Chapter 2

POV: Sam

I groaned again as I lay hunched in the corner of the room with a sore stomach. Man, this guy was strong! I tried to think of a way to put him away for good, but my mind was overrun with pain. I decided instead to think about what he said. He was filling the air with some sort of mutation gene? But why would he choose us of all people, maybe for experience? None the less, he can change us but he can't make us do things for him!

My hands were tied with the same rope as the one I was holding to lower Clover and Diana into the room. Sinister continued pacing as the final process was complete. He then attempted to turn off the virus by turning a knob, but before he could do anything, we heard an explosion. Sinister turned around really fast looking quite scared. He realized something was wrong. He quickly ran and checked the area of the explosion. I thought that this is the ideal time to talk strategy with the others.

"Sam? Are you okay? If you are still alive say something completely nerdy!" Clover begged.

"Guys, we need to find a way out of here!" I responded taking Clover by surprise. She just sighed and said how I always get to the point.

"Of course we have to get to the point! There are lives at stake! Our lives, the Officer and all the cops who already died!" I shouted almost crying at Clover's ignorance.

"Well what should we do?" Diana asked impatiently.

"I say we chew threw our restraints!" Alex said. Everyone just starred at her.

"What?"

"Nothing Alex, it's just that you had a great idea! Come on guys start nibbling!" Martin said as started biting Alex's restraints and Alex was biting Martin's. I sighed. We would never finish doing that in time. Whatever Sinister was doing it sounded complete.

Sinister ran into the room rather distraught. He looked at all of us and started to grab us one by one off the floor.

"Stop struggling! The whole building is going to explode! You are all coming with me!" Sinister started picking us up more aggressively now, clearly impatient.

Officer Thompson was fidgeting in the corner; I saw something shiny in his hand. I realized it wasn't in his hand, it was part of his hand. He ran up behind Sinister and stabbed him in the back with what appeared to be a claw. He retracted, Sinister fell to his knees.

"You! How dare you defy me! I made you what you are!"

"Don't mind him. He has always been a wimp, relying on slaves and powers, not actual brain power." Officer Thompson said as he freed us from our restraints. He also said he could teleport us out, but only one at a time. We only had a little more than a minute to get as far away as possible or be blown to smithereens. He grabbed Martin first. Disappeared, then came back and took Alex. And he continued to do this, occasionally kicking Sinister in the face to keep him down. Finally he grabbed me and said something.

"I lied."

"What? About what?" I said gazing at this inhuman beast with open eyes.

"I can send more than one person and I don't even have to be with them…"

"I know what you want to do. You have a family, don't do it. We can find a cure."

"No. My family would never accept me back, and a cure is impossible because it would anger mutants who enjoy their gifts. Not to mention give the government unwanted physical power over mutants." He said rather intelligently. I could only marvel at him, he had faked being an idiot for Sinister, which was incredibly brave.

"Before I send you, I want to apologize. He said kids had broken in and wanted to try it on them. He convinced me and I…sorry. I also tied your restraints." He said now wallowing in tears. I patted him on the back. I could hardly ever hope to understand what he had been through, but I can imagine how bad he felt. He then wiped his tears off and concentrated. I told him we could save him, but before I could finish, I appeared on a large hill far from the warehouse, but not so far I couldn't the chaos unfold below.

The explosion was incredibly hot and radiant. I could feel how hot it was, because I was sweating puddles. Alex passed out in Martin's arms. He was blushing a vibrant red; either that or the explosion was being reflected on his sweaty face. Diana walked up to me and asked me where to Officer was. I explained what happened. She burst out crying; she then sat down and resumed crying. Martin made a comment saying how she was not a robot because she showed emotion. She slapped him hard; I think he said this to take awkwardness from an unconscious Alex in his arms.

We all just gazed at the burning heap below. Cops surrounded the place followed shortly by firefighters. A helicopter appeared above, hanging a ladder and signaling for us to climb. Martin motions the unconscious passenger to the driver. The man inside sighed, then proceeded to land the helicopter. He got out and safely secured Alex into a seat inside. We then walked in and sat down ourselves. We began to take off, leaving the charred remains of a warehouse below.

1 Week Later…

POV: Alex

I hardly remember much of what happened. I mean, who can blame me? I passed out for no apparent reason and woke up in my bedroom. I thought it was all a dream until Sam enlightened me. I was pretty stupid to have thought it wasn't real. Many lives were lost and I dismissed it as a dream? I felt really brain dead as I walked down stairs in our little Beverly Hills home. I saw a note on the couch. I read it aloud for I noticed Clover and Alex were missing.

