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The first time Jason mesmerized Charles Xavier, it was a small thing.
He reached absently for a pen on the desk, and touched nothing. Startled, he noticed Jason under the window, looking up at his tutor with an enigmatic smile.
Xavier froze, deciding whether to reprimand the boy or compliment his technique. Before he could do either, the illusionist blinked his mismatched eyes and walked away.
Once he found his pen, Xavier chewed on it thoughtfully instead of continuing to work. Now he knew how it felt to have his mind invaded, and he didn't like the reversal one bit.
The End