Originally posted by Lt_Championlance jumped abit looked towards her some and relaxed "when i lefed i placed somethign important with blayzes stuff im lookign for it
Bonnie blinks looking around some "Lance.... What are you looking for" she asks, she was going to ask him a question and managed to find him here
"what is it?" she asks "I might beable to help" bonnie says
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Rock looks at him, her head jerking to face him, she still holds her guitar as if playing though she has stopped "Your the zombie" she says bluntly, meaning he was dead but isn't "What do you want with me"
'He likely heard about me loosing my mind. hmph. Let them think I am nuts. Gives me more of an excuse to attack anyone who ticks me off. No one would ever care enough to find out I'm normal, especially not this particular brat. If it wasn't for DJ I wouldn't be as nice to THAT woman as I am. Now what the h*ll does he want'
Aaron dismissed the girl's hectic thoughts and ignored her brutal comment. "I think you need to calm down, Rock. I'm not here to argue or fight with you. I simply want to ask you a few questions." Even though he was the one that approached her, Aaron was quickly growing annoyed with Rock.
"I want to know how you did it? How'd you get my father to show you any kind of emotion? He never once smiled at me. Or frowned. Or yelled or anything. Yet he's able to treat you like you're so important. I read his mind when I returned. I know how much you means to him. So I'm asking he you did it?
"And don't give me that 'you went crazy' shtick because we both know you're not crazy at all. You let people think you are because you crave attention." He wasn't trying to go there, but Aaron couldn't help but pull this from Rock's mind. "You always felt so slighted and ignored in your life. You never had a family because you were genetically engineered in a place you don't like to remember.
"You were made for a specific reason but because you developed you own personality, you escaped from that place that created you to be a weapon and nothing more. No one ever loved you and that was all you wanted. You made your way here because you thought you fit in with everyone else but you never did. You were too dangerous and violent and unstable."
Aaron didn't know if what he was saying was true or not but he felt so relieved to say it. It was as if these emotions were locked ujp inside him for so long that he couldn't stop himself from saying them. He knew these were Rock's emotions but had no idea why he had tapped into them. He was also creating images in both their minds that corresponded to what he was saying to and feeling from the girl.
"Lance was he first one to show you any sort of emotional response so you felt drawn to him. You didn't want him to leave you so you did things that made him feel responsible for you. And if he felt responsible for you, he wouldn't leave you."
Then the image of Pintar and his mirror world came into both their minds. "When Pintar tried to make you think you killed Lance, you knew that was a trick. Lance was trying to convince you he was alive but you were so determined to make him stay that you actually drove him away. And when he did leave, you knew it was your fault. So you did everything you could think of that would make him come back."
The memory of Rock attempting to bring down the school flashed across their minds followed swiftly by being held in the school's brig and depowered by Ben. "That's when you tried to convince people you were crazy. Surely if enough people thought that, word you get to Lance and he would return. If he came back, everything would be alright. But he didn't come back. And you were too weak to be strong that you almost made yourself believe you were crazy. Too weak to even defend yourself."
More memories flooded them ranging from Rock's transfer to the mental institution to Donny's abuse to the self inflicted abuse she was causing to herself. When Aaron was finally able to regain control of himself from all of Rock's pinned up emotions, he didn't know what to say.
This girl had been through so much just to feel loved by someone. He felt a deep pity for her considering the fact that she figured that she brought it on herself. He himself wasn't able to figure out what was her fault and what wasn't. Be one thing he was sure of was the fact that Rock wasn't crazy in the least. He looked at her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Your emotions were just so strong that my telepathy picked up on them and they came out through me because you would never release them.
"You shouldn't do that to yourself," Aaron said in a disapproving tone. "Its not healthy for you and that's why you don't have anyone. Because you yourself force them away and you know it. You need to get yourself together because what's gonna happen if my father leaves again? What are you gonna do?" She would be alone for the rest of her life if she stays the way she is. He shook his head mournfully for the girl but waited for her response.
The dreams were always the worst. Leon Astra, knowing full well that he was barely alive, had taken refuge inside his own mind. He thought it was safer than what would await him when he woke up, but he could not have been more wrong. He was inside his own personal hell, an empty plane of whiteness that stretched forever in all directions. He felt as if he weighed twice as much as normal, and the air was so thin that at times he felt like he was suffocating. For what felt like days, this was all that Leon dreamed of.
