A Changed Life
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Chapter Five
A Rude AwakeningTrinity felt a circulating warmth envelope her body as she resided in a large cloud of darkness. It traveled through her bones and muscles and she could feel all the pain seem to seep away. This warmth was a bit comforting in a way; a way that she did not know. It was foreign to her as well as everything else. She had been able to regain somewhat conscious during the last few hours and had been hearing a couple of strange noises. One was a beeping noise that continued in a rhythmic pattern and the other was similar to the sound of tools clanking together. Where was she?
As her mind started to grow curious, the feeling in her limbs began to return and she slowly moved her stiff neck and fingers. But the second she began to move something grabbed hold of her arm and applied pressure down by her wrist. What the hell was that?
Her eyes automatically snapped open and a woman with short auburn hair who was wearing a white jacket appeared in her vision. She was towering above her and seemed to be staring at her wristwatch, unknown to her awakening. Trinity gasped in shock as she began to panic. Who was this woman and what was she doing to her?
Well, she didn't spend any time trying to figure it out as she quickly sat up and grasped the woman's arm and subconsciously released a flow of energy from her hand, shocking the woman. The woman screamed in pain as a jolt ran down her spine and she fell to the floor while trying to regain her breath. Trinity stared at the woman in shock and then suddenly began to remember what had happened before she arrived there. She must have been kidnapped by one of those guys or that mysterious blue woman. But it didn't matter now. All she knew was that she had to get out of there before they began to operate on her or something. Who knows what they already did to her!
Hurriedly, she removed the blanket that was lying on top of her and then glanced down at herself to search for anything that was attached to her body. She noticed they had changed her clothes from a muscle tee and capri's into a light blue gown…as well as a few wires leading down from under her gown to a couple of monitors. Trinity clutched the wires and pulled them away from her, succeeding in removing four patches from her skin and she angrily threw the wires to the floor in a heap.
Without another thought in mind, she swung her legs over the bed, but winced as she felt a soaring pain rise in her back. Oh yeah, that animal had scratched her! She latched her hand onto her wound and the agony increased, but Trinity tried to ignore it. This was most likely nothing compared to what they could do to her. And so she haughtily jumped off of the bed she was lying on and scanned the area for an exit. Her eyes picked up the sight of a round steel door and she quickly ran towards it before the woman could react to her escape. As she reached the door it slid open automatically and she sprinted into the hallway.
"There has to be an explanation for this. I mean why would he pick her of all people?" A dark skinned woman with pearl white hair asked. Her chestnut eyes were deep with concern and curiosity and she paced back and forth as she pondered over her question.
"Maybe he thinks she'd be useful in the Brotherhood," the man who was standing beside her replied. His hair was a light brown color and he wore a red visor over his eyes. He leaned up against the wall while crossing his arms over his chest and glanced at the group of people surrounding him.
"But no one knows what her powers are. Plus, how would Magneto know if she could be of use to him if he's in prison?" The dark colored woman retorted. Everyone stared at everyone else in utter silence, until a deep gruff voice answered the entire group's inquisition.
"He could have already known." Everyone turned their heads towards the farthest corner of the room where a man stood secluded from everyone else. His chocolate mane was short and animal like and his cool beige orbs were fixed on someone else in the room. The only other person who had yet to say a word, until now.
"There is always the possibility Logan, but it would be quite difficult to determine her mutation before it emerges, even for Magneto," stated a man sitting in a wheelchair. His head was bare and his eyes were the color of the bright blue sky. He wheeled himself next to his desk and shook his head purposefully. "There has to be something else." The room fell into an eerie silence as everyone's mind boggled for a conceivable answer. There was no way that he could know that she was a mutant, let alone know what her mutant power was before it even emanated. No, there was something they were missing. Something that Magneto knew and they didn't.
As the elder man in the wheelchair thought of a reasonable explanation for all of this, his mind began to tingle. He concentrated on the sudden twinge and the image of what was happening at that very second sprung into his head. A light smile rose to his lips as he witnessed what was happening in his mind and he shifted his gaze towards everybody in the room. It has finally happened.
