Title: Project: Rapunzel
Chapter:5
By: Webspinner
Notes: Thank you so much for reviewing. Your reviews are what is keeping this story going! I enjoy reading them a lot. Boom Boom aka Tabby Smith is also in this chapter. Enjoy.
I am addicted to it. I am addicted to the amber liquid they inject in me everyday. Somebody forgot to inject me or did it on purpose. My body started to have seizures that scared me. It was like swirling down into a black abyss. I could see my body but had no control over it. Joseph and Shaggy had to hold me down to keep me from hurting myself or someone else. Ida stood over and watched with her sadistic interest and looked slightly amused. Joseph had screamed at her to do something but all she did was watch. Soon I lost all consciousness and fell into blessed peace.
Time cannot penetrate this world of mine. Sometimes I will get a glance at Joseph or Ida's watch when they came in. I need it to give me a hint. In this world, you have to hold onto anything you can grab onto and clutch it to you. I think I knew how Pandora felt when she was surrounded by the evil once she opened the box and found that there was hope in the bottom. It wasn't my decision to open the box that forced me here. But I finally found my hope in Joseph. I always relied on myself but sometimes you find you can't bare everything and you realize you need someone else. Joseph was my hope in this madness. I never really see him that often. I drew on the walls again to get him up to my tower. Shaggy has become braver too. His real name is Cal but I think Shaggy suits him better. Ida alone comes here all the time though since she delivers my medication and food. I no longer scream at her, when I scream I get hit or slapped depending on her mood at the time. I simply wait now and kill time by imagining means to end her life. The feeling of hatred this strong still amazes me and drains me at times. Never before had I been affected by something so powerful. Joseph snuck a comb to me. I spend most of my time combing the massive knots that entangle my hair. It has grown even longer and I've stopped even trying to guess its length. It took me about four hours to get it untangled and about three hours after that to get it braided.
I am dreaming again. I don't know why the dreams have started again. They usually have my parents and friends in them. Sometimes they have Joseph in them too. He doesn't have his usual reddish shades in my dreams. I can actually see what color his eyes are but I never remember what color they were when I wake up. Dream Joseph has very nice eyes. I sort of wonder why he wears shades all the time, although it gives him an air of mystery. I wonder if the girls go crazy for him because of that mystery. Does he have a girlfriend? He probably does, girls love a man of mystery.
~ Scott~
"So let me get this straight, you are going to break into a place that probably has more security then Fort Knox to see a girl?" yelled the person on the other end of the phone. I winced and sighed. Trying to talk to Tabby Smith was an ordeal in and of itself. I frowned into the phone receiver and sat down on the bed in my cheap hotel room. "Tabitha, look I still need to get her to trust me before I can bring her to the Xmen. She still dealing with the fact she's a mutant herself and will probably freak if she finds out I am one and I am taking her to school of them," I explained.
"And?" Tabitha asked over the other end of the phone. I felt like yelling every insult at her I could think of. I took a deep breath and tried again.
"Look if Kurt was in here wouldn't you rescue him?" I asked using her crush on the blue fur ball as bait.
"Yes, of course. You're in love with her!" Tabby squealed over the phone. This was getting me nowhere.
"Listen to me carefully, something must not be getting through to you. There is a mutant girl who is imprisoned and experimented on by The Friends of Humanity," I told her. Pause. The FOH was like the bogie man to all mutants, some would wake up screaming after having a nightmare where they had been subjected to horrific experiments not too different from the ones being performed on Jean. Tabitha Smith was no different although she hid it well. Before becoming a member of the Xmen, Tabby had been a thief and a good one too. Most of the xmen still did not trust the young blonde but none of their goods had been found missing so far.
"What will you give me?" she asked finally. I rolled my eyes. If only I had somewhere else to turn to instead of a pyromaniac.
"The next time your late for curfew, I wont' rat on you," I promised her.
"And?"
"And what?" I asked now completely annoyed.
"What else?" she asked sounding annoyed at me.
"I'll try to hook you up with Kurt," I said.
"And?"
"And be happy with what you get," I told her not being able to help the sarcasm coming though in my voice.
"Give me $300 plus a free curfew pass and a date with Blue and tell you how you can get to your Juliet," she replied. She was my only chance and she knew it. "I hate you," I told her. She laughed on the other end.
"I know. Is it a deal?" she asked. "Yes," I said as I rubbed my forehead.
"On your honor?" she asked.
"Yes, I swear. Do you want me to sign my name in blood or something? And what about honor among thieves?" I asked her. There was a pause again.
"Who told you about honor among thieves? It's a myth. The rule is you stab me in the back and I stab you in the back. Now here's the plan…" she started. It was going to be a long night.
~Jean~
"Jean!" someone yelled waking me up with a start. I climbed out of the hard bed and went to the window. Joseph was standing at the base of the tower.
