Changes - Chapter Three
Jade's pov
I asked the man to step into the light and when he did so, I could tell he was one of the kinds of people that were ashamed of their appearance, I know them so well because I am one of them.
He told me he was a monster and I disagreed with him. He was beautoful in my eyes. His tattooed dark blue skin, his eerie yellow eyes, the three fingers on each hand, two toes on each foot, and his long tail. All of it is beautiful to me.
I collapsed and I felt his arms wrap around me protectively as he called someone in to help me. I was scared once more. The thought of 'I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die' kept running through my mind.
I felt the man pick me up and set me down on the table again. I heard running footsptes and a woman gasp.
"Kurt, please, step outside. I need some space to do this." A woman said and the one called 'Kurt' left the room, just as someone else rushed in.
I felt two pairs of hands checking me, cleaning my wounds, and undressing me to see the extent of my wounds.
"What did this poor girl ever do to deserve such treatment?" The second woman asked, trailing her fingers along one of my more recent gashes.
"Try. . .being. . .a mutant. . .in a family. . .full of mutant. . .haters." I choked out and she gasped.
I felt a wet rag rubbing the side of my face and sighed as the warmth washed over me. I started to cry once more as alcohol was being spread over my wounds by the other person. It burned some much since most of the wounds were so big.
"Who. . .are you?" I asked and the first woman looked at me, smiling.
"I am Ororo Munroe, or you can call me Storm. My power is to control the weather." The woman with caramel brown skin replied.
"I am Jean Grey. My powers are telekinesis and telepathy." Jean said and I nodded.
"Jean was recently considered dead, though, because she was nearly killed a few months back. Jean was just severly injured and survived without any major life threatening wounds." Storm said and I blinked.
"Am I. . .going to live?" I asked and the two women looked at each other.
"It depends. Your powers are developing rapidly and the wounds are bleeding excessively. You also have some internal bleeding. You'll need a blood tranfusion." Jean replied and my eyes widened.
"What is you blood type, Miss Rollins?" Storm asked and I looked at her.
"AB positive." I choked out and Jean felt of my forehead once more.
"You're running a fever of 101.5, Jade. If your temperature keeps rising, we'll have to put you in ice." Jean said and I nodded, feeling a twinge of pain in my neck.
"My neck." I gasped and Jean looked at me worriedly.
The red-head reached down and touched the back of her neck. Jade grabbed onto Jean's arm, her face showing her agony as she dug her nails into Jean's arm.
"Jade, let go of Jean, right now." Storm said, slowly, and the new mutant slowly released the woman looking at the blood covering her sharp fingernails.
"Please. . .make the pain. . .go away." I said, pain filling my every syllable.
Jean grasped her arm tightly as a stinging sensation webbed throughout her arm. She looked at me and brushed a strand of hair out of my face, smiling.
"We'll try, Jade. I promise." Jean said and Storm pulled out a syringe and filled it with a clear liquid.
"This will help to ease your pain. It's, also, a tranquilizer to help you sleep through the dressing of your wounds, so you won't have to feel so much pain." Storm said and I whimpered as I gazed at the long needle.
Jean took a cotton ball and swabbed my arm to sterilize the area. She then took the needle from Storm and gently stuck me in the arm, watching as I grimaced. Jean injected the liquid and after a few minutes, I was out like a light.
Jade's pov
I asked the man to step into the light and when he did so, I could tell he was one of the kinds of people that were ashamed of their appearance, I know them so well because I am one of them.
He told me he was a monster and I disagreed with him. He was beautoful in my eyes. His tattooed dark blue skin, his eerie yellow eyes, the three fingers on each hand, two toes on each foot, and his long tail. All of it is beautiful to me.
I collapsed and I felt his arms wrap around me protectively as he called someone in to help me. I was scared once more. The thought of 'I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die' kept running through my mind.
I felt the man pick me up and set me down on the table again. I heard running footsptes and a woman gasp.
"Kurt, please, step outside. I need some space to do this." A woman said and the one called 'Kurt' left the room, just as someone else rushed in.
I felt two pairs of hands checking me, cleaning my wounds, and undressing me to see the extent of my wounds.
"What did this poor girl ever do to deserve such treatment?" The second woman asked, trailing her fingers along one of my more recent gashes.
"Try. . .being. . .a mutant. . .in a family. . .full of mutant. . .haters." I choked out and she gasped.
I felt a wet rag rubbing the side of my face and sighed as the warmth washed over me. I started to cry once more as alcohol was being spread over my wounds by the other person. It burned some much since most of the wounds were so big.
"Who. . .are you?" I asked and the first woman looked at me, smiling.
"I am Ororo Munroe, or you can call me Storm. My power is to control the weather." The woman with caramel brown skin replied.
"I am Jean Grey. My powers are telekinesis and telepathy." Jean said and I nodded.
"Jean was recently considered dead, though, because she was nearly killed a few months back. Jean was just severly injured and survived without any major life threatening wounds." Storm said and I blinked.
"Am I. . .going to live?" I asked and the two women looked at each other.
"It depends. Your powers are developing rapidly and the wounds are bleeding excessively. You also have some internal bleeding. You'll need a blood tranfusion." Jean replied and my eyes widened.
"What is you blood type, Miss Rollins?" Storm asked and I looked at her.
"AB positive." I choked out and Jean felt of my forehead once more.
"You're running a fever of 101.5, Jade. If your temperature keeps rising, we'll have to put you in ice." Jean said and I nodded, feeling a twinge of pain in my neck.
"My neck." I gasped and Jean looked at me worriedly.
The red-head reached down and touched the back of her neck. Jade grabbed onto Jean's arm, her face showing her agony as she dug her nails into Jean's arm.
"Jade, let go of Jean, right now." Storm said, slowly, and the new mutant slowly released the woman looking at the blood covering her sharp fingernails.
"Please. . .make the pain. . .go away." I said, pain filling my every syllable.
Jean grasped her arm tightly as a stinging sensation webbed throughout her arm. She looked at me and brushed a strand of hair out of my face, smiling.
"We'll try, Jade. I promise." Jean said and Storm pulled out a syringe and filled it with a clear liquid.
"This will help to ease your pain. It's, also, a tranquilizer to help you sleep through the dressing of your wounds, so you won't have to feel so much pain." Storm said and I whimpered as I gazed at the long needle.
Jean took a cotton ball and swabbed my arm to sterilize the area. She then took the needle from Storm and gently stuck me in the arm, watching as I grimaced. Jean injected the liquid and after a few minutes, I was out like a light.