FalconX: The Wretched (Book One)

Chapter 14

I looked through the binoculars that were on the island, my eyes were locked on to Stryker’s massive building that was just off of the cost of Ellis Island. Abi sat unhappily on a bench behind me and her head in her hands, she sighed and whined once again, “I swear Arthur is in there, and I have to save him.”

            I put the binoculars down and just thought about what was happening to Silver; it hurt to think about what was going on inside that wretched building: he would be tortured, tested on, or worse killed.

            “He might not be in there you know,” I said in an uplifting voice, “He could be back at the institute, so you never know.” I put the binoculars up to my eyes and peered through the glass, the island only a mile away was a massive, stone, black building. It looked like a massive prison, and I could just feel the endless screams coming from that building that I had never wished to return to. My stomach was in knots as I stared at it unblinkingly, all the thoughts of running as fast as I could through the building and out on to the water flooded into my mind and I felt like I was going to throw up I was so scared of the building.

            “We both know that he’s in there,” Abi snorted, and then stood up behind me. She grabbed my shoulder and I whipped around, because I did not like to be grabbed. I put the binoculars down and sneered at Abi.

            “Don’t grab me, Stark,” I growled deeply, but she kept her hand on my shoulder and I felt a sudden jolt of electricity go through my body. My limbs went crazy for a moment, and then I fell to the ground. All of my body was twitching, and I knew she didn’t do that on accident.

            I couldn’t control my body’s rapid movements, everything hurt, and I was freaking out on the inside. Maybe this was all a part of her evil little plan to get rid of me and kill Stryker herself, but all of a sudden my body stopped moving; was this death?

            My breaths were slow and short, my heart hurt so much that it was unbearable, but all of that stopped hurting in seconds. Maybe I was dead.

            How could I be dead if I was still breathing, or maybe I wasn’t dead?

            Abi looked over at me her face was in no shock that she had done that to me, but I think that I was alive so I tried to get up. And sure enough I could get up, the grass felt cold against my finger tips and I sat up and took a deep breath in and rubbed my head.

            Abi looked down at me laughing hysterically, so I did the only thing that was right: I bolted up and attacked up. My body slammed into hers, and that knocked the wind out of her immediately. I growled as I sat on top of her and repetitively slammed my knuckles in to her face, it felt good to let all my hate towards her out, so I kept doing it.

            “Hey!” A guard yelled at me, he ran to me and yanked me off of Abi, and I was squirming everywhere. I tried to have him release me, but I had to make myself look as normal as possible so they wouldn’t call S.H.E.I.L.D. on us—that would be bad.

            I thrashed in his meaty arms and Abi got up off of the ground, she looked disoriented but put her hands up to block my punches. She laughed and said playfully to the officer, “That’s ok, officer, we were just playing around.” Immediately he let go of me and dropped me to the ground, I landed on the soft grass, and when I looked back at the officer he had a dazed look on his face and he just walked away like nothing was ever wrong.

            A dribble of blood fell from Abi’s nose, but she didn’t seem to care. With my mind I took the blood from her nose and drained it so no more would come out, and then I formed it into a ball and floated it down to the river and dropped it in there.

            I looked over at the building Stryker was holding all the mutants in, but suddenly I felt a pain in my head again—it was the same as the one when Stryker’s men had infiltrated the institute. Had Stryker built another machine because he knew I was coming? He did, didn’t he; that little fuck.

            A wave of pain swept over my body and I grunted softly, and Abi looked at me in a worried way. “What’s wrong?” She asked.

            “Stryker built another machine to screw with my telekinesis,” I stated bluntly, and I continued to stare at Stryker’s building. The pain in my head worsened, and I could feel some one racing through my mind. All the horrible memories that I had raced through my head, but I didn’t want my weakness to show. “Come on,” I grumbled, “Let’s get off this damn island.”