"What are you doing here?" I yelled back down at him.
"Lower you voice," he commanded me. I nodded.
"I needed to see you," he told me. His voice echoed off the bare walls. This was like something out of a movie.
"I am going to try something. That hook on the corner of the window wrap your braid around that once and then throw down your hair," he commanded me. I looked at him with puzzled expression but did what he commanded.
~Scott~
Her hair drifted down to the ground where I stood. It had reached the bottom as I hoped. It looked like a rope of flame. I let out a silent prayer and started to climb. When I reached the top Jean looked about ready to kill me.
"You could've warned me you were going to do that?" she yelled at me.
"I am sorry," I apologized to her. I am always apologizing to her it seems. "Did it hurt?" I ventured to ask.
"Have someone try to climb up your hair, what do you think? Of course it freakin' hurt," she retorted as she pulled the rest of her hair up.
"So why did you come up here?" she asked.
"Do you trust me?" I asked her. She gave me a strange look.
"Yes," she said finally with a nod.
~Jean~
Did I trust him? I knew the answer even before I asked myself.
"Yes," I said nodding. He looked relived. He's going to tell me something. Watch any movie and it always works out like this, he's going to tell the girl something and then the girl's probably going to hate him later.
"Jean," he whispered my name. My knees went weak as he came closer. I am in love with him! The fact just hit like a ton of bricks. This can't he happening. I wasn't going to be caught in the mess love required. I am not going to be hurt and I certainly not… He kissed me. Not on the hand but on the lips. My arms automatically wrapped around his neck pulling him closer and making the kiss even deeper. Time cannot penetrate the walls of my tower; this time I didn't want it to. I wanted this to last forever. He broke away too soon.
"I love you Jean," he told me. I managed to nod. He took a deep breath and slowly whispered.
"I am also as mutant." My mouth dropped open.
"You're what?"
"A mutant" He started to shift the glasses away from his face. Red light shimmered around the edges and he shifted them back to place.
"I can blast energy from my eyes. I'd give you a demonstration but my powers are not inside friendly," he said with a half smile.
"What did your parents think?" I asked. I had to know. I needed to know. Did all parents betray their children?
"I don't know. They died in a plane crash a long time ago," he told me. I held on to him tighter.
"My parents sold me here. My mother betrayed me for a plant," I told him and to my horror tears started to stream down my face. It had been such a long time since I've cried here. Joseph just held me while I wept into his shirt.
Chapter:5
By: Webspinner
Notes: Thank you so much for reviewing. Your reviews are what is keeping this story going! I enjoy reading them a lot. Boom Boom aka Tabby Smith is also in this chapter. Enjoy.
I am addicted to it. I am addicted to the amber liquid they inject in me everyday. Somebody forgot to inject me or did it on purpose. My body started to have seizures that scared me. It was like swirling down into a black abyss. I could see my body but had no control over it. Joseph and Shaggy had to hold me down to keep me from hurting myself or someone else. Ida stood over and watched with her sadistic interest and looked slightly amused. Joseph had screamed at her to do something but all she did was watch. Soon I lost all consciousness and fell into blessed peace.
Time cannot penetrate this world of mine. Sometimes I will get a glance at Joseph or Ida's watch when they came in. I need it to give me a hint. In this world, you have to hold onto anything you can grab onto and clutch it to you. I think I knew how Pandora felt when she was surrounded by the evil once she opened the box and found that there was hope in the bottom. It wasn't my decision to open the box that forced me here. But I finally found my hope in Joseph. I always relied on myself but sometimes you find you can't bare everything and you realize you need someone else. Joseph was my hope in this madness. I never really see him that often. I drew on the walls again to get him up to my tower. Shaggy has become braver too. His real name is Cal but I think Shaggy suits him better. Ida alone comes here all the time though since she delivers my medication and food. I no longer scream at her, when I scream I get hit or slapped depending on her mood at the time. I simply wait now and kill time by imagining means to end her life. The feeling of hatred this strong still amazes me and drains me at times. Never before had I been affected by something so powerful. Joseph snuck a comb to me. I spend most of my time combing the massive knots that entangle my hair. It has grown even longer and I've stopped even trying to guess its length. It took me about four hours to get it untangled and about three hours after that to get it braided.
I am dreaming again. I don't know why the dreams have started again. They usually have my parents and friends in them. Sometimes they have Joseph in them too. He doesn't have his usual reddish shades in my dreams. I can actually see what color his eyes are but I never remember what color they were when I wake up. Dream Joseph has very nice eyes. I sort of wonder why he wears shades all the time, although it gives him an air of mystery. I wonder if the girls go crazy for him because of that mystery. Does he have a girlfriend? He probably does, girls love a man of mystery.
