Okay, so I was bored and had an idea for a new story, tell me what you guys think. Let me know if I should continue or take it down.
I do not own the X-men, but I do own Nina Jackson as well as the story line and the douche bag that is Lucas Haul. Hope you enjoy, onward to the story!
Nina Jackson limped along the dark and damp alley way, trying hard to get as far away as possible from her so called home. Nina whimpered pathetically as she slipped and landed shoulder first into the stone wall she had been moving along.
Suddenly Charles Xavier's head snapped up and throbbed in pain. Jean Grey went to her mentor's side immediately; worry clear on her soft features. Ororo stood behind Jean her face stoic but worry could be seen in her eyes as she looked on at her mentor.
"Professor? Are you alright?" Jean whispered concern lacing her tone. Charles said nothing as images of blood, hate and anger flashed through his head. A girl, alone and injured on a streets alley way. She had been beaten badly from someone she once trusted. Charles winced away from the image of the girls cries of pain as she took the daily beatings and never raised a hand in defense.
The poor girl didn't dare fight back. Charles had seen enough and tried his best to tune out the image as soon as he had the location of the girl. He looked up to Jean and Ororo or Storm as she was normally called at his institute, pain in his eyes.
"Prep the X-jet, and head to the Twin Cities, in Minnesota. Quickly, winter is approaching soon and a mutant girl is all alone out there. Go and I shall tell you further directions later, just move quickly. Please." Charles said in a rushed, strained tone as he moved as swiftly as possible in his wheel chair to Cerebro to further locate the girl he had seen only moments ago.
Jean paused for a moment then frowned and looked at Storm, who shared her worried and confused look. Storm shook away her worries "Come on, we need to move. It's going to be cold tonight and no one should be out there alone." She said softly as she moved quickly out the door, Jean trailing behind her still frowning softly.
Nina's breath came to her in sharp, quick, painful gasps as she found it harder and harder to stay awake with her head pounding and her vision swimming. Nina groaned in pain as she shifted slightly against the brick wall. Her body cried out in defiance as she moved to stand. She needed to get away, farther then she already was, if not he would find her again. Just like the last time she had run away from him, and the beatings were always worse with each attempt she made.
A dark part inside of Nina growled and snarled at the face of the man that appeared in her mind. The same man that had taken her into his home only to abuse and hurt her. A part of her wanted to take what power she had and use it to make him scream as he had done to her countless times. Nina closed her eyes as her sides, chest, left shoulder and neck pulsated with pain. She couldn't take the pain much longer and she knew it, she knew she had to move now before it was too late and she passed out.
Nina rose to her feet slowly, trying not to move her broken ribs, and shoulder too much as she hobbled away from her spot on the ground, not giving up on her attempt to get away from the man she knew was coming for her.
Nina remembered the day she was sent to the man who went by the name of Lucas Haul. Lucas was a single man with a good record as far as the government knew, so when he took in Nina from the foster home she had been staying at, she was thrilled to have a new home. Soon all her joy turned to horror when she arrived at Lucas's home the fallowing week. He had attempted to sexually abuse her but she used her "gifts" on him by screaming and amplifying it and ran away from him only to hide in the bathroom. Lucas had been surprised by her actions but that only seemed to enrage him when she was able to put him down so easily. That night Lucas broke down his own bathroom door with bleeding ears and beat Nina into unconsciousness, calling her a freak, pathetic bitch, and anything else he could think of. The next morning Nina woke up in her bed in different cloths and looked up to see Lucas watching her, a sadistic grin on his dark, frightening face. He told her that he hadn't touched her and that he would never dare be inside a freak like her and that no one would ever love her.
Being an orphan and all alone in the world she believed every word Lucas had said, then later in the week tried to run from him. The result was the same every time; he would catch her and beat her. Every time was worse than the last.
It was now over a year and the last time she had run away he warned her that the next time he would kill her and part of Nina craved for him to end her sad life just as she was tempted to so many times. But Nina was stronger than that and she refused to let him win and give up on her dreams of being free of a life of fear and hurt. So Nina ran away, this one last time, when Lucas beat her again because he was in a drunken stupor and like the first time he had done it, her she screamed and put him on the ground in pain as his ear drums thrummed from the amplified sound Nina had created.
Part of Nina had smiled at the sight of Lucas on the ground and wanted to keep hurting him and eventually kill him, but Nina refused to go to his level and kill a human, as much as he deserved it.
