Chapter 2:
I remember the abuse, of my own mother, mystique, the agonizing torture, the blood I shed, the pain I suffered.
Flash back starts
"Bitch! Get in her now, you worthless piece of shit!" Mystique yelled. "Yes, mother?" I asked, my legs quivering with fear, -slap- "Don't you dare call me that, you are not my daughter, you are nothing! Do you hear me?!" She the hissed and I bow down to her. "Yes, ma'am." I whispered. "That's better, now, get to the basement, I have a punishment for you." She said an evil smile on her lips. I quivered, and knew I would be beaten and I went down the stairs, seeing the many whips lined up in the basement. She came down and sneered. "Shirt off, bitch!" She hissed, and I looked at her cringing, as I obey, knowing it will only get worse if I refuse, and she lashed me with it, and I screamed. "Shut up!" She hissed slamming it back down, again and again, lashing my back over 30 times. I collapse, and whimper, wishing I was dead.
End of flashback.
I begin crying again, feeling the sting on my back, and hoping that will not happen here. "Mind Blast, dinner." I hear a soft voice call, and turn around, a teenager is standing there. "Thank you very much ma'am." I" whisper, taking the food, which consists of Teriyaki rice, peas, and orange slices. It looks like such a healthy meal, and I feel so underserving of it.
Rouge walked into my cell, looking at me with a strange look and by force of habit I back away with a whimper. "No, no, don't worry." She soothed. "I just want to see something, in your mind, do you mind if I look into your past?" She asked and I nod. "No one looks there, no one." She whispered. "Please, I won't look at Turbo Blast's memories, there's something particular, that I need to check." She said and I gave in. "Fine." I whispered, and she put her hand to my cheek and absorbed the memory of my mother's face, and took it off. "I have a sister." She thought silently. "I can't believe this." She thought as she nodded to me, and then walked out.
I sit their, dizzy, almost passed out, and finally I fell. I feel myself slipping into dreams, dreams of Turbo Blast.
Flashback Starts
I ran, as fast as I could, but my leg was limp, mother had just given me another beating, I was 3 years old, and she told me if I wasn't out within 10 seconds, that I wouldn't be able to feel my bottom in the morning. I ran, as fast as I could, as much as the injured leg would let me, until I collapsed. It was December, and the layers of winter snow covered the ground. "I guess this is it, I'm going to die, but, maybe I'll be out of pain." I thought, trying to see the bright side of things, and then, it happened, I heard footsteps. I cried out, fearing it was my mother, but instead I found a little boy. He stood there, looking at me. He picked me up, and started carrying me, I was too weak to keep my eyes open, let alone resist. He brought me to a little shack, just big enough for a few people, and he started to clean my wound, he was about a year older than me. "I'm Turbo Blast, call me Turbo." He said. "My names Terra." I said, back then I still used my real name. "Well, I don't like using real names, how bout we call you something else, what's something special about you?" He asked, and I looked down. "Nothing." I whispered, and he looked at me. "That's not true, what's something you can do, that no one else can?" He asked and I looked at a small cup, and closed my eyes. It started to float, I was using my powers. "Oh, you can move things with your mind, I found a nickname!" He grinned. "What is it?" I asked, and his smile widened. "Mind Blast." He said, and I smile and grinned shaking his hand. "My name is Mind Blast." I said, and then, I knew one thing, I had my first friend, and my first love as well.
End Flashback
I remember that day, it was the best day of my life, I felt wanted, for the first time, ever. I felt like I mattered, that I was more than just a servant. I felt like someone cared, and I felt that I cared for someone. It was one of the best feelings in the world, being cared about, especially by him, and I would do anything to get it back. "Just one more chance, please, one more chance with the one I love." I thought, yearning for my love, yearning for him.
I know in my heart that I need him, to survive, without him, I am not whole, I am nothing. I want him, I need him, and he needs me, we are two parts of the same being. We need each other to thrive, we need each other to make each other feel safe, without him, I am dust, about to fade into the wind. Without me, he is a fire that will never stop burning. I want to see him, his bright yellow hair, the red and yellow suit he wears, that makes him look so appealing, it's almost impossible to concentrate, I need him.
I began to sing, sing for my love, for my heart, for him. "I never forget the way, you make me feel, you make me feel whole again, like I mean something to you, don't you know, that makes me what I am, that makes me feel complete, now don't you understand, You made me who I am, without you, I will burn down slowly, I will never be able to see, what I need, I need you to make me, me, I need you to hold me, to love me. I need you to be in my company, I need you, I love you, Baby, honey, just please, come back to me." I sing, and tears slips out of my eyes, my voice ringing out of the house, my tears seaming to float through the air with them. "Please, come back to me."
Hey hey! So, this is my first story, you will see more of MindBlast's internal problems later on in the story, she has many conflicts, but how will she overcome them? Haha, read to find out, and please leave a review so I can see how I'm doing?
