That day went by very slowly, which I didn't mind. After the terror that I had just witnessed, I was happy to get a small spasm of relaxation.
Peter decided to show me around, and I felt like I was traveling through a maze. There was an endless array of hallways and rooms that were big enough to be houses on their own, and I still felt a strange sense of de ja vu. Something about this place seemed....familiar.
I was suddenly jolted out of my thoughts by a chorus of voices. I grimaced a little, not too pleased that I would have to listen to them once more. Peter looked over to me with concern. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked, and I nodded in reply.
"It's just a bit," I paused, racking my memory for a good word to describe my struggles. Terrifying. "Difficult to adjust, is all."
"Alright...but seriously, if you need to go back to your room or-"
"I'll be fine." I put a smile on my face, trying to make it seem as genuine as possible. His worry turned to excitement as he led me down a hallway.
"Great, because there's a few people I want to introduce you to."
Oh God....people? Actual living people?
I reluctantly followed Peter, not entirely sure I wanted to meet these 'people' he had mentioned.
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Telekinetic (Quicksilver)
FanfictionWhen her powers start to come in, Mercy Hemsworth doesn't know what to do. Her strange eyes are already scaring people off, and she has been bullied constantly. When her parent's decide to move out to the suburbs. A not-too-excited Mercy is forced t...
