One month.…she thinks. Molly had been stuck in this trap for one month. It may not seem long but when you have nothing to do most of the time it gets boring and lonely. She did have stuff to do for eight hours a day. She had combat training three times a week and power training the other two. The weekends was when she practiced one her own, in her cell.
She and Emma had gotten to be good friends. Every time Molly came back from training she and Emma would talk normally talk about something new than the day before. Molly also got to know a few of the others.
She made sure not to get to know them to closely. At first she was all for best friends until the person to her right was taken away and never came back. Emma was taken several times and sometimes the men took some of blood while she was sleeping. Molly never told her though, about the late night trips, probably better if she didn't know.
Molly had tried to stay up as late as possible, and wake up as soon as possible. Things went on here that when you go to sleep you're not garneted to wake up. Molly feared for her friends, more than herself.
Molly had learned her powers in such a short time. She had understood how to use her fire and ice by the third "class" was over. The hardest was walking though walls. She still couldn't control it. Sometimes she went through three floors in her sleep, but she never tried to escape. She wanted to learn so when she did get out of this hell she could try to look normal long enough to be in public. She even decided if she learn all her powers close enough to perfect she'd help everyone escape.
Today was different. All the mutants could sense it. They were all on edge. Some were as close to their door as they could be with out getting extricated, some looked like they were about to take off running from the back of their cage in a sprint position, and the rest were just acting normal just ready for anything.
Stryker hadn't come to get Molly like he had every weekday for the past month, which meant something big was going on. Stryker had been working on Weapon XI a lot lately. He was madder than normal the past few days. When they heard him yell it normally was something like 'When are you people going to get this right?' or 'How hard is it to do something right twice?'
But what really scared people was the man who had walked through here moments ago. He was tall, had long sharp finger nails, like animals claws. He walked through the hall smiling at all of them laughing, showing his fangs. Staring and locking eyes with most of them. He stopped for a long time looking at the small conversation Emma and Molly were having about how weird the day was. His hair wasn't grown out much but you tell he was blonde. He needed a shave too. He looked like some sort of assassin, but he was a mutant. Creepy. After he started and glanced he walked into the surgery room.
They all stayed on edge. Waiting for it to happen. They waited all day, or so they guessed since they didn't have windows. Then they heard it. A few screams, breaking glass. The guards ran out of the room and into the surgery room.
They all stood still. It had been so silent all day with a heavy felling of trouble in the air, it was now filled with adventure and horror. What felt hours later, but was really just a few minutes, a wolf looking man in white torn undershirt and jeans and a woman in a suit appeared in the room. Everyone looked at them. Only Emma said something.
"My sister!" she said to herself more than to everyone else.
The man was soon found to be a mutant when he had knife looking things come from his knuckles, three on each hand. He ran down the hall breaking the lock on the doors. Sparks flew as wires were broken and his metal met the metal of the doors.
All the mutants ran from their cages and Emma hugged her sister. Molly looked the other way toward the surgery room to glimpse at Stryker. His eyes wide seeing she was free with everyone else. She waved and the ran off with the others.
They all ran to the exit, trying to get away. The man and woman leading the way. Emma was holding her sister's hand and Molly was running keeping pace with them, that was before it happened. Molly's heart beat pick up, she could hear footstep coming from behind the two giant metal double doors they were running to. She began to run faster than all off them, even the wolf man.
She ran and two yards before she reach the door she turned into a cat. A foot or two before she got to the doors she sank into the ground, disappearing from sight. Emma began to run after her but her sister held her back.
"Emma stop!" And Emma complied.
"Kayla she's my best friend!" Emma said to her sister.
"We don't have time to stop let's keep moving!" The man yelled softly at both of them.
Right before they reached the entrance the door opened and a bald man appeared, his mouth was sewn shut and he was wearing nothing but red pants. He had markings on him, lines that lead all over his body some ended in circles at certain points.
"Oh God. Wade?" the man said signaling for the other to stop. Swords came from his knuckles, like the knives did the wolf man, except only one on each hand. "Kayla take the kids and get them out some other way." he said turning to the woman, Kayla, still holding Emma's hand.
"Ok." She turned to leave motioning the other to go before turning back to him. "Logan," Kayla said calling his attention, "be careful." Then she ran to go to the others.
They ran down halls having to face a few guards on the way. Kayla said goodbye to her sister and told her the way to an opening before leaving them to go back to Logan. They ran as fast as possible trying to find away. Before coming to a right, left decision.
"Which way?" Emma asked the other for input. They looked back and forth, they could her a few men coming down the hall behind them. All of a sudden on of the boys, who was not only blind from having an experiment done on him, but his powers kept him from opening his eyes, said "left".
"How do you know? You can't even see." Emma said looking at him with frustration.
"Just trust me!" And so they did they ran left. They heard crashes behind them, walls crumble, and the shouts of some of the guards.
They eventually came to an opening where a bald man was standing with a helicopter ready to go. He sent his thought to the others "I am Professor Charles Xavier I here to help you."
They all ran to the helicopter, Emma made sure everyone was in before turning and looking back. She saw nothing but an empty opening. She walked over to Charles he could see the worry one her face.
