Into the Forest
Shocked and dread spread through Marie's body, blanketing her in a freezing state of fear. Wide brown eyes open in distress, mouth open in a short small gasp as the blonde women eyes glared daggers with rage, stepping closer and closer to Marie with each slow and graceful step. Trembling with fright, Marie was glued to her spot, her mind told her to run, run fast but her body ignored her pleading calls, staying immobile like a statue. As the blonde women came nearer to Marie, she all of a sudden stopped her movements. Green eyes stared over Marie's shoulder looking puzzled and curious but still held that fury in her eyes. A snarl formed in her red painted lips, baring her perfect white teeth. Quickly, with quick speed the blonde women ran full haste towards Marie, passing by the startling teen girl who looked in the process of fainting, disappeared into the snowy white, dewy woodland. Turning around with shaky steps, Marie gulped breathless as puffs of cold air appeared in the chilling air as she tried to calm her racing heartbeat. Wondering what got the blondes attention so drastically, Marie got curious and thought about following her but decided not to. Besides, she knew what happened to people who got curious.
Curiosity killed the cat.
Was what her mother always told her about snooping folks. Marie didn't want to know where her body might turn up if she followed no use in meddling if she ended up frozen dead. So with a once last glance Marie started her walk down the sloppy road. Not long after she started walking a few steps, an explosion of screams and crackling of trees could be heard from inside the depths of the serene forest. Alarm from the noise, she stopped her walk and looked at the forest that held an eerie look as grey fog started to form around the snow white woodland. Pondering if the blonde women was alright, Marie couldn't just leave the blonde women alone if she was in trouble or injured, no one would know about the blonde's whereabouts and if Marie walked away, it'll be in her conscious. So with a deep unsteady breathe, Marie slowly walked into the swirls of grey fog that seemed to grab and consume her trembling body. As she neared closer to the noise, the sound got louder and louder, stopping to a halt when she heard something strike with such force, a moan of pain was then followed. Slowly moving up and hiding behind a tall shrub, Marie poked her head to get a view of what was transpiring. Watching the scene unfold behind awed brown eyes, Marie could only stare with amazement and bewilderment. There, out in the open woods, in the middle of the snowy trees, stood the blonde women. Exhaustion was written in her face, her stand weak and ready to collapse any minute. Her arms stretched out, palms clutched tightly in battle form as she stood ready to fight in one side. On the other side, laying bloody and unconscious and heavy branches on top of them, on the snowy ground laid two figures cloaked in black covering with dark masks shielded their entire faces, leaving no features to be shown. Towards the front of the two comatose cloak figures, another body also dressed in all black stood poised with one arm stretched and holding what appeared to be a long thin stick pointed directly at the tired women.
Getting closer, praying not to be seen or step on a twig, Marie could see and hear the ending heated conversation going on between them.
"Tell me, what is worse? To be hated for being a mud blood witch? Or…. Being a mutant freak?….. No family, no friends, no future. "laughing with cruelty behind the covered dark mask, stick held pointed up high.
"You tell me." panted the blonde blood red lips held in a smirk, staggering a few steps back, "What's worse for you? Becoming a death eater with failing accomplishments? Putting a disgrace to your slimy Death Eaters family? Or following like a lost puppy after your so called Lord? Becoming his little loyal puppet."
Growling, the dark robed figure flicked his wrist. A spark of color shot out from the skinny stick, going straight towards the tired women whom barely had enough energy to jump out of the way. As the shot flew past her, it hit a small shrub, exploding into pieces. Bits of leaves, dirt and twigs falling and landing in every direction.
Right before Marie eyes, the blonde with the little vigor she had, leaped into the air, levitating a couple of feet. With quick lightning speed, the golden- blonde kicked the black form's stick out from its hand, with a swift kick of her other leg the black shape fell on its back. With strength Marie had ever seen coming from a small petite women or any normal human, the fair-haired women grasped the front cloaks form, raising it up into the air with her.
Facing eye to eye, the blonde gave a snarl," I should rip you and your little friends weak pathetic limbs apart but I'm not, oh no, not this time. You are going to give your Dark Lord a little message from me. "removing the dark forms mask not too gently, revealing a terrified man from the covering "You think I don't know he's alive? Well, I do. " hearing a gasp escape the mans open mouth, "You just confirmed it." smirking with fire in her emerald eyes, crushing the black mask into tiny metal pieces, some becoming into dust, "Tell him, He'll pay for what he did… what he did to my parents. I didn't know who he was back then. I didn't know what he had wanted or what he wanted to achieve for kidnapping and murdering the only family I had in cold blood. If he was looking for ransom, he could have known we didn't have money… but now I'm older, with so much power he could ever foresee. As of this point, what I only have are a very particular set of skills; Skills that I have acquired over time and a very long career. Skills to make me a nightmare for monsters like him. If he had only let them go, he wouldn't have created a monstrosity. That would have been the end of the night and we wouldn't have to be in these circumstances. I wouldn't have to be looking and pursuing any tracks of his slithering conniving body all these years. But he didn't, I will look for him, I will find him, and I will kill him, until my dieing day." growling intently down at the breathless man.
"Good luck." sneered the man with cold blue eyes, wisps of silvery-blonde hair sticking on his bleeding noise and mouth.
