Chapter 4 is finally up. Sorry for the wait, I had conflicts with the plot here, so I had to think it through completely. The dates at the beginning of the story will be fixed for those of you who took notice, sooner or later. Sorry for the inconvenience of it all, I truly didn't mean to cause some upset. My mind tends to register the events, rather the specific dates, and I should have taken the time to research before I began anything. And I DO have a reliable education, just to clear up some of the madness. But, putting that behind all of us, lets move onto the important stuff. I don't really have much to say about this chapter soooo..... on with it? Lol. Enjoy!!
'A Soul Reborn'
By BlueEyes
"They broke you Fairenth, and I'm here to fix you" Magneto whispered, but she didn't hear a word. Her eyes stayed fixated on his eyes... her reflection staring angrily back at her through them. Piercing white eyes. Unexpectedly, rapid memories bogged her mind down; the never ending feeling of the water ripping at her throat as she tried to stay above level, the panic that had set in deep when she started to sink under... the emotional pain of hearing the cheers of her family and friends as she slowly suffered and lost herself in her waking moments. Those glowing eyes had caused her very existence on earth to be hell... and now all she could see was them. Not the grayish blue eyes of the man in front of her, just the odd eyes of a scorched girl left in the crossfire. Her eyes never left his, and she caught the tail end of his sentence.
"... apart of the Brotherhood of Mutants. We'll take care of you.." he stopped, and looked her over. Fairenth was soaked, and a fierce cut to her side bled promptly. Not wanting to break the connection he made with her yet, he mildly grabbed her arms to pull her up.
Fairenth's eyes snapped to a much brighter shade of white as she felt arms grab at her. A bitter memory invaded her already reluctant and unwilling mind.
{{Flashback}}
Two strong arms grasped her arms, and she screamed for mercy upon the lord. They lifted her to her knees, and the moonlight seemed to only shine on her. She lifted her vivid eyes to the people towering over her, and was shocked to see her father and mother there too, no compassion or pity in their eyes. They all just stared, and finally, the Pastor of the town narrowed his demeaning eyes on her.
"Shall your soul burn in Hell, Fairenth Croix. Off to the river!" he yelled, and she sucked all her breath in, before she let out a scream to be heard around the town. They lifted her up, and dragged her to the deep running river of the town. No one bowed their heads as they drowned the innocent girl, thinking her to be the spawn of the devil...\
{{end Flashback}}
Her body rigidified with the anticipating pain, and she immediately extracted her body away from the man with strength she didn't know she still had. He stumbled back some, and she let the tears she didn't know she had go without restriction. She whimpered about unintelligible prayers without mercy as he tried to reach for her again.
"NOOOO" she let out with little satisfaction. It was a cry of a distressed girl, much suffering given to her to which she didn't deserve. Magneto wasn't quiet sure of what was happening, but he knew he broke her last stable thought. He had made a sure relevance with her earlier, but when he went to pick her up... she flipped a complete U-turn. He watched her bemoan on the ground, her body going back and forth as more tears flowed. Conscience told him to just leave her be, but he needed her... he sighed with resignation, as he decided that he had to start to plan B.
And nobody seemed to desire plan B.
He narrowed his eyes, and once again stooped beside the convolute girl. With complete determination, he grabbed her arm, and yanked her so her disheveled face met his. His eyes narrowed once more, and he regretted the actions he made almost as quickly as he did them. He never turned to these misdeeds, but... this was a truly precarious situation to be handled, and he had to be the one that handled it. He watched her eyes suddenly dry of tears as he talked to her in a low growl, and hoarse whisper.
"Listen to me girl, the got you all those years back, and I can do the same. I'm here to help, whether it pleases you or not. Now you can just-" he stopped when her shaky but surpassingly strong voice interrupted him.
".. can just step back, before thee steps into business he oughtn't tread on" her voice was smooth with a sudden twinge of accent to it, and Magneto had to admit that the way she looked at him, sent undiminished fear up his spine. Shadows half covered her face, and the only thing he could make out were the shine of her eyes and her mouth moving gently. Her hair was feral, all muddled and sticking to the sides of her face, and that only added to the appearance of her.
