crazy little thing called love - quicksilver f.f. [ON HOLD]

ch. 23 - power

- HARRY'S POV -

Magneto had thrown each of is into our own sleek white rooms. The rooms were bare other than a small bed in the corner and a hole, which I assumed was a toilet. On one side of the room, a glass window spanned the face of a wall. It looked out into the hallway we walked in when we were thrown in here. There were rooms beside me and in front of me. All identical. All with a clear glass pane on the wall.

Logan was in the room across from me. We mouthed the words we were going to say, and thankfully, we understood what each of us were saying.

Every now and then I feel a humming from my hands and my feet. I thought it was just the isolation getting to me. Or maybe I was just shaking. I didn't know.

Sometimes I could hear May sob from the room next to me. No matter how bitchy she is in public, this experience has broken her down. Samuel doesn't seem to care. He kept glancing at her and then looking back at the pearly white walls that he had been staring at for days on end.

I've head prison is something like this. If you get sent to isolation of course. You can't talk to anyone in isolation. Obviously.

One day the humming sound came back. Only louder, and more powerful. I looked up to see Logan staring at me with a frown on his face.

"What's wrong?" I mouthed to him.

"There's a humming sound and it's coming from your cell."

I looked down at my hands, that were still vibrating furiously. By now, everybody was watching me. I lifted my eyes to the window, and moved closer to the object. I was thrown back violently as soon as I got within a foot of the glass.

I tried again, but ended with the same result. I felt everything now. I felt the cells in my body, I felt the electric waves drifting towards me from the luminescent lights.

My brain knew everything I needed to do. Raising my hand, with the palm facing the window, I closed my eyes. I focused on the glass pane. I thought of millions of glass pieces flying across the room. I thought of the people I would save.

I thought of Rose. And suddenly, a blue beam of light shot out from my hand, and shattered the bullet proof glass.

Everyone, shocked as they were, motioned for me to let them out too. But I still didn't know how it happened. I had finally gotten a power. I finally fit in. My flower finally bloomed.

I stepped over the broken glass that laid on the floor. I first let Logan out, and the first thing he did was hug me.

"I'm proud of you, kid." He ruffled my hair and stepped back, letting me go free the others. Everyone was out, and suddenly I was their leader. We all moved silently up the metal steps, not knowing where they led to. 

I hoped it was to freedom. Or Elle and Peter. Or someone good.

We emerged from a pothole and looked around. Desert, everywhere. There was no sign of our van, unfortunately. We were in the middle of nowhere, with no food, or water, and no car. We were stuck.