Marvel: Mr. President

Chapter 77: Fighting Sage

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At the hospital, the girl who met with the accident was found to have just been in trauma because she was already healed by Moony's saliva. Yes, she had lost some blood and it was given to her.

But the bigger problem was for the other girl. Doctors quickly did an MRI after they heard what Hector saw, but they found nothing wrong with her. Hector talked to her, she seemed to have been hit by mental trauma and was constantly acting scared.

"What happened, little one? What's your name?" he asked her.

She looked up at his face, for some reason acting surprised, "I-I am Jean Grey,"

In a second, Hector realised everything that happened as he remembered things. Poor girl, the stress awakened her mutant telepathic powers which empathically linked her to her dying friend. Hector had died once and knew how traumatic it could be for someone living to experience that.

She kept staring at him. He knew why, "You are wondering why you can't hear my thoughts, like all others?"

She nodded her head. He sat down beside her, the patient's bed made a creaking noise as if it would fall apart any moment, "Well, little Jean. You are special, you are gifted. Have you ever heard the word "Mutant?" he asked.

Jean looked around herself and whispered, "Mom says they are people like us. Dad said they are different."

"Logan, can you come here and show it to her," he called.

Logan quickly drew his claws and showed it, "I'm a mutant, this old man calls us gifted,"

"What's going on in Logan's head? Can you tell me?" Hector asked her.

Jean had no control over her powers right now. She could not read Moony or Hector's heads because they were higher beings, but Logan was a mortal. She repeated what she heard, "I want to smoke, I want to pat Moony. I want to smoke, I want to pat Moony... he's thinking that constantly."

"Pfft... ahahaha... Logan, you are one abnormal guy. Now go and make sure nobody enters without informing. I need to discuss something with this pretty little maiden. And Moony, come here, let her play with your fluff." He ordered.

Moony happily put his head on Jean's lap cutely. She giggled. Anytime she was focusing on Hector or Moony, she didn't feel the words of people around rushing into her head.

"Jean, you too are a mutant, as I say, a gifted one. Your powers are related to the mind and have no limit. You can become the strongest person in the world if you get training. You must get training for the noise in your head to go too. Right now, the power controls you, you need to control it instead." He revealed to her.

The girl was just 9 years old, there was no way she could completely understand his words, but at least she'd know what was wrong with her now. She would have answers.

~I can't really just take her away from her parents. Let's see how they react to this information,~ He thought. But one thing was clear, the girl needed help, and without it, she'd be a danger to herself and those around her. The trauma she had faced was not something to be taken lightly.

"MY BABYYY!"

~Here they come,~ he moved away, letting the parents come over.

The parents of the two girls came crying. But surprisingly, the one who was hit by a car was in better shape than the other.

When they found out it was the President who saved the girls, they nearly forgot what they even came here for.

He made sure that only Jean and her Parents were left later on so he could talk. The doctor had told them all about what happened and her seizures

"Mr and Mrs Grey, take a seat. I have something to talk about regarding your daughter." He interrupted them once the Doctor left. Logan again stood guard outside. He, meanwhile, told Moony to take Jean to the side and play with her.

"Listen to me carefully, your daughter has the X-gene. This means she has mutant powers. She just awoke them. Her powers seem to be vast empathic and telepathic abilities. She emphatically connected with her friend who was dying on the road. If I had not come in time, Jean would have been mentally broken.

"Her powers cannot be measured yet, but she's not in control of them. She can read people's minds without even wanting to. So, if you are going to keep her with you, you will face too many problems. Do you have more kids?" He asked them.

Elaine Grey, Jean's mother, nodded, fear and panic clear in her eyes, "Yes, Mr President, I have 4 other kids, Jean is the youngest."

"Do you love her? The better question is, will you still love her now that she's gifted? To tell you the truth, X-gene is inside the body of nearly every human, but only a few of them can activate it in their lifetime. So, she's not strange, she's normal." Hector said. He didn't want her parents to hate her after all.

The two glanced at their daughter, playing with Moony, giggling.

"Can't she live with us?" Elaine Grey asked.

"She can, but that will be a danger to you and herself. You need to understand that she is not in control of her powers. For example, if you were to send her to the school, she will involuntarily hear the voice of everyone around her, it will make her go crazy. If you try to teach her, she will know all your thoughts. Not to mention, her abilities are telepathic, meaning she can even destroy things just with a thought. And let me tell you, with her ability to read minds, it will make her angry a lot of the time," He honestly revealed to them all the problems that can arise.

The last thing he wanted was for Jean to end up mistakenly killing her parents. But he appreciated that he could have this conversation. The general public trusted Hector as if he were their grandpa.

"What should we do now, sir?" John Grey, her father, asked.

"I will train her. There is a special school run by me for kids that are gifted like her. She will learn to control her powers and also get regular education. All under the umbrella of my protection. Besides, you will be able to visit her as the school is near Washington, D.C.," he suggested.

The two parents looked at each other's faces, "Is... the government fine with this?"