With sudden force, the fair haired women hurled the man over towards the two unconscious forms, knocking him out as well. The only sound that was heard was Marie's unsteady breathes and the blondes weary breathless sighs, wheezing for air. As if sensing someone else in the snowy, fogged forest, the blonde tensed. Turning her head towards the spot where Marie was hiding behind.
"Come out. I know you're there." yelled the golden fair head, staring at the shaking shrub as it squeaked in response.
Poking her head slowly to face the angry blonde, Marie stepped out from her hiding place. Nervously tugging on the sleeves of her green coat, wide petrified, brown doe-eyes looked at emotionless, cat eye, dark emerald eyes.
"Why are you following me? Were you send here to spy on me?" scowling and putting a protective, defensive stand. (the best that she could with her injuries.)
"N-No! No, Ah just heard loud noises… a-ah thauht you were hurt. Ah swear ah just wahntd to help yall." brown eyes getting teary with tears.
Panting softly, the blonde gave Marie one last glare, before turning and walking away once again. Staggering and puffing for breathe, clutching her arm over her heart, "Don't follow me girl. If you value your life, I suggest you forget whatever you heard or seen….. and move on. If you don't… I'll personally make sure there will never be… a next time encounter… don't make me regret leaving… you alive."
But before the blonde could take another step, a small, shaky gasp came from her blood red lips, collapsing down to the snowy white snow.
Startled, Marie ran up to the blonde. Kneeling next to her, Marie saw a flow of liquid crimson running from the unconscious blonde's shoulder, a long deep open wound was vividly seen on her shoulder blade running down south, disappearing under the women's black fur coat . Panicking, not knowing what to do, Marie didn't know if she should leave the injured women here and run to the diner to call for help or take her with her and risk the possibilities of opening the wound more. Making her decision and knowing it was a risky choice, Marie prepared for the long journey back to the diner with the blonde. Quickly, unzipping her duffle bag, Marie frantically hoped to find anything to stop the current stream of blood that was pooling into a liquid of mixed dark scarlet and snowy-white puddle. Finally, locating a silky white scarf, Marie started to wrap it around the wounded shoulder.
But just when Marie was about to tie the knot to secure the scarf in place, a pale slender hand came up, holding Marie's ivory bare wrist and clenching it with a tight strength. Wincing in pain, Marie looked down at the barely conscious women. Dark green eyes regarded up at deep brown eyes, no longer was the eyes glaring at Marie. Now, she was able to see the beauty of the blonde, her features rivaling Jeans. If Logan was to ever see such perfect complexion from this women, all traces of Jean's once existence would diminish. Golden blonde ringlets that seemed to shine in a glowing hallow, dark intense emerald cat-eyes with long eyelashes, pointed nose, milky white flawless skin, and full red wine lips and a slender body, with endless legs that Logan loved to leer and see on a women. Over all, Logan wouldn't even think twice about not screwing her from seven ways to Sunday.
As Marie snapped from her wandering thoughts, she felt the familiar pull that signified the activation of her dead powers, the powers she had gotten rid of and never wanted to feel ever again. Like a switch turning on in full capacity, an endless of emotions and new foreign memories smashed its way into her thoughts, appearing in Marie's mind in a burst of swirling colors and forms. So many memories rushed into her mind, wave after wave of great white heat of pain ran into Marie's entire body. Watching the reaction of the blondes wide unexpected expression, Marie started screaming. Green eyes staring in a lingering daze with each passing second.
"LET GO! LET GOOO! OH GAHD…..PLEASE! LET GOOOOO!" cried Marie, desperately with all her might to detach the ashy pale hand that was thrashing wildly along with her body. Notice quickly, her mutation was pulling the blondes life faster, more intense and with greater pain than she had ever experience before. Her mutation had almost a mind of its own, greedily sucking whatever energy it held. The more Marie pulled her wrist away, the tighter the hand held. Weeping as hot tears poured out of Maries brown horror-struck eyes.
At last, what seems like minutes but were only seconds, cold lifeless green eyes held no spark. Emotionless dead emerald eyes stared glassy back at Marie as finally, the ashy-gray hand became loose, arm falling stiffly down the crystal flakes of warm crimson fluid.
Stumbling back, Marie instantly felt a great rage of hate spreading through her entire body. Sobbing as a scream was heard from inside her head. Marie could only cry, howling and screaming anxiously as she tried to pull her dark brown tresses to ease the pain away from her wailing mind. Memories after memories that flashed instantiations sank down and cracked the mental blocks the Professor had placed to ease her mind in peace and any intruding mind-readers. Memories that weren't hers flowed into her mind in lightning speed. Marie struggling with the increase pressure that grew with a pounding might. Darkness swept into her mind and body as Marie with little strength she had, tried to fight the entity that was grabbing a hold of her body but finally gave up after another wailing scream was once again heard in her mind. Marie let the pleasant calm darkness engulf her. The last conscious image she saw were ferocious, wild, fierce, dark emerald eyes staring at her with raging fire of loathing hostility.
Well that's the end of this chapter. Took me awhile to write it in paper and type in my computer but I finally finished it. Oh, I just saw the movie Taken, with Liam Neeson just a few days ago and I just loved his quoting from when he heard his daughter getting kidnapped from the other end of the phone. So I just had to put it in this chapter but I added and changed it a little to fit the story. So I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks to the people who have written me comments, made me thrilled and inspired me to write more stories.