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but I don't.
Authors Note: This is my second story about Mutant X. It came to me at a
whim and just popped into my head. I hope you like it!!! PLEASE REVIEW!
Calm before the Storm
The calm before the storm. That's what it felt like. There was this almost deafening silence that burrowed into your soul and ate away at your pride when you left everything bottled up. You would think that when you didn't tell anybody what you were feeling that you would keep your pride in tacked, but that was obviously not the case here. There was no way that I would let them destroy the wall of defenses around my mind. I wouldn't let Emma anywhere near me because I knew that she wouldn't hesitate to dive into my mind and personally make me reveal my emotions. She would know them herself but I just knew that she would never tell the others without my consent and I was never going to give that to her. The others had no problem with telling each other about how they felt. They saw it has a comfort, almost a joy to let their feelings out in the open. And they often thought that I should feel the same way. I was brought up differently from them. I would never allow myself to show them what I truly felt for fear that I would be punished for doing so. None of them had a really happy childhood. But at least they had one. I had to grow up to quickly to enjoy the pleasures of innocence. They never had to worry about looking out for their younger siblings because their parents where to absorbed in their own problems to deal with theirs. They never had to watch their brother get taken away by two tall huge men who shot electricity out of their hands, just like they did. They never had to feel the quilt whenever they used their powers because they were afraid that in some way, they where hurting their brother even more then the men did. No, they would never know exactly how that felt. And I hope no one else ever has to. I am sitting alone on my bed at about 3:00 in the morning, and suddenly these random thoughts start pouring into my mind. Completely different then anything I would have ever thought about thinking about. They almost weren't really thoughts, but locations and coordinates. Then there were images of places I had never been before; places that looked like they shouldn't even exist. It was has if someone was guiding me down a long hallway with doors on all sides. When I looked closer I could see bars like in a prison. There were small rooms on the other side of the bars, and lying on every bed was a person. Some where really old with long gray beards and they were talking to themselves, ranting on and on about what there life was like out of the compound. But in other rooms there where kids not older then 10. Some of the kids would be sitting on the floor staring at the wall with a look of defeat on there face, while others would be pushing and pulling at the bars of the cell trying desperately to get out. There was one room that I was really drawn to, though. Has I looked in, I could see a boy around 17 years old. He was facing the wall and sitting patiently. He had dark brown hair that went to his ears and he was really skinny. The boy then started to slowly turn around, while humming an old tone that my siblings and me used to sing constantly. First I saw his noes, then his mouth, and finally his eyes. Has I took in his features and put them together, I saw the face that had been haunting me for years. It was my brother. Has suddenly has I had come to this dream state, I was starting to go back into reality. Has I was beginning to see my room again I screamed. I screamed with everything I had in me. I have no idea why I did it, maybe it was just the after effects of going to that place in my mind or maybe (and the more likely reason) I screamed because I had just seen the face of the person I thought was dead long ago. Whatever the reason, I screamed and I could hear doorways opening and closing down the hall and faded voices whispering to each other. Just has I was starting to compose myself, I felt a slight tug at the back of my mind. That only meant one thing, that Emma was trying to get into my mind to see if everything was all right. I shoved with all my might to get her out of my head, I didn't want her to read me and see why I had screamed. She reluctantly backed away and instead told the others to go to my room. Jesse was the first one to enter. He looked around the room to see if there was anybody here and finally looked at me. There was concern in his eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked with the others not far behind. They all looked at me to see why I had screamed but I quickly put on the face to back off and leave me alone. "I'm fine, I was just testing my lungs." I said jokingly to try and get off the subject. I really did not want to discuss with them the reason why I had screamed, only if it was life or death. But in this case, it could be. "Well, the next time you do that please wait till after we get up. I really don't like to be woken up during my beauty sleep." Shalimar said, getting the hint. "And we all know you need that!" Jesse said teasingly. But he had a good- natured grin on his face stating that he didn't mean it. "Shut up, Jesse, I know where you sleep!" Adam wasn't so easy to let me off the hook. He looked at me has if he knew that I was hiding something. He seemed to know a lot about me, things that I would never tell anyone. He knows that I have trouble sleeping a lot, but he also knows that that doesn't mean I would scream to wake everybody else up to. "Brennan, what happened? You wouldn't just scream like that for no reason." I looked right into his eyes and put on the best convincing face I could come up with and told him, "It was nothing. I just had a nightmare. I'll survive." Adam shook his head but agreed with me. "Okay, but if you want to tell me or any of us about it, were open." "Thanks, but can I try and get some more sleep know?" The others looked and each other and started to leave. Everyone except Emma left my room. She looked at me with an almost hurt look in her eyes. But she was making that face of hers that said she wasn't going to leave without a fight. "Why did you shove me out of your mind. I was only trying to see if you were all right." "You know how I don't like you or anybody else to be looking around my head. Even I don't know what all I am thinking, why would I want you too." By the look on her face this was definitely the wrong choice of words. "Well, I'm sorry if I was concerned for you Brennan. It won't happen again." And with that Emma stormed out of the