Role Play Board: Secrets...

Secrets...

Posted by Emma Frost on 5/13/2009, 8:35 pm, in reply to "Diamonds are Forever"
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Three years after Sentinel attack on Genosha
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"Ms. Frost, I wanted to thank you for speaking to my mom about letting me stay here in Genosha. She's kind of a nervous wreck and is scared to be away from me."

"Ha no tell here you're safe here. You all are safe here.This place was built for kids like you."

"You're going to be alright here."......

Memories such as those has been floating in my head for such a long time now. I feel now as if I lied to all of them. I just wanted them to have a place where they were not hunted or discriminated against. A place that was home.

"Emma?" Scott whispered half-sleep. "Babe are you alright?"

"No. I still hear voices. I can't sleep." I replied.

"Em, that happened three years ago. You did all you possibly could for those students. I can't imagine what ghosts you must have haunting you, but you can't go on for the rest of your life in this way." He said. "I found a way to move on after Jean's death. I found you. Maybe it's time you did the same.I'm not trying to be an ass but ..."

"I know and thanks." I gave him a light kiss on the lips. "I just still feel their pain and fear. It's overwhelming."

"I know babe." He said as I began to drip tears. "I know."

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ONE WEEK LATER

"I am happy with the X-Men. So why am I doing this?" I thought as I got out of my shiny, red BMW Z4. I feel obliged to mention the brand of car because it is perhaps the only decent birthday I have ever gotten. It was from Scott. Scott, the only man I have ever loved. I respect him more than I have any man, and I know that he respects and loves me. I am a telepath, after all.

My musings were interrupted when my phone began ringing.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Emma, when are you getting here?

"Relax, I'm already here" I said as I looked over at the seemingly abandoned log cabin to my left.

"Have you checked for followers?" the voice asked.

"Of course I have, I'm not an amateur." I affirmed annoyed. "Remind me why I am doing this again."

'Because Ms. Frost. I have recently learned through one of my spies that the government is seeking to re-initiate the Sentinel program to aid them in the "War Against Terrot"." The voice remarked. "We have to do something about it and unlike the Avengers or the X-Men, we do not abide by rules like NO KILLING. We all have our purposes for being inducted to this society. We all are elites in our own way. We all are influential."

I hung up the phone in anger. So the Sentinel program was being started yet again? Now I had no doubt in my mind that I had to do this. I had to join this group. It was the only way to stop threats like these. The X-Men is still resented by the common people and I need to do real work without boundaries. Battling the Juggernaut was not going to do any good in the world.

I thought of this as I stepped up the termite-bitten steps of the log cabin. It was the only way. I sensed their thoughts from outside. Plots to bomb Manhattan and to attack factories all over the country were in their minds. Disgusting.

I opened the door...

"Good evening Ms. Frost." eminated the voice of Norman Osborn. The room looked like it did not belong to that of a cabin. The inside was that of a dining room from the Victorian age. The long dining table had six seats. One of them was kindly reserved for me. The five seated were Norman Osborn, Victor Von Doom, Namor, a woman Loki, and finally The Hood. The five most vile people I had ever encountered.

"Welcome to the Cabal."