The men dragged me into the beating sun. I looked around worried. Men stared as we passed, scowling. Lead into the familiar compound I had called home for the past year, we passed storage shelfs and boxes that now sat shatters on the floor. The men evolved me down into a stool. Pierce stood in front of me smirking. His robotic hand reached out and though back my hood. Staring down at me, he smiled.
"I read about you as a kid." He explained.
"I believe your thinking of someone else." I reassured him.
Without warning, Pierce punched me across the face. I nearly hit the meatless railing beside me, but my hand caught it first.
"Now if I'm not mistaking," pierce continued, ignoring me griping the railing. "You used to work for my team. You helped round up all those old mutants. What changed?" He asked. "You got religion?"
The truth is I did work for his company before. About 2 years ago, I needed the money. I needed to get out of Mexico. When pierce saw I wasn't going o aw see him, he sighed and sat beside me.
"I need you to do one more thing." He explained. "For the good guys."
I squinted, confused why he would even ask me to help. He new I wouldn't.
"I'm not helping you." I told him.
He sighed. "Of corse you would say that." He sounded disappointed." But, I got a Theron that people don't really change."
He stood, eying a tarp that hung over the kitchen area to make it more livable.
"Beware the light."
Confusion and fear ran through my head. What did he mean? I had a VERY good idea...
"Caliban..." pierce continued."I bet that's what your momma told you every day when you were a kid. Beware the light."
Pierce pulled a nice out of his pocket and flipped it open, revealing sharp steel. He smiled. Cutting the rope to hold up the tarp, pierce chuckled. I screamed.
I tried to scramble away from the light but pierces men held me in place.
"Now," said pierce. " lets not bring out the worst in each other.
I continued to scream as huge red blisters and burns spread across my skin.
Pierce continued. "The girl is not worth it. Trust me." He paced around the room. "She's not a natural fuck-up like you. She's a business mistake. We need to get her off the board." He explained. "Before she hurts anyone else. Some one you care about."
I continued to scream in pain. The throbbing in my skull was unbelievable. Pierce picked up a towel and through it on my head, shielding me from the sun.
"So start snifin." Pierce told me.
