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I've become so numb, I can't feel you there,
Become so tired, so much more aware.
I'm becoming this, all I want to do,
Is be more like me and be less like you.
Linkin Park ~ Numb
"Move out the way kid!"
The angered voice was one of a man, all dolled up like a banker, briefcase in tow. He had bustled into my shoulder, nearly knocking me to the floor for other humans to trample over me and relieve their hatred towards mutants. I ignored him, ignored all of the adults and children that were staring at me or pointing, my blue-shaded hair easily making me stand out.
I hated crowds, it seemed that manners and patience were forgotten in such places as a train station, everyone rushing to get on the right one, some daring their lives as they jumped onto the tracks to get to the other side, idiotic, but some paid for their impatience.
With a clench of my hand, I swallowed a fur-ball sized lump and hastily slipped in-between people. It was relatively easy once I had a pace going, my destination being by a large white structure that kept the second floor of the station stable, just able to get a clear view of the ticket booth across the massive hall. I breathed in glorious oxygen when I reached this secluded area, the whizzing sound of people passing by quickly filling my ears.
I was just a scout, waiting for the X-men to arrive and then to signal Toad and Sabretooth into position. Magneto had taken his own route, though how he could go unnoticed by people amazed me, but then again, he clearly didn't want to draw attention so quickly.
Even though I was surrounded by ill-tempered humans, I was satisfied to be able to feel the normality of New York again, to just walk inside the train station sent a jolt of joy through me. But I had to extinguish this joy, I needed to focus on the task, I couldn't mess up now as it was so close to victory.
I couldn't see Toad in this squabble of people, but I momentarily caught glances of the top of Sabretooth's fury head, curious as to why people weren't taking notice, but then I saw that many people were leaving giant spaces as they scuttled away from the mutant.
Nothing's changed...
I thought hollowly, a molecule-sized part of me hoping that people weren't listening to Kelly, but obviously they were, they were still scared and thus were brash in their attacks against mutants.
I leaned against the pillar, just studying the many faces, creating a game in which I guessed who were ill-tempered and who were impatient, though they both seemed to fall into each other. After an age I felt a light tug on my arm, I snapped my head to look at a boy who resembled Isaac, at first I thought it was him, but his matted hair was a sandy blonde and he looked three years younger.
He gawped at me, not in fear, but amazement.
"How do you get your hair like that?" He asked excitedly, me glaring at the kid, but I couldn't hide the smirk that crept onto my face at his innocent one. Either his parents hadn't told him about mutants yet, or he was simply ignorant to news about mutants, nonetheless the kid was pretty brave.
"A lot of hair dye." I lied, the voice coming out as a grumble as I turned my attention back to the ticket booth, not wanting to miss catching the X-men, especially as Toad would never let me live it down.
Unfortunately the kid wasn't moving, in fact, he even coped my leisurely lean against the pillar, chuckling to himself as I sighed irritably. I really didn't like kids like him, always wanting attention, never learning the whole stranger danger that every kid should know.
"I collect Greek god figurines." He stated proudly, as if this was an amazing achievement. I listened to him, I had nothing better to do as there was no sign of the X-men just yet, however my eyes never glanced away from the ticket booth.
"That sounds extravagant." I replied sarcastically, unable to see that the kid scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.
"What does exavagnt mean?" He asked slowly, but was still unable to say the word right after the third try. I rolled my eyes, admittedly I only knew it because of Magneto, but at least I knew what it meant and how to use it in a sentence.
"Basically amazing." I uttered simply, squinting my eyes because I thought I witnessed Toad climbing up another pillar, but it seemed I was mistaken as it was just a small girl attempting to be a spider and climb up the wall, but simply thwacked her head against the brickwork. The cry of pain was mostly drowned out my chattering voices, but even I could distinguish the scream that erupted from inside the child's lungs, almost shattering my eardrums.
When the father of the child helped her up and kissed the bump tenderly, I felt a twang of jealously pulse through me. I quickly regained composure and whacked it away, refusing to let the man whisper inside my head at that time, not with the duties I had to perform perfectly.
