Hey, guys!
So this is a whole new story. I venture for the first field of the Xmen. They lined all my childhood and after watching the last trilogy, I can not not to let my imagination take over this little world.
So Hailey is French at least, she grew up in a French country so she will speak in French, but the translation will be sentences in parenthesis and bold.
There will also be a small passage in German so as the French, the translations are in parentheses.
Everyone in a past. A story, something that defines who they are or what they become. And for those who are like me, the past is a difference even more important than the others on this planet.
We are hunted down, killed and hunted for centuries. One difference, it has always been hidden from the eyes of the great public. My species is considered an anomaly since before my birth and it will last a long time before my people and humans live in harmony.
I speak of my people but it was not long ago, I was as blind as human beings. I thought was a simple mistake of nature but that was before it all starts for me.
To understand, we must go back in the past.
A young girl ran straight through the still precarious and unhealthy streets of France. The second war had definitively left its toll on the new French people. This happened only two years after the end but the cities were still under reconstruction. The campaigns were most affected by the German invasion and the people were just beginning to found new family.
This young brunette was me. I was barely six years old at the time but I had already suffered the horrors of war. My mother had made seized by Germans and dad, well, I never knew my father but in the letters that I had finally found, I assumed that I had my condition from him.
Anyway, back to this little girl. She ran as if all the horrors she had gone through was just a distant memory. A broad smile showing her missing teeth had drawn on her sweet face chubby and her long brown curls fluttering in the wind. A yellow kite in hand, she was definitely impatient to see the rest of her family. Or at least the people she thought her family. She knew they were not really related by blood but that was the only person she had known since the death of her mother.
She remembered very little that day but the image of a man with mustache forever haunt her soon to come close to the village and spent the many homes destroyed by arson attacks and bombs.
Her heart ached for all the people she thought had disappeared because of this and she quickly looked away. She continued on her way, bowing few women extending their cloths on the ropes hung between each building and crossed the square which was currently a pitiful market.
The shopkeeper shouted, trying to make a sale despite the poor incomes of the population. Some even tried to trade in vain. The people were considerate and insecure. Each penny had a gold mine and they did not want to spoil them unnecessarily.
The girl finishes her way past an old farmhouse built of stone and earth. An old barn once ran along a vast field provides several agricultural resources. Now it was a simple example of the former German power.
She opened the wooden gate for a door and dropped her kite before stuck it under her arm. The warm air of late afternoon warmed her milky skin and she immediately sought her eyes for Mama. It was the first name that Doris liked to be called. In fact, the girl had been collected by a couple of old farmers who lost their children in favor of the war. When they found the girl of barely three years hidden in their potato cellars, they all immediately took care of her, giving her a warm bath followed by a good dinner of vegetable soup before prepare her a room. They thought it would only be a matter of a few days, someone would eventually pick her but they were not stupid and neither girl.
They were not going to lie, they were significantly soothed when she finally spoke and more when their had said she was not Jewish. The old couple had nothing against poor people decimated by thousand but it was certainly easier for them.
She finally locate Doris near the vegetable garden and soon to jump in that direction. If we could describe the lifestyle of the girl, could certainly said sje was well left. After all, she had found a family and had all what she needed.
This was little but it was enough.
'' Mama ! '' Hailed she ending to frolic in her direction provoking old woman with white hair to turn around with a broad smile tired.
Wrinkles had obtained her beautiful face of ivory, her large clear blue eyes watched the girl with so much love that was almost unimaginable to think that it was only three years they had collected her.
''Ma chérie !'' (Sweetheart) The old woman hugged the girl in a tight hug before recovering slightly at the sight of the kite. '' Où as-tu eu ça ? '' (Where did you get that ?)
'' Je l'ai trouvé, Mama.'' (I found it, Mama) Explained she proudly before the tender without surrender to the woman. ''Il est beau, est-ce pas ?'' (It's beautiful, is not it )
'' Très. Et si tu allais le montrer à Robert ?'' (Very. And if you were going to show it to Robert) Doris suggested by observing a moment the toy before making it to the little girl excited. She pinched her soft cheeks briefly before looking with love.''Après, tu iras te nettoyer et nous pourrons avoir le dîner.'' (Then you go clean you up and we can have dinner)
At the mention of the dinner to come, the look of the girl brightened. If the old couple had learned something about the little girl was her voracious appetite. Besides, Doris constantly wondered how she could not be a little girl obese.