"Ah, I see our friend has awoken and is now on the run. Storm…" he said while staring at the woman with white hair, "…why don't you go and find her and calm her down." Storm nodded and hurried out of the room and towards the elevator that led down to the lower level of the building. The man with the red visor looked at the older man confusedly and he lowered his arms to his sides.
"But Professor, wouldn't it be easier for Jean to find her? She had just left to her lab a few minutes ago." The Professor averted his eyes to him and sighed.
"Yes Scott and she is still down there, but our friend is not."
Trinity took in deep breaths as she rode upward on the elevator she had found. She had accidentally tripped on her own two feet while running in the hallway and connected with a hidden door, which led her to where she was now. The elevator.
Her mind was reeling as she thought about what was going to happen next. Who knew what would await her as soon as she arrived at the upper level? Well she would soon find out for the elevator finally halted and the door slid open, revealing a hallway with dark wooden walls and sleek wooden floors. Slowly she inched out into the hallway and took in everything around her. It was huge! There was pottery sitting on certain tables and pictures hanging on the walls, displaying their particular beauty. And there were so many windows that allowed the sun to shine into the hall, it was unbelievable! She had almost gaped at the sight of this one hallway. It was full of such beautiful things.
Just as she was in the middle of observing her surroundings, Trinity heard the sound of loud footsteps and she turned around to see a woman with snow-white hair rounding a corner towards her. As soon as their eyes met the woman halted. Trinity slowly backed away from her as she began to approach her and she listened as she tried to speak with her.
"It's ok. I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to talk." Trinity didn't want to believe her words. Of course she wouldn't. She had heard them before. Many times before. They were the words a person would use to try and get another person to trust them. She knew it all too well. Well not this time lady. Trinity was definitely not willing to trust this woman. Not after what had happened to her before. Trinity shook her head lightly back and forth as she continued stepping back. She was deciding whether or not to run for her life or stay here and listen to what this woman had to say. Who knows, maybe she could do both.
"My name is Ororo, but you can call me Storm." Storm hesitantly took another few steps forward. "And what's your name?" Trinity didn't know whether or not to answer that. It didn't seem like she would put herself in any danger if she told this Storm person her name. At least she didn't think so.
"Trinity." Storm gazed at Trinity with a small smile on her face and she took another step toward her. Just as she was about to say something else, a man ran out right behind her and scared Trinity half to death! She jumped in fright and without even taking another glance at the two people, she ran into a connecting hallway. She heard yelling coming from behind her and she glanced back to see only Storm following her. Where did that guy go? Feeling a bit frightened and nervous at the thought, Trinity quickened her pace and headed wherever her feet led her. She had no idea where she was going and knew no way of getting out of this place.
"C'mon! Need a way out." She whispered to herself as she looked around for an exit. She passed windows, different halls, even doors, and she had glanced into one of them when searching for another hall to go through, but instead she found an enormous surprise. There were kids in the room! Actual kids who were both older and younger than her sitting at tables and eating food. It was like they were at lunch in school or something. Now she knew she was going nuts! There was no possible way that she saw kids. Nope, it was all a part of her imagination.
That was until she ran into one…
Trinity screamed and fell back onto the floor as she collided with another person and she groaned as pain flooded her body. Her wounds felt like they had reopened and her head had smacked against the floor, creating an annoying headache. It was just what she needed! As soon as her vision became clear, she glanced up to see a boy hovering over her. His dark raven hair was short and spiky and he gazed at her with concerned brown eyes. Trinity stared at this boy incredulously and then noticed how muscular he was, even under a shirt. He was gigantic! He must have lifted weights for everyday of his life or something. This made her even more nervous than what she had been before and she was just a bit relieved when Storm arrived and kneeled down next to her.
"Are you all right Trinity?" Storm asked and Trinity just tried to crawl away from her and the boy. She didn't know if she was ok. She didn't know anything right now. All she knew was that she was wounded and lying on a floor in front of two people who were complete strangers to her. Why did they even bring her to this place? As soon as these people saw what she could do or what she had done to that other woman, they would throw her out. Leave her to fend for herself out in the cold dark world. Trinity took in a shaky breath as she thought of this. There was no avoiding this. That was her purpose in life. To be alone.