"Oh okay. I nearly have all of them, but I like this one the best, look how cool it is!" The annoying boy squealed, waving the little figurine in front of me. Boringly I decided to have a quick glance, seeing as I thought I could risk a passing look as there was still no sign of the X-men.
A light chuckle escaped my throat as I stared at the little figurine. It was one of the big three, namely the water god Poseidon. The paintwork was chipped and slightly pale, but that was to be expected as the kid was still young enough to not understand how to keep precious objects looking new, not even bothering to keep it in a box or anything.
I risked a little smile after the chuckle, a memory popping into my head of the day my mother bought it, exactly a day before I was whisked off into care. It was a good memory nonetheless, neither me nor Mom were smiling or indeed happy, but the little figurine to me was her little way of saying goodbye, saying she loved me.
I purposely kept that figurine for years, even when I lost everything else, the little figurine remained protected in the back of my old sock drawer in the X-mansion.
I could never get it back, it was likely thrown away by now.
"I used to have one like that, Poseidon was my favourite too." I said with a tiny amount of enthusiasm, but it still made the kid grin wildly.
"Is that why you dyed your hair like that? Because Poseidon is the god of the sea?!" He stuttered joyfully, purposely pointing multiple times at my hair. I shook my head with a smirk still on my face, this little kid making me laugh for the first time in a long time. I decided to put the kid out of his misery, expecting him to run as soon as I confirmed what was the actual reason behind my wacky hair colour.
"My hair is like this because I'm a mutant." I stated flatly, the kid's hazel eyes bulging out of his sockets. I thought he would run then, scream or cry because he had been talking to a monster like me. But he didn't, his grin grew wider and he started making multiple excited hand gestures.
"You're a mutant? That is so cool, I don't care what other people say, mutants are like superheroes!" He bellowed happily, to which I snapped a finger to my lips, warning the kid to keep it down. A few faces of disgust turned in my direction, but nothing was said and my position wasn't given away.
Very carefully I pulled myself off the wall and settled my body atop one knee, the kid also jumping off the wall and standing straight in front of me, pushing his body onto the tips of his toes in a chaotic but skilful manner.
"Look, the truth is that mutants aren't superheroes. We're just people who are born different, and because of that normal people discriminate us. You're brave, I'll give you that, and you have your own opinion about us but very few people would agree with you. If I were you, I would keep quiet about what you think, or you could end up being treated just like us, which isn't good believe me." I spoke firmly, thinking it was best to tell the kid the honest truth of the split world around him. He listened, the gleam in his eyes becoming duller the more I spoke, the rusty clogs turning in his small brain.
"You shouldn't be treated like that, mutants are amazing, I wish I was like you. If I could be a mutant, I would want to change size...I would want to be ant-sized!" He said with delight but also sadness, as if he despised being normal, but not too long ago I would give anything to be like him, care-free and normal to the world.
"We don't get a choice, we're stuck as what we are." I said evenly, shrugging my shoulders because that was all there really was to mutants, we had no choice but to be what we are. He was disheartened by this, head bowed down with a little pout on his young face.
I shouldn't be doing this, I'm not even watching out for the X-men!
I screamed angrily at myself, but I found I couldn't leave this kid with all his dreams crushed, because I knew exactly how that felt like. With a little shake of his nimble shoulder, he looked up and stared at me, his eyes beginning to welter with tears.
"Hey come on, it's not as bad as I'm making it out to be." I lied. "And anyway, maybe you could be the first person to create a suit that will make the wearer become ant-sized. That's something to strive towards, right?" I nurtured, beginning to remember that not all humans were the same, there were a few that genuinely believed mutants weren't monsters.
His eyes quickly sparked again, a grin sprouting onto his face that I couldn't help but copy. Before I knew what he was doing, he shoved the Poseidon figurine into my trembling hand, the touch of his ticklish fingers startling me. He smiled gratefully, letting his hand slip away from the figurine.
"You are a superhero." He concluded, determined that he wouldn't take the figurine back.
"Henry Pym where are you?"
A strict woman's voice screeched, the kid, (likely Henry) flinching from the voice. He swiftly twisted his body to find the woman, seeing her with fear in his eyes as he quickly turned around to face me one last time.