The little girl nodded briskly before depositing a chaste kiss on the cheek of the woman and bounced on her heels to jump in search of Robert. She crossed the aisle knowing he had to care for the animals at this time and soon to find in the house.
''Robert! Robert! Regarde ce que j'ai trouvé. ''( Look what I found ) Cried the little girl surprise the old man as he straightened his back sore, just to leave a smile softened on his hard features on the sight of the little girl.
'' Mais qu'avons nous là ?'' (But what do we have here ?) He asked, taking the kite from the hands of the little girl to inspect it carefully. '' Hmm ... c'est un joli trésor.'' (this is a nice treasure)
''Vraiment ? '' (Really ) She replied with a sparkle in her eyes at the mention of treasure. '' Un trésor ? '' (A treasure)
'' De mon temps, nous aimions cacher nos joyeux les plus précieux.'' (In my day, we loved hidden the most precious our jewels.) Told the old man with a nod immediately sparking a reaction amazed by the small.
She loved when he assailed her and told her of all these stories. It helped her relax and forget her nightmares.
''Penses-tu que je devrais le cacher ? '' (Do you think I should hide it) She asked, taking his words at the foot of the letter.
The old man just shrugged his shoulders with a smile before spoiling the hair of the little brunette.''C'est à toi de voir, fllette.''( It is up to you, girl.)
'' Oh, il faut que je le cache. '' (Oh, I have to hidden it.) Determined she already starting to run to the exit of the barn just to pause to watch the old man. ''Mais Mama a dit que nous allions dîner.. ''(But Mama said we were going to dinner)
'' Vas mais ne soit pas trop longue. '' (Go but don't put too long.)
A wide smile spread accomplice on the lips of the little girl as she quickly retraced her steps to hug the old man before running again. She quickly went inside the farm and went full speed the wooden stairs.
Its small steps reverberated like musical notes and she soon push the door of her room open.
''Où le cacher ? '' (Where to hide) She whispered carefully by scanning the room before laying her eyes on the old damaged floor.
She remembered the time when her foot was passed through one of the floor slat. She quickly put in order its stupidity afraid to be arguing, but she was never been there for fear of being caught again.
She decided it would probably be the best hiding place. She knelt on the ground, scratching her little knees briefly discovered in the process before finally attempting to open the lath. She tucked her lower lip between her teeth to the resistance of the wood before letting go a little cry of surprise as she suddenly fell backwards. The wood floor fell with her and she quickly turned her head to the side as she heard the worried voice of Doris call.
The girl got up quickly and hastened to reassure the old woman before taking her kite to hide it. She put a little more time to recover before the board finally meet up with an air of satisfaction. She heard again the Doris calls forcing her to turn back.
After dinner, the girl went through her little routine. She began in pajamas and prayed on the edge of her bed as Doris had told her. Before her arrival at the farm, she had never been Christian but once Doris had taught her the importance of prayer and the presence of a god, the girl had assiduously followed the advice of the old woman.
Now it was a natural thing for her. So she finished her prayer, drank her glass of milk on the bedside table before bundling up in her quilt. She turned to the side to watch the door of her room ajar and waited patiently for the arrival of the old couple.
Only instead of seeing the old couple, a strange sound seemed to come from the lower floor. The little girl sat up almost immediately with a frightened look before looking at the open door with her heaving chest.
Images of the night of the disappearance of her mother suddenly resurface in her mind, sending her into an even more panicked state. She could see everything, as if she was reliving the moment. Her heart quickly followed her panic and soon the images were punctuated by thunderous pounding of her heart in her ears.
''Hailey ! Hailey ! Vas-t'en '' (Go away ) Arises the familiar voice of Doris through her haze forcing her out of her panic episode.
She blinked rapidly before jumping to her feet with the agreement of the noise coming from downstairs. Her first instinct was to run at full speed to the door to help her family but a little voice in the back of her mind held back.
She automatically sought another outlet before lowering her eyes on the wooden board. Tightness in the chest sending the action and before she could even really thinking, she knelt on the floor. Shouts and struggles noises could be heard through the search for the little girl and her heart became more and more erratic as she sought the right floor board.
