He watched the girl for a moment his eyes raking over her body as she stood shaking across from him. "I…I'm sorry Mr. Toler" she whispered. The girl before him did not know why she had been called into his office but knew that in her case it was nothing good. The fear in her voice was not lost to the suited man nor was the terror in her watery eyes as she struggled to keep them focused on the ground beneath her. He took a seat on the edge of his desk studying the girl. She truly was an exotic beauty, dark chocolate brown skin and strong African features framed by a main of out of place silky white hair. It was her eyes that caught his attention most of all, a stunning clear blue even more out of place than the hair on the girls head. She was a freak. A sickeningly beautiful freak.
"Ororo". "come here" he commanded. The silence that followed did little to improve the girls situation. "I SAID COME HERE" he hissed. The girl jumped at the sound of the mans voice moving quickly but cautiously as she made her way toward him. He grabbed a hold of her face as she came with arm length and she let out an involuntary yelp as he pulled her towards him. "I know what you are" he said. "I know what you are and I know that your not the only one here". "please I'm sorry " she cried. "I-". "I want to here you say it" he demanded cutting her off. "Tell me what you are" He watched as the girls eyes wandered to the door across from them, he had locked it upon her entrance inside and she knew better than to try to run off. "what…what are you going to do to me" she asked. The man watched her for a moment with amusement as she struggled in his grasp.
"I want to hear you say it" he said again. Trailing a hand down her face he squeezed her thin neck soft enough to keep from bruising but hard enough to earn another rewarding yelp. He scanned her face once more resting his eyes on the round lips that trembled under his gaze. His mouth opened once more bringing fourth only three words. "You disgust me". Moving forward he pressed his lips down upon the girl's. His eyes held no pity for her and despite the loving way he cradled the young woman his voice spat venom as he spoke calmly whispering into her ear between burning kisses that scraped down the side of her neck. "You make me sick". a kiss. "All your kind do". A kiss. "If I had it my way I would kill every last one of you freaks and then some".
Storms eyes shot open as she sat up staring terrified into the darkness around her. A sigh of relief slipped past her lips when she felt the warmth of the bed sheets around her and realized that she was in her own room at the Xavier institute. It had all just been a dream. A memory rather but never the less she was safe. Turning towards the clock on her nightstand she frowned as she saw the time. 4:00am. In three hours she would be teaching English to a class of thirty two mutant powered teens that did not understand the concept of inside voices. Rising from her bed she made her way towards the bathroom. Although her body still craved sleep she was far too scared to allow it to do so. It had been years since she had, had these nightmares and yet like a horrible reminder they had decided to return.