"Is she alright Ms. Monroe?" The boy asked as he stood above her. Storm spun her head around to look at the boy and she smiled while nodding her head.
"Yes, thank you Peter. You may return to your class now." Peter nodded and took one more glance at Trinity before whipping around and treading into the lunchroom. Trinity watched him leave and then returned her gaze to Storm. She was looking down at her with soft brown eyes and a small smile playing her lips. Trinity knew this was it. This was the time that she had been tricked. Soon her smile would turn into a smirk and her eyes would narrow menacingly. She waited anxiously for the moment, but for some reason it never came. Her expression stayed the same and instead she stretched a hand out towards her, offering her help.
"Let's get off of this floor." Trinity stared at her hand hesitantly. This was her final decision. She would be in the hands of this one woman and then she could do whatever she wanted to her. That was the way it always was. But now, it was different. She didn't sense any harm coming to her if she went with this woman. It was a situation that she actually had a chance of not getting hurt in. This was what she had always wanted and she wouldn't turn her back on it now.
Trinity raised her hand and grasped Storm's outstretched one. Storm's smile widened and she helped Trinity to her feet with much strain. Trinity winced as she stood completely on her feet for the pain in her back pulsated through her body and she pressed her fingers against her wound. But as she touched it she felt a sticky substance lacing the outside of her gown. She brought her hand back up in front of her face and saw the red liquid atop her fingers. She had reopened her gashes. Storm saw the blood on Trinity's hand and glanced behind her to see the rest of it on the back of Trinity's gown. She bit her bottom lip and then turned her head around to face the long hallway in front of her.
"Come on Trinity. We need to get you to Jean." Trinity glanced over at Storm as she placed her arm around her shoulders and then began to slowly walk back down the hall in which they had come. Who was Jean? Maybe it was the woman she had first seen. Well hopefully not! Trinity frowned at this and continued to walk with Storm as fast as she could. Storm was in a hurry, most likely because of her wounds, but it wasn't that bad was it?
After a little while of walking down halls they had reached the first hall that Trinity had been in. They were just about to go to the same door that the elevator was in until it opened automatically and that very same man she saw before stepped out. Trinity held onto Storm tighter at the sight of him until she realized something. He was wearing a red visor very much like the man who had helped her when she was in the woods. Was it really him? He turned around to look at them as they came closer to him and he stared at Trinity with a stern expression. It made her want to cringe in fear. But as they came upon him, he nodded his head at her and then looked at Storm for an explanation.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Is Jean still down here?" Storm asked, ignoring his question.
"Yeah, but-"Thanks." She interrupted as she hurried into the elevator with Trinity hanging onto her. She pushed the button to go down and the door began to slowly close. Scott stared at them confusedly, but then he spotted the giant area of red liquid on the back of Trinity's garb and before he could react or say anything the door had closed.
Trinity could feel the warm blood sticking to her skin and she knew that her gashes had to have been deep. That stupid animal! She hated that big beast of a thing! If it weren't for him than she wouldn't have these painful cuts on her back. Now she could look forward to even more scars. A sigh escaped her lips as the door finally opened back up and they walked through the grey hallway once more. They approached the door she had first come out of and then she knew for sure who Jean was. It was that woman.
The doors automatically opened as they wobbled through and it was then that Trinity saw that woman again. She was sitting on a chair on a high platform in the back of the room and she glanced up at them as she saw them advancing to the bed Trinity was previously lying on. Storm helped Trinity up onto the bed and she sat on it uncomfortably.
"Jean, her gashes had reopened and she's losing a lot of blood." Jean stood up from her chair and made her way down the stairs that led to the platform and she slowly came upon Trinity. Trinity settled her eyes on the utensils that lay on a metal plate next to her and didn't even realize when Jean had walked behind her and examined the amount of blood loss.
"Thank you Storm. I can handle it from here." Storm nodded and then smiled at Trinity before leaving the room. Trinity returned to reality as she heard the door open and then close and she quickly looked around to see only Jean standing in the room. She was washing her hands and then beginning to ready a needle. Trinity gulped as she saw the needle and she started to grow nervous. What was that for?