"I'm gonna be the first person to make an Ant-man suit. That's a promise!" He declared, waving goodbye before sprinting over to a woman who wrapped her arms around him tightly. She sighed happily into his neck, straightening her back once it was over and dragged him out of sight.
I stood up, twisting the little figurine in my fingers. I couldn't keep it, Magneto would be ashamed or even outraged that I had accepted such a gift from a human, then again Henry didn't give me much of a choice.
I thought over it for a good few minutes, then hastily stuffed the figurine into my cameo jacket pocket, discreetly pushing it into the fabric as much as it would let me, and then resumed to my duties as if the conversation had never happened.
I didn't get much time to rest though, my ears pricking up as I heard the distinct voice of my old teacher, Professor Monroe. I searched around and found her with Professor Summers who was wearing his cyclops red visor.
"You look around, I'll check with the ticket agent." She said lowly, and I was quite surprised that neither recognised me, especially as I was close enough to hear their voices, even if it was faintly.
As she had said, she walked off towards the ticket booth, Professor Summers following her orders as he glanced around in a circle, still unable to acknowledge me leaning against the pillar. I glared at his back, my whole body vibrating because of the anticipation and sudden cold feet I was getting, all because of hearing and seeing my old teachers.
I stiffened up, my eyes watching Professor Summers but also searching for either Toad or Sabretooth. I caught Sabretooth off to the right by a poshly sprayed trashcan, his black eyes focused on me. I nodded my head once, signalling that it was time. He grunted, his nostrils flaring as he stormed over to the ticket booth.
I watched as Professor Summers strolled over to a destinations board, the departure and arrival times in white capital letters. He stared at them for ages, then his head turned to look downwards, but I couldn't see what as I had to swap positions as people walked past briskly, obscuring my view of Professor Summers.
Why do I still use professor? He isn't my teacher anymore.
I argued inside my head, thinking Summers or Cyclops were more fitting as he didn't have authority over me anymore, none of them did. I saw as a smile spread across his face, but was removed as a woman pulled her two sons away from him.
It shouldn't have to be like that...
I said internally, still thankful of little Eric and his Poseidon figurine.
My attention was quickly put back on Sabretooth, cursing quietly as he flung a bystander out of his way, gripping Monroe or Storm by the throat, picking her thin body off the floor to smash against the ticket booth glass, creating cracks in the see-through window.
This earned the attention of lots of people, most fearful and refused to intervene, however it also got the attention of Summers who turned around and was about to go help her.
I yelped slightly as Toad giggled against my ear, hands and feet placed against the pillar as he was poised to climb up it like the little girl was trying to do minutes before. I stepped away from the pillar, glaring at him hatefully because he had startled me and because he was late.
"Where were you?" I hissed, earning a toothy grin off the grotesque Toad.
"Grabbing a snack outside." He countered straight away, licking his lips with that horrible tongue before hastily clambering up the pillar towards the ceiling. The snack clearly meant another defenceless bird, but to be honest nothing he did surprised me anymore.
It was only when I turned around to witness Summers briskly walking towards Sabretooth and Monroe that I realised why Toad was so hasty to climb up. In one swell swoop his tongue shot out of his mouth, targeting on Summers who was politely dodging around people. It instantly hit home and swiped his red visor off his eyes, retracting so Toad could grab the visor and wear it like a trophy on his head.
I braced myself as two lasers erupted out of Summers' eyes and chaotically showered the ceiling with its powerful force, causing debris to hit the floor with a crash, creating a massive hole in the once beautifully crafted ceiling. People screamed and shielded their children from the violent clay bombs, everyone rushing out of the station as fast as they could as other people had the same exact idea.
Within seconds Summers shut his eyes again, stopping the lasers from causing more damage, but now he was defenceless. I had a perfect chance to take care of him once and for all, but I was paralysed, being the only person to not be running around yelling except for Toad, Sabretooth, Monroe and of course Summers who panted heavily.
