good."

After we finished our game session and her therapy session, we went down for dinner. I took what had become my usual seat next to Jean, and Wanda sat next to me. Late as ever, Kitty frowned seeing her seat taken and walked through the table to sit across from me. I am not distracted by Wanda's soft, tender thighs, because that would be inappropriate. After our meal, I hit the gym. Logan's custom workout plan was taxing but didn't take up too much time, a good bit of cardio in the morning and weights in the evening, three days a week. Once I was done that, the real fatigue came with team training. We were joined by Bobby and Pietr, or Iceman and Colossus as they'd picked out, for a simulated battle against Magneto. Apparently controlling magnetism not only lets him manipulate metal, but create forcefields and light as well. Bobby and I got a truck dropped on us which hurt like hell, and the simulation ended. After reviewing our performance everyone went off to do whatever. I went to finish reading that hypnosis book I had, skimming it one last time to review the important bits like induction through voice.

If for some reason I can't get someone to look into my eyes, this might become useful. Being able to get someone in a light trance without my powers could come in very handy.

Once I finished, I returned the book and checked the mental health shelves again.

Until today I'd never even heard of Borderline Personality Disorder, but it doesn't surprise me the professor has a book about it. Being a telepath, and one who's trying to teach the next generation of young mutants at that, it's kind of a necessity that he understands all types of minds. I probably should too honestly, but I've got plenty of time for that.

I picked up the book I'd been reading on PTSD, as well as the one about BPD and Bipolar Disorder, and returned to my room to study.

I never thought being a superhero would involve this much studying...