I look out the frosty window to see an army of trees standing as if they were standing guard of something. Bored, I look more closely and see colors scattered all around their bark. All of them have a different story even though they look the same.
Suddenly, the strange woman that is driving through the depressing weather takes me out of my trance. "I am not sure what your power is or who you are, but Professor Xavier said that you have a very secretive personality. He also said you prefer driving instead of flying. My name is Ororo, by the way. You will probably be calling me Professor Storm, though, when you start taking my classes. What is your name."
Her white hair glistens in the shadowy air and my strange eyes meet her soft face for the first time since I got into this car. I could instantly see loss and hurt curve in bright colors across her face. To make the sadness stop, I closed my right (and black eye) so I would only see black and white, "My name is Dorrie."
My blind searching somehow finds another wall, but one of hard rock instead of wallpaper or metal. I know that is probably not the best idea to just aimlessly go through the school, but this constant pain seems to be overpowering my common sense.
Then, my fingers find another cool, smooth surface, but not of metal. It feels too slick to be strong like metal. Almost like a window...or a mirror?
Something comes over me to open my eyes wide, to the reflection of myself. It is a mirror, at least I hope so or else I'm going insane. Suddenly my hands begin to uncontrollably reach for my sunglasses and pull them off to get a better look at myself.
'What the?' I think dazed as my strained eyes stare back at myself. They have deep red veins seeping through them like I have not slept for days. The pain that is still pounding in my head seems less as I focus on my strange eyes.
But this not the only thing that has caught my attention. The appearance of my eyes are so clear, so undisturbed by symbols. It is as if my vision has stopped. As if all the mess in what I see has been wiped clean. It is beautiful.
Holding my head with one hand and directing my way with my other hand along the wall, I try to imagine all the people in the room. Everyone from school was there so that really does not narrow my search. A surge of pain hits my numb skull and I forget about figuring any of it out. I just need to get as far away as I can so I can use my head instead of hold it.
My fingers rub along the old wallpaper as I close my eyes tightly shut. Hopefully I will find myself somewhere outside or something. At least the open yard and fresh air will clear my mind.
Then, my hand feels a different texture. Not of wallpaper, but a sort of smooth metal. Curious, but not willing to open my eyes, I observe the metal with my touch. It is very different from using my sight. It shows how simple an object can be.
Accidentally pressing on the metal causes a reaction of some kind. The wall suddenly gives way and makes me begin to fall into a place I have never been before. The cool metal floor welcomes me as I slam to the floor. A creaking sound behind me tells me that the wall probably clicked back into place. Still unwilling to open my eyes for the sake of my aching brain, I shuffle along the cold ground to find somewhere my head does not hurt.
Clearly noticing the vagueness of her answer, the girl is obviously not content, but she excepts it nonetheless. I guess there has to be some secrets around here that others have to respect. After that, there were dozens more questions.
I didn't really pay much attention to them though. Really, if I had a direr question, then I could read Professor Ororo's symbols to find it out, or you know, ask it myself (but of that is just to good to be true, right?). It actually isn't until one slightly positive question that I start to process what it being said.
One very young girl asks as innocently as she can, "Who is going to be in the Power Dual tomorrow?" And with that, a million other hands shot up. Ugh, I can almost feel the headache in the Professor's head when she sees all of the off topic questions.
Hey, no I can actually feel it. Ow, it really hurts, but this doesn't feel like a simple headache. My hands rap around my head trying to block out this awful feeling. I feel a hand on my shoulder and then Dell?s voice drills itself into my ears, ?Dorrie, are you okay??
Leaving the bustling room without answering her question, I make my way as far from the people inside as possible. I have to go down about three long hallways before the feeling is numb enough for me to think. ?What could have caused such a pain??
Professor Ororo's reaction is very calm and not surprised at all. I guess she was expecting this long interrogation. The first person for her to call on is a boy a bit older than I.
"Um, is there any information about if the the victims are harmed or not?" His deep, and worried face tells me he is close to one of the taken mutants, and my vision confirms that he is actually one of their boyfriends.
"By all that we understand, all of the victims are still breathing, but we are unsure about their nourishment," the boy frowns at this answer, and Ororo smiles sweetly, "If I find out anymore, I will tell you, Will."
She calls on another girl and I recognize her from the teach I helped teach earlier. "Where is Professor Xavier, and why hasn't he made any appearance since the, uh, event?"
The professor's face changes a bit slightly and I am almost certain I am the only one who has noticed (this is probably because of my power). "Um, Professor Xavier planned a trip a while ago. He left the evening before the incident and is very sorry that he is not present at this time.?
It was almost time for class by the time we made it down the stairs of the roof. Ren had successfully wiped away his tears and sad face, but it hadn't been erased from my mind. Especially the dazed look that took over his emotion. It seemed as if he was possessed.
I guess strong emotion can sometimes overtake a person. My vision has let me know just how often it happens in people. It is so worrisome how easily people can change under pressure.
By the time we got back to the rec room, Professor Ororo had already herded all the students for an announcement:
"...yes, and it looks like that our search team has found a secret location where your missing peers may be being held. Of course, we cannot openly say this location for safety reasons, but I thought this information could ease some of your worries and questions. Speaking of which, are there any questions anyone would like to ask?"
