Jessica

Connection Part One

There was a little boy sitting on the floor of a dark room. His name was Garab but where he lived now, very few people still called him that. Most preferred to address him by Black Box. He didn't mind, after all his first name was given to him by people that rejected him while he came up with the latter on his own.

He needed to sit on the hard floor to meditate but not like those that wish to feel closer to nature. He instead made contact with all that was man made and had electricity rather than a soul. He could talk to them, read their memory, understand their feelings in a way no other creature of flesh could. He was the link between two worlds.

And through his gift he could reach far beyond his room and feel all the artificial life in a huge radius. He sensed the electronic devices of his comrades working diligently, distant parents calling their children, a person reading fanfiction, others looking for knowledge.

Far away from his home he heard a new voice, like a baby making his first steps in the world, and he felt the need to check on it, see what it was and welcome it. When he tried making contact the being on the other side felt distant in all senses of the word then he heard a cold voice.

"You are overhearing— tell your people— tell them I will kill you all—"

Just like that he snapped out of his state of trance and fell on his back, frightened out of his mind. That may have been a newborn but it wasn't a baby, it believed in all of its words undoubtedly. Afraid, he got up and ran outside.

He forgot how harsh the sun was where he now lived, especially for someone with skin as pale as his, but he didn't stop. He kept running even if he had to protect his red eyes from the light. On his way, he tripped and someone came to his aid.

The blonde boy shouted his name and enquired: "Are you alright?"

"Jimmy... I need to see Kitty!... it's important." he said, gasping between each sentence.

"Alright, bub! I'll take you to her, just calm down."

How could he possibly calm down after what he saw? That thing detested him and all the ones he cared about simply for existing and he didn't even know its name.

Far away from them, near an inexplicable forest in the middle of the desert, the one they were looking for was carrying an astonishingly large container above her head, aided by a larger individual on the other side. Her name's Kitty Pryde, depending on who you ask she's either the greatest hero that ever lived or the worst villain in recent history.

"What do you think, oh honourable leader Rasputin?" she asked.

Piotr didn't seem to like the choice of words and he spoke his mind: "That still feels wrong. I don't deserve this, you're my leader."

The two placed the container on the ground and Kitty looked back at him, this time more seriously. "Peter, we talked about this. Utopia is safer in your hands."

"But you did so much for this place."

"No one's come to bother us since you started representing us. They take you more seriously than me."

"Kitty!" shouted a distant voice

She looked worried as Jimmy and Garab ran towards her and Garab fell to his knees, exhausted. She kneeled down and tried to check if he was alright, seeing that he was breathing heavily and sweating excessively.

"I'm here Black Box! What's wrong?"

"Kitty..." he tried to say, catching his breath "We're in trouble... we're in serious danger."

"Calm down, buddy. Just tell me who it is, this time."

"I don't know... I only know that it's in New York."