Hank McCoy's POV
As I waited for Saphire to return from the bathroom, I over heard the guards talking about Banks.
" We shouldn't override what the boss says." Whispered Ernie, one of Banks' accomplices. I know his name from my time working with him during a business trip.
" Forget what the boss says. I aint gettin' caught by anyones! Iv got too many 'recids ('records' if you cant figure how he said this)!" Whispered Joe. He isn't an intelligent one, judging by his dialogue. Ernie caught me listening by using his peripheral and nudged Joe to stop talking. I didn't know who or what they were talking about, but it wasn't about doing any good. The clicking of the bathroom door caught my attention away from the two suspicious guards. Behind the door emerged a young, hip, woman. She wore a gray belly shirt with a big S on the front, with shady green cargos and black and white 2011 Nike Air Maxes. Not the type of outfit that I expected.
" Hank, do I look okay?"
" You look just fine. After we leave this island, I will take you on a shopping spree for a fresh start."
" Oh, Hank, you don't have to do this."
" I know but my heart wants to do it...it'll make me feel better,"
" Okay, if you say so,"
I am going to do everything I can for this woman. She has gone through so much unnecessary situations throughout her entire life. I am going to make it all better by being her first friend; who knows? maybe lover, too.
Dr. Ralph stood waiting at the helicopter for us.
" Until next time, Dr. McCoy, no?" She said, shaking my head.
" Of course Dr. Ralph."
We both climbed into the helicopter and head back to San Francisco.
Once we arrived back, I quickly stopped by my office to lock up everything. Me and Saphire walked to the parking lot complex to where my car was. When we approached it, I could see the astonishment on her face.
" You have a 2007 Rolls Royce?"
" Yes...is there something wrong? Are you comfortable with it?"
" Yes but I didn't know your money currency was so high..."
" Yes, well, i don't just do it for the money, I do it to help our kind. If mutants weren't involved, I probably wouldn't be working here." She shrugged as I rushed over to open the door for her, and she got in the car. I got in after her and drove out the parking lot.
" So... Do you mind talking about your childhood to me?"
" No I don't mind. I need to let some things go."
" You said your mother tried to kill you. I want to know what happened so I can get a full idea of what you're going through,"
" Well my mother, Josephine, was a hypocrite. She claimed herself a christian woman and that she believed that everything on this earth had a purpose, but christians don't keep their children locked in cages with chains around their necks, barely fed; she never hugged me, kissed me, or even touched me. She would only let me out of that cage for ten minutes, pulling me out by the leash," I could see tears swelling in her eyes while looking at her during a red light.
" I felt like a fucking monster. When Josephine and Robert, my father, were eating Thanksgiving dinner in the dinning room, I could smell the delicious turkey and stuffing, along with macaroni & cheese, sweet potatoes, roasted ham, biscuits and crescents. I remember being hungry in the cold cage with my rags on, saying 'Mama, can I have some?' and she would say 'Its not your eating hours, Sophia. You can have whatever's left.' then I begged, 'But Mama, I am hungry and I need something to eat.' then Robert would say, 'Did you not hear what your mother said? You can eat whatever's left! Now shut up and get your hands off those bars, we need to touch those!''
" That wasn't home, that was jail," I said. How could they treat their own daughter like that? I thought.
" A couple of years went by and they finally moved me out of the cage into the shed,"
" Didn't they let you take a shower?"
" Of course, thats what the 10 minutes were for,"
" After they moved me out the cage and into the shed, they had another baby, Delilah. They gave her anything she wanted because she was normal; they fucking gave her all their love and attention; I remember Delilah would come into my shed and tease me. She would say, 'I just got a new Nintendo for Christmas. What did you get? Nothing because they don't love you like they love me.' and I would say, ' Get out Delilah. I don't know why you even come out here.' ' Well, its really cold in here. I should really get back to my warm rose colored room.' I would say ' Don't let the door hit you on the way out.' After that night, I started to feel something tugging on me from the inside of my brain."
" Is that when you powers started going out of control?"
" Yes."
" We can stop talking about this if you'd like,"
" Yes, that would be grand," Soon we pulled up to my semi-mansion.
" This is your house?"
" Yes, do you like it?"
" Yes, its amazing,"
We walked in together and I showed her around.
" This is a modern masterpiece,"
" Thank you,"
" Um, Hank...I just want to thank you for everything you're doing for me."
" You need help, and I am going to provide it."
We both smiled at each other, friendly, but l at the same time lovingly. That night, she had had a nightmare about her past and she asked to sleep with me in my bed; just like a little girl. i am going to have fun renewing her.