Speaking of Sabretooth, my frantic eyes snapped back to him, his hairy hands still choking Monroe. But then the feeling of electricity collected in the air, not enough for an electric shock, just a mild discomfort. However, it seemed Sabretooth was more affected as he growled up at the ceiling, him being right under the now open night sky.
With crackles of thunder, lightening flashed, causing me to flinch viciously as one large lightening bolt hit Sabretooth. His growls echoed as the dazzling light of the lightening forced me to cover my eyes with an arm, hearing the shatter of glass and Sabretooth being pulverised into the opposite end of the station. I let my arm drop to see he had been thrown straight into the destinations sign, sparks of cut electric wires crackling loudly.
Toad leapt from his perch and followed after the fallen Sabretooth. And I knew he would quip with something along the lines of quit playing around which I knew would make Sabretooth snarl hatefully. I was so focused on them that by the time I realised that Summers and Monroe were still a threat, they were already out of sight, and I had no idea as to where they had gone. Saying that, all the people who were there to witness had quickly scarpered with only a few stragglers left escaping out of sight.
Toad jumped out of the newly formed hole in the sign, his head snapping to the side to give me a blank expression.
"You're useless as well as a waste of space." He said with a serious edge to his usual irritating comedic tone, to which I could only reply by glowering at him with my jaw threatening to break I clenched it so tightly. He moved his head back to normal and jumped down to walk on the floor, marching towards the ticket booth and clearly towards Magneto who should have had the mutant by now.
Sabretooth also lumbered out of the hole, simply snarling at me as I remained in my shaken state. Like Toad he stomped past the ticket booth, leaving me in the main area, just managing to breath in shallow breaths.
I didn't know what happened, as soon as the conflict began my mind stuttered, unable to send pulsing signals to my body to move. It wasn't fear, I couldn't tell what emotion it was, but it definitely wasn't fear. Perhaps it was reluctancy, this sudden reluctance nearly costing the brotherhood dearly.
I shook my head, forcing myself to breath naturally before I even tried to move. Without knowing it, my hand clasped around the Poseidon figurine, bringing instant security and relief that washed over and made me able to go after the two angered mutants. However, I only got as far as a couple of plastic chairs and was forced to sit down as my legs turned to jelly, shaking uncontrollably.
I realised that I hadn't dowsed myself in water for a while, so preoccupied with the plan, no wonder I was so weak. I searched around for anything that I could use as a water source, sighing with relief as a metal water fountain was engineered into the wall behind the chairs. I swivelled round and raised the hand that wasn't clutching the Poseidon figurine and willed the water to erupt out of the fountain. As commanded it shot out like a burst pipe and rocketed towards me, slithering along my arm to seep into every inch of my body.
I was strengthened, but I still felt slightly ill, and in the end decided to just stand and wait for Magneto, Toad and Sabretooth to come back. I knew Toad would rat on me, and thus prepared myself for Magneto's wrath at my weakness.
Nothing. There was nothing that connected the name Wilson to Stryker, then again I doubted my IT skills. It was idiotic to try and search anything about Stryker, nearly nothing was ever broadcasted and most of the apparent leaks were usually false. Nonetheless I had still persevered and searched for this Wilson, and as already established, I found nothing that could remotely point towards a Wilson that worked with Stryker.
But I couldn't think about that now, knocking politely on Professor X's office door at a very late hour, rubbing my eyes for emphasis. Admittedly I had been caught by Elijah, him finding me typing furiously on a library computer, cursing to myself as each search ended in wasted time. But he hadn't grounded me or sent be to bed, he merely said that Professor X was requesting me in his office and that I should go immediately.
I entered after a short pause, finding that silence didn't always meanthat the Professor wasn't in. I was met with the side of a table, possibly from the lower levels of the X-mansion as it had a surgical silver vibe to it. Professor X was sat next to the table that was placed horizontal, placed on the length rather than width of the room.
I was slightly confused, but also angry, knowing that he should be at the train station waiting for Magneto to emerge from inside. Instead he was still in his office and was giving me a melancholy expression, one that made me wary.
"I know what you're thinking Mr King, that I should be with the X-men at the station. But I believe we have enough to evaluate something." Professor X stated, my hands clenching as I thought he had broke a promise he made to me.
