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Posted by Vixen
on 3/13/2009, 6:48 pm
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Truck… that’s what I would be telling people I had been hit with, if they were to ask me. My head thumps as if it has suddenly grown a second heart; its loud pulse slams hard against my ears almost forcing me awake. My eyes open and once more pain creeps into my body, but slowly like a jigsaw piece by piece I begin to see my surroundings, I say see but its dark down here, wherever here is. I try and move and once again I’m forced to learn more about my own body, I’m restrained. Extending my senses outwards I am soon able to feel the cold hard touch of metal around my wrists and ankles.
“Fox”
No sooner have I said the word, than does my whole world of vision change. My eyes adjust to the dark, allowing me to take in what is clearly some sort of lab. My body is stretched across a vertical table made of cold metal, to my left more devices that at best guess serve a purpose fit for torture. To my right jars and lots of them, worse still from the smell every one of them contains human flesh.
“This is one whacked out freak show, no way I’m sticking around. GORILLA” with all the strength in my body I pull against the shackles that hold me here, I hear the metal twist and turn, bending slowly but surely against the relentless onslaught of my strength, soon enough I hear the snap I’ve been waiting for.
“Aghhh my pet, I see you are awake”
The voice startles me, I suppress the girl like scream that tries to escape my cracked lips and instead I call upon the lion. Sniffing around I’m puzzled by the lack of scent and yet still the voice calls to me.
“You heal quickly my dear and your abilities don’t just stop there do they, no a world of power is channelled through that body of yours. Yes I chose wisely when selecting you”
“Who are you, show yourself”
The light that illuminates the room is so intense to my fragile senses that for a few brief moments I am blind.
“My dear child I will tell you this, they call me Essex, Nathanial Essex’s. But most people call me Sinister.”
The white face I se4e before me barely becomes visible before the entire room spins, a wave of vertigo washes over me and I collapse to the hard cold floor. The last thing I hear is once more the sound of Sinister whispering into my ear.
“Sleep child and when you awake you will truly be an animal”
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The Watchtower:
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I awaken with a scream, one that can be heard for several rooms down the hall but surprisingly it is J’onn that enters my room. Like a ghost he phases through the floor before re-solidifying in front of wear I sit clutching a glass water.
“Mari are you alright?”
His words are simple and his tone gentle, but my body and mind are frozen to his warm words. Instead I continue to take a sip of water as if instinctively I am of the understanding that water, even just this sip will heal my soul.
“Mari” once more the Martians words try to free me from personal prison, this time I feel the heat on his words sink deeper inside my head, like a hypnotic suggestion I feel his mind drift over my own searching for answers. Suddenly the warmth is gone and once more I feel frozen ice caress my body, stiffening my joints.
“You are not Vixen”
I try and scream, but now it is not my own body that refuses to move. It is the Martian that prevents me. Only my thoughts remain my own, but for how long remains to be seen. For the second time in what feels like as many hours, my world spins and as the darkness shrouds all around me, I can’t help but think to myself, it is really cold.
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“Perform the test again”
“I have J’onn several times and the results are conclusive. The woman on that table is Vixen”
“It is not”
“What proof do you have, cause so far I’m finding it hard not to believe the medical scans and blood tests”
“This Vixen is cold, the fire of her mind is gone. Nothing of what Vixen was remains, so I’ll ask you one once more, repeat the test”
“Fine, I will but I’m telling you now the results will be the same and J’onn you had better get some more proof that she isn’t who she appears to be before she wakes, up pretty pissed off”
“Keep running the tests, and I will endeavour to get the information that you ask”
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