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Oh! And in case you didn't read what I wrote in the reviews, The mutant's name is Emma. How does Rogue find this out? The fact that I wrote the chapter pretty fast made me skip that part of the story. SOOOOO, this is how she knew! She asked who the mutant was, and the mutant plainly answered Emma! Ok! I hope that cleared some things up! Oh! And thanks Sioned136 for pointing that out!!! ^_^
Rated PG-13 for….
The usual reason. I don't think there is any cursing on this one… but there are pretty serious topics here.
Disclaimer…
Many people own a lot. I do not. X-Men and X-Evo isn't mine
(ok… that one was weak… maybe a better one next time…? O.o;;;;)
*: From the mind
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The Lament of a Child
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"No! P-Please stop it!" The little girl cried. The mother looked at her, her hair as white as new fallen snow. "YOU stop it! I'm serious! If you mention those voices ONE MORE TIME, your father and I are going to be forced to take you away!"
"But it's the truth mama! Please help me!"
The mother grabbed the girl sternly in the left arm. She whimpered. "EMMA!"
The girl cried. "Mamma! Don't take me there! Please!"
The mother picked up the girl and held her tightly in her arms. She began walking to the house of white and padded walls. The girl held onto her mother dearly. "Mamma! They think I'm crazy! Please Mamma! Don't make me go!" The girl kicked free and began running.
"EMMA!!!"
She continued running… running away from the house of white. A trail of tears was left for her mother to follow. "EMMA! PLEASE COME BACK!"
The girl kept running… running… running… She closed her eyes. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME???" She screamed. Being unaware of where she was going she had tripped on a rock and almost fell off a ledge. Her mother ran to her. "Emma! Hold on!"
The girl glared at her mother. "You think I'm crazy too, Mamma! Why should I?"
"Emma! Please!"
"NO!"
The voices re-entered her head. The girl screamed. Before the little one lost her grip, her mother grabbed her and carried her back to the house of white. The girl passed out, and she was taken into the room of padded walls. Although she had fainted… tears fell from the girl's eyes.
Rogue's eyes snapped open… Emma…. Poor Emma… suddenly, the mansion was filled with the X-Men again. How was it that they were all gone for the past hour, and all of a sudden appear…? What game was this?
That afternoon, they all went to the pool. Rogue couldn't go in… because of her stitches… so she was forced to sit aside with the other girls who preferred to tan than to play. Jean, at the moment, seemed to make an exception and hopped right into the pool. The guys had assembled the volleyball net. The other mutants came too. Jubilee, Bobby, Amara, Samuel, Jamie, Robert, Rahne, and Ray. Amara, Evan, and Robert sat out as the others played volleyball.
The day passed as fast as it started, and Rogue sat in her bedroom. Soon, Kurt walked inside to join her. Rogue looked at her. "What… you need something?" He smiled at her and sat on her bed. "I vanted to just see you… do you fell alright talking to me about this girl you hear in your mind?"
Rogue sighed. "It's not like I have anything else to do. Her name is Emma."
"Did you ever see her…?"
"Yeah… only once. I saw her in my reflection the first day I started hearing her. She had short blonde hair and whitish blue eyes."
"What does she vant from you?"
Rogue shrugged. "Beats me… but she said she wanted to play. Weird… and freaky if you ask me."
Kurt blinked. "Why won't you play?"
"You should hear this girl. It's as if she wants me to die… I don't think it's a smart thing to do. She threatened me atop all that."
He paused and looked out the window. "Rogue… do you think you'll be alright?"
She looked at him. "What…. Do YOU think I'll be alright?"
"Ja… I just wanted to know from your point of view…"
"I'll be fine."
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"Why doesn't mamma love me anymore?"
"Why doesn't daddy look at me?"
"Why doesn't anyone believe me?"
The little girl woke up in the padded room. She searched around. No mother… no father… She looked at the door, the exit, and saw doctors looking through the windows. She backed up against a corner and tears continued seeping through her eyes. The doctors sighed. "She hasn't stopped crying for two days now… perhaps we should bring something to occupy her with?" They left, and Emma held onto herself. She hung her head down. Mamma and Daddy didn't want her… they didn't want her because she was crazy…
The doctors returned. They opened the doors and walked in. Emma scooted back to the corner. She stared at the doctors in pain, worry, and distrust. One of the doctors approached her. "Emma, dear… I'm Dr. Biltmore. I'm here to help you."