"Is everything alright?" he asked.
"My sister and my friend are still in there somewhere." Emma said.
"Do you know where?" he asked.
"No. Molly took off and went through the floor and my sister went after a man. For all I know their both dead." Emma sat on the ground her head in her hands, tears streaming down her face.
"We don't know that. They could both be alive and out of there just not able to find you." Charles Xavier said kneeling down next to her. "Now if we don't get out of here we could be dead ourselves and that would solve nothing." He gently pulled her up by her arm and into the helicopter.
They were off the ground in minutes. She looked down as they flew across the island land scanning for her sister and friend. She found both. As they were moving past they could see the fire trucks and police arriving at the destruction. There on the gravel with chunks of what use to be a nuclear plant disguise was, from what she could tell, was her sister not moving, dead.
Then not a yard away was Molly her brown hair blowing everywhere as she ran, with a boy next to her, he had a cane in his hand from what she could see. And then going the opposite direction, yet still away from all the cops was the man who released them.
"It will be ok. Everything will be taken care of." She heard Charles said to her in thought.
'I'm a cat! And I just went through the floor!" Molly stood their looking down at her paws. She was nothing more than a normal gray stripped Tabby housecat in the middle of chaos. She continued to run she could smell blood, and she could hear frantic footsteps all over the place.
When guards were coming her way she would duck into the nearest shadow. She had no idea how to change back, or where she was. When she came to a right left decision she when right. She decided to pull over to the side and try and get back to being human.
"Concentrate." She repeated four or five times to herself. Nothing happened. "What the hell?" She put her front paws to her face and fell over on her side. Next thing she knew she heard people coming. She jumped up looking to see a the small crowd of mutants looking franticly deciding which way to go.
They hurried left then Molly heard a wall crumble down the hall and decided to check it out. She ran on all four as fast as she could go to see a man with a cane in a purple jacket, shoulder length brown hair that he push from his face as he looked back on the damage he had done. When he turn and saw the cat he stared.
"What is a cat doing in the middle of all this?" He walked up to Molly and bent down to pick her up.
"Pick me up and your eyes come out." She hissed at him. As he stared in shock for a second.
"Ahh, you're a mutant. Well come on there are kids trying to get off the island and you can go with them." He said as they took off the way the kids did.
As they were running as fast as they could Molly's heartbeat sped up and the next thing she knew she was on two feet again. When they came to the opening to the woods they saw a man helping Emma into a helicopter, before getting in himself.
"Never mind then, come with me," he said grabbing her hand pulling her with him.
They turned around and ran backing to the place running straight and out another side. They took a quick glance around them seeing all the damage.
"Quick this way." The guy pulled Molly to follow him as they ran towards the center of the rumble.
"What's your name?" Molly asked him.
"Remy, but I can go by Gambit. What's yours?" Gambit asked in return.
"Molly." She stated.
When they got to the center they saw the man named Logan standing there with a healing hole in his head. Gambit ran up to him with Molly just a foot behind him. He and Logan said a few words. Logan got an angry look on his face as the hole in his head heeled completely. Gambit ran back pulling Molly with him.
"We have to get out of here. Come on." They ran before getting to a plane. "Get in." They got in the plane and he started it up and took off.
"Where are we going?" Molly asked.
"Where do you live?"
"Nowhere really. I was staying at a friends house while they were out of town. So I guess just drop me off at where ever." She shrugged looking out the window at the ocean they were over.
"Where are your parents? Did they not want a mutant child?" He asked.
"Um no Stryker made me this way."
"He experimented on you." He said in shock.
"Yeah. But it doesn't matter. At least now I can protect myself." She sighed.
"So where are your parents?" He asked concentrating on the sky.
"They were killed a few weeks ago. The first time the government tried to get me." She wiped away a tear and continued. "So I have nowhere to go except the nearest hotel."
"You got money for that?"
"Yeah, I hope. If not I'll try and get a job. Or be a house pet for awhile." She laughed.
"Better than nothin," He smiled.
"Where are you going?" She asked.
"A casino use the money I made last night get some more. Get a place to stay."
"Gambling? Really?" She laughed.
"Yep. I'm one of the best." he gloated
"Well just drop me off where ever." she sighed.
"You can hang with me for awhile," he suggested.
"I don't wan to be a bother," she said.
"You won't be. Maybe I can teach you to play poker and you can get some money for yourself." he said.
"We'll see." She smiled.
They flew an hour or two when they landed she stayed with Gambit. They stayed together for about three years. He taught her poker. She eventually left after the three year span ended.
She tried to look for Emma for two years but had no luck. She had found a lot of people her name but they weren't mutants. She just couldn't find her.
After that she wanted nothing but freedom. So she did what Stryker said she could, live among the beast of the jungle. She like the wild, she saw stars, baby animals, and beautiful scenery. Her time there was like a four year camping trip, exclude the times she went to see Gambit like normal, twice to three times a year.
After eleven years of roaming she actually ended up being a house cat, for the Drake family. The mom loved to pet her. The dad love to watch her go after the mice, which she never actually hurt. The two sons, only about three years apart liked to tease her with the flashlight. She had the cat thing going for her before the oldest son began to act weird.