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Posted by White Queen
on 11/14/2008, 10:23 pm
199.126.180.9
***Somewhere in the Mid West United States***
"I was born in Boston, Massachusetts. If there is such a thing as a disfunctional family; I was born into one. My father, Winston, was a ruthless man. You had to obey him. My mother, Hazel, could never control her substance abuse. She often got high on prescription drugs to cope with the tensions of our household. I used to get these really bad headaches,"
"Like a migraine?" Dr. Hoff asked.
"No, no this was different. This pain affected both sides of the head. It wasn't sharp pain either: it was layered." Emma replied turning in her sofa. "Often my headaches would leave me useless in our household. My sisters Adrienne and Cordelia helped my mother with the house while my father abused..."
"Go on,"
"My father abused...my older brother Christian." Emma says breaking into tears. "Christian was a homosexual and my father hated him. I can still hear him weeping as my father lashed out at him. He couldn't help it."
"How do you know your father hated Christian?" He asked.
Emma, still crying turned and looked straight towards Dr. Hoff, "I read his mind."
"You what?"
"Well my headaches manifested into this incredible ability. I...I can read a persons mind like a novel."
"Is that so?" Dr. Hoff said as he jolted down some more notes. "What am i thinking now?"
"You think I'm crazy but I'm not. I can do more then just read peoples minds now. I have learned how to control my power."
"Emma, stop...Don't do it Emma. Emma!" Quickly Dr. Hoff stood up and knocked over the wooden arm chair he had been sitting in. He grimaced in pain and fear as he threw himself around the room.
"I think I'll be asking the questions from here on out Dr. Hoff. Where to start....Hmmm. What are your deepest sub-conscience fears?"
"Emma! Ahhrgg." Just like that he fell over, like a stone. Emma turned towards the brick wall that was now her prison. With a fierce grunt she formed a large amount of psionic energy. With her mind she projected it at the brick in an astral terrer. She was free, for now.
Dr. James burst into the room, the doctor was face down on the floor next to the centered table. Both chairs were overturned. It looked almost as if a bomb had just went off. There was debris scattered from the force of the blast. The man on the floor, Dr. Hoff, was lying in a pool of his own blood. It would appear that whatever or whomever Dr. Hoff was containing in this cell got away.\
"Check his pulse!" James said as he surveyed the hole in the wall. His helper motioned towards assignment.
"Yes sir, right away sir!" the helper said, bending down to his findings. "Sir, he is dead."
"God damnit! This Institution can't afford these things. Call security...we need to catch up to her" He said leaving the room.
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