Ensnared in my Reverie
***There's a new mutant in town, and she has the intention of riding the world with mutants. She can be deadly and you won't even know it until you're already dead***
Summary: Mutants have been dying and Adam is worried this might be some kind of epidemic. But he soon finds out how wrong he is, because all these appeared to have good health when they died. Adam is confused how this new mutant kills, and when he finds out exactly how, there is a price to pay. He must find a cure or he will loose two members.
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***NOTE [again]*** Hooray for WEEKENDS!!! =) I finished another chapter but, uh-oh, I'm not good with this part. Basically, Adam finds out about Sheila and they get her from Genomex. How they found out, well.Adam's a magician, and he just cast a few simple spells that told him where Sheila was. Hah, just kidding. =) Bottom line is, Mutant X got Sheila from Genomex. Oh and by the way, Eckhart is still under control, not Ashlocke. [did I spell that right?] Hooray for the new season of Mutant X TONIGHT [here in the Philippines, at least] where Eckhart is no longer the enemy. Hah! =)
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Chapter 6 - The Rousing of the Dream
The mother was an elemental whom incarcerated her victims and ensnared them in a cage of water, and it was a cage that contained also another thing - the thing that her victim feared the most.
The father was another mutant, also powerful and wise.
Together, they were most powerful, perfect and lethal. No one could withstand them. But when the time came, much more greater, much more powerful, was their daughter. A psyonic who could ensnare anyone in their own reverie, in their own dreams, and once locked inside, they could not leave.
But it was because of this power, that Sheila Compton was in so much pain.
When Sheila opened her eyes, she panicked. She recognized this room, having seen it from the eyes of a six-year old. A six-year old who watched her father, screaming in agony until finally her mother carried her off, and together they ran away, away from this place, to where her mother brought her to a new family.
"Mommy?" Sheila whispered, staring up at the white ceiling, as though transfixed by it.
She remembered her mother had the face of an angel. She remembered how much her mother had taken care of her, had loved her, and had given her a new home. But most of all, she remembered how her mother looked when she had seen her husband, twisting and screaming in agony.
"Daddy." Sheila closed her eyes, trying to block the images. She could see the haunted look her father gave her, and she could hear the echo of the words that a man once said to her.
"It's all your fault, Sheila. You killed your daddy."
Sheila's eyes flew open, and a tear fell down her cheek. Just as another man told her.
"It's your damn fault Billy is dead, you freak!"
And another tear fell down her cheek.
Cooper told her it was a gift. Look what her gift had done to so many people she loved. Her gift was a curse, a killing curse and she did not know how to stop it. Unless, if she killed herself.
"Miss Compton, you're awake."
It was a statement, not a question. Uttered by the same man who had eleven years before, told her that she had killed her father. Mason Eckhart stepped into the room, walking slowly. "It's a rather terrible thing what you have done to one of my agents, and all the other people out there."
Sheila turned her head away from him, and closed her eyes.
"How sad your parents must be if they would have known how you used your mutant abilities, how you are using your mutant abilities," he continued, his voice without emotion. "But, of course, I forgot. It was you who killed your parents."
Sheila blocked away the sound of his voice.
"We eventually found your mother after the two of you left the complex. I did not find you then, but I have you now. Your mother kept calling your name in her nightmare. Her greatest fear must have been to see you die or to see you hurt. But she didn't suffer long she died instantly. Only," pause, "-after two days."
A fresh batch of tears threatened to overflow from Sheila. She realized now what she had done to her mother, and it tore her heart to realize what she had done. She had killed both her parents.
"Your father, on the other hand, was a different case. He kept muttering how it wasn't real, how it would all stop. I can only imagine his disappointment when it all didn't stop, when he realized it was all real."
Silence.
"Would you like to know where your father is right now, Sheila? You must think he's buried somewhere, six feet under the ground. But that's not true, Sheila. Your father is still alive."
Sheila's eyes flew open, and she let out a whimper.
"Yes, your father is still alive," Eckhart said slowly. "But it's a pity he in a mental institution. Doctors say nothing can help him, and for some reason, he won't die. Apparently, your gift had a different effect on him. And I wonder why or what it is."
Sheila took deep shaky breaths, her fingers trembling.
"Sheila, try saying something. It's never to good to keep everything inside. You wouldn't want anything bad to happen now, would you?" Eckhart asked. And then he said, "It's terrible what you have. It's a weapon, and no one would know what it is until they're already dead. I surmise even your parents did not about this. Not, until it was already too late."
Sheila suddenly screamed, feeling all the pain and the anger all those years. She struggled against the chains on her hands and her ankles, twisting and thrashing on the metallic table. She was barely aware of Eckhart laughing. She was only aware of the searing pain and burning anger she felt.
