Hi everyone, I now have 5 reviews! That is SO cool… yeah well thanks for reviewing, and please keep at it. Yeah at first when I read the Mary-sue review, I'm like huh? I swear I must be the only person who's never heard of that expression. I had to search for Mary-sue on google to find out what it was (yeah I know I'm pathetic, but I wanted to know what it was) So well I found out what it was and I quote, "a Mary Sue is a fan created character, usually representing the author, with a story built around it. Mary Sues are not necessarily bad, but there are dangers in writing such a character in fan fiction." Keep in mind, Cassie is not based on me. I like having a main character… that's like… a hero… ok well I guess you're probably wondering why I'm just babbling on, but I take my reviews very seriously (at least when they're nice hehe) So, I'm going to try to stop writing Cassie as a 'major mary-sue' (the keyword there being try) so a romance is going to happen eventually between…? I don't know. So far I've gotten suggestions of Pyro and Kurt so I'd like some reviews on that. Who should Cassie get 'romantically involved' with? After you read this, review and give me your opinion. (Ok you better read this already because I wrote way too much)
"Chapter 3- "Past"
I looked out the window as we landed. It looked like a basketball court, but I immediately dismissed that idea until it started to open up and we went underground. This place was high-tech… wherever it was.
Once we landed the blue skinned man helped me out and I took a deep breath. There were people all around the jet, mostly teenagers. A man in a wheel chair got my attention as he came over to Bobby and said hello.
"Hello Professor," Bobby said to the man.
"Hello Bobby, are you alright?" he said in a concerned voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks to Cassie," he said and turned toward me.
I shrank back a little but tried to act calm. "Hello," I mumbled.
"Hello," the man said, seeming to enter my thoughts. ~Don't be afraid. We aren't going to hurt you~
I didn't say anything and looked away.
"Bobby, Rogue please escort Cassandra to my office. I will be up shortly." He told the teens and Bobby urged me to come with him. I slowly walked forward, and Rogue tried to start a conversation with me.
"So, Cassie… can I call you Cassie?" she asked slowly.
I shrugged and looked away.
"Um… so… you should like it here. You'll fit right in here. Everyone's really nice… maybe you can even share a room with me," she suggested and smiled.
I attempted to smile back but it didn't turn out very well. Why can I just be nice to people?
"Yeah…" she started after I remained silent. "Kitty and Jubilee share my room with me. We could use another girl. I'm sure they'd be glad to have you," Rogue smiled again.
By this time we arrived at the professor's office and Bobby told me to sit down. The two of them looked uncomfortable, and I decided I was being a little mean by practically ignoring them. "Um… what is this place?" I asked quietly.
"It's a school," Bobby spoke up. "For people like us… mutants."
"Mutants… you mean all those people were mutants? Why hasn't the government shut you guys down? I mean… isn't it illegal to have a school full of mutants?"
"Well to the outside world, the school's just a school for the gifted, they don't know were mutants," Marie explained.
"Oh…" I replied lamely, and we spent the rest of the time in silence. This place was just a barrel of laughs, wasn't it?
~*~*~*~
"Hello Cassandra. I think it is time for a proper introduction. I am Professor Charles Xavier, and this is my school," the professor said as he came into the room. The people that 'rescued' Bobby came in with him.
"…Hi…" I mumbled and looked down.
~It's all right. We are all friends~ His thoughts invaded in my own again. I looked up at him with a scowl.
"Please don't do that," I said, a little upset.
"If you wish," the professor replied and wheeled behind his desk. "I understand that you were a test subject at Graham's. Am I correct?"
"Yes."
"I… I wonder if you would permit me to look into you mind," he said as he leaned forward. I could feel my breath come quicker.
"Why?"
"I want to find out exactly what happened. Will you allow me to?"
How was I supposed to stop him anyway? "Fine."
He came closer to me and raised his hand to my head.
I felt myself be transported to another world. Time seemed to repeat itself… a little more than five years ago…
I went back to that day at school. Holly had told me that day to stop dressing in Wal-Mart fashions. I went to the bathroom and cried. The next day at school she told me I smelled funny. I turned to her to retort, but what came out of my mouth was an ear piercing scream. Nearly everyone in the school went into a trance…except me.
I ran out of the school, tears streaming down my face. I came home to my parents yelling at one another. I tried to go in unnoticed, but as I opened the door they turned to me.
"Oh… Cassie… did you have a short day today? You should have told me," my mother told me uncomfortably.
"Um… I didn't have a short day… something happened…" I started, but my father cut me off. He was obviously in a bad mood.
"What do you mean? You ditched school?" he asked forcefully.
"No… I…" I started, tears coming to my eyes. I ran upstairs to my bedroom and sobbed on my pillow, my two braids coming out.
"Honey, what's the matter?" my mother asked from the doorway.
I only cried louder.
"Honey… what's wrong?"
I looked up at her as she sat down next to me. "I… something happened… I don't know what. I screamed at Holly and everyone just fell down…"
"They fell down? What do you mean?" she asked stroking my hair.
"From my voice, something in my voice made them do it."
"She's a damn mutant!" A voice came from the hallway. My father came into my bedroom and pulled me up. "What the hell did you do?" I could smell the beer on his breath.
"She's not a mutant!" my mother yelled at him.
"That's what it sounds like." He grabbed my arm and pulled me off the bed. I slammed into the nightstand, knocking over the lamp. I landed on top of it, and I felt the shards of glass cut into my abdomen. I groaned in pain, and my mother screamed.
I turned over, the blood staining the carpet and my clothes.
"Look what you did!" my mother screamed at my father pushing him into the wall. "Damn you!"
I lay there in agony and watched the too exchange furious words.
"Oh my God!" my father yelled and pointed at me.
I looked down at my stomach and saw the glass fall out, the cuts magically healing.
"I told you, she's a damn mutant!" he screamed again.
By this time I was completely healed and I stood up.
My mother looked scared and backed away from me. My father looked disgusted and pushed me away from him.
He pulled my mother out of the room and slammed the door in my face. I heard the door click, leaving me locked in the room. Outside I could hear my father telling my mother that he knew I place they took 'things' like me. She was crying softly, and I heard her softly agree.
I screamed to let me out and I would cause any trouble, but it just fell on deaf ears.
I stayed in my room for the rest of the day, and late that night fell asleep. The next day I awoke and immediately yelled at my door. No one came, and I sat down and cried. At almost noon, the door was flung open, and before I could even realize who had opened it, a dart was shot into my neck, leaving my last thought to be falling to the floor.
When I awoke I was in the place I would stay for the next five years, my cell. I looked up and saw Dr. Graham for the first time. He smiled at me, and I tried to move away from him.
I couldn't.
The collar was already around my neck and I was chained to the table.
I felt the feelings all over again. Where was I? What was going on? Where were Mommy and Daddy?
"…Where am I?" I managed to choke out.
"Your new home, the place where unwanted children go, unwanted mutants," he sneered.
"I'm not a mutant," I tried to argue.
He only laughed at this. "Then how do you explain the screaming, and the quick healing?" he asked raising his eyebrows.
I looked away, unwilling to face the truth.
"What do you want with me?" I managed to ask.
"My, dear, I only want you life…"
I entered one of the experiments. I was completely chained to a wall, unable to move, not able to use my powers because of the collar. I saw the water begin to fill the tank, and after a few seconds, it was over my head.
I could feel it again, the helplessness, the fear. My lungs felt as if they would burst.
"MAKE IT STOP!"I screamed, immediately stopping the memory.
Everything around me had stopped. Everyone was on the floor. How did they get that way…
Oh that's right… Number one on my to do list: remember not to scream.