Morlocks belong to marvel, everything else in this chapter belongs to me, i think...


Why me?

Margret awoke to the all too familiar sound of the heart monitor. Where exactly am I? A hospital? Yes. Why am I here? An accident? No, not an accident. Then Margret remembered,

"The Morlocks!" she exclaimed and sat up. But she was gently pushed back down by a nurse.

"Good morning dear, how are you feeling?"

"Fine." Margret answered and then asked, "Have I been in a coma?"

"Yes." replied the nurse.

"How long?" Margret asked.

"You sure you want to know right now, after all, you just woke up?"

"Yes." she she said, erasing any hesitation from her voice.

"Okay, well counting this morning it's been two weeks."

"Two weeks. Oh, okay that's not as bad as last time."

"How long last time?" the nurse asked.

"Two months."

"Oh you're that girl." she nurse said, "You were in a car accident right?"

"Yeah."

"Life sure hasn't been kind to you."

"No."

"I'd like to know what happened this time, but you're probably not ready to talk about it."

"I don't remember what happened." said Margret quietly, "All I remember is pain and anger."

"I'm so sorry. Are you hungry?"

"Yes."

"I'll go get you a snack."

-X-X-X-X-

The next day, Margret was already feeling better, but there was one spot on her back that hurt every time she moved and there were rope burns on her wrists. Today she was allowed visitors. The first were Gerald and Lana.

"Oh, sweetheart, how could I have let this happen to you!" sobbed Lana. "After all you've been through!"

"It's not your fault," said Margret softly, "You didn't know the Morlocks were out there."

"Yes we did!" she cried, "We should have told you!"

"No." said Margret firmly. "You had no idea that I would leave, but I was stupid and I went out alone."

"We should have known you were unhappy!"

"How would you have known?"

"Slamming doors and shouting, we should have guessed."

"It's fine, I'm alright now and that's all that matters, right?"

"I guess so." Gerald hadn't said anything but he had the same look in his eyes as Lana. Margret yawned.

"Oh, we've kept you up too long!" said Gerald. "We'll leave so you can sleep and get better."

"Okay," answered Margret. The door closed and she drifted off to sleep.

-X-X-X-X-

She was walking down a dark corridor, she opened a door, then, she saw a light. It's beautiful. Thought Margret. I just want to touch it.

"Margret!" She heard a faint voice, "Margret come back!" I will, I just want to hold the light.

"Margret come back!" The voice persisted. Margret reached for the light and wrapped her hand around it, she was only slightly surprised when it actually was in her hands, she held it to her chest and relaxed.

-X-X-X-X-

The heart monitor flat-lined.

"No!" screamed Lana, "she can't die!" Gerald tried to hush his hysterical wife as the doctors and nurses scrambled to save Margret's life.

Then there it was the steady "beep beep beep"

"She's alive!" Cried Lana with red, tear filled eyes.

"Thank God!" Said Gerald.

Everyone left the room quietly. They made sure that she was closely monitored but what they didn't see was Margret's hair begin to flash different colors.

-X-X-X-X-

The next day the doctors found Margret sleeping soundly in her bed but her hair wasn't purple as it had been at first, it was it's original brown, but was streaked with deep blue.

"How could her hair have become blue?" asked one curious doctor.

"Has anyone seen anybody go in there or come out?" asked a nurse. After checking the security cameras they found no one had gone in or out in since the time they had first left.

"This is really weird." said the doctor to the nurse.

"I agree." she replied.

-X-X-X-X-

When Margret awoke, she looked around, there was no one in the hospital room with her so she reached over and pulled a nearby wheelchair over to the bed. She lowered herself carefully into the wheelchair and went to the window. She felt much better now; the spot on her back stung a little, as did her wrists, but other than that she felt great! She opened the window and took a deep breath of cool fresh air that she hadn't had for almost three weeks. She sat and watched cars and people go by. She let her hair fall down in front of her face and realized that it was streaked with deep ocean blue.

"Oh now the doctors will be wondering what happened to my hair just like my foster parents and I won't even know." She said to herself, "I wish it would just stop!"

She heard the door open quietly behind her, she turned and saw a doctor leave closing the door behind her leaving Margret alone with a man she had never seen before.

"Hello, you must be Margret." He said warmly.

"Yeah, and you are?" She asked uneasily.

"Please excuse me, I am Robert Bankock, I was in one of the search and rescue units who responded to your aunt's 911 call."

"Okay, but why are you here to see me?" Margret asked, still unsure of her visitor.

"Well, I saw something that I don't think you know but you would want to know."

"Are you here to sell me information because if you are I'm not interested." The officer chuckled at this statement and replied,

"No, actually, I'm going to give this information to you for free if you want it."

"Okay. Go ahead. You can sit in that chair right there."

"Thank you very much." He said sitting down, "Okay, I'll tell you what I saw..."

-X-X-X-X-

Knock. knock. knock. Officer Bankock rapped on the door. It was quickly opened and a hysterical woman began to babble about how someone had disappeared and how they hadn't come home and some other things that he couldn't make out. A man stopped her and invited the officers in, explaining what his wife was going on about. Then the search and rescue units fanned out to try to find a missing 15 year old girl who was last spotted with purple or pink hair and her name was Margret. Bankock and his unit spread out, going down alleyway the girl could have gone down. After walking for about an hour, Bankock, following in the rear, stopped when he heard something that sounded like an electric shock of some sort. He followed the sound. He crept up to a corner and peered around and was shocked to see a group of what appeared to be mutants torturing a girl with purple hair. Pink or purple hair! He drew his gun and was about to expose himself when he heard the mutant zapping her tell the girl to cry and then he watched in awe as the girl threw her self into her torturer, knocking him over, and then ripped her hands free of their bonds. The he saw her hands begin to glow a bright shade of blue. He saw her struggle to hold in the energy building up in her hands and he threw himself flat as a enormous blast of energy was released. Then he heard her shout. Then nothing. He peeked cautiously over the log just in time to see her fall to the ground.

"Help, medic!" shouted Bankock "Help! Over Here! I need a medic!" He ran past the other mutants strewn about, all unconscious, to the girl. He carefully looked over her. She was covered in burns but he couldn't find any broken bones. He checked for signs of internal bleeding but there weren't any.

"Well here goes nothing." he said, picking up her limp body oh so carefully. Once he was back on the road he yelled once more for a medic. Then he remembered his radio, he laid the girl carefully on the ground and pulled out his radio only to find that it had broken!

It must have short circuited in the blast! He picked up the girl and headed up the road. He saw the lights from the windows of the house in the distance after walking for what seemed like days. Finally! His back was killing him. He saw the rest of the units outside the house and when they saw him they ran over to him.

"Bankock! We've been-," the officer stopped when he saw what Bankock was holding and said, "I'll go get a medic." Bankock was about to protest thinking,

I'm going to need a medic if someone doesn't take this girl from me! Finally the medics came with a stretcher and relieved him of his burden. He followed the stretcher and watched as they loaded her into the ambulance.

"You don't look to good either." said the medic to Bankock, "You had better get a good long rest." Bankock watched as the girl was rushed to the hospital in the ambulance.

-X-X-X-X-

Margret sat silently as Officer Bankock finished his story.

"So that's what happened?" asked Margret. "Why me?"