"Hah, of course, because I am fine. You might not know, but the gifted ones have contributed to our society a lot. They helped us in winning the world war, even the recent Vietnam war's hero, the one whom I gave a medal, Charles Xavier, he has similar mind-reading powers as Jean. They are as much an American to me as you two. They are as much of children to me as you two.

"One day, I will bring reforms similar to the Civil Rights, but for the gifted ones. Until then, I will do everything to protect those like little Jean here." He assured them, not to mention his words implied how much he cared for people.

"Can we talk alone?" They asked.

"Sure, I will go and play with Jean," Hector left them.

The two first tried to find a solution that does not involve leaving their daughter. But soon enough they realised clearly that their daughter was not normal. And kids are naturally mean, if she went to a normal school, she will hear mean thoughts. Heck, her own siblings might think mean things about her.

Hearing Jean's happy giggles and the prospect that it will be all lost was saddening. She was the youngest and the most cherished. Hector, too, sat beside her and showed her a few coin tricks. Because she could not hear his thoughts, she was always taken aback.

But just then, Jean heard the surface thoughts of her parents. Her face turned sad and she ran to her father, "Dad, mom... are you going to leave me?"

"Be honest," Hector voiced, since it was pointless to lie.

"Honey, we're not leaving you. You heard our thoughts, right? You need to control your powers, and that grandpa over there is the Grandpa of the entire country. He knows how to help you control it. You need to quickly learn everything. You will also go to school where specially gifted kids like you live and make a lot of friends." her father told her. Then her mother hugged.

"We will come to meet you every Sunday as the school will be close by." She said.

Hector made the deal juicier, "Oh, Moony is also a teacher. The boy is jobless since his last gig in Vietnam,"

Excitedly wagging his tail, he faced his old man, and asked in barks, ~Dad, really? Can I be a teacher?~

"You can be the best teacher ever," Hector ruffled his furry head.

Jean looked at this interaction. She already fell in love with the kind giant dog. She giggled, "Yes, he's the best teacher,"

At that, both Hector and Moony stared at her. "Jean, can you understand Moony?"

"Yes, all his barks are followed by silent words." She replied.

~Oh, yes. Moony and I talk using the mental ability, and she should be able to read it when it's under transmission. Or maybe it's just something else.~

"Haha, good, we will finally have someone else Moony can talk with."

"Woof" ~Wanna be my student, human pup?~ Moony directly asked her.

Jean didn't cry anymore. She looked at her parents, already knowing what they were saying.

~Go, sweety, it's good for you,~

~Learn to control the power and we will go on a big holiday then,~

"I LOVE YOU!" She hugged her mom and dad tightly. Then walked to Moony, "I will be your student, Professor Moony."

*PAT*

Moony was too tall and easily put one paw on her head. He barked, ~Good girl,~

Hector laughed loudly, how the roles had been revered here. The times coming were surely going to be fun. He walked over to the two parents and handed them the card of the school. "Here is the address of the school. Washington-Xavier School for gifted children,"

After that, he extended one finger towards her. Jean grabbed it and walked along. On her other side was Moony. She felt like the safest girl in the world at that moment.

Once in the car, Hector decided to abort the campaign, "White House. Jean, can you tell me what he's thinking now?"

Jean just glanced at Logan, "Still the same... wait... he wants to smash the car's window,"

"Grr... I hate you already," Dissatisfied, Logan growled.

But Jean chuckled, "Hehe, no, you thought "Oh, poor child." and forgave me."

Logan sighed, "Mr President, permission to kill myself temporarily,"

"Permission denied. If you die, who will drive?"

"I CAN DRIVE!" Roosevelt was still in the seat beside Logan.

Hector, Moony and Logan looked at his legs and just shook their heads. This triggered him, "To hell with you three. I've learnt to drive with my limited capability."

Logan stepped on the accelerator, "Yeah yeah... limited capabilities. Jean, tell me what this man's thinking."

"Oh... he... he's saying bad words to you." She replied.

*BONK* Moony tapped his paw on Roosevelt's head, "Woof woof."

Hector translated, "Don't teach bad things to my first student, you female dog."

"Did he just call me a bitch, but in a civilised way?" Roosevelt wondered loudly. But none helped.

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The same day, Hector allowed Jean to stay with Moony the whole time. He had called Xavier to report at his office in the meantime.

While she slept using Moony as a pillow, he did his work. Some movie director wanted to meet him for a role. Hector didn't have many things to do now so he liked acting from time to time.

Soon enough, the man entered, looking somewhat familiar. Hector could not pinpoint it, "What's the role and movie?"

The man nervously tried to shake his hand but got nothing in return. He just took a seat, "I love you, Mr President. You are my role model. And I want to give you a role in my new movie, the role of a highly powerful fighting sage. Since you have so much experience, doing action will be a breeze." He noticed the annoyed face so he got to the point, "T-the name of the role is Obi-Wan Kenobi and the movie is called Star Wars, A New Hope."

[A/N: Get ready for a giant buffed Obi-Wan.]

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