Chapter 3
"You are not asking how Sinister captured them or why he did it" Scott told the professor as they talked about the new person in the mansion as they walked toward the rooms.
"It didn't seem like the right time. They'll tell us when they're comfortable," Xavier replied as they walked away. "Rest, Scott."
A little later, in the hallways, Cyclops ran into Logan. It seemed like Logan was going to ignore him and simply walk past him, but Scott stopped him.
"Wolverine, can I talk to you for a moment?"
"Sure, I just dropped the kid off in the bathroom" Logan said, looking back the way he'd come from.
"I actually wanted to talk to you about them. You've been... nice to Morph."
It's not that Cyclops thinks Wolverine is a bad person, but everyone knows he gets angry easily and Sometimes he is aggressive And considering Morph was taken by Sinister and looked very scared, maybe it would be better if someone else on the team took care of them.
Logan grimaced angrily. "Do you think I'm not capable of being nice to people, Cyclops?"
"I wouldn't say being empathetic and kind are your strong suits."
"I'll be very nice to them, you'll see" Logan said angrily as he left.
"But don't do it just to prove me wrong!"
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Despite being in a comfortable bed, Morph couldn't sleep. It was strange. They still felt nervous, anxious, as if at any moment something sinister would appear at the door looking for them. They tossed and turned for a while. Their chest, ribs, and back hurt. At least before, they had a reason to feel insecure. Now, it seemed like there wasn't one. Maybe if they fell asleep, when they woke up, they'd go back to the Sinister Lair
They didn't realize when, but at some point during the night, they fell asleep, probably from exhaustion. After a couple of hours, they woke up with their heart racing. It took them a moment to realize where they were... so it hadn't been a dream.
The pressure in their chest continued, and they gripped the sheets tightly. They was free now. They should be happy, they should be happier and more excited than they'd ever been in their entire life. Why wasn't they happy?
They ran their hands through their hair and took a few deep breaths.
When Logan came out of his room that morning, Morph was sitting on the floor, leaning against the front wall, staring at the floor, fiddling with the zipper on the hoodie that Gambit had passed them.
"What are you doing there?" Logan said as he closed his bedroom door.
"Oh, I was waiting for you. I wanted to know what time we were going to eat, and I don't remember how to get to the kitchen" Morph said, standing up.
"You can get things from the kitchen whenever you want" Logan said. He gestured for her to follow him. "Come on, let's go have breakfast."
Morph remained silent as they walked, and after a moment, they asked, "Could you tell me the date?"
"The date?"
Morph nodded. "I don't know what day it is, I don't know how long I was... is it still 1991?”
“No, it's 1993.” Logan didn't want to sound insensitive, but there was no sweet way to answer that question. The answer itself was the same, and he doubted Morph's feelings would be any different.
“Oh… thanks,” Morph replied. “I figured it had been a while, but I lost count after a while, so…”
They had been with Sinister for three years. Logan didn't need to confirm that. He was silent for a moment as they continued walking.
“Do you want us to call someone? Family or friends?” When Wolverine asked that, Morph stopped, staring into space, silent. They must be thinking.
"No" they said almost in a whisper, shaking their head slowly.
Logan nodded, and neither of them said anything until they reached the kitchen.
"What do you want for breakfast? I was thinking about making some eggs and..." Logan opened the refrigerator to get things out when he heard a noise. He turned around and saw Morph holding a box of colorful cereal.
"Oh, that's Jubilee You haven't met her yet. She was with her parents yesterday. I'm sure she won't mind if you eat her cereal. She's not the one who buys it anyway." Logan took out a carton of milk and passed it to Morph.
The shapeshifter sat down at the table, putting the cereal and milk in a bowl while Logan made his breakfast.
"Are you and the others... I mean the other X-Men, friends?" Morph moved the spoon around in the bowl without eating.
Sinister's attendants seemed to be friendly with each other, though Morph didn't understand why anyone would follow Sinister voluntarily.
"Yeah, kind of" Logan replied, stirring his eggs.
"They seem like good people" they said before bringing the spoon to their mouth. "Oh my god."
"What? What's wrong?" Logan quickly turned to look at Morph.
"This cereal is really good!" Morph said before continuing to eat.
Logan just smiled and went back to finishing his breakfast.