room, obviously furious. I quickly started to walk after her, thinking of something that wouldn't make her even more mad at me. "Emma. Emma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad. Please don't be mad at me." Emma turned around and glared at me. I tried to put on the best puppy -dog face I could manage, and it seemed to work because her facial features started to soften immensely. "You know I was just trying to help. I didn't mean to invade your privacy. But you do know that you can tell me anything. I'm always here to listen to you if you need me to." "Thanks, but I'll be fine. Goodnight!" Emma gave me a soft smile and turned to head to her room. I watched until she got to her door and walked inside. She looked back and sighed, but finally she closed the door and turned of her light. As soon as she shut of the light, I turned and headed toward one of the many computers in Sanctuary. I booted up the computer and went on the Internet, and I started to hack my way into any prison site in the city and surrounding areas. I typed in my brother's name, which was Jordan Mulwray, into the database and started to search for any related files. I had to find out if that place I had seen in my waking dream was real or if it was just my conscience. There was nothing there. So I tried in the Genomex database. It took me a little while but I found what I was looking for. There were two files, one on me and the other on my brother, Jordan Mulwray. I had already seen the file on me, but I had never thought to look for my brother's, I thought he was dead. And here it is, right under my nose. It says that he is part of an experiment that tested to see if mutants could withstand torture and harsh climate, and still be able to use there powers. "Wait a minute? Did they say mutant? My brother wasn't a mutant; at least I think he wasn't. But that does explain why those men took him." I am talking to myself. God, I think I'm going crazy. "Took who?" I heard from behind me. But before I turned around to see what it was I quickly closed the file down. I couldn't let anybody see that file. Not even if they wanted to help me. When I turned around, I saw who it was. Jesse was standing behind my chair looking down my shoulder. I hadn't heard him come over. "What are you doing here?" "I heard walking and then the computer booting up and a lot of typing. You must have been doing some serious hacking. What were you doing?" Jesse was not trying to hide his curiosity; he wanted to know what I was doing and what I was hiding from them. "I was just looking through the Genomex database, trying to find some resent plans. I couldn't get back to sleep." I wasn't completely lying, I was going through the Genomex database and I couldn't sleep even though I never tried to get back to sleep in the first place. "What did you close down?" Jesse wasn't giving up so easily this time. "Nothing, just a thing that popped up." I faked a yawn, trying to act like I was getting sleepy. "You know, I think that I am going to go back to sleep. Goodnight, Jesse. Sorry for waking you up." I stood up and walked to my room. Hopefully Jesse wouldn't look at what I was looking at. I really did not want to explain why I was looking at that. So I was trying to look as normal as possible. But I think everyone was getting suspicious anyway. I would have to make them think everything was okay. I had to.
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Calm before the Storm
The calm before the storm. That's what it felt like. There was this almost deafening silence that burrowed into your soul and ate away at your pride when you left everything bottled up. You would think that when you didn't tell anybody what you were feeling that you would keep your pride in tacked, but that was obviously not the case here. There was no way that I would let them destroy the wall of defenses around my mind. I wouldn't let Emma anywhere near me because I knew that she wouldn't hesitate to dive into my mind and personally make me reveal my emotions. She would know them herself but I just knew that she would never tell the others without my consent and I was never going to give that to her. The others had no problem with telling each other about how they felt. They saw it has a comfort, almost a joy to let their feelings out in the open. And they often thought that I should feel the same way. I was brought up differently from them. I would never allow myself to show them what I truly felt for fear that I would be punished for doing so. None of them had a really happy childhood. But at least they had one. I had to grow up to quickly to enjoy the pleasures of innocence. They never had to worry about looking out for their younger siblings because their parents where to absorbed in their own problems to deal with theirs. They never had to watch their brother get taken away by two tall huge men who shot electricity out of their hands, just like they did. They never had to feel the quilt whenever they used their powers because they were afraid that in some way, they where hurting their brother even more then the men did. No, they would never know exactly how that felt. And I hope no one else ever has to. I am sitting alone on my bed at about 3:00 in the morning, and suddenly these random thoughts start pouring into my mind. Completely different then anything I would have ever thought about thinking about. They almost weren't really thoughts, but locations and coordinates. Then there were images of places I had never been before; places that looked like they shouldn't even exist. It was has if someone was guiding me down a long hallway with doors on all sides. When I looked closer I could see bars like in a prison. There were small rooms on the other side of the bars, and lying on every bed was a person. Some where really old with long gray beards and they were talking to themselves, ranting on and on about what there life was like out of the compound. But in other rooms there where kids not older then 10. Some of the kids would be sitting on the floor staring at the wall with a look of defeat on there face, while others would be pushing and pulling at the bars of the cell trying desperately to get out. There was one room that I was really drawn to, though. Has I looked in, I could see a boy around 17 years old. He was facing the wall and sitting patiently. He had dark brown hair that went to his ears and he was really skinny. The boy then started to slowly turn around, while humming an old tone that my siblings and me used to sing constantly. First I saw his noes, then his mouth, and finally his eyes. Has I took in his features and put them together, I saw the