She was truly a sight to be forewarned.
"Are you even daring to inquire that-" he stopped with annoyance when yet another voice interrupted his speech.
"Let go of her Magneto"
Fairenth raised on eyebrow as she glanced over to the new incoming people. Her mouth nearly dropped. Who in the world were these people? And why were they dressed so... so... well, foolishly? Her mind raced. Traditional clothing was a necessity for women, and men were accustomed to trousers... but these people seemed to be breaking every religious code ever made with their skin tight, brightly colored suits they wore. The man they had called 'Magneto' snapped her out of the short daze as he dropped her arm, and answered the other people indulgently.
"Nobody can get a decent sentence out around here..." he seemed to thunder, his face red with anger at the interruption. She watched with pure engrossment as the man stood hostility, and the others looked just as threatening. Fairenth quickly began to note in her mind that there were about 6 of them, and one of the man.
He had no reasonable chance.
Magneto backed up into the shadows, and waved his hand carefully as his voice cut through the night air. Fairenth could feel in her very soul the trees shrink away from his voice, and the animals quiver with anticipation.
"She is too far highly evolved for the likes of you all. If any of you have any intelligence at all, you would stay out of this" he said, and then six figures were suddenly beside 'Magneto', walking out of the shadows as if they were made from them. Fairenth stayed to the ground, and didn't listen as words were tossed back and forth between the conflicting teams. Like a game, with amicable talk before it.
But this didn't seem so friendly.
One of them charged. Faster than her eye could watch, he charged forward and swept around one of the smaller girls. She whirled around too quickly, and missed a tree within a fraction of an inch. That seemed to commence it, because when the others surrounding the girl came to fight, the others near the gray eyes man came forward too. Fairenths eyes swirled with confusion as she beheld the sight, her spot on the ground forgotten for the time being. Was this truly her Purgatory? Watching ridiculous others fight over something to do with her well being? She doubted that was it. There had to be so much more to it for her to be in Purgatory. She let her eyes leave the battle for the time being, and let them wander the landscape. Beautiful willow trees caressed the night air with their long tendrils of flowers, and the long grass at the waters edge shifted spotlessly. Fairenth could sense each living beings soul in hers, and she knew more about what made up the planet than the most experienced scientist. She knew the landscape like the back of her hand, but as she surveyed the area to find a means of excape, something struck her as uncanny.
Half of the trees she heeded were gone.
The river was considerably higher, and all the berry bushes that had encircled the place were gone, replaced by a fence of much higher quality than she ever remembered. She felt the new souls of beings around her, and she was confused with nature for the first time in her life. Nothing could change this rapidly. What was happening? What HAD happened? Her hands suddenly were at the earth, her fingernails scratching, and digging for the sightless, trying to find a means of explanation. She had no diligence to do what needed to be done, so she just tried with dereliction. A tear fell from Fairenth's eyes as she realized the complete derision of it all.
Just when she wanted the thing that had gotten her damned in the first place, she couldn't find the power to use it.
"KITTY! WATCH OUT!?"
Her head jerked up when she heard that yell, and then a splash. Her eyes never left the water as she watched the girl that had gotten hit earlier, yelp and scream as the ever strong current dragged her down the rocky sides of the river. Before Fairenth even could conceive what was happening, her vivid memory kicked in, unforgivingly.
{{Flashback}}
It should have been a harmonious night.
The moon shone peacefully on the small town, and a cool breeze whipped through the air, bringing veiled messages to Fairenth. She had gone out to the backyard for an escape from the confines of the little house, and to fetch water for her parents. But before she knew it, she got caught up in the whispers of the wind, and the murmurs of the animals reaching out for her, vocalizing to her. She had knelt carefully to the ground, and felt the roots tract and bring water to their counterpart plants, bringing effervescence to them. She had been smiling that day, all her trepidation gone for a change, the bearing weight of her parents lifted. She had her bonnet off, her flowing hair clinging to her back carefully, and her eyes shining prosperously with clear pride.
