Crimson Strength - The Gifted [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 2

"Hey, hey! We got a new mutie!" one of the inmates' yells from in their cell.

I don't even bother to look through the metal bars that make up my cell. Instead, I lay on my bunk, staring at the bars that hold the other bed above me.  The once loud yells and cheers of the other inmates have now disappeared. It soon becomes quiet enough so that I can hear the new inmate talk to another person. As I listen to the conversation, one voice sounds familiar. Listening closer, the voice's familiarity is soon painted into a picture. 

"Lorna?" I whisper. 

My whisper is drowned out by the sound of the bell and our doors are automatically unlocked. I quickly walk out of mine but I can't seem to find the new inmate. Looking around at everyone, they stay as far away from me as possible, fear evident in their eyes. Eventually, with the threat of more tasing, I follow the rest into the dining hall. 

I sit against the wall with my food in hand and scratch at the skin beneath my collar. A pair of guards come over with tasers, obviously wanting me to sit at a table. Despite the electric shock, I glare at the officers and let my powers shine through. Soon they sulk away in fear and I eat in peace. Watching from the windows that overlook the hallway, another line of inmates are escorted to the showers. A mutant collar catches my attention but what sparks my curiosity more is who was wearing it. Lorna...

How did she end up in here?

The bell rings again, forcing us all to dispose of our plates. As I toss mine into the disposal, teh lunch lady sees that my plate looked untouched. 

"That's the 8th meal in a row sweetie. I know it ain't the best food but you gotta eat." she says worried.

"I can't, not until I have her back."

When I say that, all eyes were on us. I glare again and quickly walk out with the others ahead of me, going towards the courtyard. After a few minutes, Lorna and the other inmates were also escorted into the small area. Of course, Lorna was immediately ganged up on. 

In typical Lorna fashion, she says something to the bully resulting in a punch to the face from one of her minions... repeatedly. Before another punch could be thrown, I grab onto the inmate's hand from far away, a red wave guarding my hand like always. The collar quickly picks up on my abilities and begins to shock me. Before I succumbed to the pain, I threw the inmate against the chain-link fence. 

My hands become unguarded once again as I grab onto the collar and cough harshly. The continuous shock drops me to my knees and my coughing continues. Once it's over, the burning from the electric pulsing still remains. As I stand back up and wipe the blood from my nose, the bully looks at me in shock. She confidently walks over to me, but her eyes give way to her fear.

"You know her?" she asks. I raise my eyebrow and take a step forward, causing her to step back.

"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" I say, wiping away the small amount of blood from beneath my nose again.

"Awfully mouthy to be one of yours," she replies. 

"Well she's mine and she's off limits. Or would you like another scar to magically appear on your face?" I threaten.

Before the other woman could reply, a group of guards intervene. They grab Lorna, her assailant and I, quickly removing us from the courtyard. All three of us are instantly thrown into solitary confinement for the night. Screaming out of frustration, knowing that my reward was gone now, I throw the pillow at the door with my bare hands. After I get it all out, I sit on the stone bed and wait to be released.

The night seemed to last forever but I still didn't move. It wasn't worth it to move, the collar would just rub against my raw skin. During the last few hours of my punishment, I hear Lorna speaking with someone. The voice hit me with heavy memories like a ton of bricks. It was Agent Turner. 

"Just thought I'd let you know that I'm about to take down all of your friends in the Mutant Underground. Including your baby daddy, Marcos Diaz." his muffled voice echoes.

My eyes widen and my body is weighed down by shock. Lorna's pregnant? Before my thoughts could continue, the door to my cell suddenly opens to reveal Agent Turner. I force my body to stay loose and calm while my face conveys feigned disinterest. But inside, I'm terrified. He has her and every wrong move I make puts her in more danger.

"We meet again, Agent Turner." I cock my head to the side and smirk sarcastically. 

"So, Ms. Dane? You were able to use your abilities despite your collar?" the agent asks while sitting across from me.

"Don't worry, your little toy still tried to kill me." I say in monotone, my head becoming level again, the smirk disappearing.

"But you were able to use your powers longer with no permanent damage." The agent corrects.

"You think permanent scars are not permanent damage?" I spit. 

"Well they didn't stop you from using your powers...again," he reminds.

"We were never meant to be controlled." I say quickly after.

Agent Turner just looks down at his notepad and begins to write and a silence in the room then settles. I remain loose, uninterested. But, I bite at the hole in my lip and tense my feet up from within my shoes. Turner then sighs and stands up, a tense energy radiating off of him. I bite harder at the hole. 

"I'm afraid that since your collar can no longer control you properly, you will need to be transferred to a maximum security facility. Because of how dangerous the compound is, you will no longer be granted visitation privileges with your daughter." 

Without control, a plethora of tears pour down my face and my collar begins to shock me again. If I could scream out, I would. But all I see is red around Agent Turned. Red waves emit from my hands against my will and everything in the room begins to float above the ground. Everything that is suspended in the air scares him and a deadly thought enters my mind. Without a second thought, I quickly flick my wrist, sending everything at him. He quickly closes the door before a scratch could be made. Growling in anger, I quickly stand from my bench and hit the metal door hard, still glaring at him through the tiny plastic window.

"I'm going to get Danielle back from you, you bastard!" I scream. "And that's a guarantee!"