"You said you would never read my mind to know the future." I muttered, partially grumpy because I was exhausted, partially because I was piecing together what the table was for.
"I do not need to read your mind to know what you're thinking. Because right now your expression is telling me you are wondering what the table is for." He decreed, telling me truth even though I still believed he was lying, that he was reading my mind.
"When you found your way here, we merely glossed over those barbaric labs. However, I think now is the time to shed some light on the subject." He said tentatively, eyes purely focused on me as I closed my eyes, picturing the one person who had got me through those six years of hell.
This was because of Logan, I knew he also had been experimented on by Stryker, and seeing as he had forgotten everything it seemed I was the only person to remember Alkali Lake. I didn't want to. That place was invested with scientists that knew too many ways to extract cells and DNA from mutants, which would likely cause a problem later on.
"I can't...you have to be at the station." I stuttered, because I really wasn't ready for this conversation, not with Johnny Storm Junior's cheeky smirk appearing behind my eyes. I always thought about him, even at the times when Sammy mostly filled my thoughts, he was always there as a little side note to keep me sane.
"I owe Logan information, I owe you closure, we will need to do this Isaac." He said empathetically, not giving me much choice. I nodded my head limply, thankful that he could put it off until the Magneto dilemma was over.
But there was something that needed to be said, just one thing, just so he wouldn't be forgotten. I plucked up the courage and stared straight at Professor X, the words rolling off my tongue in croaks.
"The only reason I'm here is because of a boy. Everyday, after all the tests, he would say the exact same thing. He said we will get out of here, and there was never any waver in his voice, he was still fighting them when I'd given up. The only person I truly owe is him, Johnny Storm Junior, because he was the one willing to risk anything to get out...even his life." I finished, tears welling in my eyes as I pictured Johnny's last moment.
The damp cell door had been ripped off its hinges by an unknown metal-wielding man, him stepping through the open hole to find me and Johnny huddled together as yells echoed everywhere. He took one look at me, smiled maliciously at my greying patient clothes, and then turning his eyes to Johnny, the smile disappearing as soon as he saw the older boy.
"Come Mr King, we have a proposition for you." He said almost cheerfully, ushering me forward with a flicked finger. I was wary, but also thankful that Johnny was right, someone had come to save us.
I let Johnny go, moving towards the unnamed metal man, but then I stopped, my eyes casting back to Johnny who was panting heavily, clearly frightened by the metal man even with what the people in white coats had done to him.
"Come on Johnny, we're free." I ushered urgently, knowing this freedom would be short lived if we didn't hurry up. On command he did stand wearily, but Magneto chuckled, shaking his head slowly as if this were a student saying a wrong answer.
"He will not be coming with us, he is not a mutant, just an unfortunate mistake due to fate." He said evenly, my butchered mind puzzled, I knew Johnny wasn't a mutant, but surely he could still be free too, he had suffered just as much as I had.
"He is coming, or I'm not." I said firmly, I wasn't going to leave my only friend in the world. The metal man watched me with raised eyebrows, either thinking I was stupid or brave, but both seemed to fall into the same category anyway.
"I'm afraid that isn't an option." He said flatly. "If you won't come on your own accord, well, I'll just have to use force."
He flicked his hand and one of the metal bars of the cell door wrapped around me like a snake, winding me and prevented me from wriggling.
Johnny had yelped, his whole body bursting into orange flames, his powers he couldn't control. The heat was stifling, and the metal man did seem fazed, but quickly regained himself and attempted to use the metal bar as a pulley system, me dragging my feet as I lumbered forward due to magnetism.
"Let him go!" Johnny shouted over his own flames, raising a hand to fire his flames at the mutant. But he was knocked by a piece of metal that was flung at his head, the impact shattering.
But it didn't kill him, it actually melted in the heated flames and dripped to the floor. With a pant he focused his flames on the bar around me, the scolding heat agony against my own skin but it was worth it if I was free from this bar. I hissed as I stuffed the pain down, some of the metal rolling down my arm, burning the grey patient shirt.