She finally tore the right, causing cracking before suddenly hold her breath as the sounds seemed to suddenly stop. She immediately glanced over her shoulder still covered by its simple pajamas and widened her eyes as the voice of Doris was soon replaced by those of several men.
'Ich will, dass sie am Leben! Seine Gene sind der Schlüssel zur Entwicklung.'' (I want her alive! Her genes are the key to development) Shouted a voice from the other and Dany feel stiff in the recognition.
She knew that voice.
Her heart still struck harder against her chest as she grabbed her kite before suddenly lift up facing the door. The agreement of footsteps echoing against the stairs made her more panicked and she stepped back a little against the wall, trapping.
She tightened her grip on her kite, breaking it in the process before eventually widen her eyes in fright as the door was suddenly pushed to reveal two armed men. They wore civilian clothes but that did not stop they had guns pointed in her direction.
''Sie sind da.'' (She's here.) Exclaimed one of them in a whisper before speaking more forcefully to prevent the others. 'Sir, wir haben es gefunden !'' (Sir, we found her )
The little girl was simply unable to make the slightest gesture she was so terrified. This scene reminded her too many bad memories and for some reason, she knew her life was hanging by a thread from now. If the weapons the men held were not enough to confirm her thoughts, the entry of the new man was all she needed.
She would recognize him in the thousand. He was the one who took the last family she had left.
''Sie sind hier.'' (You're here.) He whispered in a language that she still did not understand before taking a step forward forcing the girl to sink further into the wall. ''Beruhigen Sie sich! Ich werde dir nicht weh tun.'' (Chill out! I will not hurt you.)
''Je ne comprends pas ! Laissez-moi tranquille ! '' (I don't understand! Leave me alone!) She croaked through her tears as she closed her eyes.
Suddenly, the human voice was the one for her. She could all hear. Bunch of voice and language abroad. And all that, it was in her head. She quickly pressed her hands over her ears as she literally fell to her knees in pain.
It was too much. Much too strong.
She felt the blood rushing in her ears, mingling with shouts and soon she flashed her eyelids in a burst of energy. The three men were suddenly sent back against the walls, leaving the little girl fall out full length on the floor in exhaustion. The voice continued to shout in her head, the affaiblisant a little more every minute. She wanted her Mama and Robert. She wanted to be anywhere but here.
Somewhere this evil man was not there.
Somewhere ...
She thought more and more yellow-orange halo energy loomed around her, leaving the last man to watch in awe and wonder. A flash of light enveloped her completely this time and before they could even reach she was gone.
The little girl suddenly fell on the floor with a thud. Her half-conscious mind realized she was not in her room but in another familiar place. How she did it? Her panic returned and again she tried to raise her head just to hold a horror cry at the sight of blood. Blood everywhere. She was currently in a pool of blood sticking to her skin. She tried to sit up but did nothing but slip back on something hard and pout at once.
Panicked, she turned quickly just to hold her breath at the sight of ... '' Mama ? ''
The once warm and kindly face of the old woman showed an expression of pure horror and fear. Her mouth was wide open in the form of O and her arm was extended in front of her as if she had tried to reach for Dany even through her pain.
The girl left the tears poured down her cheeks in a traumatized state before suddenly hold her head back in pain.
The voices ! They returned.
Her eyes immediately fell on the ceiling through her pain and she realized that the voices were becoming closer.
She could not stay here. Not when they went back. But Mama ? And Robert ?
She cast a new look, still holding her head before forcing herself to get up. The gold medallion Mama shone through all the blood and Dany hastened to take it with her before starting to run.
She blew across the yard and rushed straight to the wooden gate. She passed it without looking behind her and tighten her hold on the medallion in her right hand.
She knew she had to run or they will make her as Mama and Robert. Or worse, like her mother. She abstraction tears in her eyes and in a flash of light, disappeared again without trace.
As usual, I should say that I am absolutely not English or even American. My English can sometimes be poor so I hope you will still be indulgent with me ^^
So that's the first chapter of our new history. I hope you more and that you like.
Let your small prints, it's always fun and this is encouraging.
Xxo
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