She sniffed. "You think I'm crazy too! You-"
"Now, now, dear. Don't be afraid. We're here to help. See? We already brought you a doll for you to play with." The doctor reached her hand handed a ragged-doll to her. She stared at him… and soon at the doll. She held it in her hands. She looked at the door. "You know the other people are scared too… did you give them a doll?"
Dr. Biltmore laughed. "No dear… this is a special doll just for you. We'll come by tomorrow for we can talk."
The doctors left, and Emma held onto the doll. She listened to the voices around her. She began to respond to them. "I'm not crazy either." The tears remained falling.
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"Emma, you say?"
"That's right Mr. McCoy… … what are you going to do."
He began typing on the computer. "I'm going to be looking up background information on this girl. In the mean time, you go enjoy yourself." Rogue left, and Hank began researching.
She began walking to the park again, her eyes on the ground. She began to wonder about this girl… Emma…
If Emma was a mutant, she wouldn't be dead… she'd have to be alive to do what she's been doing. But where was she? Rogue shook the thought away. Emma wasn't bothering her… yet… maybe she decided to leave her alone?
Her eyes remained on the ground and she continued walking. Not the brightest idea. As soon as her eyes left the ground, she crashed into a guy wearing a black trench coat. She fell to the ground. She quickly checked her left arm and held onto it. She looked up. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" She growled. The male grunted. "Well, maybe you should look ahead o' yourself instead of looking at de ground." He stood up and brushed himself off. He lent her a hand. She looked at it, and then at the man's face. She grabbed the hand and stood up. Rogue rose an eyebrow. "Ain't it a little warm to wear a trench coat… needless to say a black one?"
He smirked at her. "Yeah, I guess… but it don bother me." He looked at her left arm. A look of concern was placed on his face. She noticed he was looking at the cut and she turned away from him. "Don't expect me to thank you. You were the reason why I fell anyway." She stormed off. He scratched his head and looked away. What a weird girl. He took off his trench coat and touched the scar he bared on his left shoulder. He closed his eyes and sighed. *Emma gained better aim… dat girl is her target…or WAS her target… I better keep an eye on her...*
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Well, what'cha think? I'm going to try to get at least one chapter each day, alright? It all depends on how many review I get ^_^ This chapter was a little laid back…. and shorter… but wait until the next one!! It is titled:
CHAPTER FOUR: LIGHT IN THE SKY
Oh! And in case you didn't read what I wrote in the reviews, The mutant's name is Emma. How does Rogue find this out? The fact that I wrote the chapter pretty fast made me skip that part of the story. SOOOOO, this is how she knew! She asked who the mutant was, and the mutant plainly answered Emma! Ok! I hope that cleared some things up! Oh! And thanks Sioned136 for pointing that out!!! ^_^
Rated PG-13 for….
The usual reason. I don't think there is any cursing on this one… but there are pretty serious topics here.
Disclaimer…
Many people own a lot. I do not. X-Men and X-Evo isn't mine
(ok… that one was weak… maybe a better one next time…? O.o;;;;)
*: From the mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Lament of a Child
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"No! P-Please stop it!" The little girl cried. The mother looked at her, her hair as white as new fallen snow. "YOU stop it! I'm serious! If you mention those voices ONE MORE TIME, your father and I are going to be forced to take you away!"
"But it's the truth mama! Please help me!"
The mother grabbed the girl sternly in the left arm. She whimpered. "EMMA!"
The girl cried. "Mamma! Don't take me there! Please!"
The mother picked up the girl and held her tightly in her arms. She began walking to the house of white and padded walls. The girl held onto her mother dearly. "Mamma! They think I'm crazy! Please Mamma! Don't make me go!" The girl kicked free and began running.
"EMMA!!!"
She continued running… running away from the house of white. A trail of tears was left for her mother to follow. "EMMA! PLEASE COME BACK!"
The girl kept running… running… running… She closed her eyes. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME???" She screamed. Being unaware of where she was going she had tripped on a rock and almost fell off a ledge. Her mother ran to her. "Emma! Hold on!"
The girl glared at her mother. "You think I'm crazy too, Mamma! Why should I?"
"Emma! Please!"
"NO!"
The voices re-entered her head. The girl screamed. Before the little one lost her grip, her mother grabbed her and carried her back to the house of white. The girl passed out, and she was taken into the room of padded walls. Although she had fainted… tears fell from the girl's eyes.
Rogue's eyes snapped open… Emma…. Poor Emma… suddenly, the mansion was filled with the X-Men again. How was it that they were all gone for the past hour, and all of a sudden appear…? What game was this?