"Sorry about the burns." Johnny grumbled, the bar no longer existing except for drying puddles on the damp concrete floor. I didn't say anything, but nodded my thanks, my eyes sizzling with painful tears.
"Exceptional." The metal man said with little enthusiasm, earning to have Johnny and me snarl at him.
"Very well, if you do not want my help...find your own way out." He declared, leaving with a wave of his hand, disappearing down the dimly lit corridor. I turned to Johnny, him still in his flaming form because he didn't want to run away naked, and likely because it looked more badass.
"We don't need him, he's just given us an easier way out, now let's go." He stated, marching out of the cell for me to follow, after a moments hesitation I stumbled after him.
I clawed my way out of the memory, refusing to relive those last moments with Johnny, remembering how close we both were to freedom. I inhaled deeply, exhaling all of the contaminated air back out as I didn't want another vision-endured panic attack.
"He was killed. They didn't even hesitate, they just shot him straight in the head before I could do anything." I concluded, somewhere in-between a choke and a light sob. I shook my head, there was no time for this now, Magneto would likely have found Rogue and Logan by now.
"I won't fake understanding of what happened to you, nor will I try to make you say more. However, we will have to discuss this lab at some point in time Mr King, it seems to be essential. You may go, I will take Dr Grey and immediately go to the train station." He said evenly, to which I simply nodded my head and exited out the door, silent relief that I had out off Alkali Lake for at least a while longer.
But it would always be there, Stryker would always be there, Dad would always be there. Stryker would get Dad out of prison, he was essential to the experiments, and I was dreading the day when the X-men found their way to Alkali Lake, along with the brotherhood in a momentary unison.
I dreaded the day Sammy would remember the memories Stryker had removed.
Eventually I heard the heavy footsteps approaching, jolting me to stand straight as Magneto, Sabretooth and Toad marched towards the station's double doors. They didn't look best pleased, but a limp form was lumbered over Toad's shoulder, likely the mutant.
I kept a blank facade, even though my heart was beating fast, wondering whether my inability to act would cost a lot more than I had originally thought. Magneto stopped abruptly when he reached within a metre of me, not exactly glaring, but there was a clear outrage lined in his ancient features.
"Toad enlightened me on your less-then-helpful stance earlier. Do not let it happen again." He commanded, my palms sweaty from the anxiousness I felt coil inside me. Nonetheless I nodded my head sharply, somehow able to speak my reply without any quiver of weakness.
"Understood." I said simply.
"Good." He said just as simply, briskly walking towards the exit, the floor clouded with dust as large chunks of the ceiling materialised on said flooring. I took my place beside Sabretooth, finding that he flared his nostrils at me, still finding me a nuisance just as much as Toad.
My hand gripped the Poseidon figurine as I walked, finding comfort in the little unimportant toy, yet it meant more to me than the plan, because it held kindness and care from a human, even if it was a boy who had not reached his adolescence.
I heard the clicks of guns before I saw them. The bitterly cold night sending a jolt through me, but I was more focused on the assortment of police cars with their flashing red and blue lights than how my side-platt floundered in the breeze.
"Alright, hold it right there, stay were you are. Put your hands over your heads, now!"
A police officer ordered, equipped with a megaphone as he crouched behind one of the cars' door frame. It was pathetic, but there were too many of them, and every single one had some sort of gun, be it hand or shotgun.
Magneto sighed, raising his hands expertly and two of the nearest police cars levitated in there air, both making strained metallic noises because of this. Most of the officers scrambled backwards, startled by the levitation, momentarily lowering their guns slightly.
With a short pause, watching the trigger-hesitant officers with squinting eyes, Magneto lowered his hands, the cars crashing atop two other cars and sending debris and glass flying. The officers were frightened now, a few leaping out of the way or gripping tighter to their catastrophic weapons.
Just as the dust collaborated above the ground, the officers regained their senses and poised the guns again, stepping forward courageously. Magneto tsked, shaking his head as he flicked his hands again, all of the guns yanked out of the officers' grip and twisted around to point at their foreheads. Suddenly they weren't so brave, a few raising their hands tentatively in surrender.
