A Lonely Road
" In love, its a lonely road
When this worlds burns down
Deep in your soul
You will find there's a piece in mind
You will find there's a piece to find."
-Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
xXx
October 1958
There were a few shivers going through my body now as the next to freezing water sloshed over me, spraying my face for a second as I pulled on my chains a little too hard.
My eyes were dark and narrowed as I looked above the water I was chained down in to my chin at the scientists. If they were so sure that they were doing right by this, they needed their heads looking at more than anything else.
They were careful not to meet my eyes ever since they had forced me, kicking and screaming into the water and chained me there, knowing that it was the best way to keep me under control... where I couldn't get them.
Such cowards.
Of course, past studying what I was, they had plans to make me into a weapon for a secret service no doubt, to break my will and soul and replace it with one that was theirs.
One of the lab technicians spoke now, glancing at me once. I may not have understood exactly what she was saying, for it sounded German, but it didn't sound were talking about me.
A low growl reverberated in my chest now as I pulled harder, turning on the heat- literally, but the water cooled me down before I even had chance to melt the chains. The effect of my efforts had not gone unnoticed, for there were beeps from equipment recording statistics.
I sighed and gave up, feeling that fire in the centre of my chest grow ever more smaller. As I closed my eyes, I remembered- I had been in this weapons testing facility for near a year now. Wherever it was, that is.
My power, even though they were in awe of it, frightened them. Ever since I was little, I'd been intrigued by fire, playing with it and making my parents furious when I burnt something or another. Then I learned I could control it in ways that terrified my parents... that they contacted a doctor who then got me locked up in this hell hole. My sister was the same as me- different... God knew what happened to her after she ran away.
All because we were different.
Some parents they were...
They left me there all night in the cold water, knowing that my fire stood no chance. If it got out of me, I'd blow the entire place up, the people along with it.
A sigh escaped me now, piercing the total silence except for the soft sound of water sloshing around my skin. I looked down to my wrists where they were bound, then grimaced, pulling hard, but nothing happened.
Jeez... I was going to be stuck here forever...
My head snapped up as I heard a low creak, then frowned as the door opened, but no one was there.
"Hello?" I called out, frowning- that door was cast iron and triple locked. Nothing was getting in or out for sure.
There was silence, then I saw a torchlight come in- burglers or something-? I took a deep breath and ducked under the water for a moment as the torchlight went towards me, then I raised my nose and eyes out the water, staring at the dark clothed man as he opened the filing cabinet and started to rifle through.
"What are you doing?" I asked now, forgetting about staying quiet. He looked around towards me in surprise- he obviously didn't know about me being there.
But I saw his frown, then say. "What are you doing in there?"
I was silent, taking in his appearance- he didn't work here anyway.
"Lab Rat is a god phrase."
The man, the guy breaking in, was quiet, then walked forwards and I saw his frown up close, then his dark eyes stared at my chains and he asked in a low voice.
"They've been keeping you here?"
"Mmhmm."
He straightened up now, then I felt the chains that were tying me down fall off and I realized; he was like me. He helped me out the water now where I sat on the side, shivering a little, trying to get the flames inside me to warm my shaking form up.
But suddenly, the lights blared red and siren went off. The man swore under his breath in German I was sure of it, then I stood up and couldn't feel my legs, making me stumble before he grabbed me and said.
"Can you walk?"
I tried them again, then nodded as they started to warm up, the fire inside of me starting to return. There were running footsteps now, making us both look to the door, then ask. "Are these walls metal lined?"
"Yes."
"Brilliant-" then the door slammed shut and locked, the guy turning to the wall where it exploded out and ripped away, leaving a clear path outside.
"Come on-" he said, grabbing my arm and yanking me forwards, grabbing the file he had found, but I ran forwards, a sudden thought hitting me.
"What the hell are you doing?" he yelled, pulling me away from the files as I grabbed my own, then ran forwards with me. As we ran, the bullets all seemed to miss us somehow.
Well, who knew exactly what his power was?
It was quite the relief when he grabbed a motorbike and yelled for me to get on, then revved it up and took off so fast I had to close my eyes against the freezing night air that was smashing into my face.
