Author's Note: To please both myself and other certain individuals I have
give Gun a little more of an accent. If you don't like it then silence to
you and may I suggest you.deal with it. BTW, I'ma gonna edit the other
chapters soon too to fix any small errors.
Heat drowned her body and the smoke whipped itself savagely around her. Darkness was everywhere yet the smell of gasoline and burning objects consumed her in such abundance she could hardly breathe. Lorrelligh recalled this horrible nightmare from her past and fear charged through her, a scream escaping her lips. Nothing happened, there was only silence. She heard a voice, someone calling her, but she couldn't see anything. Wake up, wake up, Lorrelligh ordered herself but she couldn't break the dream's spell.
Suddenly a hand gripped her wrist and looking up, she could see the face of her mother, clear and beautiful through the darkness. Her black hair was in an upheaval and her emerald eyes were glazed with fear. "Come on sweety," she had said. Lorrelligh fell into her mothers arms and held on tightly. Her fear melting away, it transferred itself into the mother.
"Lorry," the mother said with a shaky voice, "Lorry you have to calm down for mommy." The little girl's own fear was drugging her mother, her fear, it was Lorrelligh's fear that killed her mother. Suddenly the roof caved in and enflamed debris came down on the adult. Lorrelligh remembered her mother just standing there, frozen in fear before she disappeared under the flames. . . .
She woke up screaming. Clutching the sheets of her bed, Lorrelligh took several deep breaths before calming herself. Why can't I just forget, forget everything, she asked herself. She glanced up to see the faces of concern and aggravation upon her roommates, staring at her. Choosing not to further disturb the other girls, she silently rose from her bed and left the room still clad in her pajamas.
Deciding on the need for fresh air, she walked slowly down to the Institute's garden. It was beautiful under the moonlight and breathing in the sweet fragrance of the roses, Lorrelligh found her nightmare only to be a retreating memory.
"A memory that will always live with me," she whispered to the night. Her eyes had shifted to a silver hue and sparkled with life.
She collapsed to the ground and laid down upon her back. The green grass was soft and wet with dew. Closing her eyes, she indulged in the cool air of the late evening.
"Yer kinda weird." Her eyes flew open and looked up at the face of Gun. He smiled a toothy grin and extended a hand to help her up. She took it gratefully but was slightly embarrassed to be found in such a state.
"It's the weird people who shape this world though." She retorted and Gun chuckled.
She stood at his side and together they admired the night in comfortable silence for a moment or two. "What are you doing up at this time of night?" Lorrelligh finally asked.
"I could ask ya the same thing, 'dere is a curfew rule here," he said with amusement, "but do not worry, 'cha won't
find me ratt'n ya out for I am just as guilty." He smiled. "Anyhow, I'm out here 'cause I couldn't sleep. I find this place soothes me."
Lorrelligh nodded, "It is quite beautiful." Her eyes drifted over to him and she noticed his relaxed nature. It seemed strange that only hours ago he had been totally uptight and ignoring her. Now standing in boxers and a shirt, Gun seemed at peace and humorously oblivious to his attire.
"How long have you been here?" Lorrelligh asked.
"Me and my sis have been 'ere two years." Gun answered shortly. "We grew up mostly with our grandparents in Germany while our father was off on work. He was an Xmen, ya know? He kind of always wanted us to live a normal life." He paused and was about to say something more but decided against it and became quiet.
Lorrelligh replied, "I would love to visit Germany someday, I've always wanted to travel the world and see new things. Maybe since I'm an Xmen now it just might happen."
Gun sighed, "I don't know if I want to be an Xmen 'yself. I know, it tis a great honor, but I am not sure if I can meet 'de standards. And my father, he's always so busy 'cause of being an Xmen."
".you just don't want to end up like your father, eh?" Lorrelligh finished for him, tracking his emotions to his thoughts and memories.
He nodded. "Correct."
"I see. Well, maybe you will be like him or maybe you won't, but you will never know if you let your fears rule your life." Lorrelligh said.
"Probably right, and I should at least give 'his thing a try." He said and Lorrelligh was impressed with herself. She had lingering doubt in being an Xmen for her own reasons but somehow after trying to help him, she kind of helped herself too.
There was a long period of silence where only the chirping of crickets and the gurgling water of the fountain could be heard. Filling the gap of quietness, Lorrelligh said softly, "I see you are not so scared of me now." And it was true. In the rather short time she had known him, he had always been in an awkward or tensed kind of mood when around her. Quite frankly, most of the students were like that around her.
He stared out into the darkness, "I was never scared of you." Gun added with the same soft-spoken tone, "Just a little unsure. I feel real shallow, but I kinda believed 'ose rumors.'dat you killed someone and. used your powers on others."
Lorrelligh sighed and mumbled, " I did though."
Gun's eyes widened and he took a step back away from her. Lorrelligh looked at him with a weary expression as she had already expected this response. "I will tell you the true story, if you would like. It might not be as colorful or dramatic as you might have assumed though." She sat down on a bench and looked over at him, in wait of his reply.