"Dear Alex, the school has given you until Friday to recover from chicken pox. Hope you feel well!" It was signed Jerry. I glanced at the closest clock. It was on a small nightstand by the couch. It read 12:58. Man, I slept late. 14 hour sleeps are good for you, right? I plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. Nothing but reruns of old shows and children's programming. I heard a knock on our front door which caused me to jump. Who could it be, I thought everyone was in school? I opened the door and to my shock it was Martin. He blushed and handed me flowers. I accepted graciously and asked him inside.

"Why aren't you at school? I hope you aren't ditching classes, Martin." I said trying to be funny, it came out half-hearted humor. Despite the quality of the joke, he forced a laugh.

"I live in Quebec, Canada. So there is a major time difference. I finished 4 hours ago." Martin said as he sat down at the couch. I quickly joined him, because I know that this is one chance to be with Martin without Clover calling us the dream nerd couple. I snuggled up beside him, surprised at how warm he was. He relaxed and turned on a monster flick that I had missed while going through the guide. We watched intensely as a monster ate countless people. I didn't really pay much attention; I was preoccupied with trying to start a conversation with Martin.

"Um, remember what Sinister said? He said he mutated us. It has been a week, did you notice anything different?" I asked. Martin shook his head.

"Sad to say, but I didn't notice much. Other that me not smelling all that bad today." He said as I began to move away.

"Hey! I showered, don't worry about it!" Martin said desperately trying to get me back in his company. I moved back to him and he ruffled my hair kindly. It didn't mess up my hair though; I have a bob, so not much changed.

"Did Sam tell you?" Martin asked curiously.

"Tell me what?"

"Crap… both agencies gave us thorough scans. They both found an unknown extension of something in our DNA, and are trying to find out what it was. I guess they didn't tell you because they didn't want you to worry," He looked into my eyes. "You are not worried, are you?" He asked.

I giggled. "No silly! I am relieved actually. All this time worrying about something unknown, at least I know a bit about what Sinister did to us." I said just as Martin received a message on his U-Watch, a fancy all in one gadget. He read with a puzzled expression on his face. I asked him what was happening. He just sighed and told me.

"Apparently our agencies have come to the conclusion that we have some sort of genetic engineering of all things. They fear if they try to fix it, they will kill us in the process. They want to install cameras everywhere in the house except the bathrooms to see if anything happens." Martin said looking at me with genuine worry.

"We will decide when Clover and Sam get here." I said calmly.

"What time did you wake up?" Martin asked.

"12:58, why do you ask?"

"I woke up at the same time last week today! I am not kidding!"

"Wow! Déjà vu much!" I said starting to laugh.

We both started a laugh fight, which I can proudly say resulted in no winner. It was a tie since we both fell to the floor laughing uncontrollably until we were at a loss of breath. We looked at each other smiling, pondering why we laughed for nearly nothing. The door to our house opened to show a surprised Sam and Clover whose hands were full of shopping bags. Clover started to laugh.

"Our resident nerd is dating foreigners! Alex, this is a big day!" Clover said, continuing to laugh.

"Hi Martin, giving our sick roomy some company?" Sam asked. Martin blushed, clearly embarrassed.

"I guess I will go know. Will you tell them Alex?" Martin asked. I nodded he then left. Sam walked up to me and crouched down on her knees to me.

"What do you need to tell us?"

I told her all Martin had heard. She nodded, as though she understood what was going on. Clover totally freaked out though.

"No cameras! I am a very unique person and they are invading my privacy and are going to copy my also unique fashion style!" Clover said as though W.H.O.O.P. cared about her outfits. I though their were cameras already because they always know where we are to make us travel via tube, but Sam said it was a tracking chip in our gadgets.

"It is just standard procedure; W.H.O.O.P. just wants to see if we are alright. Same goes for the Center." Same said calmly.

"In way I agree with both of you. How about we take a vote. All in favor of installing cameras in house?" I said. I raised my hand immediately, Clover followed. Sam just sighed and said it was a rigged vote. We told her to suck it up as we told Jer our choice, using our gadgets to send him a message. He responded quickly apologizing for being so rash. Same said we should again because something was up with our body. We just left her in the living room complaining as me and Clover walked upstairs to her room to so she could put her new clothes away.

"Why is Sam so uptight? She needs to take a chill pill." Clover said.

"She is just being protective; after all, we also don't anything to happen." I said but Clover just dismissed me and told me to install cameras. I left because I could tell she was in a funny mood. I walked to room and lay on my bed. As I stared at the ceiling, I felt a pain in my head. It was increasing and I started to panic. I didn't scream so I wouldn't draw attention to myself. I held my breath waiting for it to pass. I slowly faded and I stood up. What could've caused such a weird headache; it just came from no where!

I decided to keep it to myself as I went back down stairs with a magazine and read it on the couch where I was when Martin was here.