face that had been haunting me for years. It was my brother. Has suddenly has I had come to this dream state, I was starting to go back into reality. Has I was beginning to see my room again I screamed. I screamed with everything I had in me. I have no idea why I did it, maybe it was just the after effects of going to that place in my mind or maybe (and the more likely reason) I screamed because I had just seen the face of the person I thought was dead long ago. Whatever the reason, I screamed and I could hear doorways opening and closing down the hall and faded voices whispering to each other. Just has I was starting to compose myself, I felt a slight tug at the back of my mind. That only meant one thing, that Emma was trying to get into my mind to see if everything was all right. I shoved with all my might to get her out of my head, I didn't want her to read me and see why I had screamed. She reluctantly backed away and instead told the others to go to my room. Jesse was the first one to enter. He looked around the room to see if there was anybody here and finally looked at me. There was concern in his eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked with the others not far behind. They all looked at me to see why I had screamed but I quickly put on the face to back off and leave me alone. "I'm fine, I was just testing my lungs." I said jokingly to try and get off the subject. I really did not want to discuss with them the reason why I had screamed, only if it was life or death. But in this case, it could be. "Well, the next time you do that please wait till after we get up. I really don't like to be woken up during my beauty sleep." Shalimar said, getting the hint. "And we all know you need that!" Jesse said teasingly. But he had a good- natured grin on his face stating that he didn't mean it. "Shut up, Jesse, I know where you sleep!" Adam wasn't so easy to let me off the hook. He looked at me has if he knew that I was hiding something. He seemed to know a lot about me, things that I would never tell anyone. He knows that I have trouble sleeping a lot, but he also knows that that doesn't mean I would scream to wake everybody else up to. "Brennan, what happened? You wouldn't just scream like that for no reason." I looked right into his eyes and put on the best convincing face I could come up with and told him, "It was nothing. I just had a nightmare. I'll survive." Adam shook his head but agreed with me. "Okay, but if you want to tell me or any of us about it, were open." "Thanks, but can I try and get some more sleep know?" The others looked and each other and started to leave. Everyone except Emma left my room. She looked at me with an almost hurt look in her eyes. But she was making that face of hers that said she wasn't going to leave without a fight. "Why did you shove me out of your mind. I was only trying to see if you were all right." "You know how I don't like you or anybody else to be looking around my head. Even I don't know what all I am thinking, why would I want you too." By the look on her face this was definitely the wrong choice of words. "Well, I'm sorry if I was concerned for you Brennan. It won't happen again." And with that Emma stormed out of the room, obviously furious. I quickly started to walk after her, thinking of something that wouldn't make her even more mad at me. "Emma. Emma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad. Please don't be mad at me." Emma turned around and glared at me. I tried to put on the best puppy -dog face I could manage, and it seemed to work because her facial features started to soften immensely. "You know I was just trying to help. I didn't mean to invade your privacy. But you do know that you can tell me anything. I'm always here to listen to you if you need me to." "Thanks, but I'll be fine. Goodnight!" Emma gave me a soft smile and turned to head to her room. I watched until she got to her door and walked inside. She looked back and sighed, but finally she closed the door and turned of her light. As soon as she shut of the light, I turned and headed toward one of the many computers in Sanctuary. I booted up the computer and went on the Internet, and I started to hack my way into any prison site in the city and surrounding areas. I typed in my brother's name, which was Jordan Mulwray, into the database and started to search for any related files. I had to find out if that place I had seen in my waking dream was real or if it was just my conscience. There was nothing there. So I tried in the Genomex database. It took me a little while but I found what I was looking for. There were two files, one on me and the other on my brother, Jordan Mulwray. I had already seen the file on me, but I had never thought to look for my brother's, I thought he was dead. And here it is, right under my nose. It says that he is part of an experiment that tested to see if mutants could withstand torture and harsh climate, and still be able to use there powers. "Wait a minute? Did they say mutant? My brother wasn't a mutant; at least I think he wasn't. But that does explain why those men took him." I am talking to myself. God, I think I'm going crazy. "Took who?" I heard from behind me. But before I turned around to see what it was I quickly closed the file down. I couldn't let anybody see that file. Not even if they wanted to help me. When I turned around, I saw who it was. Jesse was standing behind my chair looking down my shoulder. I hadn't heard him come over. "What are you doing here?" "I heard walking and then the computer booting up and a lot of typing. You must have been doing some serious hacking. What were you doing?" Jesse was not trying to hide his curiosity; he wanted to know what I was doing and what I was hiding from them. "I was just looking through the Genomex database, trying to find some resent plans. I couldn't get back to sleep." I wasn't completely lying, I was going through the Genomex database and I couldn't sleep even though I never tried to get back to sleep in the first place. "What did you close down?" Jesse wasn't giving up so easily this time. "Nothing, just a thing that popped up." I faked a yawn, trying to act like I was getting sleepy. "You know, I think that I am going to go back to sleep. Goodnight, Jesse. Sorry for waking you up." I stood up and walked to my room. Hopefully Jesse wouldn't look at what I was looking at. I really did not want to explain why I was looking at that. So I was trying to look as normal as possible. But I think everyone was getting suspicious anyway. I would have to make them think everything was okay. I had to.
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