Nina blinked away her reverie of the past year and how she had come to limp down the alley coming close to the street. Suddenly Nina's knees gave out and she tumbled to the ground and fell in a heap next to the wall as she groaned in pain and shifted trying to stand or at least get more comfortable if this was where she would pass out until Lucas found her.
Nina whimpered at the thought of what would happen to her know. Would she live through the night or die in the next hour or so if Lucas found her. Nina couldn't bear to think about her fate any longer so she just leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes as tears slipped from the corners of her eyes just to roll down her bruised, cut and bloodied cheeks.
Below the institute Charles grimaced at the image he saw as he linked with Cerebro.
The girl, Nina Jackson was battered and bruised and left in a heap against a stone wall in a damp, dark alley on West Grant Street in the twin cities in fall. Her black jeans ripped and torn from the level of abuse she suffered and her long sleeved purple shirt ripped slightly at the sides to show the dark purple bruising on the skin there and if you looked closely you could see the abrasions showing that a few of her ribs were broken as well as her shoulder. Nina's neck was littered with bruises as well, hand prints were clear on her reddened skin and Charles had no problem with finding the source of her injures.
Nina's dark brown hair fell to her sides in a blood matted curtain. Charles's breath was stolen when Nina raised her head and opened her shut eyes to revel icy blue orbs that glittered with her tears. Charles was rushed with anger at the thought of anyone harming such a stunning young girl, or anyone of her age for that matter. Nina's eyes went a silvery white much like Storms eyes did when she used her powers yet this color didn't envelop her entire eyes like Storms did, Nina's only turned the pupil the ghostly white silver and Charles soon found out why.
Nina (As well as Charles) was struck with images of Storm and Jean running down the alley to her just as a man with black hair and burning hazel eyes roughly yanked Nina to her feet.
The vision faded as quickly as it came and left Nina afraid and scarred. Charles frowned and searched Nina's mind to see who the man was and found that he was the man who had harmed her. Lucas Haul.
Charles frown deepened and he disconnected from Cerebro and left the lower level of the institute only to contact Jean and tell her the location of the girl her clarified to be Nina Jackson. Charles also warned the two girls to be careful with the man that was coming for Nina. After ending his conversation with Jean, Charles went to find Kitty Pride to let her know she would be having a new roommate other than just her and Rouge.
Jean sighed and relied the message she had gotten from the professor onto Storm as they landed on West Grant Street and left the jet quickly and ran faster when they heard a terrified scream. Storm turned the corner first but stopped in her tracks when she saw a bloody brunette girl being held up by the hair and a black haired man that had rage written all over his face as he shook the girl.
Storm growled and stepped forward to help the girl when Jean placed a hand in front of her white haired friend and sent a mental blast at the enrage hazel eyed man. The girl Storm remembered to be called Nina fell back down to the ground and yelped in pain as her broken ribs twisted at an odd and painful angle.
Storm was at Nina's side in an instant "Shh, it's all alright now." Storm whisper as she gently put the girls hair on her lap and let the girl cry and whimper softly there "We're here to save you and take you somewhere safe. No one will hurt you like that again." Storm whispered and gently stroked the girls' hair as she cradled her head against her chest. Storm looked up a Jean, who merely nodded solemnly and lifted Nina up with her mind and carried her into the jet and set her down on a cot so Jean could look at her later. Storm rose to her feet glaring down at the man that was trying to get up but was obviously intoxicated and had a hard time achieving his goal. Storm strode towards the man and towered over him her eyes a ghostly white "Never touch a woman like that again are we clear?" Storm hissed her voice deadly and calm. Lucas could only nod slowly as he tried, and failed, to hide his quivering.
Jean put a hand on Storms shoulder and sent the pathetic man a harsh glare "Storm, let's go. Nina needs to be looked at." Jean whispered her eyes never leaving the man's.
Storm nodded once then turned on her heel, cape flowing with her and walked down the alley and into the jet. Jean soon followed suit after resisting the need to kick the man and the jet took off into the air.
That's all for now ;) Read the next chapter to see just what happens to Nina, and if I wasn't very clear on her powers, Nina controls sound waves with her mind, she is able to amplify or tone down a sound at will. Nina also gets visions that come and go without command. Nina is unable to see something on demand therefore her visions are sporadic and she can never see only what she wants to. Sometimes she gets the full picture or only a small bit, it varies with the vision.
R&R and all that good stuff See you all later!