Ah'm back. Thank you Goddess! My vacation was a nightmare. Ah'm glad to be
back home in my spider *shudders* infested basement at the computer typing
another chapter for this story that Ah hope people like cause NOBODY IS
REVIEWING! 8-/ Please review so I feel loved and continue writing.
*sniffle sniffle* I feel sad no one wants to review. *Max noses hand and
jumps into lap* Well at least my dog loves me.
Anyways.Hope ya all like this chapter and REVIEW it. Oh, by the way 4 of the star thingies (****) indicates the beginning and end of a dream.
I had only slept for an hour when a stomach ache wakes me up. It hurts so badly. It feels like I swallowed a handful of burning coals. The excruciating pain spreads throughout my body. Suddenly it become unbearably hot, so I kick the blanket wrapped around me off. The pain feels familiar. Why? I ask myself but I do not come up with an answer.
I suppress a scream of terror and pain as not to wake Rogue or Kitty or the entire school's population for that matter. I stop the scream but not a whimper of distress. I can see Rogue stir but she doesn't wake. I clutch my stomach with one hand and jam my other into my mouth to prevent any more sounds from escaping. But I fail. This time Rogue does wake.
"Are ya okay?" she asks rolling over to face me.
I force my voice to sound steady, "Yes, I'm fine."
"Ya sure?"
'Goddess no. I'm gonna die', I think to myself. "Yeah," I answer my voice wavering.
"Do ya need meh to go get Jean?"
"No."
"Do ya need some Midol or aspirin?"
"No." 'I don't even no what those things are.' Wave after wave of pain hits me over and over. "I'll be fine. Go back to sleep. Goodnight."
"Goodnight," she says suspiciously and rolls over. Within minutes she's asleep once again.
The pain continues for another thirty minutes before subsiding but not ceasing. My hair is plastered to my head with sweat. Tears roll down my cheeks. I curl up into a ball and drift to sleep.
**** Wires are connected to my head, chest and arms. Two men, scientists I think, are moving around the lab collecting papers of data. 'About me,' I assume. One is old and really scary looking. His hair is white and his eyes are a friendly blue colour. However deep within those eyes was a psycho path. Just by looking a person could see he is mad. The other man was younger, no more than thirty. He is kind to me and treats me not quite as an equal but not as less than one. He treats me basically like a mutant.
"Sorry," the younger one whispers when he stick me with a needle roughly.
My blood pours into a vial attached to the needle. The young man gives the vial filled with my blood to the older one. The old man leaves as four large men with guns in their hands enter. They unlock the arm restraints and place handcuffs around my thin wrists. I hadn't even noticed that I was strapped to the chair. The large men form a diamond around me.
The young man pats me on the shoulder, "Nice cooperation today, Destiny. Keep it up."
The four men lead me out of the room and down a bright corridor. The halls are like a maze a little rat would run through. They all look the same. Yet it was all familiar to me. The guards stop me in front of a door. They swipe a card and punch in a four digit code into the lock next to the door. A guard takes off my cuffs and shoves me into the small cell, my cell. The walls, ceiling, and floor are black as if they had been burned.
"Wake up girl," someone says shaking me from behind. I turn around and see Rogue. "Wake up," she says again. "Kitty, Dr. Grey, and Ah are gonna take ya shoppin'." She shakes me again. ****
My eyes snap open as I fly to a sitting up position my hands out stretched. The radio in the same direction my hands are pointing explodes.
Now don't make me get the prof to use mind control on all of ya and make ya review. And if he don't get the job done Ah'll send my Wolverine after ya. *FBI, CIA, KGB, and lots of lawyers run down stairs at the words: my Wolverine. RogueVampyr hides under desk* Okay, okay! He's not my Wolverine so ya can't sue. Besides Ah'm broke both in money and heart cause nobody's REVIEWING!!!!!
Anyways.Hope ya all like this chapter and REVIEW it. Oh, by the way 4 of the star thingies (****) indicates the beginning and end of a dream.
I had only slept for an hour when a stomach ache wakes me up. It hurts so badly. It feels like I swallowed a handful of burning coals. The excruciating pain spreads throughout my body. Suddenly it become unbearably hot, so I kick the blanket wrapped around me off. The pain feels familiar. Why? I ask myself but I do not come up with an answer.
I suppress a scream of terror and pain as not to wake Rogue or Kitty or the entire school's population for that matter. I stop the scream but not a whimper of distress. I can see Rogue stir but she doesn't wake. I clutch my stomach with one hand and jam my other into my mouth to prevent any more sounds from escaping. But I fail. This time Rogue does wake.
"Are ya okay?" she asks rolling over to face me.
I force my voice to sound steady, "Yes, I'm fine."
"Ya sure?"
'Goddess no. I'm gonna die', I think to myself. "Yeah," I answer my voice wavering.
"Do ya need meh to go get Jean?"
"No."
"Do ya need some Midol or aspirin?"
"No." 'I don't even no what those things are.' Wave after wave of pain hits me over and over. "I'll be fine. Go back to sleep. Goodnight."
"Goodnight," she says suspiciously and rolls over. Within minutes she's asleep once again.
The pain continues for another thirty minutes before subsiding but not ceasing. My hair is plastered to my head with sweat. Tears roll down my cheeks. I curl up into a ball and drift to sleep.
**** Wires are connected to my head, chest and arms. Two men, scientists I think, are moving around the lab collecting papers of data. 'About me,' I assume. One is old and really scary looking. His hair is white and his eyes are a friendly blue colour. However deep within those eyes was a psycho path. Just by looking a person could see he is mad. The other man was younger, no more than thirty. He is kind to me and treats me not quite as an equal but not as less than one. He treats me basically like a mutant.
"Sorry," the younger one whispers when he stick me with a needle roughly.
My blood pours into a vial attached to the needle. The young man gives the vial filled with my blood to the older one. The old man leaves as four large men with guns in their hands enter. They unlock the arm restraints and place handcuffs around my thin wrists. I hadn't even noticed that I was strapped to the chair. The large men form a diamond around me.
The young man pats me on the shoulder, "Nice cooperation today, Destiny. Keep it up."
The four men lead me out of the room and down a bright corridor. The halls are like a maze a little rat would run through. They all look the same. Yet it was all familiar to me. The guards stop me in front of a door. They swipe a card and punch in a four digit code into the lock next to the door. A guard takes off my cuffs and shoves me into the small cell, my cell. The walls, ceiling, and floor are black as if they had been burned.
"Wake up girl," someone says shaking me from behind. I turn around and see Rogue. "Wake up," she says again. "Kitty, Dr. Grey, and Ah are gonna take ya shoppin'." She shakes me again. ****
My eyes snap open as I fly to a sitting up position my hands out stretched. The radio in the same direction my hands are pointing explodes.
Now don't make me get the prof to use mind control on all of ya and make ya review. And if he don't get the job done Ah'll send my Wolverine after ya. *FBI, CIA, KGB, and lots of lawyers run down stairs at the words: my Wolverine. RogueVampyr hides under desk* Okay, okay! He's not my Wolverine so ya can't sue. Besides Ah'm broke both in money and heart cause nobody's REVIEWING!!!!!