MIND CONTROL
Disclaimer: This story is a fan creation and no copyright infringement
is intended. I do not own any characters of Mutant X. All of the characters
are the property of Tribune Entertainment Co.
This is my first fan fic. I want to give the other authors kudos for inspiring me to write a story of my own after reading theirs.
Emma walked down the street, heading for the local donut shop. She'd promised Brennan and Jesse that she'd pick up a dozen donuts on her way in and was mentally kicking herself for agreeing because the line was almost out the door.
It seemed like forever but she finally got what she had come for. She exited the shop and made her way back to her car. But little did she know, someone was watching her. A man on the opposite side of the street, sitting in his car, watched her every move.
She got into her car, checked to see if the street was clear and then drove away. The man started his car and began to follow her.
A few blocks away, Emma could see that she was approaching a red light so she began to slow down. In doing so, she was suddenly hit from behind, causing her to swerve towards the right side of the road where she came to a stop.
She rubbed the back of her neck, as the impact caused a mild case of whiplash, and got out of the car. She walked towards the car that had hit her and saw that the driver wasn't getting out. As she got closer she saw him slumped over the wheel. "Sir? Sir, are you okay?" she asked as she tapped on his window.
The man moaned a little and eased back in his seat, becoming aware of his surroundings. He looked over at Emma and rolled down his window. In a flash, he reached out and grabbed her by the neck, pulling her closer to him. She felt a slight burn behind her right ear as he let her go. She stared blankly at him.
"Sorry about that Ms. DeLauro. It tends to sting a bit at first."
Emma blinked her eyes and slowly returned to normal, as if what had just happened didn't happen.
"We'll be in touch," the man said as he put the car in reverse, backing up a little. He put it in drive and sped away down the street.
Emma got back into her car and continued on her way to sanctuary.
When Emma got to sanctuary, she found Brennan and Jesse chatting in the hallway. "Hey! Where've you been?" Jesse asked as he reached out and took the box of donuts from her.
"The line was super long. YOU can go next time." She kept on walking and went to one of the rooms upstairs so she could begin her morning Yoga routine.
With her eyes closed she focused her mind on nothing but her breathing. But she soon found herself interrupted by a voice inside her head. "Hello, Emma," Eckhart's voice echoed in her head. He had total control of her mind and had her continue with her Yoga so if someone were to walk in it wouldn't appear as if something were wrong. "I see that you met my associate Mr. Berrington this morning. Charming fellow he is."
Continuing with her Yoga stretches she listened intently to what Eckhart had to say.
"I have a job for you, Emma. And I have picked you especially because I think you have what it takes to pull it off."
"What do you want me to do?" she asked as she stood up and began stretching some more.
Shalimar walked into the room. "Who are you talking to?" she asked as she leaded against the doorway.
Emma opened her eyes and looked at Shalimar. "Tell her you were trying a new Yoga technique," Eckhart told her.
"I was trying this new Yoga technique," Emma replied as she sat back down on the floor. "Did you want something?"
"Adam wanted you and I to go out to the old chemical plant to do some investigating, remember?"
"Sure. Give me five minutes."
Shalimar looked at Emma, shook her head, and left the room.
"Good girl. You obey very well. This is going to work out splendidly," Eckhart said.
"So what is it you want me to do?" she asked again.
"I want you to kill the members of your team one by one. But I want you to leave Adam for me."
"No problem," she said as she got up and walked out of the room to meet up with Shalimar, appearing as if what had just been asked of her didn't faze her.
