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*Finals are done so I plan to update this more often then I have been. Thanks for you patience*
The door to my cell opened, I was temporarily blinded by the light. I had been living with barley any light for a while. I however knew what was about to happen, and I cowered in the corner. I figured if I just let him beat me he would leave Derek alone. It was him my accursed father, who I believed had gone mad. This time he had a new whip. He raised the whip and I felt the all too familiar pain, but this time it was much worse. There were some modifications made. It was too much. I finally screamed out in pain and, and begged for the mercy that I knew would not come.
Abby POV
We arrived at the home I grew up in. It was different; there was a newer addition to the house. The whole place seemed eerie to me now. I had a feeling the new addition was the place we were looking for. I realized how easy it was for my father to get away with his plans. We no longer had neighbors; they had moved away when the town's mill closed, and when we found out that we were mutants. There suddenly was blood curdling scream. We rushed into the house. The door was locked. Storm looked at Colossus "Break it down." Before me was a sight that would haunt me. My sister lay in blood writhing in agony. Her shirt was near tatters; luckily her bra was still somewhat in tact. She was in the world between unconsciousness and consciousness. I ran to her regardless of my father holding a whip. She was pale from the loss of blood, she seemed so fragile. I was looking her over, and I found a pair of beautiful black wings. "Sophie, Sophie, can you hear me?" Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at me. "You need to find Derek, he is here, and he was taken from me." I was floored; I thought that Derek had gone to live with my grandparents for a while. "Don't worry Sophie we will find him" I whispered. I snapped back to reality when Storm told Angel to take her to the jet. I asked Logan if he could smell another mutant. He nodded "He is about two doors down." We rushed to another door which was again locked. Storm again nodded to Colossus to break down the door. I steeled myself for what was to come, and was shocked to find that the scene was not as bad as I thought it would be. However it was bad. Bruises covered Derek's body, and I suspected at least one of his ribs was broken along with his arm. He had fewer whip marks, but they were infected. As I touched his forehead, I could feel that he was burning up. I didn't know if he would respond to me talking to him, but I had to try. "Derek, Derek its Abby I've come to take you out of here." I knew he was probably delirious, but I felt his hand tighten on mine. He began to shiver uncontrollably and I just about panicked. Colossus picked him up and got him to the jet. I looked at the man I once called my father. I shuddered and thought about what would have happened if I had would have stayed instead of going to the X-Men. I again looked at him. To me and the rest of my family this man would be dead, and would never be dealt with again. I took one last look at my home and walked onto the jet.
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