Disclaimer: None of the original characters from the show are mine. Any
unknown characters popping up ARE mine.
Author's Note: I've finally managed to watch the first few episodes of season one and I can't believe I missed so much! Only now I understand how many mistakes I made towards the beginning of this fic, so thanks for being so patient and bearing with me. :o) In fact, it's given me an idea for another fic, so hopefully, once Christmas is over (and I finish this one) I'll have another one posted soon.
Chapter 16: Is it Rosa or isn't it?
She was lounging on the magnificent bed when the knock on the door came.
"Enter," she called, not getting up. The door opened and one of the many faceless servants came in pushing Brennan along in front of him. The caked blood had been wiped off, and his handsome features were once again visible, although still a little swollen.
"I hope he's been treated well," she demanded.
"Yes mistress," he mumbled keeping his eyes downcast.
She passed her scathing gaze over the servant. "Leave us."
The door closed behind him, but still Brennan remained in his position, standing, unmoving by the door.
She watched him for a while longer before she spoke. "Do you fear looking at me?" Still he said nothing. Finally, she sat up and patted the bed beside her. "Come on, Brennan. Once you let the barriers down, you'll find I haven't changed that much."
"So you admit you've changed," he finally said.
"Of course I've changed. You cant expect me to stay the same once I remembered everything about my past life," she replied, impatient with his misapprehension. "But I have always been like this deep down. If it takes this to bring out my true character, then it can only be a good thing."
Still he remained in his spot, swaying slightly from the weakness in his legs.
"Bren," she said softly. "I am still the same person, and this hasn't changed the way I feel about you."
Brennan looked up at her, and she smiled at him. "I wouldn't ever let them treat you badly, doesn't that speak volumes about the way I feel about you? Come and sit by me. At least let's talk."
He made his way painfully over and sat on the bed as she guided him. She ran her hand through his hair, pushing it away from his face. "Oh, Brennan."
"What?"
"Why didn't you just tell them whatever they wanted to know?" she asked, looking into his eyes pityingly.
"I couldn't just lead them to you. I was willing to die as long as they didn't get their hands on you."
"And you nearly did. And wouldn't have that been silly?"
"Rosa," he said uncertainly, searching her face for something he could recognise.
"Yes Bren, it is still me." She paused for a moment. "I'll prove it to you," she whispered as she bent her head over her hands encasing his wrists. As she breathed onto them, he felt a warm, tingling sensation enveloping his wrist wounds.
"How did you do that?" he asked amazed as he looked at his completely healed wrists.
"Comes with the job I suppose," she joked. "Can you still not see that this could be great?" He looked at her questioningly. "I've discovered powers I didn't know I had. I can heal, I can even fly!" She moved over to the painting of Firefly she had seen earlier. "Look, on wings of fire. Adam would probably say it was all down to the thermals, but it doesn't matter how. It can be done, that's all that matters."
Brennan didn't know what to think. She spoke like Rosa, she certainly looked like Rosa. Was she really so different to the Rosa he had known earlier?
"If you and I team up, imagine what we could do!" she exclaimed, caught up with her mental image. "With your sharp mind and mutant powers, and me with my own powers and the knowledge I've got now, we could do anything we wanted!"
Brennan thought about it. She certainly had a point. She had been one of the most powerful new mutants he knew before the transformation, and now with her extra powers, there wasn't much Adam wouldn't be able to achieve with them.
"Bren, darling, just because I've been given this gift, doesn't mean I have to lose you, does it? Because I still want you." She picked up his hands. "Please babe, say you'll still love me."
"Rosa, I can't help but love you. I'll never stop loving you," he said softly, as she leaned forwards, putting her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder.
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"Excellent," Adam praised them once Jesse, Emma and Shalimar had told him all the information they had gathered from the St. Martin's Street warehouse. "At least we now know where the weaknesses are in their defences. Well done."
"What about the antidote?" asked Emma.
"Good news on that front," Adam smiled. "I think I've nearly got it. The only problem is, I won't know whether it'll work properly until we test it on Rosalie."
"What about Brennan?" asked Jesse. "He won't be under that spell will he?"
"No, Rosalie is the only one with the Firefly memories. We just have to hope Brennan realises that he cannot trust her when she's in this state."
Shalimar frowned at Adam. "Trust her? How different can she be?"
"I don't know exactly how extensive the effects are, but if my information is correct, Firefly is extremely manipulative and highly dangerous. Rosalie may not be able to control her."
"Do you think Bren's in danger?" Jesse asked worriedly.
Adam paused. He didn't want to scare the others unnecessarily, but in the other hand, they should know exactly what they were going to be up against. "There is definitely a danger that Brennan could get hurt," he told them finally.
"Then we have to act quickly," Shalimar stated. "If Firefly is a manipulative bitch, then Bren will be easily taken in by her. After all, he's not going to want to accept that she's not the same person," Shal carried on. "You know how stubborn he can get."
"I agree," Adam replied. "I suggest we go in tonight, under cover of darkness. In the meantime, we've got to find out all I can about Firefly," he said tapping the computer in front of him. The image of a woman came up on the screen.
