"Excuse me, but I only have
one sister," I retorted, "And you killed her when you killed my
parents!" At this point, Randy just
looked totally lost.
He looked at Rina. "Did I now? Well then, just so you don't go on completely
hating me, I'll prove to you that that's not true, Gwen. Close your eyes and remember your
sister."
" I'm not doing anything you tell me
to!"
" I don't think you're in much of a
position to argue, now are you?"
" Let Rina and Randy go! They have nothing to do with this!"
" Oh but that's where you're wrong,
Gwenevere. Randy may be rather
insignificant right now, but Rina has just as much, if not more to do with this
than you do. You see, as I've already
explained to your sister, I'm not here to harm you. I'm here to give you answers."
"Tell you what, why don't you just take your
answers and shove them up your wazoo! Because
I don't want to have to see your butt-ugly face unless it's a part of your
butt-ugly corpse!"
"Well now! That wasn't polite!" he said.
"Deal with it!" I snapped.
"Come now, since we're all here together and no one's going anywhere for a
while, why don't you just humor me. It's
not like you have anything else to do. Close
your eyes. And you, Rina. Gwen, I want you to remember everything you
can possibly remember about your sister." Neither of us was entirely sure why we obeyed,
but we did.
A picture slowly began to take shape in my mind, just as Magneto described it. "Remember the blazing red hair, the pale
face covered with freckles, those big, adorable brown eyes that could belong
only to such a small carefree child. Now
imagine that little girl a year later. She's grown up a bit, hasn't she? Now five years later, and now ten. Now thirteen. See what she's become? She's taller. She is no longer a cute little toddler, but a
beautiful young woman. Her eyes are no
longer wide with joy and innocence like that of a young girl, but have been
filled with pain. She bears many scars
from her dark, shadowy past, and yet she lives on, too determined to let
herself be destroyed by it. Yes, she is
hurt every now and then, but comes through stronger for it. Do you have a clear picture in your mind of
this person?"
We did. I watched as my sister grew up
and lost her innocence.
"Good. Now open your eyes, and
Gwen, look at Rina, and I guarantee you that all your doubts in my words will
be gone."
We each did so, and the expression on her face as she looked at me was burned
into my memory forever.