And it was at the exact same moment, hundreds of miles away that Cooper Reeves fell down on the carpeted floor, clutching his head and screaming, screaming for it to stop, screaming in pain. The monster in his mind was killing him slowly.
And also at the exact same moment, at the Sanctuary, Shalimar was in tears as she struggled to calm Jesse who was also screaming, and clutching his head. "No!" he screamed, his eyes squeezed tightly. He was lying down, and he kept thrashing around just like he was having a really bad dream.
"Stop it!" Emma screamed from the other side of the room. She was also lying down, her fists clenched at her sides, her knuckles white. "Stop it! This can't be happening! Please stop!"
Shalimar turned around to look at Emma, and Brennan who was trying to talk to her. "Emma, Emma! Listen, it's not real," Brennan said to her, shaking her by the shoulders.
"No, don't do that! Don't hurt her!" Jesse yelled, beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Help me! Please stop it!" Emma cried out, her voice breaking.
When Adam rushed in the room, Shalimar looked at him and asked, "Adam, what's going on? They weren't like this minutes ago."
"I found who did all this. Sheila Compton. She's at Genomex right now, and I'm guessing that this is Sheila's doing. Something in her triggered this," he explained as he went from Emma to Jesse, placing a hand on their forehead. "And if my guess is right, Sheila has got them trapped inside their minds."
"What can we do?" Brennan asked.
Adam looked at him. "You have to get Sheila, and bring her here. We need to ask her some questions."
Brennan nodded. He looked at Shalimar, who was casting worried glances at Emma and Jesse. "Are you coming, Shal?" he asked softly. She nodded and they both left the lab.
Back at Genomex, Sheila had calm down. But her fists were still clenched tightly. Eckhart left, and she didn't understand why. She thought he was glad to see the pain she was going through.
Her father was still alive.
The thought flashed through her mind, and she burst into tears. She wanted to reach up and cover her face but the chains held her back. She let out a cry of fury as she struggled against the chains. "Daddy," she whimpered sobbing softly. "Why?"
She curled up in a fetal position, wanting so much to die. When she saw the face of an angel. It was her mom, smiling down at her. "Sheila, sweetheart, mommy's here," the angel murmured, her fingers caressing Sheila's face and Sheila felt a soft breeze on her face. "Don't cry any more."
"Mommy?" Sheila whispered staring up at the sweet smile. "Don't ever leave me."
And then she fell asleep.
***There's a new mutant in town, and she has the intention of riding the world with mutants. She can be deadly and you won't even know it until you're already dead***
Summary: Mutants have been dying and Adam is worried this might be some kind of epidemic. But he soon finds out how wrong he is, because all these appeared to have good health when they died. Adam is confused how this new mutant kills, and when he finds out exactly how, there is a price to pay. He must find a cure or he will loose two members.
Read and review!!!
***NOTE [again]*** Hooray for WEEKENDS!!! =) I finished another chapter but, uh-oh, I'm not good with this part. Basically, Adam finds out about Sheila and they get her from Genomex. How they found out, well.Adam's a magician, and he just cast a few simple spells that told him where Sheila was. Hah, just kidding. =) Bottom line is, Mutant X got Sheila from Genomex. Oh and by the way, Eckhart is still under control, not Ashlocke. [did I spell that right?] Hooray for the new season of Mutant X TONIGHT [here in the Philippines, at least] where Eckhart is no longer the enemy. Hah! =)
+read, enjoy, review+
Chapter 6 - The Rousing of the Dream
The mother was an elemental whom incarcerated her victims and ensnared them in a cage of water, and it was a cage that contained also another thing - the thing that her victim feared the most.
The father was another mutant, also powerful and wise.
Together, they were most powerful, perfect and lethal. No one could withstand them. But when the time came, much more greater, much more powerful, was their daughter. A psyonic who could ensnare anyone in their own reverie, in their own dreams, and once locked inside, they could not leave.
But it was because of this power, that Sheila Compton was in so much pain.
When Sheila opened her eyes, she panicked. She recognized this room, having seen it from the eyes of a six-year old. A six-year old who watched her father, screaming in agony until finally her mother carried her off, and together they ran away, away from this place, to where her mother brought her to a new family.
"Mommy?" Sheila whispered, staring up at the white ceiling, as though transfixed by it.
She remembered her mother had the face of an angel. She remembered how much her mother had taken care of her, had loved her, and had given her a new home. But most of all, she remembered how her mother looked when she had seen her husband, twisting and screaming in agony.
"Daddy." Sheila closed her eyes, trying to block the images. She could see the haunted look her father gave her, and she could hear the echo of the words that a man once said to her.
"It's all your fault, Sheila. You killed your daddy."
Sheila's eyes flew open, and a tear fell down her cheek. Just as another man told her.