I noticed that I was still holding the guy pretty tight and loosened my grip a little. As if by cue, he seemed to breath a lot better now I wasn't choking the air from him.
When we finally stopped, I had nodded off against his back, but now woke up as he got off. I frowned, waking up with a start, then saw the little cafe and where we were parked outside it
It was still dark, but it was like dawn was approaching fast with the dark blue shot with pink sky.
I watched as he stepped forwards, the door opening by itself and he went inside. A moment later I followed.
The place was deserted, but I found him in the store cupboard, grabbing a loaf of bread and a few other things before walking past me and into the main place, sitting at the bar and raising a hand, a knife in it.
"You look hungry." he now said, finally meeting my eyes and pushing the place of bread and ham towards me.
"You got that right." I laughed a little, picking it up and biting into it, then said. "Thank you for getting me out."
He chuckled. "What was I going to do? Leave you there?"
"Most would have."
He sighed now, then frowned. "Why were you locked up anyway?"
I was silent, then shook my head. "I'm guessing you would know why..."
"Ah. I understand."
Now I nodded and stared at the candle on the side of the table, raising a hand and prodding it- a weak dark blue flame appeared.
"They were scared of what they can't control." I sighed, blowing it out. But then I looked up and asked. "I'm Diana."
He nodded. "Erik."
A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. "Thank you Erik." then curiousity got the better of me. "What can you do?"
He raised an eyebrow, then I saw the knife he had been using to cut the meat up raise a little into the air and towards me a little where I took it and chuckled. "Pretty cool."
Erik took the knife back from me and said. "Useful more like." then frowned. "Yours is fire manipulation?"
"It... depends."
"How?"
"I can't control it. Its not just fire..."
He stood up now and walked over to the window, looking out for a moment as if he'd heard something suspicious, then said. "That's a shame. You have quite the gift there."
"More like a curse."
He was silent at that, then sighed. "Where are you headed now?"
That stopped me dead, then-
"I-I don't know. I don't have anywhere to go..."
"Parents?"
"Yeah... if I wanted to get locked up again."
Erik was silent once more, then nodded to the file I still held tightly in my hand. "What's that?"
I set it down and sighed. "My file."
He watched me in silence as I opened the file and read through the papers.
"Urgh, I don't read German."
"Here-"
"Hey-!"
He raised an eyebrow once more. "Fine, find somebody else to do it then."
I groaned, then let him take it back.
Erik scanned the page, then said. "Diana Evans, born in England, age twenty six?"
"Mmhmm."
He was silent as he read through, then said. "Well, they had big plans for you and your sister. Sell you off as weapons."
What-?
"What about my sister?" I now inquired, snatching the folder back before realizing I couldn't read it.
"They caught up with her on a train to Moscow." Erik told me, then frowned at my shocked expression. "You didn't know?"
"No- she ran away..."
"She's in Berlin in a testing facility similar to the one you were in."
"I've got to get her out of there-!" I almost yelled, getting up and running to the door, but the handle wouldn't budge, making me turn and snarl at him.
"Let me out of here-!"
He stood up and walked over to me, glaring down. "Do you really want to yourself get killed?"
My temper rose to a fever pitch, and I think he knew I was about to flame his ass, for he backed off. "I'm just stating facts." he near enough smirked, sitting back down.
"It just so happens that I'm headed to Berlin myself." he said, the cup of coffee before him was raised to his lips as he added. "I wondered if you'd like some-"
"I don't need your help." I snapped, glaring at the file that was still next to him, what he'd broken into the facility for. "Why did you break in anyway!"
"For this-" he said, tapping the file he'd stolen.
"And?"
"And what?"
"What is it?"
"Never you mind." Erik chuckled, getting up and walking past me and out the door, but not before saying. "I did offer."
He walked back over to the motorbike, then I growled a little, grabbing my file that he'd left and ran forwards, getting on before he revved the engine and grabbed his waist.
"Fine!" was all I could yell over the noise.
He was probably doing that little smirk again, but I couldn't see.
A/N: So-! After watching X-Men; First Class, I got the urge to finally write oneXD please be nice, it's my first attempt and I'm not saying I'm a total and utter boffin on itXD so, I'll continue if people like it enough, so reviews are very much loved and thanks!:) x Nicola