Fire Starter

Chapter Six: New York

Two weeks had passed since he threw the party for the new potential investors. Two weeks since she watched another innocent person get burned from the inside out because he got injected with her blood, with the promise that he would be saved from whatever ailed him. That was a side effect of her blood, it had healing powers up to a certain point. It worked that way for her mother and her sister, their blood healed each other. It healed almost every injury she ever had, it kept her immune to disease and from getting sick. It's what made her perfect for Strucker and even more perfect for Killian and his awful project. Aiden shot up from her slumber, her skin felt colder than usual and her damp with tears. She stood up shaking, her hands trembling as she ran her fingers through her hair. She went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. She looked at herself in the mirror only to see the man from two weeks ago. The exhaustion that was set in his eyes and his oily blond hair that stuck to his forehead. The more she looked, the more she saw him. She saw the way he tensed when they injected him with the blood, her blood, how his skin started to get the orangish-red streaks; the way they snaked up his arms and into his neck before his whole body started to burn. How he screamed when it started to burn, the way she felt his life leave his body as he screamed for help. Aiden quickly pulled her gauze from the mirror, wiping the tears away with the back of her hand. When she pulled her hand away from her face, she noticed the light blue color of the skin and closed her eyes. A few weeks ago she started noticing this new development. Her skin was blue, not in a dyed way from breaking an ink pen, but in a way that she was literally blue way. Usually she remained her usual placid white-gray tone, but she noticed when she had a particularly bad episode, it faded into the color she was seeing now. She took a few deep breaths before opening her eyes again and noticed it fading back into her normal hue. She splashed more water on her face before walking out of the room to grab some clothes for the day.

"Mister Killian," she greeted, when she saw him sitting on the bed, before quickly turning around to see him.

"Good Morning my little princess, " he responded, "Sleep well?"

She backed herself against the wardrobe as she looked at him, "Yes," she responded coldly. "Wh-why are you here?"

He stood up from her bed and walked over to her, "We're moving,"

"Wh-what? WHY!" she asked, raising her voice.

His gaze turned cold, "Don't use that tone with me, pet. Things have changed, I am telling you now. You have three hours to pack everything up. We are leaving the furniture, the new warehouse is already stocked with everything we need."

"What do you mean it's all changed?" she asked, worry was taking over her.

He grabbed her face and kissed her forehead, "That's nothing for you to worry about."

She resisted the urge to rip out of his grasp, "They're getting suspicious aren't they?" she replied looking up at him, "You can't lie to me." she told him, immediately reading his mind.

He roughly grabbed her face, "I've told you not to use your little mind trick on me."

"I-I'm sorry," she stuttered, "I just...I don't like not knowing things. I wanted to make you're you weren't sending me back."

He released her, "No I'm not sending you back...at least not right now."

She nodded her head, he often threatened to send her back to HYDRA, but not back to Strucker when she didn't do what he wanted. He promised that she'd become one of the mind-washed soldiers, the ones who had less control over their bodies that she did. That terrified her more than anything.