Xavier grasped my hair and pulled me away from the stream bank. He stood beside me and stroked the whip, ready to hit me. My heart began pounding hard in my chest. I didn’t want to walk with crutches like Monica. She had become a completely different person. I growled and pressed my hands against the floor, trying to get up, when the warriors behind me held my legs in place.
"Please! Don’t hit me!" I shrieked.
"I have been put in a difficult situation; even if I want to save you, there is nothing I can do." Xavier said through telepathy.
"There is something you can do. When I was younger, my father used to say, you should at least try to do
something instead of doing nothing." I told him, trying to pull my legs out of the grips of the warriors, but their grasps were strong and Fox wasn
