Author's note: Greetings, dear readers, I have, however unwisely, started the creation of this new fan fic. I know that I must complete my previous work, but the inspiration grabbed me and I had to begin. Well, I suppose I should say the formalities such as : "I do not own the X-Men, the Institute or Washington D.C. I apologize for the dry immortal humor. I do however own my own O.C Dragonfly. I hope you all enjoy this enough to review your opinions."
Humblest thanks, The Vampire Pandora
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The rain was coming down harder now, making the road ahead a blur. The girl could barely keep her speed on the slippery road. Her worn P.F Flyers slipping on the wet asphalt, she had already fallen and ripped her poor clothes even more. But it was important to keep running, she couldn't afford to slow down.
" Venez les gars! On l'a presque!"
" Arrête de courrire, petit monstre! Tu ne te facilite pas la vie!"
They were getting closer. They were almost on her! Choking back tears, the girl forced herself forward and refused to let her feet stop. The hard rain drops were flying down almost horizontally on the wind, and the watery bullets shot into her face with stinging ferocity. Tears were flooding her eyes, making it even more difficult to see. Daring to raise a hand to her face, the girl quickly wiped her eyes clear, or as clear as was possible.
The night was getting on and a thick fog had suddenly appeared. The girl cried out in pain, could no good happen to her? The rainfall made it incredibly difficult to see where she was, and now a mist settled upon the countryside, hampering her view of the road before her.
It was so that she fell, tripping on a large stone that was lying on the street. Putting out her hands to stop her fall, they slipped in the water and she lost her brace. Falling face-first onto the asphalt, the girl whimpered as the pavement scraped the flesh on her face. She lay there, unable and unwilling to move. It would all be over soon...
" Get up Gabrielle", said the voice, "Get up".
She lay there, unable to follow the command. She had heard voices in her head before. This one was no different from the others.
"We are here to help you Gabrielle", the voice pleaded, "You must get up."
" I can't", she screamed out, "I'm just so tired..."
"Please Gabrielle, you must try. Run straight ahead, and you will find us here."
Daring to take a glance back, she could see that those following her had stopped a few yards away, grinning victoriously as one of their own loaded his pistol. The sharp gleam of the metal within all this mist jolted her, and she felt the panic once more.
Struggling to rise once more, she heard shouts behind her, encouraging this particular assailant to hurry. She made it to her feet somehow and thought she had felt a small nudge of, something, pushing her gently from behind. She made it to her feet and took up her run. She heard the bullet hit the place where she had fallen, and felt them whizz by her face. But she kept running. Her fear and the voice in her mind pushed her to the extreme, but her panic was gaining control.
"Calm down", she girl pleaded to herself, "You must stay calm".
But her body was no longer listening to her reason. A clap of thunder was heard the girl felt the wind pick up. She ran through it, but heard the curses of those behind her. She felt the charge sweep through her, electricity shooting through her veins. Sparks shot from her fingertips, and her sopping hair even managed to become frizzed by static. The urge to turn and unleash the charge on her assailants was almost overwhelming.
"Gabrielle, you must remain calm. Don't let your powers control you", said the voice calmly.
"I, I can't see you", screamed the girl, "Where are you?"
The mists before her cleared suddenly, and a enormous, black shape stood before her. The girl heard the mighty roar of engines and felt the wind from the jets. And suddenly, the smell of sulphur hit her nose, and the girl saw no more.