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Chapter: 10

"I see you remember me," Mr. Blackstone smiled slightly. "Welcome to your new home."

"Gimme one reason why I shouldn't rearrange yer windpipe," I glared across the metal room at him.

The guards tense, and I glance between them menacingly.

"Because, with a wave of my magic wand," he holds up a remote control, "I can explosively remove your spinal cord. Let me demonstrate."

Electrical impulses course through my body and I drop to the ground. My gritted teeth muffle my screams as my body seizures uncontrollably. It stops and all I hear is a low chuckle and my own ragged breathing. I uncurl myself from a ball and stumble to my feet, glowering heatedly at the horrible man.

"Have I made myself clear?" he smiles politely.

"Perfectly. In fact, I can see right through you," I growl.

"Good. Lets go for a walk."

I resist the urge to glance at the other girls, just follow him out, followed by the two guards and their guns.

The hallway is metal, steel, plain with irregularly placed doors without windows. My mind counts the doors on both sides while staring straight ahead. Collect information. Don't fight. Mentally I sigh; I want to hurt someone. Badly.

"I believe the last time we saw each other, you were coming out of 'the hole' and not cooperating with me."

"Ya saw me when ya had that shapeshifter pose as me," I remind him.

"Yes," he concedes pleasantly, "But he wasn't so colorful. Do you know what happened after you left my island?"

"I know what happened ta me." I knew what happened to him too. He was supposed ta still be in jail.

A number of months after you were transferred to the other island; a couple of weeks after your commercial debute, in fact my island was invaded by a large number of government officials. Despite my previous agreement with the governor of Hawaii, my operation was shut down and my workers were released."

"You mean your slaves." I correct, staring straight ahead. "It's called the emancipation proclamation."

He continues as if I hadn't spoken, "I was charged with unauthorized imprisonment, forgery of legal documents and a number of other crimes."

"Yet here we are," I pipe up as we turn left down a hall.

"I wasn't the only investor in my project. I owed certain people and groups quite a bit of money. The researchers here, or rather, the investors behind the researchers, offered me a deal. I got out of prison through a loop hole and am now indebted to this project."

"And what is 'this project'?" We take a right. The hall looks the same.

"That I do not know. But they were looking for mutants with certain criteria. You match that criteria."

"Ya don't say, "I comment, dryly.

"I had no idea what had happened to you, if you'd been killed by th other exiles or simply starved to death. Our population counts over the island became zero quite suddenly.

"Yup," I didn't offer him any more information.

"By chance, I saw you on the news with the X-Men, and it became clear to me what had gone wrong with my island." He turns on me angrily. I see the attack coming, but to avoid confrontation, I block his hand and refrain from a counter. It doesn't cool him off any.

"You sent the X-Men there to destroy all that I'd worked for. You ruined my life-"

"Your life?" I ask in disbelief, "I was 15 years old!"

"And I saved you from dying at the hands of those law enforcement men."

We're playing that game, huh? "And I saved you from an attack by Magneto. You wouldn't have been recognizable as a human to the coroner after he got through with you," I point out heatedly. Truthfully I didn't persuade Magneto to leave him alone, I simply distracted him from his revenge.

Hey, my statement caught him off guard. I continued rationally, "Now you know the types of people I've worked with. You know that keeping me here is another disaster waiting to happen." We stop walking but I continue to speak, "If I'm not rescued by someone or a group of someones, I'm gonna bust outta here myself." I narrow my eyes at him for effect, "And if thats the case, I'm comin' after you,and I'm bringin' this place ta the ground."

He smiles smugly at me, "If you even think of escaping," the door we were standing in front of opens; we're back at the cell, "I'll blow each and every one of their brains out, starting with the child."

I turn to follow his gaze to Trinity, who whimpers audibly. My glare returns to his damn face.

"Good day, Cougar."

I'm shoved back into the cell, and turn to see the door close loudly.

This is not good.

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K, short but explanes a lot, right? In a hurry, enjoy, R&R have a good memorial day weekend!