I laid on my back gasping for air. My body trembled as I tried to move. The pain surged through my body, bringing me to the verge of collapse. I rolled onto my back and pulled my knees to my chest. I inhaled deeply summoning all of the energy I had left. The shadowed figure ran towards me. I felt his body against the soles of my shoes and I kicked forward. He tried to grip on to my leather knee high boots but his attempt went unnoticed. I heard as his back cracked against the stone wall. I heard his lifeless body land with a sickening thud when he fell to the ground.
Breathe in.
I sat up slowly, my body complaining every inch.
Breathe out.
I dragged myself to lean against a brick wall. I looked down at my legs, blood glazed my skin. A deep gash in my right leg bled heavily. It was going to need stitches. I rested my head on my shoulder and waited. S.H.I.E.L.D would arrive shortly.
Breathe in.
I started coughing, shaking my slim frame to the bone. I pulled my knees to my chest gasping in pain. I closed my eyes and his image formed in the back of my mind. It always did. His eyes were always there starring at me. They always looked sadden and I couldn't help but blame that on me. I just had to stay away long enough to become normal.
S.H.I.E.I.L.D had a new operation coming out call Change. This operation is to take super villains and strip them of the abilities. I was mortified at first, but when Fury told me that he could change me. He could turn me into a normal person. He could help me start over. I help him on mission in my field, He would pay for education, living, transportation, and I would receive a monthly check. He would clear my mutations off of all the databases in the world. I would be given a new life. A new Security card, Birth certificated, Name, History, Origin and Background if I wanted.
Naturally, when I asked if he could reverse my mutations like the others, create me to be an actual human, He sent my a glare that sent chills down my spine. So yes, I was working for SHIELD, and in some cases, SHILED was working for me.
I meet on their terms, they'd meet on mine.
So if given Bruce false information, updates and kept him busy so I could stay away from him, that's what SHILED agreed to do. I got updates on him daily, as well as Erika and Steve. I could hack in to the system and watch him (but that made me feel stalker-ish and I avoided it at all costs). I did check on him to making sure he kept Frosty safe. I wonder if he knew yet.
After my adoptive mother passed away I stumbled upon a sick women in an ally. Out of the kindness of my heart I brought her home for my father to heal. When he saw her he kept lips in a straight line and never said a word while her stitched her back to health. She stayed with us for two weeks. Though she was cared for everyday he cheeks became hallowed. Her eyes sunk into her face and he hair always seem to hang in a lose mess around her frail face. Every time she coughed it seem her body would break. Her blonde hair slowly fell out. Her eyes became the color of melting snow and her skin was the color of frost.
The last day I saw her she was laying on the couch. Her eyes slowly drifted over to me and she mused a weak smile. I remember her resting her cold hands against my cheek. I shivered under he touch.
"My daughter, I feared I would have never seen you again," I snapped my eyes to hers, they opened slowly, "If only your father hadn't died," she cried out.
"They took you, my daughter. They took you away and I've searched every corner for you. I made a deal with a witch to find you, she has taken my youth my daughter." Her icy hands rest on top of mine. "Would you believe I am only 26?" she forced a smile.
"They took you away from me, They wanted you for chaos. Your adoptive father, as harsh as he may seem, he saved you from a terrible life. You may wish for a life that was better. You may feel unloved, but you must realize, you had to mothers who gave everything for you. They loved you so much that they did everything in their power for you. And your father, he died to make sure you lived. His die wish was to hold you. He died holding you, he died the happiest man alive. Your adoptive father may not love you like the rest of us, but he did care enough to save you. He cared enough to give you a fighting chance." She fell into a coma that night. I sought out a witch who changed her into a kitten. Very deceiving. Though she cannot be human full time, when she changes, her powers are unmatched. That's why I left her with Bruce. He needed her protection more than I do.
"Misteria," I turned ant looked at the black haired male in front of me.
"Chance," I growled. The vibration made me wince in pain.
"Come with me," He held out his hand, "You were never meant to be harmed here. My men can become pretty reckless." His hand fell to his side and he dropped down sitting on the back of his feet. "But you didn't use your abilities? Why?" I ignored his question and he kept looking at me.
"Do you think he loves you? Do you think he cares? He doesn't. You were never meant to be loved. You are unlovable. If you think the Hulk is a monster you have to look in the mirror. Everyone you love dies. Everyone you care about are at risk. Do you really want to do that? Do you want to live knowing people are getting hurt because of you. You can prevent this. I can love you. I can love you for freak that you are. I will take care of you. I will make sure you are feared, I'll do that out of the kindness of my heart." I looked into his crimson eyes. "Yes, look at me, because where I am, is where the answers are. Come with me," he held his hand out to me once again, I starred at his long fingers.
"Don't listen to him!" I turned and looked at Bruce. I stared at him. Something was wrong. I felt wrong.
"You are too late monster," he stood up in front of me grinning, "she is under my influence. She is mine now." He pulled me next him, supporting me by my waist. "I will show her love, the love that you refused her." My head lulled to the right, it hung carelessly while I watched him. I felt carefree. I didn't care if I got hit my a bus, because I was just there. I wasn't living, I was just alive.
"Don't listen to him," he cried out walking towards me. "I love you, for you. I don't care if you're different. I don't know you and I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. Just don't go with him. He doesn't care." I stared at him, I wanted to tell him that I love him but my body was weak.
I gathered my strength and starred Bruce straight in the eye.
"I hate you."
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A/N: dun dun duun! Isn't this a great way to end that chapter? Of course it is! Reviews on my ending people! And review because I was suppose to go to a Shinedown concert and The girl taking me…didn't hold up her part. SOOO… review to cheer me up? That would be amazing! I might even have a picture of Misty and chance in the works. You will only find out if I get reviews!
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