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Traveller's
Story "What do you think Hank? You think that the Professor is really back from the dead?" Scott said, looking at the X-Men known as Beast through his red protective glasses. They were in a crowded New York subway, awaiting their ride back to the mansion. As they stood there, they received a few glances, a few crud remarks about mutants in the subway, but they had grown accustomed to the reaction of normal humans toward them. "Well Scott, nobody knows what exactly happens after death. A few scientists think death is more of a state of mind, then anything else. They believe that the mind starts to believe it is dying and thus the body shuts down completely. If these theories are true, then taking in to consideration the Professors great mental capability, there is a great possibility that he "rose from the dead" so to say," Hank said, pushing his glasses back up on his nose. "Train 184 now pulling in," an electronic voice sounded through the subway. "Well, I believe that is us," Hank said picking up his briefcase, "Scott, are you awake in there?" He waved a furry blue hand in front of his friends face. "Yeah Hank," he said picking up his carry on bag, "Just wondering how safe Jean is there at the mansion with just the professor, or the supposed professor." "Jean can handle herself and I'm sure with her mental power she has already tapped into the professors memories to find out its really him," Hank said putting a comforting hand on Scott's shoulder. "I hope your right," he said handing the lady his token and boarding the subway car. |