Had she not been so arrogant that night, she would have noticed the pair of human eyes watching her.
She hadn't in her wildest dreams predicted to be sentenced as the spawn of the devil, or to be chased down in the very woods that she had found succor in. Never in her right mind would she have ever prepared for being in the situation she was in now.
Her eyes stung.
Water licked at her eyes, making her shut them, blurring her respected vision. She had no right of entry to anything to hold onto, and the currents were dragging her farther and faster down the river. She yelled and screamed for her mother or father, but her screams were drowned out by rushing water, and the ever victorious yells of the people ashore. Her eyes caught glimpse of the stars mocking her from the sky, and she cursed them in her mind as she desperately put forth effort to keep afloat. Her legs were beared down with the dress she had been wearing, but she kicked on anyway, her mind set on escape. Fairenths arms were getting rigid, and she could feel her breathing start to dissolve slowly as her eyes crept under the unmerciful water. She tried for breath, but only water entered her desperate throat. She opened and closed her eyes slowly, only to see the dank color of water mixed with mud in front of her. Everything started to get undistinguished to her, and her mind was starting to fog. She could have sworn she was crying, but she wasn't sure at the time if you could cry underwater.
Her legs hit the bottom first, her body happen upon last.
She could still hear the slurred whispers in her mind. She could still feel the ground beneath her move with things no one gave second thought to. Her powers still lived on, but her body and soul were up and leaving her. The currents still dragged and pulled at her, carrying her some distance, but Fairenth felt nothing but a slow, but warm repose over her, and all she could manage to think at the time was...
I'm free.
{{End Flashback}}
Her eyes were profoundly shining. Her breathing was convalescent, and determined. Her legs started to promenade with the little strength she had in them, her mind commanding them to do the impossible and bear her weight. Her mind was set, and she wasn't about to let that girl suffer the same ample pain she hadn't even experienced not moments before. Maybe Fairenth did warrant to the punishment in some way, but the girl had no reason. All eyes followed her, scarcely startled over their friends disappearance in the waters. Some to her right were screaming, and one of them was actually fretfully trying to jump into the water to get her. Her eyes clearly saw the situation, but her mind was leading her now. Fairenth slowly localized all the strength she could endeavor, and congested all that was around her. She slowly felt the trees creep towards her, and the animals scatter to a safe distance. The roots climbed beneath the earth, and the water flowing in front of her leapt to a stronger current, positive to keep what it had taken so ruthlessly. She could sense everything, every fiber of the people around her, every sense of panic and fear they felt. Everything connected to God's holy earth, she could savor.
Her eyes got brighter as he anima branched and reached out.
Fairenth was the water. She was the significance, the very wetness and pure element of it. She closed her bright eyes, and searched the water with her minds eye. Slowly, she came across a limp body of a brown haired girl up the river, no liable actions coming from her. Turning the disinclined currents with her ascendancy, the girls petite body came to the surface of the water with a small splash, and started back up to where Fairenth was standing, feet planted to the ground, and a fine white light shelled from her eyes surrounding her weak body. Unexpectedly, Fairenths vision snapped into clarity, and she watched through unseeing eyes as the girl came closer and nearer to the shore. As she attained it, a boy with a visor covering his eyes ran forward, and grabbed her, lifting her from the now deadly still river. She heard the girl they seemed to call 'Kitty' sputter, and cough, everyone gathering to her with loud voices, and hurried actions...
"KITTY!"
"Dear God girl, don't ya'll ever.."
"Are you all right?"
"She's breathing. Give her space..."
"hey uh... where's Magneto?"
She was very soaked and shivering, but breathing none the less.
Fairenth let go of the river. She let go of the strong junction she had with the earth, and let her body become hers again. As soon as it all befit her, the light around her disappeared sporadically, and her eyes recovered their gentle glow. She sucked her all her breath in, and felt light-headed as she started to close her eyes with pure exhaustion. She drifted shut, and fell backwards, her body hitting the ground with a hard thump.
Before she let go of everything, she managed to hear a few inextricable words around her.
"Oh no man, she's not dead again, is she?!"