And in that instant, possibly 75% of the room raised their hand. I mean, in a kidnapping situation at a school, what else do expect but a million questions.
MBAVFan7, I will keep writing this story as long as I can. If I do happen to decide to close this story to an end, I will most likely add a sequel or something if people want me to. Truthfully, I only have not planned out the whole story, so it could end up in any way.
Ok, first of all. YAY! you made it to the 300 mark!!! Second of all. Yay! Your back. And last but not least. Sorry I haven't commented in a while, I was taking a short break from things.... ;D I can't wait to see what happens next
I look at him softly. "What about your sister? Did you ever go back to check on her?"
Ren shakes his head ashamed. "I never went back to the hospital. I didn't think I could take it if I found out she didn't make it, and if did make it, she would have a much better life without a mutant like me."
"But she is your sister. Don't you want to know if she is still alive?" Again, I can't understand his emotions.
"If I were to lose control and hurt her, again, I don't think I could live with myself. She was such a strong little girl. I bet she is having a fine life living with our aunt and uncle, or something."
I place my hand on his shoulder and look at him seriously. "But what if she doesn't feel so fine. She is probably feeling the same things you are right now. You weren't the only one to lose your parents; she lost them as well. Maybe you could just-"
"No!" He stands up angrily, "You would never understand! I don't even know if she is alive, and I never want to know!"
I stand up as well. All of his sad emotion signs have changed into anger and hatred. Looks like I touched on the wrong subject. Pulling him into me, I hug him comforting until his signs relax. I wipe his remaining tears and pull on my sunglasses so we can go back to our day. Walking back to the door of the roof, I make sure Warren is leaving first and I quickly look back at the shattered pieces of the light he exploded.
He stares into my eyes and keeps talking, as if my strange appearance is holding him from falling out of control. "I woke up the next day in the hospital. The doctors were astonished with how quickly I recovered, but later I realized that my power didn't only give me constant energy, but also fast healing.
"My parents on the other hand, were not so lucky," he starts to choke a little on crying again, which relieves me. At least he isn't in that blank, zoned out mood anymore, "My mother and father's lives were taken shortly after the explosion. I couldn't even respond to the doctor's questions, I cried so much. But then they brought me to my sister.
"They thought it would be good for me to see her when I was discharged. Valeria was seemed so hurt. There were burn marks on her pale skin and her breath was very weak. The doctors told me she was in a coma and was hanging on a very thin hair."
He hides his face from me in his hands and cries loudly. "I am such a wimp! The sight of her made me so upset that I left her in the hospital, alone. All I wanted to do was get as far away from her as possible, so I couldn?t hurt her again. My legs didn?t even take me back to my house, I just wandered off in my own little world. Until Professor Summers, or Cyclops, found me and brought me here. Apparently, Professor Xavier found me on his Cerebro and sent for me because I was in trouble or something. I was in such a dark place then that I didn?t refuse for a second.?
"I was so stressed by the situation that I didn't know what to do. My young, innocent mind couldn't even understand what they were asking me. The emotional stress was so big that...that my power went..."
Ren looks up to me and motions with his hands an explosion. As if demonstrating to me, he somehow makes a nearby roof light burst by some strange pressure. His face begins to flush and seems to get distracted with its own thoughts. He's losing his power control.
I look into his eyes and take off my sunglasses so he can make eye contact with me. My eyes immediately wakes him up slightly, but he is still lost. I talk to him loudly and gently to keep him from making something else explode. "Warren, what happened after that?"
He looks confused, but continues once he finds his voice. "There was so many sparks, and smoke, and electricity. It looked like a horror scene, but somehow felt a little right." He zones out again and I hit him in the face to wake him up, again.
"Magneto's minions left before the police and fire department arrived, and left me in the house with my family. I guess they thought I was too out of control and dangerous. My vision started to get blurry from the smoke and I can?t remember anything after that except sirens and yelling coming from outside.?
He wipes his eyes and continues on while I sit there quietly. "I know that it was a long time ago, but it feels as if it was yesterday. I mean, I lost my little sister, and my parents. Do you know what that's like?"
I shake my head 'no.' Of course I didn't know what that felt like. Sure sometimes I feel like they wish I wasn't there, but I couldn't imagine what it would be like if they ceased to exist. I'm not that deep. I gently hold his hand as more tears start to pour down his face. "What happened?"
"It was just a couple months after I received my powers," Ren surprises me as he answers me without refusal, "My parents were trying to find specialists to help me. They didn't really understand powers and mutants, but they just wanted me to be able to control my power. I was so out of control then, that I caused a black out in our town for almost a day."
A slight chuckle leaves his bitter voice as he continues. "Valeria, my little sister, didn't know much about my power, either, but she stayed up until crazy hours just to keep me company. She wanted to exactly like me, but every day I wished that she wouldn?t end up a mutant as well.
?It didn?t take my parents long to find this school, but I refused to be enrolled. I wanted to stay with my family, and live a normal life despite my very weird factor. Besides, no one except my family knew, right? Wrong.? More tears stream through his glasses.
?Apparently my parents were searching for help from the wrong people. That Magneto?s army found me out and of course electricity powers are very helpful. Especially from a small boy who couldn?t control it. They captured my family and myself very easily and forced me to join them. It was either that or they would end my loved one?s lives.?