Professor X, the Mutant World

Talent Youth Academy, second-floor teaching building. The air fell still, and the furniture trembled. The metal wheelchair rose uncontrollably from the floor and hovered low in the air. Professor X Charles frowned deeply, his eyes fixed on the black-haired young man standing directly before him. Powerful psychic energy filled every corner of the room. This power ignored defenses; even creatures with the strongest bodies would have their inner selves directly occupied by psychic force!