That afternoon, they all went to the pool. Rogue couldn't go in… because of her stitches… so she was forced to sit aside with the other girls who preferred to tan than to play. Jean, at the moment, seemed to make an exception and hopped right into the pool. The guys had assembled the volleyball net. The other mutants came too. Jubilee, Bobby, Amara, Samuel, Jamie, Robert, Rahne, and Ray. Amara, Evan, and Robert sat out as the others played volleyball.
The day passed as fast as it started, and Rogue sat in her bedroom. Soon, Kurt walked inside to join her. Rogue looked at her. "What… you need something?" He smiled at her and sat on her bed. "I vanted to just see you… do you fell alright talking to me about this girl you hear in your mind?"
Rogue sighed. "It's not like I have anything else to do. Her name is Emma."
"Did you ever see her…?"
"Yeah… only once. I saw her in my reflection the first day I started hearing her. She had short blonde hair and whitish blue eyes."
"What does she vant from you?"
Rogue shrugged. "Beats me… but she said she wanted to play. Weird… and freaky if you ask me."
Kurt blinked. "Why won't you play?"
"You should hear this girl. It's as if she wants me to die… I don't think it's a smart thing to do. She threatened me atop all that."
He paused and looked out the window. "Rogue… do you think you'll be alright?"
She looked at him. "What…. Do YOU think I'll be alright?"
"Ja… I just wanted to know from your point of view…"
"I'll be fine."
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"Why doesn't mamma love me anymore?"
"Why doesn't daddy look at me?"
"Why doesn't anyone believe me?"
The little girl woke up in the padded room. She searched around. No mother… no father… She looked at the door, the exit, and saw doctors looking through the windows. She backed up against a corner and tears continued seeping through her eyes. The doctors sighed. "She hasn't stopped crying for two days now… perhaps we should bring something to occupy her with?" They left, and Emma held onto herself. She hung her head down. Mamma and Daddy didn't want her… they didn't want her because she was crazy…
The doctors returned. They opened the doors and walked in. Emma scooted back to the corner. She stared at the doctors in pain, worry, and distrust. One of the doctors approached her. "Emma, dear… I'm Dr. Biltmore. I'm here to help you."
She sniffed. "You think I'm crazy too! You-"
"Now, now, dear. Don't be afraid. We're here to help. See? We already brought you a doll for you to play with." The doctor reached her hand handed a ragged-doll to her. She stared at him… and soon at the doll. She held it in her hands. She looked at the door. "You know the other people are scared too… did you give them a doll?"
Dr. Biltmore laughed. "No dear… this is a special doll just for you. We'll come by tomorrow for we can talk."
The doctors left, and Emma held onto the doll. She listened to the voices around her. She began to respond to them. "I'm not crazy either." The tears remained falling.
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"Emma, you say?"
"That's right Mr. McCoy… … what are you going to do."
He began typing on the computer. "I'm going to be looking up background information on this girl. In the mean time, you go enjoy yourself." Rogue left, and Hank began researching.
She began walking to the park again, her eyes on the ground. She began to wonder about this girl… Emma…
If Emma was a mutant, she wouldn't be dead… she'd have to be alive to do what she's been doing. But where was she? Rogue shook the thought away. Emma wasn't bothering her… yet… maybe she decided to leave her alone?
Her eyes remained on the ground and she continued walking. Not the brightest idea. As soon as her eyes left the ground, she crashed into a guy wearing a black trench coat. She fell to the ground. She quickly checked her left arm and held onto it. She looked up. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" She growled. The male grunted. "Well, maybe you should look ahead o' yourself instead of looking at de ground." He stood up and brushed himself off. He lent her a hand. She looked at it, and then at the man's face. She grabbed the hand and stood up. Rogue rose an eyebrow. "Ain't it a little warm to wear a trench coat… needless to say a black one?"
He smirked at her. "Yeah, I guess… but it don bother me." He looked at her left arm. A look of concern was placed on his face. She noticed he was looking at the cut and she turned away from him. "Don't expect me to thank you. You were the reason why I fell anyway." She stormed off. He scratched his head and looked away. What a weird girl. He took off his trench coat and touched the scar he bared on his left shoulder. He closed his eyes and sighed. *Emma gained better aim… dat girl is her target…or WAS her target… I better keep an eye on her...*
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Well, what'cha think? I'm going to try to get at least one chapter each day, alright? It all depends on how many review I get ^_^ This chapter was a little laid back…. and shorter… but wait until the next one!! It is titled:
CHAPTER FOUR: LIGHT IN THE SKY