But then they came. Thousands, no, millions, of Hive monsters would suddenly appear and attack, and at first, Leon could do nothing, weakened as he was by the thin air and gravity. He could feel their screams shatter his eardrums, and their claws dig into their flesh. This torture would persist for what seemed like weeks, and then suddenly the creatures would vanish, leaving the boy in an empty purgatory once more.
This would continue in an endless cycle. Weeks of nothingness, followed by weeks of attacking Hive. Initially, Leon did nothing, hoping that if he remained stationary, he would not feel anything. This was, after all, a dream and nothing more. Once again he was sadly mistaken. The pain could not have been worse even if it was real. Desperate, willing to try anything, Leon started to lash out, letting loose shockwave after shockwave at his enemies, until he could do no more and collapsed, listening to the mocking laughter of his friends echo over the sound of his own screaming. At times he could have sworn he heard Sam's voice. She wasn't laughing, but he could not hear what she was saying. All he knew was that she was sad for some reason. If only he could do something to help...
But try as he might, Leon could not shake himself from this nightmare. All he could do was fight, and so fight he did. On and on, in an endless succession of quick victories and long painful defeats at the hands of an an enemy he knew no longer existed. Over time, he developed strategies and techniques during the times when he was alone, but each time he thought of something new, an intense pain would suddenly erupt in his right arm. Leon knew this was somehow significant, as the last thing he remembered feeling before falling unconscious was a sharp burning sensation in that arm.
So even though he saw no end to this hellish routine, no matter the pain in his arm, Leon continued fighting, getting better and better with each individual blow. His victories quickened, and his defeats slowed, and after effecting his latest technique, eventually disappeared altogether. In time he began to see this as less of a nightmare, and more of an incredibly intense training regimen. But even training must come to an end, thought the leader of Strikeforce. When was it his turn... ?
Katt couldn't believe her eyes. She shook her head to clear it then rubbed her eyes. She looked dumbfoundedly from the little stick to the box several times before she threw them both in the garbage. She looked at herself in her and Ben's bathroom mirror and wiped the tears from her eyes. She hadn't even noticed she was crying.
Everything suddenly changed in her mind's eye. She wouldn't be able to go on missions for a couple years. Hell, she wouldn't even be able to utilize the training facilities for about a year. That was gonna be hard to deal with. After all, she was a feral and they were born to fight.
Then she started thinking about Ben. How would he feel? Would he be happy they were going to have a baby or was he not ready for another. True, Andy wasn't their child by birth but they did have custody of him. He was with Ben since Andy was 7 years old and Ben was eighteen. That was a lot of responsibility for someone so young. Ben never complained, however and it was obvious how much he loved Andy. But a baby?
Would he be happy? With all the crying and late night feedings? Katt knew she'd be irritated with all of that. It was a good thing that they didn't have to worry about money. Each teacher was given a government funded stipend for their services at the school and every hero was taken care of thanks to Jordan's multi billion dollar company. They were financially secure and ready for a baby. But emotionally? Mentally?
Then there was Andy. She thought that he would know already considering he was becoming quite adept in the use of his powers. He was able to get a premonition if he tried hard enough but they still caught him off guard most of the time. But he was able to get a feel for something intuitively. Guess correctly. So because of that fact, Katt was convinced that Andy knew already. She would have to tell him to keep it to himself until she told Ben. He could do that. Andy was an expert at keeping secrets. But how would he feel?
His entire life, he was an only child. Now he would have to share his guardians love and affection with a new baby. Would he be jealous of all the attention the baby would receive. She really doubted that. He was old enough to know better. A new baby didn't mean that they would love him any less. But only time would tell.
In the meantime, she had to figure out how she would tell Ben. But for now, it was her little secret. She placed her hands on her flat and toned stomach and was shocked at how hard it was. She saw a smile creep across her face and knew that she already loved the baby regardless of just finding out she was pregnant. That also made her start thinking how stupid she was being to doubt her husband.