"Shut up Kurt"
OK. Very long there, huh? HAHA. Enter Kurt and the X-Men. AND now we have a clue to her power. It defiantly has links to nature, which in turn, IS very powerful. But more will be explained next chapter. Actually, I think everything will be explained next chapter, lol. Oh Well, R&R!
'A Soul Reborn'
By BlueEyes
"They broke you Fairenth, and I'm here to fix you" Magneto whispered, but she didn't hear a word. Her eyes stayed fixated on his eyes... her reflection staring angrily back at her through them. Piercing white eyes. Unexpectedly, rapid memories bogged her mind down; the never ending feeling of the water ripping at her throat as she tried to stay above level, the panic that had set in deep when she started to sink under... the emotional pain of hearing the cheers of her family and friends as she slowly suffered and lost herself in her waking moments. Those glowing eyes had caused her very existence on earth to be hell... and now all she could see was them. Not the grayish blue eyes of the man in front of her, just the odd eyes of a scorched girl left in the crossfire. Her eyes never left his, and she caught the tail end of his sentence.
"... apart of the Brotherhood of Mutants. We'll take care of you.." he stopped, and looked her over. Fairenth was soaked, and a fierce cut to her side bled promptly. Not wanting to break the connection he made with her yet, he mildly grabbed her arms to pull her up.
Fairenth's eyes snapped to a much brighter shade of white as she felt arms grab at her. A bitter memory invaded her already reluctant and unwilling mind.
{{Flashback}}
Two strong arms grasped her arms, and she screamed for mercy upon the lord. They lifted her to her knees, and the moonlight seemed to only shine on her. She lifted her vivid eyes to the people towering over her, and was shocked to see her father and mother there too, no compassion or pity in their eyes. They all just stared, and finally, the Pastor of the town narrowed his demeaning eyes on her.
"Shall your soul burn in Hell, Fairenth Croix. Off to the river!" he yelled, and she sucked all her breath in, before she let out a scream to be heard around the town. They lifted her up, and dragged her to the deep running river of the town. No one bowed their heads as they drowned the innocent girl, thinking her to be the spawn of the devil...\
{{end Flashback}}
Her body rigidified with the anticipating pain, and she immediately extracted her body away from the man with strength she didn't know she still had. He stumbled back some, and she let the tears she didn't know she had go without restriction. She whimpered about unintelligible prayers without mercy as he tried to reach for her again.
"NOOOO" she let out with little satisfaction. It was a cry of a distressed girl, much suffering given to her to which she didn't deserve. Magneto wasn't quiet sure of what was happening, but he knew he broke her last stable thought. He had made a sure relevance with her earlier, but when he went to pick her up... she flipped a complete U-turn. He watched her bemoan on the ground, her body going back and forth as more tears flowed. Conscience told him to just leave her be, but he needed her... he sighed with resignation, as he decided that he had to start to plan B.
And nobody seemed to desire plan B.
He narrowed his eyes, and once again stooped beside the convolute girl. With complete determination, he grabbed her arm, and yanked her so her disheveled face met his. His eyes narrowed once more, and he regretted the actions he made almost as quickly as he did them. He never turned to these misdeeds, but... this was a truly precarious situation to be handled, and he had to be the one that handled it. He watched her eyes suddenly dry of tears as he talked to her in a low growl, and hoarse whisper.
"Listen to me girl, the got you all those years back, and I can do the same. I'm here to help, whether it pleases you or not. Now you can just-" he stopped when her shaky but surpassingly strong voice interrupted him.
".. can just step back, before thee steps into business he oughtn't tread on" her voice was smooth with a sudden twinge of accent to it, and Magneto had to admit that the way she looked at him, sent undiminished fear up his spine. Shadows half covered her face, and the only thing he could make out were the shine of her eyes and her mouth moving gently. Her hair was feral, all muddled and sticking to the sides of her face, and that only added to the appearance of her.
She was truly a sight to be forewarned.
"Are you even daring to inquire that-" he stopped with annoyance when yet another voice interrupted his speech.
