Author's note 2/4/06: I am back...with a new chapter, and a to forwarn you this a a two part chapter, which is gonna be out next month or earler all depending on how my classes go. Sorry,

Kerry

Chapter 10

For the next four days I did what ever my captors asked of me, ether by my own free will or by Ms. Frost doing I wasn't quite sure, but my goal was all the same that I was making mental notes. Of what time of day Ms. Frost and the armed guards came to my cell and which direction they were taking me. Each time Ms. Frost came I got this over whelming feeling of contentment and peace, but I knew it was her just projecting thoughts feeling into my head. I just played along as she fed me the lie that I was there to cure myself of my mutanticy so I could one day go home to my family as normal human. Yeah, like I wanted to go home, but I played it up in my mind that I wanted to go so I could keep Ms. Frost away from my goal. My training with Magneto helped me build mental shields against mind readers like Ms. Frost, but in the last week I had let my shields down as I let doubt take me over. I hate how Magneto was right just about everything he told me.

"So, when's your birthday?" Warren's voice broke me from my deep thoughts. I looked up at him as he leaned up against the far side wall of his cell.

"On the only day a ground-hog gets a day, which is February second," I told him with a coy smile. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I just wanted to know so I could get you something."

"Um, that's great and all you do know it's May right now? February isn't for like ten months."

"I know, but I want to make sure I know when and make sure to get something then."

"Ok," I giggled. "So, when's you birthday bird-man?"

"On a day when you stand around a big pine tree," I laughed at him. "What's so funny about that?"

"Well your birthday is on Christmas, and you're an angel, that's funny," I laughed harder.

"I guess that it is funny a little," He giggled along with me. "It's not like I've always been like this."

"So you grew…"

"Yes I did," He said grabbing his shoulder. "I fifteen and I was away at school when I started to grow these weird 'L' shaped things from my back, at the time I had no idea what they were so I hid them and hoped that it would go away, but over the chorus of a few months the 'L' shaped things grow in to full length wings."

"Didn't it hurt?"

"At first yes, but once it started happening, no it didn't hurt. It felt well I don't know tingled as the feathers grow," He described to me. "When they were done growing I was scared of anyone seeing me, so I wore a trench coat just about everywhere, even to bed. One night my dorm caught on fire and I was able to get out, but a few of other kids were trap on a top floor and no one could reach them. I just reacted with no thought by throw my coat to the ground and flew. I had never tried to fly before, but I guess it was instinct or something."

"Did you save the other kids?"

"Yes, and from then on things go worse," He closed his eyes. "The school kicked me out, and my parents took me home. Once I was home they locked me up to hide me away from the world, so that the world could never see me. My father owns a billion dollar company and if word got out that his son was a mutant freak he would lose all of his stock holders."

"That horrible that your parents did that to you," I said sympatric. "I also know first hand how parents just don't want to see how their children as what they really are." Warren looked over at me waiting for me to go on. "I'd always know how different I was all through out middle school and high school, where weird things would always happen to me like locker doors would suddenly open up on my face when I got scared or flustered, but this year."

I closed my eyes watching everything thing again. "I had gotten to in a fight with my step-mother over some stupid thing; I can't even remember what it was about now. I were both were yelling and she hit me with plate and it cut my face neck," I reached my hand down my neck feeling the badly healing scar from the cut that had once be there. "I lost it, where all every electronic device in the house started to flicker, as I felt my body coursing with an uncontrollable amount of energy until I screamed from the pain and the lights went out."

I opened my eyes to see Warren. He looked horrified, as I knew he would be. "I herd my stepmother fall to the ground and few moments later the lights came back on and she was lying on the floor. My dad rushed to her side trying to wake her, but she didn't wake up," I took a breath as I could feel tears forming in my eyes. "She was rushed to the hospital and she was relieved by the doctors who got her pace-maker working again. After that night my father cursed me for what I'd done to my step-mother because he knew it was me, because he figured out what I was, a mutant. He wanted to call the cops, but he was too ashamed, so he locked me in my room until he could figure out what he wanted to do, but I didn't wait I ran away that night and never looked back."

"Don't cry for what you did, because you're brave for taking the risk of getting way," He told me.

I wiped my tears on the back of my hand. "You really thing I was brave? You don't think I am a coward for running?"

"I only wish that I could have been as brave as you by getting away from my parents like you did with yours."

"Thanks," I smiled. "And you know what you the first person I've told that too since it happened, I didn't even tell Pyro or Mystique what happened to me on that day."

"You're the first I've told about what happened to me too," He smiled back.

"You know what this means right?"

"What?"

"That we both have a bigger reason to get the hell out here together than ever," I told him. Just then A low hum filled the cell block, which meant that the door to cells were just about to be opened. The door at the far end of the cell block opened and we both went quite as Ms. Frost walked in to the room. I looked over at Warren and gave him a nod. Today was going to be the day we made out escape.

To be continued……

And yes I know you hate me, but I need some time to write out the escape. K. the next part should be out next month, so hold hope until then!