----------------------------------------------------Flashback
Lucy's eyes flutter open and bright lights stab at her eyes. "Ugh," she moans, then remembers what happened. She sits up, looking around frantically, hoping that it was all just a dream. A man walks through the door.
"Who are you?" she asks coldly, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"Agent Ames White. I've been watching you, Lucy." he says, his voice filled with mocking. ~So he's the dirty bastard who killed them.~ She can't find the strength to yell, and only asks, "Why?"
"You are one very special girl, Lucy. We know your secret, and we don't like people like you messing with our plans, so we have to take care of you. Your family had to go, too-they knew too much. But you got away, Lucy, but we brought you back." he says putting an emphasis on her name, like it's a dirty word.
"Were they in pain?" Lucy asks, praying with all her might that they were dead before they felt the pain.
"They were dead before the fire started, if that's what you mean." he says dismissively, then moves on to the next subject. "We will be studying you, seeing how you react to certain situations. The Conclave needs to know how your powers work, and if mutants can heal rapidly." he finishes, looking bored. He walks over to the door and holds it open for a doctor, who's carrying a metal tray filled with shiny, scary-looking instruments.
"We're gonna have Some fun." Ames says, smirking. A blade cuts across her cheek deeply, then moves to slice open her arm.
"You evil bastard...you didn't have to kill them. Why?" Lucy asks, blood dripping down her face.
"Business." he says, no emotion in his voice whatsoever. ~I never did like Jamie much.~ he thinks idly.
The doctor keeps slicing her skin, leaving trails of blood snaking down her body. "Sir?" the doctor says, looking at White. Ames looks at him. "We can't slice her too much, or she'll be exhausted for the other tests we have." he says, making up an excuse to stop. In truth, he feels sorry for the girl in front of him. She's just a child, after all. No one deserves that. ~His own family. Sick.~
"True," White says, contemplating the information, "You can resume your work tomorrow."
"Yes, sir." the doctor says and walks out of the room, leaving the metal tray of now-bloodied tools. Ames looks at the girl, who's trying to free her wrists from the restraints. There are tears in her eyes, but she's trying to blink them back.~She's pretty brave for a girl from suburbia~ Ames thinks to himself, already bored.
"Goodnight, Lucy. Sweet dreams." he says coldly and walks out of the room. A moment later, the lights flicker off, and Lucy is left alone, crying in the dark with no one to help her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End Flashback
"Max, something's wrong with her." Alec says from beside Lucy's bed. Max, who's looking out the window into the snowy night, reminicsing of her horrible past, sighs.
"You mean besides the fact that she was sliced open and stabbed?" Max says, feeling guilty and sorry for the girl. Alec looks down at Lucy, who's thrashing on the bed, mumbling incoherently.
"No, something's wrong with her. Should I wake her up, but I heard that can make them dangerous." he says, looking worriedly at the poor girl, who's trapped by her past in nightmares she can't escape.
"Alec, we're Manticore, I think we can handle a teenage girl."she says. Max turns around to look at what's worrying Alec, only to see Lucy curled into the fetal position, a pained look on her face that would make even the most heartless person feel extreme sadness for this girl, and all she's been through in her short life. Tears spill onto her already wet cheeks, and no one can save her from the memories burned into her brain.
Max rushes to her side and gently shakes her shoulders, not wanting to scare her anymore than she already is. Max tries to wake her, too, calling, "Lucy, wake up! Come on, Lucy!"
"No, you didn't have to! I hate you, White! Don't hurt me...please." Lucy yells to the silent room, screaming at first, and then trailing into a whisper, tears flowing freely down her cheeks, terror written on her face. Max and Alec glance at each other at the mention of White, then back to Lucy, trying vainly to comfort the girl dead to the world, lost in her nightmares.
Lucy's eyes fly open, revealing large, blue pools of hurt and anger, a soldier's mask, one both haunting and familiar to Max and Alec. Lucy lets out a bloodcurdling scream and her body goes rigid. The whole room is blindingly white for a few seconds, and Lucy starts hovering above the bed, the bright light coming from her. It surrounds her, like a shield, protecting her from her dreams. As the bright light grows, so does the effect Lucy was having on the room. Everything starts hovering, but just for a moment, and then...BANG! Max and Alec are thrown across the room, Max hitting the window ledge that she formerly was sitting on, and Alec is thrown into the door with a thud. Lucy's scream dies down, and the light fades. She falls back onto the bed, unconscious. Everything that was near Lucy is either obliterated or on the opposite side of the room.
Max and Alec look at each other, dumbfounded. ~WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?~ crosses both of their minds before they composed themselves and blur to Lucy's side. She looks worse for the wear, and she's unconscious again. Alec pulls a shard of wood from his shoulder, and Max removes a piece of glass from her stomach, the vase that it was formerly now just shattered pieces on the floor.
"How did she do that? I didn't think that Manticore could conjure up something that powerful." Max says, not knowing what to think of the seemingly-harmless teenager's powers.
"That's the thing, Maxie. I don't think they could." Alec says, trying to process what just happened.
Max thinks about what he just said, and realizes the meaning of it.
"Are you saying that she isn't Manticore?" Max asks. ~How could she not be a transgenic? How else would she have those powers.~ "But Manticore had the Special Project division. Couldn't they have severely altered the DNA of the SP's?" (A/N: Special Project for all you who don't do abbreviations)
Alec shakes his head.
"I've seen all of the SP's at TC, and I haven't seen one with the power that Lucy has. That's a whole new level of power, Max." he says, looking at her. He puts his arm around her, and they sit down on the edge of the bed, waiting for Lucy to wake up, for their questions to be answered.
After a half an hour, they leave, needing to check on the Command Center and everything else that the leaders of the City need to do. Alec and Max stand up and take one last look at Lucy, who's still lying there, dead to the world. Alec brushes a stray hair from her face. "We'll be back as soon as we can, Luce. I promise." Max says, using the girl's favorite term. They walk out of the room holding hands, both wondering just what this girl's been through, and who the hell hurt her so bad.
Lucy is left alone in the dark, surrounded in a dreamless sleep. Neither of the transgenics notice the person slip into Lucy's room as they walk away.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~``
Dun, dun dun!!! Hey guys! I don't know how often I'll be updating- I'm in the spring musical (it's Clue!), and practice runs late some nights. Oh, and my guidance counselors decided that Molly'd be a great promoter for my school, so I'm going to all of the nearby private grade schools flaunting my school pride. Oh, god....
Well, hope you liked it. I know it's a little morbid and gross, but I thought I needed to show you how Lucy was treated so that you can understand her fear. I luv ya for always if you review, you know, so hit that little purple button! Come on, I know ya wanna!
Molly ;)