Professor Charles Xavier had rather gotten used to seeing an
astral form hanging just above his study's desk. Stephen Strange had
often communicated with him using that method, as well as
communicating with other telepath's that way. However, it was just a
bit of a shock seeing Kitty's astral form floating there.
"This is the first time I've tried projecting over this kind
of distance," Kitty said with a slight smile, "can you hear me?"
"Just fine," the Professor smiled.
"Just wanted to let you know that Illyanna and I may not be
able to get over to the school for a while," Kitty explained.
"Is there a problem?" Charles asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Dr. Strange had a problem he needed to deal with outside of
our dimension," Kitty shrugged, "and he's sort of left Illyanna and me
in charge."
There was a long moment of silence.
"What?" the Professor blinked. It took a moment for what she
said to fully register, "Are you certain that you're ready?"
"No," Kitty answered him frankly, "but the good doctor seems
to think so." She shrugged, "If Illyanna and I call the X-Men for
help, come running."
"I rather doubt you'll need to," Charles smiled at her gently,
"but we will be ready."
Kitty began to fade out, "Thanks, Prof. Could you pass it
along to Piotr that we won't be around for a bit..."
Back at the Sanctum Kitty winced, her face going bone pale.
"All right," Illyanna said to her firmly, "that's enough."
"I didn't get to finish," Kitty rubbed at her temples, trying
to ease the headache.
"You've only done this a few times," Illyanna gently reminded
her, "the sort of endurance the Doctor manages probably comes with
practice." She gently helped pull Kitty up from where she was
kneeling, "You want something to eat?"
Kitty's stomach growled loudly. "First thing that the Doc
taught us," she smiled at Illyanna wryly, "concervation of energy. We
use energy for magic, we have to replace it."
The two made their way into the spacious kitchen, and Illyana
felt the domestic spirit's unspoken but crystal clear question. "Two
bowls of chicken soup," she instructed it, "and three baloney
sandwiches, please."
The cupboards openned up, cans of chicken soup floating by
even as the fridge opened up. Bread slices flew, meat, and a saucepan
was placed above the flame. The soup was poured into the pan, and
three sandwiches were quickly assembled onto a plate.
"I never get over seeing that," Kitty murmured. She looked at
Illyanna curiously and asked, "Why three sandwiches?"
Illyanna shrugged, "One and a half each."
"Makes sense," Kitty agreed as the meal was dished up on the
little dining room table. They sat down to eat, quickly downing soup
and sandwiches both. Munching on the last of the food Kitty smiled at
Illyanna gently, "Thanks for taking such good care of me."
The beautiful blonde blushed slightly, looking down shyly.
"It's nothing, Pryde," Illyanna said to her softly in reply.
"Oh, no," Kitty reached out to gently put her hand on
Illyanna's, "it's certainly something."
The two young women gazed across the table at each other, a
bit of a blush touching their cheeks, when...
Sh-splow!
Both women jerked as a spell hit the sanctum's outer defences.
"Shit," Illyanna cursed, rising to her feet, "we'd better get to a
window, see what we're dealing with."
"Right," a bit of a blush still touched Kitty's cheeks. 'What
was I just about to do?' she wondered as they raced to the outer wall
of the stately building, feeling other spells harmlessly hitting the
outer shields.
"Well, well," Illyanna softly murmured when they finally got a
good look at their fearsome attacker, "isn't that lame."
The mystic, looking strangely like an Elvis impersonator with
his rhinestone studded suit, big hair and all was trying to breech the
outer gates without success. "C'mon out Dr, Strange," he yelled with a
clear southern accent, "an' face the wrath of the King of magic,
Spellvis!"
Kitty and Illyanna exchanged a glance, then broke up laughing.
"I can not believe this," Illyanna snickered, "you want me to
go out and handle this?" She summoned her Soulsword, silvery fire
dancing up the shining blade.
Kitty squinted at him, raising her perceptions to assess his
magic. "No can do," Kitty shook her head, "he's used his magic to
enhance himself, somehow. If you use the Soulsword on him, you might
just kill him."
"And that's bad because.. ?" Illyanna asked her as the evil
Elvis impersonator broke out into a bad rendition of 'Blue Suede
Shoes.'
Kitty winced at his off key singing. "Ok, it might be a
service to humanity to remove him from the genepool," she admitted,
"but that kind of thing is frowned upon in polite circles."
"He's drawing a crowd," Illyanna sighed.
Just outside, several of the predestrians had taken offence
with Spellvis' terribly bad signing. Fighting them off he gestured,
and turned a man into a toad.
"Unoriginal, too," Kitty said dangerously. She puffed out a
irritated breath, "Could you teleport us out there? I'll handle him."
"No problem," Illyanna summoned up a stepping disk, and they
were wisked outside.
"Hey, hands off the suit," Spellvis loudly complained as
another man struggled to try and silence the bad singing.
"We are not telling Doctor Strange anything about fighting
this lame- o when he gets back," Illyana muttered.
"You got that right," Kitty sighed. "Hey, you! Spellvis!"
"Love me, tender, luuve me true," Spellvis started to sing
before seeing the women. He leered as Kitty walked towards him, "Would
you like my autograph, missy?"
Pow!
Kitty punched him right in the head. Spellvis gazed at her in
honest shock for a moment, then his eyes rollup in his head as he fell
backwards out cold. "Oww," Kitty shook her hand, "Logan makes that
look so easy, too."
"He's got unbreakable bones, remember?' Illyanna said, adding
admiringly, "I didn't know you had it in you, Kitty."
"The leer inspired me," Kitty said dryly. She walked over to
where the toad was hopping about irritably, chanted a few words, and
it reverted to normal. Then Kitty held her hands over Spellvis and
spoke a few different words.
"You sealed off his magic," Illyanna said admiringly.
"I'm pretty sure someone in the neighborhood phoned in a noise
complaint," Kitty shrugged, "so we'll let the police handle him."
"Nice," Illyanna grinned.
The two of them walked into the sanctum together as Kitty
plaintively asked Illyanna, "So what's for dinner?"
"Kitty!"
To be continued...
Authors Note: Spellvis is not my creation, by the way. He first
appeared in stories by Fred Perry, the writer artist of Gold Digger
and Legacy.
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