A Tale of Mischief and Mutants

Time goes by

—-Sam—-

We get into a bit of a routine when Loki isn't there Peter is. When Peter's here he's made it his mission to get me caught up on everything that's happened in the past five years. I still don't really trust the staff here but when Loki's here I feel safe enough. I don't panic like I did during those first few weeks.

I also find that I'm not as jumpy as I was at first, I used to flinch away instinctively every time Loki or Peter moved a hand too quickly in my general direction. I know neither one of them would ever hurt me but I still find myself flinching every now and then. I've been hit far too many times I guess. It's definitely gotten better though and I hope eventually my subconscious self will feel safe enough that this won't happen anymore.

Staying in S.H.I.E.L.D H.Q. has been tough as my injury has required me to keep weight off my leg as much as possible, other than a shower every other day I've been stuck in a chair or in bed. My wounds are healing, the doctors say I'll be able to put weight on my leg and walk around normally by the end of the week. This is good It's been almost two months and as helpful as Loki is I want to be able to do things for myself.

The nightmares haven't stopped and come back almost every night but Loki is always there to help when I wake up. I'm still not talking other than the occasional small conversation with Loki. Loki has explained how he wasn't fully responsible for New York yet he's hesitant about going into detail at all. From what I can tell it's something to do with the Mind Stone.

I don't press him for details because of how uncomfortable he gets every time New York is brought up. He's let me take my time opening up so I'll let him take his. Apparently he hasn't told anyone about the fact that I'm talking to him because S.H.I.E.L.D never amped up the pressure for me to tell them anything and don't use my name.

I know they want information from me. I'm an unidentified mutant that's clearly been trained to fight which to them means I'm definitely a member of a mutant organization outlawed during the Sokovia Accords debacle. Though most of the things in the accords were almost immediately repealed, the anti-mutant politicians made sure mutant groups stayed outlawed.

The Brotherhood, Hellfire Club, Morlocks, and of course the X-men were all labeled as hate groups. It's the most absurd thing. The X-men are anything but, we strive for a peaceful coexistence with non-mutants. I will never sell them out, not for anything. I'd rather rot locked up in some M.R.D facility than reveal anything about them that could put them in any danger they're my family.