"How's it going Adam?" she asked him. "Any further developments?"
"I'm afraid so. I have information that she has discovered Firefly now. I don't know exactly what's going on inside the warehouse, but I know we have to move quickly before she gets it into her head to get rid of the last obstacle in her path."
"You really think she's that far gone that she'll kill her own lover?" she asked.
"If she has embraced Firefly, and she realises the potential danger in keeping him alive, yes I do."
There was a pause as the woman raised her hand to her mouth as she thought. "There IS something I can do to help," she said finally.
"I thought you said you couldn't spare any resources," Adam asked her.
"I can't. But I happen to have information about a certain mutant who knows a lot more than he's letting on. If you can get to him and convince him to help you, you'd be in a better position to make a strike on the sect."
Adam nodded encouragingly, as she continued. "His name is James Miller. A molecular impervious, although I think he may be keeping more developed powers from all of us."
Adam nodded again, searching his own database for the mutant. "Thanks, Lynne. I'll keep you updated."
"And Adam," she interrupted him as he was about to break the link. He looked up at her. "Take care."
He allowed a smile to play across his face.
"I will."
The others looked at each other with a smile. So Adam had a past then! What was all that about?
"Right, I've found information about the mutant called James Miller," Adam told the team. "If he does in fact have knowledge concerning the Firefly sect, we must find him and convince him to tell us all he knows before we strike tonight. We haven't got much time for this, so I want you all to go."
They nodded resolutely. "Got a lock on him yet?" Jesse asked.
"Yes, he is currently at the junction of Bond Street and Firehouse Lane," he replied as he brought up an image of the male mutant. Emma gasped in shock.
"That's him Adam!" she exclaimed.
"Who?" demanded Shalimar, intrigued.
"That's the guy at Creation, the molecular with the power of invisibility." Shal and Jesse looked blankly at Emma. "The one who knew about Rosa and Firefly," she explained for their benefit.
"But I thought he was one of THEM," said Jesse.
"Whatever he is, he holds the key to what's going on inside that warehouse," interrupted Adam. "Fire up the Double Helix Jesse, the girls will join you in a minute." Jesse ran off. "Keep your wits about you," Adam warned the two girls. "Whether he is part of the sect, or a concerned bystander with valuable information, he's a unknown factor in this equation, and we need what's in his head."
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OK, this is where you guys come in. I seriously need some feedback. What do you think about Firefly/Rosalie? Has she changed into Firefly? Is Adam being too careful and paranoid? Is Firefly being as manipulative as everyone thinks or can Rosalie control her? How has she come across? I just want to see if my portrayal of Rosalie/Firefly has worked as I wanted it to.
Author's Note: I've finally managed to watch the first few episodes of season one and I can't believe I missed so much! Only now I understand how many mistakes I made towards the beginning of this fic, so thanks for being so patient and bearing with me. :o) In fact, it's given me an idea for another fic, so hopefully, once Christmas is over (and I finish this one) I'll have another one posted soon.
Chapter 16: Is it Rosa or isn't it?
She was lounging on the magnificent bed when the knock on the door came.
"Enter," she called, not getting up. The door opened and one of the many faceless servants came in pushing Brennan along in front of him. The caked blood had been wiped off, and his handsome features were once again visible, although still a little swollen.
"I hope he's been treated well," she demanded.
"Yes mistress," he mumbled keeping his eyes downcast.
She passed her scathing gaze over the servant. "Leave us."
The door closed behind him, but still Brennan remained in his position, standing, unmoving by the door.
She watched him for a while longer before she spoke. "Do you fear looking at me?" Still he said nothing. Finally, she sat up and patted the bed beside her. "Come on, Brennan. Once you let the barriers down, you'll find I haven't changed that much."
"So you admit you've changed," he finally said.
"Of course I've changed. You cant expect me to stay the same once I remembered everything about my past life," she replied, impatient with his misapprehension. "But I have always been like this deep down. If it takes this to bring out my true character, then it can only be a good thing."
Still he remained in his spot, swaying slightly from the weakness in his legs.
"Bren," she said softly. "I am still the same person, and this hasn't changed the way I feel about you."
Brennan looked up at her, and she smiled at him. "I wouldn't ever let them treat you badly, doesn't that speak volumes about the way I feel about you? Come and sit by me. At least let's talk."
He made his way painfully over and sat on the bed as she guided him. She ran her hand through his hair, pushing it away from his face. "Oh, Brennan."
"What?"
"Why didn't you just tell them whatever they wanted to know?" she asked, looking into his eyes pityingly.
"I couldn't just lead them to you. I was willing to die as long as they didn't get their hands on you."
"And you nearly did. And wouldn't have that been silly?"
"Rosa," he said uncertainly, searching her face for something he could recognise.
"Yes Bren, it is still me." She paused for a moment. "I'll prove it to you," she whispered as she bent her head over her hands encasing his wrists. As she breathed onto them, he felt a warm, tingling sensation enveloping his wrist wounds.
"How did you do that?" he asked amazed as he looked at his completely healed wrists.
