Past Forgotten

Author's Note: Long wait, I know, but I got free time in computer class... my batteries ran out, and I had no intention of studying without music... my friend introduced me to an AWESOME song.... Its so funny, I can't help but be obsessed.

Anywho, enjoy!

===============================================

Days passed by, but to Marie, it felt as if time was at a stand-still. Hours seemed like minutes, and minutes, hours. It really didn't matter much to her. All she could comprehend, was the fact that there was a woman dead, and she was the cause. Her hands, to her seemed as though they were caked with blood. She constantly washed them in the small sink provided for her, but they still felt unclean.

Whenever she fell asleep, she was haunted by nightmares. Most of her sleeping hours was spent tossing and turning. The pain she felt, was unimaginable. Fire consumed her being; memories and voices kept replaying in her head.

There was a tiny flame of hope inside her, that Cecile would make it through. And her dreams would continue, and become reality. Cecile had the most beautiful dreams that Marie had ever seen. It didn't feel right to intrude into other people's personas, but Marie had no control over what she did at the moment.

She watched as Cecile grew up, the top of her Harvard Law class. Her dreams of raising a large family, with a perfect husband had inspired Cecile to succeed in every obstacle that Cecile had to go through. But at the moment, Marie only had one question that kept repeating itself.

Would Cecile make it through this time?

Tears stung Marie's eyes. What was happening to her? She had a good life, loving parents, good friends, and now everything seemed to crumble. Her father had disowned her, and her boyfriend might never wake up from an unnatural coma. As for her friends, it seemed that they had abandonned her during the most crucial moment in her life.

"I wonder how long I've been here?" she whispered to herself, her voice hoarse from lack of use.

Her accent had disappeared due to the new psyche in her mind. It was strange to hear herself speak without her southern accent, but she was learning to live without it. If her assumption was correct, she would have to adapt to every person that she might have to absorb.

Cecile's memories had given Marie a look into what was going on around her. Area 42 was a 'genetic research facility', which was code for 'mutant holding camp'. Scientists had just slapped on a long name, insisted that it was a research facility, and they successfully got away with a government funded death camp.

"When am I going to leave?" she whispered to herself.

-----------------------------------------------------------------

From behind a tinted window, Remy lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

"Desole, ma Chere, mais once y' enter, y' never leave."

He took a long look at the girl before him, and felt his heart constrict in his chest. She looked so terrified, and so innocent.

Not like the other female mutants Devillago had dragged in. This girl was barely even a woman.

Remy sighed, hating himself for what he was about to do. As time ticked by, he realized that the girl would soon be subjected to another round of experiments.

Whispering a short prayer, he turned around and began to walk down the research area's seemingly empty hallways. He had learned long before that even the walls were alive, and wherever he went, he was never truly alone.

'Mon Dieu' he thought, as his mind wandered back to his recent assignment. He didn't really want to hurt the girl, hell, before he had been captured, he was considered 'God's gift to women'.

But as he trudged towards the exit of the facility, he wondered why DeVillago wanted so many mutant women. Area 42 was full of mutants, but there were more women than men.

Could it be possible that he was breeding mutants to create a weapon? Or was he just sadistic?

'Whateve' th' reason, Remy don' like it'.

========================================

Author's Note: Yeah, It's pretty short. But I'll update sooner to make up for it. Just remind me to update daily. I think I won't have a chance to forget.

TBC