"You Homo Sapiens and your guns." Magneto said slowly, every syllable likely sending a fear through all of them, but it just filled me with victory, watching as the supposed stoppable police clutched in Magneto's grasp.
But the feeling was short lived, Sabretooth's large hand suddenly hooked around Magneto's throat, squeezing slightly as I watched on with horror. Then the reason clawed into my head, speaking with a familiar wise voice that made me want to scratch at my own skull to make it stop.
"Don't do this Samantha...there's still time to come home."
He sounded so melancholy, my old mentor who I used to believe was the greatest and most empathetic man to ever live, but that belief was tarnished when he broke his promises and hid things I needed to know. I clenched my hands that found their way to the top of my head, frantic eyes searching for where Xavier was hiding.
"I am home...you should've told me the truth."
I seethed internally, knowing that (or hoping) he could hear me without having to speak. Strangely enough he refused to read my mind, even though I knew most of the plan for the mutant, he wasn't taking advantage of such a miraculous mutation.
I could hear him sigh, this being because he still believed I was the girl he had met in the foster home, he still hoped that Magneto hadn't corrupted me completely. There was no corruption, he gave me a chance for revenge, a chance to put an end to the people that had used me to find a cure that wasn't even needed.
"I know I should have seen you were ready, and for that, I'm sorry. You can stop this Samantha, you can come back to the X-mansion, where your friends and family are waiting. They haven't given up on you, and nor have I. Just stop this. Stop this and come back...for Isaac."
I was unintentionally hooked onto every word, the promise that I could in fact return to the place I once called home. It was so tempting, so deliciously tempting as I found a lone black painted car away from the other police cars, knowing that that was where Professor X was. All I had to do was take a few steps, run towards the black car and I could be out of it, out of the brotherhood and back to my little brother.
I could hear the muffled conversation Sabretooth (Xavier) and Magneto were having, Magneto's booming voice projected towards the black car as he went on about a number being burned into your forehead, the two conversations proving just how powerful Xavier really was, able to speak to different delicate conversations to entirely different people.
What surprised me, was that my arms fell down to my sides again, a single hand clasping around the Poseidon figurine. I pulled it out, feeling it twist in my fingers as I searched for little Henry, finding him behind a roll of police tap that had been placed behind the police cars. His mother was gripping him tightly, his form barely visible. But it was his face, a painful punch to the gut as it showed absolute fear, fear towards Magneto.
He wasn't going to believe mutants were superheroes after witnessing this, another child beginning to believe people like Senator Kelly were right all along. I felt that paralysation run through me again, my head snapping to look past Sabretooth and at Magneto, seeing how he wasn't fazed by the grip around his throat.
"Fine." He almost snarled, the crack of a gun being fired. I followed the puff of smoke and stared as a fearful officer went cross-eyed as he watched a bullet nearly being seared into his forehead. I realised Magneto had stopped it. Just.
"Care to press your luck Charles? I don't think I can stop them all!" He bellowed with obvious victory, clicks echoing loudly as the safety was turned off every single one. The officer groaned as the spinning bullet began to welch into his flesh, barely scratching the surface, but clearly causing agony.
This was my last choice. Magneto wouldn't let this go on forever and eventually Xavier would let him go, he couldn't kill him. My eyes casted down to the figurine, the faded paint with tiny little bite marks, possibly baby bite marks.
This little figurine represented my innocence being taken away, it represented my childish fears of being taken away from my mother by force. It represented my humanity.
I dropped it.
The gut-wrenching crash as it hit the stone steps and bounced towards the gassed area, lying side way with Poseidon's stern face glaring at me loathinly.
We're not superheroes...we're disasters.
I told myself firmly, my Dad's words still lingering inside my head like a class A drug.
"Mutant and proud."
I said firmly, reusing Mystique's words, finding them quite fitting.
With a raised hand, I focused on separating the water from the fuel inside the police cars, forcing them to rise with my hand. Within seconds water snakes sprouted from the engines, slithering into the air like giant mutated worms. The officers yelled, the bystanders screamed, and little Henry pushed away from his mother to get a better view of me.
