Chapter 4
I awake dangling over someones shoulder. A commotion hovers behind me, voices yell above each other desperately trying to be heard.
I blink my eyes open, Kirk is holding me. His superhuman strength makes him Sergeant Lawrence's favourite. He does the gruesome job of carrying bodies around; dead or unconscious.
I feel his hand gently rubbing my back as he holds me- he's in the same boat as all of us. I can sense the sympathy in his touch, it's calming.
"Sergeant Lawrence I simply cannot..." I hear Charles Xavier's wheelchair echo behind.
I gently lift my head.
My fellow mutants are marching back into the van, Kirk stands close behind Sergeant who is beckoning orders. I begin to squirm, but Kirks grip tightens and I realise it's a warning- if I awake, it means more pain. I once again go limp, keeping my eyes closed.
"I cannot let you treat these young mutants this way!" Charles exclaims.
"You cannot beat people into behaving." Ororo claims angrily.
I can feel the heat from Sergeant Lawrence's blood boil.
"Listen to me real good, every mutant in this damn mansion will be under my roof in little under a month. Who do you think the Government is going to listen too? Mutants don't need education, they need rules and regulations... and consequences if they do not follow these rules." Sergeant Lawrence bites back.
I blink my eyes back open, the Sergeants back is facing me and I see Charles Xavier, Ororo Munroe and Logan defensively staring at Lawrence.
The poison running through my veins continue to burn, but in dire need I manipulate Charles's ability. I snoop secretly into the head of all three mutants who stand before the Sergeant.
Do not fight him on this. He has leverage on all of us, family members, loved ones... please... let it go.
Logan's eyes immediately look into mine.
It's okay, I'll be okay. I say, this time only Logan.
"This school will be under our jurisdiction and we will keep the mutants regulated. Those who have extraordinary abilities will be chosen... to do extraordinary things." Sergeant Lawrence explains vaguely, his body begins to turn toward Kirk, I immediately shut my eyes.
"Put her in the van, make sure she doesn't wake up until we're back at the base."
Kirk begins to walk to the van, he tips his head toward mine.
"Dana you're in serious, serious trouble..."
I nod my head, unable to reply. I hear Logan begin to argue with Sergeant Lawrence, but Kirk lowers me into the van, his gentle brown eyes look into my piercing blue eyes.
"Lay low Dana, this isn't going to be good..."
"I'll be okay" I murmur quietly.
But as Kirk shuts the van doors and I'm left alone, with no other ability to manipulate, it seems not even my ability to heal will keep me safe tonight. A wave of vulnerability washes over me as I'm left alone.