So here it is, Chapter two. Hope you guys enjoy it. There isnt much action, but we get to finally know what other character names are. Remember R&R after your done, so that i know what you think!

Chapter Two

"It all started when I was five. I had gotten these burns on my arms," she lifted her sleeves to show Clark the scars she had gotten from the burns. "My brother tells me there from some meteor shower that happened a long time ago, when I was five. He said that's what made us freaks. Our parents hated us, cause we brought so much trouble. Like high medical bills or what not. My brother has the same thing I got, but he wasn't as bad, and he knew how to control his problem." She hovered her hands over her scarred arms, as if warmth was coming from it, like a fire. "I tried to control mine too, but would always burn something, or melt something. I'd always get burned."

Margaret took a quick glance at the unconscious girl and went on. "So then when my mom gave me up, and my dad, we got taken to some clinic for the burns we got. We met these nice people. They were real nice. They say it was that girls parents. They died like two years after we were there. They helped us a lot. Taught us how to control our powers, didn't care if they got hurt. They'd always say "oh its okay, were not hurt, "when truth was they were. They were real cool...yeah...they were." She spun around, then continued with her story. "When her parents died, we got sent to Metropolises where some rich guy named Lineal Luther took over. He was nice to me, but really hated my brother. He'd always give him trouble." She went to a table and grabbed some duck tape and placed it over the girls mouth. She then looked at Clark. "It's for when she wakes up. We don't want her interrupting my story." Then went on. "Mr. Luther soon gave the business back to her, when she turned sixteen, I guess.. It was in some kind of will or something like that."

"Well she then took over where her parents left off, we soon found out her name was Cassandra...Cassandra Mayfair, I think...yeah Mayfair." She played with the name on her tung. "She helped me more than that Mr. Luther and his business. She made me stop burning and my brother too. She actually helped us control it, better, better, better." She echoed, "soon we were able to go and talk to people outside. Make friends, but one day my brother relapsed and went to the Hospital for the gifted. Yeah she called us gifted. We called it a curse." She gave a dirty look to Cassandra, the girl in the chair. "She made him better, but not nicer. After my brother got out he'd hit me, soon I went to the Hospital. I got treated, but not before she told me I was broken, said I relapsed, or whatever the word was. I lost something, and so I couldn't touch anyone, 'cause if I did they would burn. She even kept her distance, till she knew I was better, but I wasn't better. I was still broken. I couldn't get anything to touch my lips without it melting. It's the only thing they couldn't fix...my lips." A warm tear strolled down her cheek, as she thought deeper into what she had just said.

"I cant touch anything with my lips, as I demonstrated with you. So they feed me with a tub, "she lifted her shirt up some to show off the tube. Clark looked at it for a moment, before she placed her shirt back down. "I eat with that. I cant use my mouth, or it will go away and I would die cause of not eating and all."

Clark looked towards the green lighted rock. He noticed that the color, the brightness, was fading. It got dimmer and dimmer as Margaret spoke. He looked at it hard as trying to gather some kind of decoded message. His eyes quickly darted towards Margaret. "What's happening!" He thought to himself. "I cant give it away that she's dimming the meteor rocks powers. I gotta keep my eyes on her!"

Margaret pranced around as she went on with her story. Taking pauses to look at Cassandra who was beginning to come to.

"Well that's no fun, I don't get to finish my story with her like that, waking up on us and all." She moved closer to Cassandra. "Oh well when brother gets back he can deal with her."

"What did she do that was so wrong?" Clark asked.

"What did she do? What did she do!" She didn't fix me the way she fixed my brother. My brother is broken too. He says she broke his heart. She wont fix it!"

"You mean your brother fell in love with her?" Clark enquired.

"No! She broke his heart when he went to the Hospital." Clark stared at her. He began to understand why they had taken her. He just didn't understand why they had taken him.

"What do you want with me? I didn't do anything!"

