I live for you.

Chapter 8 - The Masked

There are some new charecters in this chapter. One of them that is not my own. She belongs to QueenOfTheNerds1071. She belongs to her book "Special Marvel: Special"  It is a great Capn america avengers book. I just love it and we both agreed to use each others charecters. I hope you enjoy :) happy reads. 

A week had passed in preparations. We had hunted down other cut agents of Fate and convinced us to help us. By friday we had a small army of "freaks" as we now were. We were left as freaks in this world without hapinness. With out love. Us who could do extraordinary things. Castor could summon things to him. As in think of an object that would soon appear in his hand. He could manipulate certain animals to do his bidding. He was one of the very powerful ones. Some only had an immense fighting ability or could do some amazing stunts with their brains.

I was different, when they recruitted me they gave me an option like they gave Castor. Had I known the ending they had planned for me I might've chose something else but instead I chose on of the most powerful ones. I could control the elements. Bend them all to my will. Fire, wind, water, and rock were as easily manipulated to me as a young impressionable child. 

On the last day of the preparations for the attack Castor came up to me as we trained the others. They were rusty and wouldnt be a very formidible force, yet they would be enough. They would simply be a diversion while we took Tony from Pepper's side. I smiled at the thought as Castor walked up to me and smiled. 

"Cousin," he commanded "I would like you to talk a walk with me. I want to show you something."

"Of course," I nodded waving to my assistant to continue the training as I walked off with my cousin. 

He walked me out of the court yard and through the hall ways slowly and methodically. His hands held behind his back. 

"When do you think it will be safe to remove the bandages?" I asked, reffereing to my still wrapped up face. 

"That is what this is about," He said motioning for me to go through an archway to my left. 

It lead us into the metal working area. He lead me along between the rows of black smiths creating special weapons for us. Much like they had done before, like us, they had been cut. He lead me to a door way in the corner of the room. He opened it and motioned for me to enter first. I did and turned to look as he entered. He motioned to the black smiths outside. There was some shuffling, then three of them came through the door holding something. 

They set it on the table Castor motioned to and left the room. The walls were covered in mirrors and there was a single table in the middle of the room, with two chairs on either side of it. 

"Please sit," he said as he walked over and looked underneath the black cloth covering what the black smiths had brought in. 

I sat down across from the other chair at the table. He smiled at me and leaned down beside me. I turned towards him. He took a dagger from his belt and cut a piece of my bandage off. He began to unravel it and I cast my eyes down not wanting to see my own reflection again. 

When it was done he titled my chin up and moved aside so I could see it in the mirror. He looked at me blankly with his jaw clenched. 

"Look in the mirror" He stated firmly. 

I clenched my jaw as the cool air seemed to whip at my face even though there was very little air flow in the room. I cast my eyes around him and onto the large wall with mirrors on it. I stared at  my  sloppily sewn together and scarred face. I grimaced which turned my once appealing features even worse. A helpless noise escaped from between my lips.