A/N: Beautiful music… A hot summer day… And a computer to work on. Perfect!
Disclaimer: I don't own Mutant X and all its characters. I just borrow them and I will bring them back.
The song 'Jesus to a child' belongs to George Michael and his company. I just borrow some sentences from it.
Title: No hope left
Summary: Three years ago a trap leaded to the capture of many mutants. One camp is freed, but friends are still separated from each other. Will friends and lovers find each other again?
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The man's breathing was haggard. His eyes moved from person to person.
Three of them. Can I beat them? What are they staring at me? He watched as one of the man raised his hands.
Immediately jumping into a defending stance he backed a little down.
Oh no. I won't have it. Not another time.
"Calm down, man." The youngest of the men said. He stood slightly behind the other. He looked annoyed. Maybe impatient. "We just want to ask you some questions okay?"
"That is how you call killing people? Asking them questions?"
His sarcasm only seemed to further annoy the young man. "Look wise guy, if we wanted to kill you wouldn't we have done that already?"
The woman send the young man a look and he crossed his arms, but remained still.
"I am Shalimar. This is Brennan and that, she pointed behind her, is Erray. We are looking for a woman. She has been seen around here. We are hoping to find another friend of us as well, his name is Jesse."
He felt his blood run cold as he stared at the people before him. "Lexa." He whispered.
"You know her?" the older guy named Brennan asked. His voice was laced with a mixture of urgency and hope.
How do I tell them they killed her?
"You know her?" Brennan repeated, shaking him from his inner thoughts.
"Yes I do. I take it you are friends of her?" Two of them nodded, the third remained silent. "She was looking for a friend, called Jesse." He quickly continued to talk when he saw the other three attempt to ask questions. He needed to tell them everything before he lost his courage. His courage for telling them the cold and bitter truth.
"I was a former guard of the dominion." He looked down, ashamed of his past. "But I realised I was doing wrong when they started to torture all those people. I refused to cooperate. So they threw me into a cell. That happened to be Lexa's.
She really gave me a hard time the first few days. But when she discovered I had seen her friend Jesse, she pleaded to help her. So together we set up some break out."
His eyes had become distant and the only thing he felt was failure.
"What happened then?" Shalimar's voice was soft. It sounded almost scared. Lost.
He thought it was strange to hear that from a woman that seemed so strong.
He held his breath for a second. Then he slowly released it. "She got an anonymous letter about her friend Jesse. There was a clue inside that leaded us to this deserted place. Or so we thought it was deserted. It turned out it was a trap. We got ambushed and I… I heard how she pleaded for her friend. Just before she died in the hands of those monsters."
He closed his eyes letting horrific images and fear wash over him. "O my God." He chocked. "And then I felt her lifeless body inside that hole!"
Tears welled up in the woman's eyes. "No." She whispered. She turned towards the older man and he hugged her in response. The younger man, Erray, slid down onto the ground and buried his face in his hands.
Another one who couldn't be saved…
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"So an old man claims that he is your father?" He asked incredulously. "Yes." She answered curtly. "And you just believe him? Just like that?" She didn't answer just grabbed her suitcase and placed it by the door.
"You can't stop me Jess. I've got to do this."
"No you don't. Not like this. You haven't thought about all the risks and danger. The Lexa I know would have."
She pursed her lips together looking grimly at him. "This Lexa doesn't have time for that. This video says he is dying. I won't let this chance to meet him go by."
She started to walk away but he grabbed her arm. "Ever thought about it being some trap to abduct you? More and more mutants are disappearing and you deny getting a video isn't a little suspicious?"
"Your confusing your dad with mine." She hissed at him. "Not all fathers behave like that Jess."
Her words stung. And he watched as she turned around without looking back at him.
Jesse opened his eyes lightly cursing the dreams and memories. They kept following him. Reminding him of the fault words that had been said at both sides.
Dark shapes of lonely trees still rushed by. It had become night. Another one.
A light snoring echoed through the compartment of the train. They all looked peacefully asleep. Suddenly someone trashed wildly around crying in his sleep. It turned out to be he wasn't the only one with nightmares.
He sighed and remembered how he got caught after he traced Lexa down.
Feeling more worried then ever he had checked the signal over and over again. She was gone for almost thirteen hours. He had tried to calm himself down the first hours after he discovered she really left. But soon he couldn't focus on anything else. He hadn't slept that night for more then half a hour.
So he had decided to track her down early in the morning. Shalimar had brought him a cup of coffee watching the signal beeping steadily for a moment. "She has a lot to talk about with her father Jess. Give her some time."
True, Lexa could have spend the night with her father. But it hadn't made sense to him that she hadn't even bothered to call. But then again, did one call after an argument? After another hour of constant beeping and no response over the comring he had decided to follow her.
Soon he had reached his destiny. An old house. Windows creaking in the howling wind. Branches screeching against the face of the house. This seemed not to be a place to spend so many hours.
Silence had met him when he entered the house. Calling out for company he had to side step a broken table. It looked like there had been a fight; a lot of furniture was broken, the remaining light bulbs were all shattered.
Something had blinked in the little sunlight that drew his attention.
He had bend down to pick it up. Lexa's comring. "Something is definitely wrong." He murmured.
A kick in his back had send him flying forwards. "You could say that again mister Kilmartin." A voice boomed through the small living room. He sprung up meeting up with a fist that had send him to the ground again. Not giving up so soon he had thrown a couple of his own punches at his opponents.
"Where is Lexa? What have you done to her?"
The leader of the group grinned cynically. "ah ah ah, you better worry about your own health mister Kilmartin."
"Forget my health! What have you done with her? Where is she?" He had seethed.
The man narrowed his eyes looming over him. "You really want to know Jesse? Your wish is my command."
He pulled a small device from his pocket. Patting it as if it was a cute animal he turned towards a large closet that had seemed out of place in the small living room. Pushing on a red button he smiled wickedly. "Look and enjoy."
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AN2: A little bit more revelations. Right now I am sore and tired of to much homework. Final exams are still going. So please forgive me for updating so slow!
Thank you all for reading!