"Comes with the job I suppose," she joked. "Can you still not see that this could be great?" He looked at her questioningly. "I've discovered powers I didn't know I had. I can heal, I can even fly!" She moved over to the painting of Firefly she had seen earlier. "Look, on wings of fire. Adam would probably say it was all down to the thermals, but it doesn't matter how. It can be done, that's all that matters."
Brennan didn't know what to think. She spoke like Rosa, she certainly looked like Rosa. Was she really so different to the Rosa he had known earlier?
"If you and I team up, imagine what we could do!" she exclaimed, caught up with her mental image. "With your sharp mind and mutant powers, and me with my own powers and the knowledge I've got now, we could do anything we wanted!"
Brennan thought about it. She certainly had a point. She had been one of the most powerful new mutants he knew before the transformation, and now with her extra powers, there wasn't much Adam wouldn't be able to achieve with them.
"Bren, darling, just because I've been given this gift, doesn't mean I have to lose you, does it? Because I still want you." She picked up his hands. "Please babe, say you'll still love me."
"Rosa, I can't help but love you. I'll never stop loving you," he said softly, as she leaned forwards, putting her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder.
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"Excellent," Adam praised them once Jesse, Emma and Shalimar had told him all the information they had gathered from the St. Martin's Street warehouse. "At least we now know where the weaknesses are in their defences. Well done."
"What about the antidote?" asked Emma.
"Good news on that front," Adam smiled. "I think I've nearly got it. The only problem is, I won't know whether it'll work properly until we test it on Rosalie."
"What about Brennan?" asked Jesse. "He won't be under that spell will he?"
"No, Rosalie is the only one with the Firefly memories. We just have to hope Brennan realises that he cannot trust her when she's in this state."
Shalimar frowned at Adam. "Trust her? How different can she be?"
"I don't know exactly how extensive the effects are, but if my information is correct, Firefly is extremely manipulative and highly dangerous. Rosalie may not be able to control her."
"Do you think Bren's in danger?" Jesse asked worriedly.
Adam paused. He didn't want to scare the others unnecessarily, but in the other hand, they should know exactly what they were going to be up against. "There is definitely a danger that Brennan could get hurt," he told them finally.
"Then we have to act quickly," Shalimar stated. "If Firefly is a manipulative bitch, then Bren will be easily taken in by her. After all, he's not going to want to accept that she's not the same person," Shal carried on. "You know how stubborn he can get."
"I agree," Adam replied. "I suggest we go in tonight, under cover of darkness. In the meantime, we've got to find out all I can about Firefly," he said tapping the computer in front of him. The image of a woman came up on the screen.
"How's it going Adam?" she asked him. "Any further developments?"
"I'm afraid so. I have information that she has discovered Firefly now. I don't know exactly what's going on inside the warehouse, but I know we have to move quickly before she gets it into her head to get rid of the last obstacle in her path."
"You really think she's that far gone that she'll kill her own lover?" she asked.
"If she has embraced Firefly, and she realises the potential danger in keeping him alive, yes I do."
There was a pause as the woman raised her hand to her mouth as she thought. "There IS something I can do to help," she said finally.
"I thought you said you couldn't spare any resources," Adam asked her.
"I can't. But I happen to have information about a certain mutant who knows a lot more than he's letting on. If you can get to him and convince him to help you, you'd be in a better position to make a strike on the sect."
Adam nodded encouragingly, as she continued. "His name is James Miller. A molecular impervious, although I think he may be keeping more developed powers from all of us."
Adam nodded again, searching his own database for the mutant. "Thanks, Lynne. I'll keep you updated."
"And Adam," she interrupted him as he was about to break the link. He looked up at her. "Take care."
He allowed a smile to play across his face.
"I will."
The others looked at each other with a smile. So Adam had a past then! What was all that about?
"Right, I've found information about the mutant called James Miller," Adam told the team. "If he does in fact have knowledge concerning the Firefly sect, we must find him and convince him to tell us all he knows before we strike tonight. We haven't got much time for this, so I want you all to go."
They nodded resolutely. "Got a lock on him yet?" Jesse asked.
"Yes, he is currently at the junction of Bond Street and Firehouse Lane," he replied as he brought up an image of the male mutant. Emma gasped in shock.
"That's him Adam!" she exclaimed.
"Who?" demanded Shalimar, intrigued.
"That's the guy at Creation, the molecular with the power of invisibility." Shal and Jesse looked blankly at Emma. "The one who knew about Rosa and Firefly," she explained for their benefit.
"But I thought he was one of THEM," said Jesse.
"Whatever he is, he holds the key to what's going on inside that warehouse," interrupted Adam. "Fire up the Double Helix Jesse, the girls will join you in a minute." Jesse ran off. "Keep your wits about you," Adam warned the two girls. "Whether he is part of the sect, or a concerned bystander with valuable information, he's a unknown factor in this equation, and we need what's in his head."
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OK, this is where you guys come in. I seriously need some feedback. What do you think about Firefly/Rosalie? Has she changed into Firefly? Is Adam being too careful and paranoid? Is Firefly being as manipulative as everyone thinks or can Rosalie control her? How has she come across? I just want to see if my portrayal of Rosalie/Firefly has worked as I wanted it to.