~ Scott~
"So let me get this straight, you are going to break into a place that probably has more security then Fort Knox to see a girl?" yelled the person on the other end of the phone. I winced and sighed. Trying to talk to Tabby Smith was an ordeal in and of itself. I frowned into the phone receiver and sat down on the bed in my cheap hotel room. "Tabitha, look I still need to get her to trust me before I can bring her to the Xmen. She still dealing with the fact she's a mutant herself and will probably freak if she finds out I am one and I am taking her to school of them," I explained.
"And?" Tabitha asked over the other end of the phone. I felt like yelling every insult at her I could think of. I took a deep breath and tried again.
"Look if Kurt was in here wouldn't you rescue him?" I asked using her crush on the blue fur ball as bait.
"Yes, of course. You're in love with her!" Tabby squealed over the phone. This was getting me nowhere.
"Listen to me carefully, something must not be getting through to you. There is a mutant girl who is imprisoned and experimented on by The Friends of Humanity," I told her. Pause. The FOH was like the bogie man to all mutants, some would wake up screaming after having a nightmare where they had been subjected to horrific experiments not too different from the ones being performed on Jean. Tabitha Smith was no different although she hid it well. Before becoming a member of the Xmen, Tabby had been a thief and a good one too. Most of the xmen still did not trust the young blonde but none of their goods had been found missing so far.
"What will you give me?" she asked finally. I rolled my eyes. If only I had somewhere else to turn to instead of a pyromaniac.
"The next time your late for curfew, I wont' rat on you," I promised her.
"And?"
"And what?" I asked now completely annoyed.
"What else?" she asked sounding annoyed at me.
"I'll try to hook you up with Kurt," I said.
"And?"
"And be happy with what you get," I told her not being able to help the sarcasm coming though in my voice.
"Give me $300 plus a free curfew pass and a date with Blue and tell you how you can get to your Juliet," she replied. She was my only chance and she knew it. "I hate you," I told her. She laughed on the other end.
"I know. Is it a deal?" she asked. "Yes," I said as I rubbed my forehead.
"On your honor?" she asked.
"Yes, I swear. Do you want me to sign my name in blood or something? And what about honor among thieves?" I asked her. There was a pause again.
"Who told you about honor among thieves? It's a myth. The rule is you stab me in the back and I stab you in the back. Now here's the plan…" she started. It was going to be a long night.
~Jean~
"Jean!" someone yelled waking me up with a start. I climbed out of the hard bed and went to the window. Joseph was standing at the base of the tower.
"What are you doing here?" I yelled back down at him.
"Lower you voice," he commanded me. I nodded.
"I needed to see you," he told me. His voice echoed off the bare walls. This was like something out of a movie.
"I am going to try something. That hook on the corner of the window wrap your braid around that once and then throw down your hair," he commanded me. I looked at him with puzzled expression but did what he commanded.
~Scott~
Her hair drifted down to the ground where I stood. It had reached the bottom as I hoped. It looked like a rope of flame. I let out a silent prayer and started to climb. When I reached the top Jean looked about ready to kill me.
"You could've warned me you were going to do that?" she yelled at me.
"I am sorry," I apologized to her. I am always apologizing to her it seems. "Did it hurt?" I ventured to ask.
"Have someone try to climb up your hair, what do you think? Of course it freakin' hurt," she retorted as she pulled the rest of her hair up.
"So why did you come up here?" she asked.
"Do you trust me?" I asked her. She gave me a strange look.
"Yes," she said finally with a nod.
~Jean~
Did I trust him? I knew the answer even before I asked myself.
"Yes," I said nodding. He looked relived. He's going to tell me something. Watch any movie and it always works out like this, he's going to tell the girl something and then the girl's probably going to hate him later.
"Jean," he whispered my name. My knees went weak as he came closer. I am in love with him! The fact just hit like a ton of bricks. This can't he happening. I wasn't going to be caught in the mess love required. I am not going to be hurt and I certainly not… He kissed me. Not on the hand but on the lips. My arms automatically wrapped around his neck pulling him closer and making the kiss even deeper. Time cannot penetrate the walls of my tower; this time I didn't want it to. I wanted this to last forever. He broke away too soon.
"I love you Jean," he told me. I managed to nod. He took a deep breath and slowly whispered.
"I am also as mutant." My mouth dropped open.
"You're what?"
"A mutant" He started to shift the glasses away from his face. Red light shimmered around the edges and he shifted them back to place.
"I can blast energy from my eyes. I'd give you a demonstration but my powers are not inside friendly," he said with a half smile.
"What did your parents think?" I asked. I had to know. I needed to know. Did all parents betray their children?
"I don't know. They died in a plane crash a long time ago," he told me. I held on to him tighter.
"My parents sold me here. My mother betrayed me for a plant," I told him and to my horror tears started to stream down my face. It had been such a long time since I've cried here. Joseph just held me while I wept into his shirt.