"Let go of her Magneto"
Fairenth raised on eyebrow as she glanced over to the new incoming people. Her mouth nearly dropped. Who in the world were these people? And why were they dressed so... so... well, foolishly? Her mind raced. Traditional clothing was a necessity for women, and men were accustomed to trousers... but these people seemed to be breaking every religious code ever made with their skin tight, brightly colored suits they wore. The man they had called 'Magneto' snapped her out of the short daze as he dropped her arm, and answered the other people indulgently.
"Nobody can get a decent sentence out around here..." he seemed to thunder, his face red with anger at the interruption. She watched with pure engrossment as the man stood hostility, and the others looked just as threatening. Fairenth quickly began to note in her mind that there were about 6 of them, and one of the man.
He had no reasonable chance.
Magneto backed up into the shadows, and waved his hand carefully as his voice cut through the night air. Fairenth could feel in her very soul the trees shrink away from his voice, and the animals quiver with anticipation.
"She is too far highly evolved for the likes of you all. If any of you have any intelligence at all, you would stay out of this" he said, and then six figures were suddenly beside 'Magneto', walking out of the shadows as if they were made from them. Fairenth stayed to the ground, and didn't listen as words were tossed back and forth between the conflicting teams. Like a game, with amicable talk before it.
But this didn't seem so friendly.
One of them charged. Faster than her eye could watch, he charged forward and swept around one of the smaller girls. She whirled around too quickly, and missed a tree within a fraction of an inch. That seemed to commence it, because when the others surrounding the girl came to fight, the others near the gray eyes man came forward too. Fairenths eyes swirled with confusion as she beheld the sight, her spot on the ground forgotten for the time being. Was this truly her Purgatory? Watching ridiculous others fight over something to do with her well being? She doubted that was it. There had to be so much more to it for her to be in Purgatory. She let her eyes leave the battle for the time being, and let them wander the landscape. Beautiful willow trees caressed the night air with their long tendrils of flowers, and the long grass at the waters edge shifted spotlessly. Fairenth could sense each living beings soul in hers, and she knew more about what made up the planet than the most experienced scientist. She knew the landscape like the back of her hand, but as she surveyed the area to find a means of excape, something struck her as uncanny.
Half of the trees she heeded were gone.
The river was considerably higher, and all the berry bushes that had encircled the place were gone, replaced by a fence of much higher quality than she ever remembered. She felt the new souls of beings around her, and she was confused with nature for the first time in her life. Nothing could change this rapidly. What was happening? What HAD happened? Her hands suddenly were at the earth, her fingernails scratching, and digging for the sightless, trying to find a means of explanation. She had no diligence to do what needed to be done, so she just tried with dereliction. A tear fell from Fairenth's eyes as she realized the complete derision of it all.
Just when she wanted the thing that had gotten her damned in the first place, she couldn't find the power to use it.
"KITTY! WATCH OUT!?"
Her head jerked up when she heard that yell, and then a splash. Her eyes never left the water as she watched the girl that had gotten hit earlier, yelp and scream as the ever strong current dragged her down the rocky sides of the river. Before Fairenth even could conceive what was happening, her vivid memory kicked in, unforgivingly.
{{Flashback}}
It should have been a harmonious night.
The moon shone peacefully on the small town, and a cool breeze whipped through the air, bringing veiled messages to Fairenth. She had gone out to the backyard for an escape from the confines of the little house, and to fetch water for her parents. But before she knew it, she got caught up in the whispers of the wind, and the murmurs of the animals reaching out for her, vocalizing to her. She had knelt carefully to the ground, and felt the roots tract and bring water to their counterpart plants, bringing effervescence to them. She had been smiling that day, all her trepidation gone for a change, the bearing weight of her parents lifted. She had her bonnet off, her flowing hair clinging to her back carefully, and her eyes shining prosperously with clear pride.
Had she not been so arrogant that night, she would have noticed the pair of human eyes watching her.
She hadn't in her wildest dreams predicted to be sentenced as the spawn of the devil, or to be chased down in the very woods that she had found succor in. Never in her right mind would she have ever prepared for being in the situation she was in now.
Her eyes stung.
