Italics signal thoughts, and bold italics signal telepathic conversations.
Chapter eight: Allies
Shalimar opened her eyes wearily, fearing what she would see in her new room. She had been place in a containment cell with at least five more people. Her estimations were nearly correct, as there were six more people there with her. A blue eyed and brown haired teen moved over to her side and introduced himself.
"I'm Brendon Easton. You can call me Ben. These are Loalys, Michael and Anna Vaughn, Gwen Holden, and the brunette who's in a trance is Ashleigh Harland."
Shalimar nodded. "I'm Shalimar Fox."
Loalys smiled slightly. "Oh we know who you are." Seeing the confused look on Shalimar's face, she added, "Gabriel wouldn't stop talking about you."
Shalimar looked like she was about to say something, but was interrupted when Anna started coughing violently and gasping for air. Michael pulled her hair back so she could spit out the blood. When she raised her head shakily, Shalimar could see numerous cut and bruises on her face, including a deep one in her lip. Michael pulled her closer to him and smoothed her hair as she buried her face in his shirt.
Loalys' eyes watered as she looked at her little sister, and Shalimar shivered. Anna didn't look a day older than 15, and it was obvious that she had fought Gabriel but he had still managed to rape her. Sensing Shalimar's concern, Loalys turned to explain. "Anna may only be fourteen, but she's a strong psionic. She fought Gabriel as much as she could, but it didn't do her much good."
"So you're all new mutants?" Shal asked apprehensively.
It was Gwen who answered. "Loalys is a canine feral, I'm an electric elemental, Leigh's a psionic and so is Anna, and Michael's a molecular." Receiving a glare from Ben, she added, "And Ben's a freaking telepath, just like Ashleigh. But his powers are in a much shorter range, since he's younger than her."
"Were you all captured by Gabriel?" Shal asked.
"No", said Anna as she emerged from her brother's embrace, shaking her head. "He helped two serial killers, Viviane Leighton and John Nathan Townsend, escape from the high security prisons they were in. Everyone but me is an official taken hostage. I was kidnapped by Gabriel's goons before he took Loalys and Michael."
"But why were you taken, specifically?" Shal asked, confused.
"Gabriel and Viviane offered their help to Gabriel, but they have a price. John's price is Ashleigh, Ben and Gwen. Viviane's price is my siblings and I. John because he's got something against each of their families, and Viviane wants us because she needs us to join her. Biologically speaking, she's our mother, and she says that we must 'accept our legacy of evil'", she said, mimicking her mother. "I didn't accept it, and this was my punishment."
Ashleigh finally opened her eyes. "Andrew assured me that Kay's assembling a team. We should be out by tomorrow morning at the latest."
Everyone sighed relieved, and made small talk to pass the time until they heard footsteps in the corridor. Loalys signaled for them to be silent as she concentrated, her eyes glowing yellow. The door opened to reveal Viviane, John and Gabriel.
"You thought you could outsmart us", said Viviane in her thick brogue, "that was absolutely arrogant and foolish of all of you." She signaled Gabriel and he hit Ashleigh with a psi-blast. "That will keep you from communicating with all you CIA friends. As for Anna and Ben, you're both much too weak to even attempt long range telepathy, so we've nothing to worry about."
John Nathan walked in the room, his presence menacing, and laughed darkly. "We're leaving to much better place, where we can all have fun." He said this eyeing Ashleigh, who spat on him. He flicked his wrist and sent her hurtling against the nearest wall. "Let that be a lesson to all of you. No one challenges me and gets away with it."
With their energies combined, the three evils knocked their hostages unconscious and ordered their lackeys to load them in the jets. The plan for their revenge was just starting. Now, to send Katharine an anonymous tip off in order to lure her to their lair was the next item in their agenda.
A/N: I hope you guys liked this, even if you didn't I love this story too much to let her go. This was, after all, my first fan fic ever! So let me know whether I'm doing better in my writing now. I am barely fourteen, and in my opinion this isn't too shabby. However, writers are usually the worst judges of their own work, and it is their reader's opinion and constructive criticism that build them up. So let me know!