He sat down at her side slowly and said, "Ok."
Heat drowned her body and the smoke whipped itself savagely around her. Darkness was everywhere yet the smell of gasoline and burning objects consumed her in such abundance she could hardly breathe. Lorrelligh recalled this horrible nightmare from her past and fear charged through her, a scream escaping her lips. Nothing happened, there was only silence. She heard a voice, someone calling her, but she couldn't see anything. Wake up, wake up, Lorrelligh ordered herself but she couldn't break the dream's spell.
Suddenly a hand gripped her wrist and looking up, she could see the face of her mother, clear and beautiful through the darkness. Her black hair was in an upheaval and her emerald eyes were glazed with fear. "Come on sweety," she had said. Lorrelligh fell into her mothers arms and held on tightly. Her fear melting away, it transferred itself into the mother.
"Lorry," the mother said with a shaky voice, "Lorry you have to calm down for mommy." The little girl's own fear was drugging her mother, her fear, it was Lorrelligh's fear that killed her mother. Suddenly the roof caved in and enflamed debris came down on the adult. Lorrelligh remembered her mother just standing there, frozen in fear before she disappeared under the flames. . . .
She woke up screaming. Clutching the sheets of her bed, Lorrelligh took several deep breaths before calming herself. Why can't I just forget, forget everything, she asked herself. She glanced up to see the faces of concern and aggravation upon her roommates, staring at her. Choosing not to further disturb the other girls, she silently rose from her bed and left the room still clad in her pajamas.
Deciding on the need for fresh air, she walked slowly down to the Institute's garden. It was beautiful under the moonlight and breathing in the sweet fragrance of the roses, Lorrelligh found her nightmare only to be a retreating memory.
"A memory that will always live with me," she whispered to the night. Her eyes had shifted to a silver hue and sparkled with life.
She collapsed to the ground and laid down upon her back. The green grass was soft and wet with dew. Closing her eyes, she indulged in the cool air of the late evening.
"Yer kinda weird." Her eyes flew open and looked up at the face of Gun. He smiled a toothy grin and extended a hand to help her up. She took it gratefully but was slightly embarrassed to be found in such a state.
"It's the weird people who shape this world though." She retorted and Gun chuckled.
She stood at his side and together they admired the night in comfortable silence for a moment or two. "What are you doing up at this time of night?" Lorrelligh finally asked.
"I could ask ya the same thing, 'dere is a curfew rule here," he said with amusement, "but do not worry, 'cha won't
find me ratt'n ya out for I am just as guilty." He smiled. "Anyhow, I'm out here 'cause I couldn't sleep. I find this place soothes me."
Lorrelligh nodded, "It is quite beautiful." Her eyes drifted over to him and she noticed his relaxed nature. It seemed strange that only hours ago he had been totally uptight and ignoring her. Now standing in boxers and a shirt, Gun seemed at peace and humorously oblivious to his attire.
"How long have you been here?" Lorrelligh asked.
"Me and my sis have been 'ere two years." Gun answered shortly. "We grew up mostly with our grandparents in Germany while our father was off on work. He was an Xmen, ya know? He kind of always wanted us to live a normal life." He paused and was about to say something more but decided against it and became quiet.
Lorrelligh replied, "I would love to visit Germany someday, I've always wanted to travel the world and see new things. Maybe since I'm an Xmen now it just might happen."
Gun sighed, "I don't know if I want to be an Xmen 'yself. I know, it tis a great honor, but I am not sure if I can meet 'de standards. And my father, he's always so busy 'cause of being an Xmen."
".you just don't want to end up like your father, eh?" Lorrelligh finished for him, tracking his emotions to his thoughts and memories.
He nodded. "Correct."
"I see. Well, maybe you will be like him or maybe you won't, but you will never know if you let your fears rule your life." Lorrelligh said.
"Probably right, and I should at least give 'his thing a try." He said and Lorrelligh was impressed with herself. She had lingering doubt in being an Xmen for her own reasons but somehow after trying to help him, she kind of helped herself too.
There was a long period of silence where only the chirping of crickets and the gurgling water of the fountain could be heard. Filling the gap of quietness, Lorrelligh said softly, "I see you are not so scared of me now." And it was true. In the rather short time she had known him, he had always been in an awkward or tensed kind of mood when around her. Quite frankly, most of the students were like that around her.
He stared out into the darkness, "I was never scared of you." Gun added with the same soft-spoken tone, "Just a little unsure. I feel real shallow, but I kinda believed 'ose rumors.'dat you killed someone and. used your powers on others."
Lorrelligh sighed and mumbled, " I did though."
Gun's eyes widened and he took a step back away from her. Lorrelligh looked at him with a weary expression as she had already expected this response. "I will tell you the true story, if you would like. It might not be as colorful or dramatic as you might have assumed though." She sat down on a bench and looked over at him, in wait of his reply.
He sat down at her side slowly and said, "Ok."