Water licked at her eyes, making her shut them, blurring her respected vision. She had no right of entry to anything to hold onto, and the currents were dragging her farther and faster down the river. She yelled and screamed for her mother or father, but her screams were drowned out by rushing water, and the ever victorious yells of the people ashore. Her eyes caught glimpse of the stars mocking her from the sky, and she cursed them in her mind as she desperately put forth effort to keep afloat. Her legs were beared down with the dress she had been wearing, but she kicked on anyway, her mind set on escape. Fairenths arms were getting rigid, and she could feel her breathing start to dissolve slowly as her eyes crept under the unmerciful water. She tried for breath, but only water entered her desperate throat. She opened and closed her eyes slowly, only to see the dank color of water mixed with mud in front of her. Everything started to get undistinguished to her, and her mind was starting to fog. She could have sworn she was crying, but she wasn't sure at the time if you could cry underwater.
Her legs hit the bottom first, her body happen upon last.
She could still hear the slurred whispers in her mind. She could still feel the ground beneath her move with things no one gave second thought to. Her powers still lived on, but her body and soul were up and leaving her. The currents still dragged and pulled at her, carrying her some distance, but Fairenth felt nothing but a slow, but warm repose over her, and all she could manage to think at the time was...
I'm free.
{{End Flashback}}
Her eyes were profoundly shining. Her breathing was convalescent, and determined. Her legs started to promenade with the little strength she had in them, her mind commanding them to do the impossible and bear her weight. Her mind was set, and she wasn't about to let that girl suffer the same ample pain she hadn't even experienced not moments before. Maybe Fairenth did warrant to the punishment in some way, but the girl had no reason. All eyes followed her, scarcely startled over their friends disappearance in the waters. Some to her right were screaming, and one of them was actually fretfully trying to jump into the water to get her. Her eyes clearly saw the situation, but her mind was leading her now. Fairenth slowly localized all the strength she could endeavor, and congested all that was around her. She slowly felt the trees creep towards her, and the animals scatter to a safe distance. The roots climbed beneath the earth, and the water flowing in front of her leapt to a stronger current, positive to keep what it had taken so ruthlessly. She could sense everything, every fiber of the people around her, every sense of panic and fear they felt. Everything connected to God's holy earth, she could savor.
Her eyes got brighter as he anima branched and reached out.
Fairenth was the water. She was the significance, the very wetness and pure element of it. She closed her bright eyes, and searched the water with her minds eye. Slowly, she came across a limp body of a brown haired girl up the river, no liable actions coming from her. Turning the disinclined currents with her ascendancy, the girls petite body came to the surface of the water with a small splash, and started back up to where Fairenth was standing, feet planted to the ground, and a fine white light shelled from her eyes surrounding her weak body. Unexpectedly, Fairenths vision snapped into clarity, and she watched through unseeing eyes as the girl came closer and nearer to the shore. As she attained it, a boy with a visor covering his eyes ran forward, and grabbed her, lifting her from the now deadly still river. She heard the girl they seemed to call 'Kitty' sputter, and cough, everyone gathering to her with loud voices, and hurried actions...
"KITTY!"
"Dear God girl, don't ya'll ever.."
"Are you all right?"
"She's breathing. Give her space..."
"hey uh... where's Magneto?"
She was very soaked and shivering, but breathing none the less.
Fairenth let go of the river. She let go of the strong junction she had with the earth, and let her body become hers again. As soon as it all befit her, the light around her disappeared sporadically, and her eyes recovered their gentle glow. She sucked her all her breath in, and felt light-headed as she started to close her eyes with pure exhaustion. She drifted shut, and fell backwards, her body hitting the ground with a hard thump.
Before she let go of everything, she managed to hear a few inextricable words around her.
"Oh no man, she's not dead again, is she?!"
"Shut up Kurt"
OK. Very long there, huh? HAHA. Enter Kurt and the X-Men. AND now we have a clue to her power. It defiantly has links to nature, which in turn, IS very powerful. But more will be explained next chapter. Actually, I think everything will be explained next chapter, lol. Oh Well, R&R!