"Sure you did," she laughed. "Brother says you broke my heart and so you gotta die, just like her." Finally the girl was coming to. She moaned and slowly opened her eyes as her head bobbed side to side. She looked about the room dazed. She slowly began to realize her surroundings.

"Mmm!" She murmured. She didn't shriek when she saw Margaret or anything, just murmured, and nothing else. "Mmm," she said again.

"Oh hello Cassandra, how are you?" Margaret went towards Cassandra. She then took a strand of Cassandra's hair from her face ans shook it a bit. "I didn't think you'd wake up so early. I was telling Clark here the story of how we met, and how I got broken, and how you somewhat fixed me." She let go of the strand of hair. "I don't want to finish it till your out." Margaret took a quick glance at the meteor rock. She was surprised. She quickly made her way to the meteor rock. "What happened to the rock, it was greener!" She looked at Clark and went to his side again. "What did you do to it! The pretty color is fading." She took Clark's face in her hand. Opening her mouth a little to allow some spit to roll out and land on his shirt. "I want you to fix it! Bring back the color!" She demanded as the acid burned through Clark's shirt.

"I didn't do anything, I can't fix it." Clark flinched as he replied.

"Mmm." Cassandra said. Margaret turned around.

"It was you, you broke it! Fix it!" She ran towards her shaking her and removing the duck tape from her mouth.

"It can't be fixed, that rock can't be fixed."

"Well I don't want anything else to be broken. Like my brother, like me." Tears ran down her face as she ran to another room.

"What did she tell you?" Asked Cassandra to Clark.

"Huh." Clark looked towards her.

"What did she tell you?" She repeated.

"Oh she went on about how she was broken and how you had helped her, but not her lips." Cassandra shook her head in understanding."I still, really, don't understand why I'm here, what do I have to do with all of this?"

"I don't know, but knowing those two, anything is possible." She blew at a stand of hair.

"Why are you not scared?" Clark asked.

"I have dealt with this type of situation before, just not as bad of as case as with Margaret and her brother."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean her brother. He abused her so bad, always being blamed for everything that went wrong. Margaret was the baby of the family and everyone loved her. Including her brother. He wouldn't let his father touch her, or look at her, or he'd kill him. His father couldn't take it anymore and sent them to my parents."

"What? You mean his father tried to sexually abuse Margaret?" Cassandra shook her head.

"Yes...my parents always came home to me and always told me of there days, even though I was too young to remember. Mr. Lambert, my father and mother friend told me what they use to think, when those two came back to the clinic." She sighed and continued on. "I tried to make there self esteem higher, tried to get Bruce to understand it would all be okay, as long as he took the first step. His sister was harder to help. Her's was so low, that her powers, her gift was out of wack! She still has it low, she didn't believe that she could amount to anything..."

"STOP TALKING ABOUT ME!" Margaret rushed in still crying. "I can hear you all talking about me!" She fell to the floor and sobbed. She looked up from her tangled hair. "You...you did this to use, you're the cause to all of this." She pointed to Clark. "I know now. You did this, you did this all!" Clark was without words. He became uneasy as he always did around people who would blame the meteor shower for what has happened to them.

"Margaret listen to me. Your not at fault for this. Just let us go and I'll help you. I'll make that light, the green light come back. I'll let you go back home."

"NO! I'm not falling for your tricks, brother said you would do this, but I wont let you two get out of here alive!" She ran back to the other room and soon came back with a butcher knife. Clark looked to the rock and saw that the light was almost gone. He didn't have much time to waste, he needed to break free before Margaret did something foolish to either of them.

"Margaret," Clark called. "Don't do this, you don't want to kill anyone." Margaret ran towards Cassandra aiming the knife high in the air. Then letting it fall.

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Yeah sorry people I had to leave u with this cliff hanger, go ahead and think what might happen next. I'll get to writting chapter three as soon as I can ,but for now just review...thanx!