Jean put on a pair of latex gloves before walking over behind Trinity and lifting up her gown. "I need to insert this needle into your back so I can stitch up your gashes. This will numb everything, ok?" Trinity hesitantly nodded her head and she bit her lip as she felt the needle prick her skin. She could feel the liquid being injected into her bloodstream and a few seconds later the needle was out. Her ears picked up the sound of closing drawers behind her and soon Jean appeared in front of her with a roll of thread and a needle. Trinity was just about to get up and run off again, but she knew this had to be done. Needles weren't her most favorite thing in the world, but if she had to deal with them, then she had to.
"I need you to lay on your stomach if you can." Trinity gazed at the needle in Jean's hand before averting her eyes to the pillow next to her and she slowly twisted her body so she could lay on her belly. Once she was lying straight, she could feel a few little twinges pressing against her back and she spun her head around to see Jean cleaning the blood off of her skin with a cold wet rag. Well, at least she knew the numbing stuff was working.
Jean washed the blood from Trinity's body and stared at her gashes blankly. There were four of them and they were about two inches long and one inch deep. Why would Mystique do such a thing to someone who her master wanted so badly? It was a question that she could not answer. And yet neither were any of the others. She stared at other sections of Trinity's back and wondered what had happened to her before in her life. Many scars protruded from her skin, some long and some short, but they were all very noticeable. She had first seen them when she had changed her clothing and the shock of seeing so many scars on such a young girl…it was unbelievable. She traced her fingers along one of the more larger scars and glanced up at Trinity with soft curious brown eyes. Who would do such a thing?
Even with the numbing liquid, Trinity could still feel the slight indication of Jean's hand above her gashes. She bit her lip nervously and moved her body in the sense of finding a more comfortable position and this brought Jean back to her previous task. Trinity drew in a deep breath as she realized what had just happened and she attempted to concentrate on her numb body. Soon she couldn't feel anything on her back and it was then that Jean began to stitch up her gashes. Every once in a while she would feel a slight sting, but that was it. As Jean began to finish up, she heard Trinity say something, but couldn't quite understand her. Was she speaking to her?
"Excuse me?" Jean asked and Trinity sighed.
"I said I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I really have no control over my…" She stopped herself mid-sentence as she realized what she had almost done. She was just about to tell her that she had…
"…powers?" Trinity's eyes widened and her whole body went stiff as she turned her head to look at her. How did she know? 'Well duh, you only used your powers against her', she thought. Now what was going to happen? Well, she didn't seem scared for she was still stitching her cuts and without much difficulty either. Something wasn't right here. Something was going on that Trinity didn't know about.
"Wait, why are you helping me if you know I'm one of those so called freaks?" Jean stopped moving her hands and glanced down at Trinity with a knitted forehead.
"You're not a freak. You're a living, breathing person just like myself. We just have…gifts…that other people do not possess." Trinity's heart skipped a beat as she heard Jean's words. Did she just say 'we'? She did! She knew she did! Trinity froze and stared at Jean curiously as she wondered what power she had.
"You have powers too?" A smile rose to Jean's lips as she continued to stitch up the last cut on Trinity's back.
"Yes. I'm telekinetic…" she looked at Trinity from the corner of her eye, "…I can move things with my mind." Trinity's eyes widened as she saw a pair of scissors float by her head and into Jean's hand. Wow! She couldn't believe this was really happening. She was in a room with another person just like her. They both have powers. 'All done', Trinity suddenly heard a voice say in her mind and she jumped in fear. Who said that? She looked over at Jean to see a wide grin spread across her face and Trinity raised her brow questioningly at her.
"I'm also telepathic." Trinity sighed in relief, knowing that she was not going nuts and a slight smile rose on her lips. She wasn't alone anymore. For the first time, she really wasn't alone. "Alright, well I'll get you another pair of clothes you can wear and then we can go see the Professor." Trinity's smile etched away and her brows furrowed nervously.
"The Professor?"
A/N: Well that certainly was a shock to Trinity! At least she's not that alone…at least as alone as she thinks she is. She still has more to figure out in future chapters, but hey I won't spoil it for you all! I thank all of my reviewers once again for sending me great reviews! I'd love to hear from more of you! Please don't hesitate and tell me what you think of the story! And now for the ones who did review…
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