The next morning was oddly warm for winter, the sun shone through the window and the multi-colored curtains of Geronimo's room. He had forgotten that he was cuddled next to Kitty in his bed; and at first the warmth of the woman's skin against his reminded him of his mother back on the Reservation, the one he left because it was degrading to only live on that small speck of land when there was a world to be seen. Little did he know that Black Ghost would find him a prime target to grant him the strength of 100 men, plus his skin would be re-enforced with tough steel.
Kitty was sitting up in the bed, he felt an aura of a demon in her and he turned to look her in the eyes. Her normally dark brown eyes were now fire engine red, and they were glaring at him with primal rage. He backed away from her slowly, as if she were going to pounce on him to eat him up whole. She picked up a chair easily and it smashed to pieces as it hit the wall, leaving a considerable hole where it had impacted. She was breathing heavily from using so much force to get the chair to break that easily, her normally smooth face had crumbled up into an angry tigress.
"Who are you people?!" she shouted as Geronimo shut his door and tried to calm her down "you think that just 'cause you're robotic freaks you're better than me?!" she thrashed about, without realizing that she had an audience of cyborgs on the other side of the closed door. Geronimo had not wanted to resort to subjecting her to his soothing Native American songs, because they were reserved for the direst of situations. He deemed this situation as dire indeed, for one he cared about was on the brink of total madness.
The soft, warming words that flowed through the Native American's mouth were sweet, like honey. They calmed Samantha down considerably, eventually subduing her completely back into the dormant state that she took when Kitty's dominant personality took charge. Kitty's dark brown eyes fluttered open to the surprise of being held by the gentle giant Geronimo. As always, she had not known what Samantha had done until Albert told her about it a few hours later when she was okay to speak of the incident.
The morning started out like normal- everybody was quiet from just waking up from the previous night's excitement with the introduction of Samantha, Kitty's alternate personality; Albert and Jet were having their morning lover's spat over how to properly fold the clothes; and Ivan had been sleeping from having to psychically subdue Samantha from having beat the crap out of the closest person in the room.
"What difference does it make how I fold the shirts, Albert?!" Jet hissed at his lover as he folded the shirts the way he had always done it- first folding it at the halfway point and then folding the sleeves under the fold.
"It just looks so sloppy!" retorted the German man, who had always folded the sleeves back and then fold the shirt at the halfway point.
Pyunma looked up from the morning paper and teased them "You two fight over the silliest things! It's like you're already married" he chuckled as he thumbed through the personals columns at breakneck speed to get to the comics pages. He loved Garfield and Peanuts the best always making him laugh when Peppermint Patty pulled the football away right when Charlie Brown was about to kick it.
"Well the last time I checked, you had no significant other to have a stupid fight with!" said Jet "When's the last time you got…" he was going to finish that sentence with "laid" but then they all heard a loud crashing sound coming from Geronimo's room and Kitty yelling at him "Oh crap!" Jet said as they rushed to Geronimo's room and kicked down the door, to see that he had already had her under control and was whispering something in her ear to soothe her inner beast.
"What happened?!" Albert said as Geronimo laid her back on the bed so that she would wake up a few minutes later back to her normal self again. "Was that…Samantha?"
"I think so" said Geronimo as studied his recollection of things that happened in the last five minutes: her features seemed normal except for one thing; her eyes turned fire engine red. The fact that she was telling the truth last night was chilling, to think that someone as sweet as she was could have something so sinister in her subconscious mind…like a demon was unheard of.
"If she's THAT violent when she's Samantha, then she's too dangerous to be around us!" stated Jet matter-of-factly "She belongs in a mental institution where she can get the best mental health care she needs to be normal!"
Then Ivan floated in the room in his little baby basket and said "That would not be a very good idea" he floated down to Kitty's level and began reading her memories. "When I subdued her last night, I caught a glimpse of why she turned like that. I only got bits and pieces then, so now I am doing a more detailed reading" after a few minutes of silence he was finished reading her memories.
"Did you find anything that would explain her alternate personality?" asked Jet sarcastically, as if he expected Ivan not to find anything interesting in her past that would be the catalyst for creating an alternate personality.
"Actually yes" said an exhausted Ivan as he landed his basket on the bed next to the woman. "Her father constantly beat her and her mother on a daily basis while Child Services continued to look the other way due to their poverty stricken family. She was forced to watch as he beat her mother to death, then he turned the hammer he used to bash his wife's brains in on her. Out of fear, something snapped in her brain and she grabbed the first thing she could get her hands on: an aluminum baseball bat with barbed wire wrapped around it. By the time the police got there, both the bodies were covered in sheets and they found a ten year old Kitty in the bathtub washing off the blood"
The four men were surprised to hear that story, knowing that Ivan was telling the truth; there was no use lying to a telepath such as him. Pyunma had sat on the bed and began to stroke Kitty's hair saying "Poor thing, such a young age and she has never seen anything but the treachery in people…"
"I can block the memories, but I cannot erase them completely" said Ivan as he let out a cute little baby yawn "I cannot say that I can suppress Samantha completely, but I can tone down her violent tendencies to empty threats…" his eyes glimmered with psychic energy and her eyes shot open and she sat up, her eyes matched his as her aura changed from dominating and intimidating to her usual sweet, timid self. They both flopped down onto the bed, Ivan exhausted and would remain sleeping for sixteen days after that; and Kitty being asleep only about ten minutes before she was back to normal.
When Kitty awoke from the blur of a dream she just had, she noticed that she was on Geronimo's bed with four men staring at her. She blushed rapidly and got up and scurried to the door "F…Forgive me! How improper…!" she scampered out of the room to her own. She could hear the men chuckle at how cute her shyness was, and that Geronimo was going to have a good time teaching her how to relax.
It was strange though…she seemed to have no recollection of her past. She just remembered that there was something different about her than most people, as if there were actually two people in her instead of just one. The only thing she could see was a locked door in her mind, complete with chains and a padlock.
No matter how hard she tried, she just could not break that barrier to see what was on the other side. Perhaps it was something that she was not meant to see? Who was the man who was trying to hurt that little girl? Soon her head began to hurt, so she stopped trying and resumed her daily routine of helping Fran with the housework and meeting Geronimo for their meditation time together.
The meditation time they spent listening to the Earth seemed to be working wonders on her nerves, Geronimo thought to himself. They enjoyed each other's company that was a fact, even though it was left unsaid. The quiet stillness of the air calmed her down considerably, and there was not so much as a peep from Samantha at all.
Once Ivan had woken up sixteen days later, he had instructed the team to keep Kitty out of stressful situations, because there was an increased chance that Samantha might come out. Granted that there would be no more throwing of heavy objects, she still would be a threat to the team if there were to be an attack by Black Ghost. That would be highly improbable because they defeated Black Ghost once and for all.