"It's your damn fault Billy is dead, you freak!"
And another tear fell down her cheek.
Cooper told her it was a gift. Look what her gift had done to so many people she loved. Her gift was a curse, a killing curse and she did not know how to stop it. Unless, if she killed herself.
"Miss Compton, you're awake."
It was a statement, not a question. Uttered by the same man who had eleven years before, told her that she had killed her father. Mason Eckhart stepped into the room, walking slowly. "It's a rather terrible thing what you have done to one of my agents, and all the other people out there."
Sheila turned her head away from him, and closed her eyes.
"How sad your parents must be if they would have known how you used your mutant abilities, how you are using your mutant abilities," he continued, his voice without emotion. "But, of course, I forgot. It was you who killed your parents."
Sheila blocked away the sound of his voice.
"We eventually found your mother after the two of you left the complex. I did not find you then, but I have you now. Your mother kept calling your name in her nightmare. Her greatest fear must have been to see you die or to see you hurt. But she didn't suffer long she died instantly. Only," pause, "-after two days."
A fresh batch of tears threatened to overflow from Sheila. She realized now what she had done to her mother, and it tore her heart to realize what she had done. She had killed both her parents.
"Your father, on the other hand, was a different case. He kept muttering how it wasn't real, how it would all stop. I can only imagine his disappointment when it all didn't stop, when he realized it was all real."
Silence.
"Would you like to know where your father is right now, Sheila? You must think he's buried somewhere, six feet under the ground. But that's not true, Sheila. Your father is still alive."
Sheila's eyes flew open, and she let out a whimper.
"Yes, your father is still alive," Eckhart said slowly. "But it's a pity he in a mental institution. Doctors say nothing can help him, and for some reason, he won't die. Apparently, your gift had a different effect on him. And I wonder why or what it is."
Sheila took deep shaky breaths, her fingers trembling.
"Sheila, try saying something. It's never to good to keep everything inside. You wouldn't want anything bad to happen now, would you?" Eckhart asked. And then he said, "It's terrible what you have. It's a weapon, and no one would know what it is until they're already dead. I surmise even your parents did not about this. Not, until it was already too late."
Sheila suddenly screamed, feeling all the pain and the anger all those years. She struggled against the chains on her hands and her ankles, twisting and thrashing on the metallic table. She was barely aware of Eckhart laughing. She was only aware of the searing pain and burning anger she felt.
And it was at the exact same moment, hundreds of miles away that Cooper Reeves fell down on the carpeted floor, clutching his head and screaming, screaming for it to stop, screaming in pain. The monster in his mind was killing him slowly.
And also at the exact same moment, at the Sanctuary, Shalimar was in tears as she struggled to calm Jesse who was also screaming, and clutching his head. "No!" he screamed, his eyes squeezed tightly. He was lying down, and he kept thrashing around just like he was having a really bad dream.
"Stop it!" Emma screamed from the other side of the room. She was also lying down, her fists clenched at her sides, her knuckles white. "Stop it! This can't be happening! Please stop!"
Shalimar turned around to look at Emma, and Brennan who was trying to talk to her. "Emma, Emma! Listen, it's not real," Brennan said to her, shaking her by the shoulders.
"No, don't do that! Don't hurt her!" Jesse yelled, beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Help me! Please stop it!" Emma cried out, her voice breaking.
When Adam rushed in the room, Shalimar looked at him and asked, "Adam, what's going on? They weren't like this minutes ago."
"I found who did all this. Sheila Compton. She's at Genomex right now, and I'm guessing that this is Sheila's doing. Something in her triggered this," he explained as he went from Emma to Jesse, placing a hand on their forehead. "And if my guess is right, Sheila has got them trapped inside their minds."
"What can we do?" Brennan asked.
Adam looked at him. "You have to get Sheila, and bring her here. We need to ask her some questions."
Brennan nodded. He looked at Shalimar, who was casting worried glances at Emma and Jesse. "Are you coming, Shal?" he asked softly. She nodded and they both left the lab.
Back at Genomex, Sheila had calm down. But her fists were still clenched tightly. Eckhart left, and she didn't understand why. She thought he was glad to see the pain she was going through.
Her father was still alive.
The thought flashed through her mind, and she burst into tears. She wanted to reach up and cover her face but the chains held her back. She let out a cry of fury as she struggled against the chains. "Daddy," she whimpered sobbing softly. "Why?"
She curled up in a fetal position, wanting so much to die. When she saw the face of an angel. It was her mom, smiling down at her. "Sheila, sweetheart, mommy's here," the angel murmured, her fingers caressing Sheila's face and Sheila felt a soft breeze on her face. "Don't cry any more."
"Mommy?" Sheila whispered staring up at the sweet smile. "Don't ever leave me."
And then she fell asleep.