Our eyes met for a second, and I saw the confusion and broken-hearted expression on his face. I just wore a stony face, waiting for my orders from Magneto.
"You shouldn't have lied."
I growled, poised in position to drown the officers. But I never had to, Sabretooth shaking his head as he regained his own mind, Toad doing the same.
"Stand down." Magneto ordered, to which I instantly dropped my hand, the water snakes breaking apart and showering the bewildered officers.
"Still unwilling to make sacrifices. That's what makes you weak." Magneto said rather softly, clearly directed at Xavier.
In my head I was screaming, this angered voice being that of Sam, screeching at me that I should've gone with Professor X. But I couldn't, not now, I had gone too far. He was wrong, nobody would ever accept me back after what I did, I would be casted out again like my mother. The truth was I was tied to Magneto, tied to the brotherhood, if I left I would be alone.
I had no choice.
"I'm sorry Henry, I'm not the superhero you were hoping for!" I shouted, but finding that my eyes would not meet Henry. Magneto turned to me, eyes almost blazing because he knew I was apologising to a human. I didn't care what punishment was coming, I had to say it, I was supposed to be the one to destroy that little boy's innocence.
Just like Isaac.
The wind picked up around me, and my head looked up as a helicopter appeared from around the building, giving me a clear view of Mystique as the pilot. It lowered in front of us, obscuring the view of the officers and bystanders alike. My face feeling the full brunt of the helicopter's spinning blades.
"Goodbye Charles." Magneto said, striding towards the helicopter to open the door with a raised finger. I clambered in first, more than satisfied to be out of the spotlight of the police cars' blue and red lights, able to hide away from the fearful faces. Toad shoved the mutant on board, still enclosed in the black bag.
Once Sabretooth (who made the helicopter groan as he jumped on board) and Magneto took their seats opposite me, Mystique began to start rising again. My eyes skimming over the slowly diminishing bird's eye view of the stand off I was just apart of. I felt distraught, because I knew I had just wasted a my only chance to go home.
It's not home, not anymore, I only have the brotherhood now.
I repeated in my head, hoping Xavier couldn't read my mind from so high up, though it wouldn't surprise me. I rested my head against the head rest, my nails gripping the white fabric of the seat, eyes focused on the opposite wall than any of the other mutants.
Can I really do this? Can I honestly help abolish humanity?
These questions astonished me, considering I never questioned Magneto's judgement before, but suddenly it took one encounter with the X-men and my mind was puzzled. But I had already backed myself into a corner, I chose the brotherhood over Xavier, and it was unlikely I'd get another one.
"I thought I would get in the way, make things harder." I blurted out, a tad late to reason why I hadn't done anything to stop the X-men. Magneto turned to be boringly, obviously not caring about my excuses.
"Trust your instincts Aqua, never doubt your abilities." He spoke firmly, allowing the slip-up to be forgotten. But there couldn't be anymore, or I would in fact ruin everything. I was scared before, I thought I would lose control like Cyclops had done when Toad snatched his red visor.
Water can't be tamed. Fact. Therefor I never really had control, it had control over me. Maybe we could somehow find that mutual relationship again, find a way to work in unison rather than trying to fight for control. If I truly wanted to trust my instincts...then I would have to trust the thing I despised most in the universe.
But could I actually do it?
Yay chapter 18! I'm unsure of I'll do something special for chapter 20, it might fall into the liberty battle, I don't know. I'm sorry there isn't much about John or Bobby, it's just hard to fit them in with the story. However, I promise there will be more of them in X2, I have plans!
with the Ant-man being out in 2015, I couldn't resist adding him in. I know there are two versions of Ant-man (I got this from the Marvel database website) but found that Henry Pym was more fitting character wise, though I like Eric O' Grady's version too.
Also...GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY!
Ahem, sorry, i saw the first trailer and it looks awesome. I didn't know much about it until I finished the Lego game, the little 'end credits scene' hitning at the characters and I was just staring at the screen like O.O are these guys in a new marvel film? And yes they were, can't wait!
thats all for now, please review
~Gothgirlstrikesagain