Alright, game time.

  My target was Emma Frost. There's a possibility that she might have sensed me using telepathy. Even if she didn't, she'd sense me soon enough. And if she did, she might escape or try to use her mind trol power to get information out of me. Only time will tell.

  I straightened my suit, took a breath, and reached out with my telepathy to make the guards see me as just another VIP. As I approached, the guard nodded, "Evening, sir," then punched a code on the panel o the door. It opened, revealing aor waiting to take me down to the club's hidden floors.

  I stepped in.

  The doors slid shut. The elevator desded smoothly.

  The elevator doors opened, revealing a dimly lit, sprawling basement floor with a suffog atmosphere. Then there was this weird sweet st in the air. The music was muted here, just a steady, almost hypnotic beat pulsing through the room.

  Alright, super speed time... I used my speed. Everything around me seemed to stand still.

  As I moved through the rooms, I saw the people trapped in Emma's illusions, each absorbed in their private fantasy htmare, oblivious to everything around them. Some lounged back with idiotic grins, their eyes gssy as they reached for things that weren't there. Others were in various states of undress, slumped or draped over furniture as though drunk, some whispering to invisible lovers hing like maniacs at jokes only they could hear. They were entirely ed by what they thought was real, and that sweet, cloying st hanging in the air kept them entranced.

  I stopped briefly in one of the rooms to observe. There was a woman hugging ay space, murmuring sweet nothings to thin air, as though she eaking to a loved one. In another er, two men were fist-fighting each other, each vihey were mortal enemies, fueled by the false memories Emma had impnted iheir movements were sluggish, ridiculous even, as they filed and shouted nonsense.

  What a joke, I thought, moving on. It was like watg animals in a zoo.

  Then there were the booths. From the outside, they appeared like simple gss enclosures, but inside, Emma had ced them with such potent telepathic illusions that the octs were pletely oblivious to their surroundings. Some VIPs inside were giggling, thinking they were in paradise with a harem of perfect partners, others indulging is that did. I saw through Emma's tricks as if they were transparent, but to those ihe illusions were as vivid as their memories.

  Each halluatiohe person firmly in pce. And this wasn't just Emma's telepathy alohat sweet, halluogen-ced st enhanced everything, amplifying her powers and creating an enviro where the lines betweey and illusion blurred beyond repair. It was brilliant—an insidious web that fed her every sadistic whim.

  I'm lucky mind trol doesn't work on me.

  Finally, after searg through ten sus, I finally found a room that looked suspicious because there was a telepathy barrier around it. No mind trol shit will work in there other than the one in charge. Iing way to create a barrier. I phased through the door and saw the bloy herself lying on a sofa, watg the live footage on the multiple ss fixed on the wall.

  Her white dress barely covered her body. The way it hugged her form, I knew she'd worn it to emphasize her curves, showing off her long, slender legs. That well-toummy and generous cleavage left little to the imagination. It was hard not to notice. But even more noticeable than that were her pierg blue eyes that seemed to cut right through me.

  I have to admit, the id movies don't do her justice.

  Emma Frost in the flesh was stunning.

  I pced a hand just above her forehead, letting my own telepathy mesh with hers while I siphoned off her power with ease. Emma's abilities were intricate, but with my experie was like untying a set of threads, each leading me deeper into her unique skillset. There was resistance, her mind shielded some memories, especially personal ones... Wait! Is that Chat? There was only her face, and Emma was looking for her. Everythied to her other than that was locked up.

  I could feel her sadness around Chat's memory bubble.

  Luckily for me, I was able to get access to her training sessions.

  As I absorbed the knowledge, a smirk pyed on my lips. I reached for the small, ortle oable beside her. The same cloying st that wafted through the rooms below was in here, trated—a halluogen desigo amplify and iwine her victims' experiences. I lifted the bottle, unc it and swirling it in front of her face, the thick, sweet mist curling from the vial and c her.

  Dang! It's so fun to mess with things when you have super speed. No one will notiything. And the limit of how long I hold on to this speed was... Fuck! I felt dizzy and I felt as my my muscles were burning up. I must be reag my limits. But Logan's healing factor kicked in and healed me immediately.

  I went to the opposite side and sat on the chair, releasing my speed.

  Emma jumped up in shock, seeing an outsider sitting opposite hers. She threw a telekiic bst at me. I instantly raised a barrier around me and as soon as the bst crashed, I absorbed the kiiergy. So, there was just a wisp in the air, nothing more. Shaw's mutation is kinda nice. And I hought she had mastered telekinesis to this level. It must be hidden in one of those blocked memories. Iing...

  Telekinesis, huh?

  Emma grabbed her head as the st began to show its magic. She stumbled but refused to fall to her knees.

  "Wow! Easy now," I said with a smirk.

  "What the fuck are you?!" Emma hissed.

  "Aron," I said simply.

  Emma's face twisted in anger. "You think yoing to get away with this?" She tried to give me one of those dangerous pain is through telepathy, but sadly for her, its useless against me. "Damn you!" She cursed after failing.

  "What? Couldn't get in here?" I griapping the side of my head. "Sorry, your tricks won't work on me."

  She tried to use her telepathy to shut off my seo make me blind and deaf. It's not w.

  I grinned, "Sorry, still not w. Try harder. I'm sure you have some better tricks in that pretty head of yours. I'm looking forward to them. Show me what you got."

  Emma ched her teeth in frustration. "You think this is a joke?"

  "Not a joke. Just a challenge," I said calmly.

  "What the fuck do you want?" Emma gred at me, her blue eyes burning with hate.

  "I want to help you bee the big boss of this pce. You see, I came here after killing Shaw and around fifty of his team, maybe more, I didn't keep t. So, here's the deal. You help me find my inal body from which I'm ed," I said as I transformed into my real form. "And I'll eliminate all the heads who are trolling you and even kill Kingpin. With him gooo, it would be like a walk in the park for you to take over the entire power that rules New York and more. So, what do you say?"

  "You are bluffing. A e with killer nanites in his body could never kill Shaw. What was your power? Super Speed and telepathy proof? Is that how you entered here?" Emma asked incredulously.

  "Why don't you give him a call and see for yourself? Oh, and you should stop ag like that drug is affeg you. You already cleared your mind as soon as you saw me. So, there's no way some halluating agent would work on an Omega-level telepath mutant like you," I said calmly, leaning ba the chair, and putting my feet oable.

  Emma smirked as she stretched her arms, the ba the sofa with her legs crossed and she was wearing a white panty. She then pulled her phone over from the table with telekinesis and dialed a number but no one picked up. Then she dialed another number and her cool and calm face flinched for a flicker sed.

  She was good alright. She knows how to mask her expression, but I still see through it. She then looked at me, "So you're telling the truth?"

  "I won't lie. It would be a waste of time for both of us."

  She leaned fiving me a nice view of her cleavage. "What makes you think I'd just join hands with you after you killed my boss and half of my people?"

  "Simple," I said, leaning forward to meet her gaze. "Because I help you achieve what you've been trying to do all these years. I help you find her."

  "Her?"

  "Aren't you looking for Chat?"

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