Of course he could handle the. Of course he would be happy. He was the one who said he couldn't wait to have a little one running around the place. He would often tell her that he wondered what kind of powers their children would have. If they would be magical or feral or both or something else altogether. Katt thought it adorable hat Ben actually pondered about things like that and it made her fall even deeper in love with him. She herself never thought of having kids. It wasn't as if she didn't want to have children with Ben. It was just the fact that she thought of herself as a warrior. And warriors weren't parents. But that was all changing as she was rubbing her stomach.
She started thinking about names. About the baby's sex. If it'd be a daddy's girl or momma's boy (in the vaguest of sense.) Who it'd look like. What it would sound like when it cried. What kind of personality it would have. Suddenly, she couldn't wait for Ben to come back to their room. She knew he was busy getting caught back up on things, so she wouldn't rush him. But she couldn't wait until he walked through that door.
Kiss my pasty white @**" Rock responds pissed off now "I DID go crazy, because I thought I HAD killed him, the closest thing to a family I have had since My powers came in. I am a natural mutant not an experiment and its none of your Business if I bottle up my emotions or not"
her metal accessories floating somewhat now, the memories she has just gotten over returning making her all the madder "I didn't try to destroy the school to prove I was nuts I did it to prove them all right, that I am a monster" she says nearly yelling now. Her mind flashing with memories of her childhood, the home she had with her family collapsing killing her family. Her mind then shows Her being homeless, afraid and alone, stealing the supplies she needed to survive, followed by finding this place. The day she arrives flashes in her mind the image of Lance saying she was a monster, followed by the way she had to kill him, erupting from the fake lance’s stomach in his dragon form. Her attacking the school thinking she was a monster for killing lance.
Then it goes to Her torurture in the mental institution with Donny, her physical pain easing the emotional pain. Her mind flashes again showing the emotional pain no longer fading with the physical pain, she became more despirate to make the pain stop, to the point her mind had tried to ease it for her by showing her hallucinations of lance and the others. She really went nuts that day. She glares shaking faintly from the memories.
"Lance was the only one who wouldn't put up with my behavior, and the only one who could make me listen. Maybe he'd do the same for you if you didn't go around listening to the private thoughts of everyone around you. Ever consider that?" she says loudly in anger. The next flash is of the teachers, the only adults to ever take her in turning her away saying she didn’t want to get better.
She had no home, no friends, nothing, she lost track of reality fully, just sitting on a street corner playing her guitar so she could know she wasn’t dead, so she could feel SOMETHING. She didn’t intend to eat, or even move. Just play, until Lance found her and forced her to accept reality, and abandon her insanity.
When she finally was forced to snap out of it and return to being sane, she found the one she was absolutely the closest to was murdered leaving her with only Lance. Lance is the only one who would take her in, who would take in a trouble maker, not just that but a mutant trouble maker.
She glares at him the metal in range of her power floating slightly, the building not really reacting due to the weight, the force making it float isn't strong enough to move it yet. “Maybe he doesn't want a spoiled brat like you as his son.”
Originally posted by Lt_Championlance frowned abit " ill be fine you needed something " he asked evasively not looking at her was digging threw some cabinets he wasnt lookign to good at the moment
"what is it?" she asks "I might beable to help" bonnie says
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Rock looks at him, her head jerking to face him, she still holds her guitar as if playing though she has stopped "Your the zombie" she says bluntly, meaning he was dead but isn't "What do you want with me"
'He likely heard about me loosing my mind. hmph. Let them think I am nuts. Gives me more of an excuse to attack anyone who ticks me off. No one would ever care enough to find out I'm normal, especially not this particular brat. If it wasn't for DJ I wouldn't be as nice to THAT woman as I am. Now what the h*ll does he want'
"You really don't need to try to convince me, Rock, cause I could care less. And like I said before, I didn't try to read your mind. It was screaming out to be heard. And I'm not even close to a brat, either. I've made my peace with Lance not caring about me, but that doesn't mean that I'm not curious about him. He is my father after all." He took notice of her jewelry floating about her and figured it was her powers flaring. He was unconcerned, though.
"But those emotions came from somewhere. My telepathy just picked up on it. But if I was wrong, I'm sorry. I'm not trying to get on your bad side. I just want to know why Lance shows you affection. He isn't particularly known for his show of emotions."
"Congradulations you have a father, and a mother. I have no one why the h*ll does it matter why he treats me the way he does? You have your mother, I have no one but him. For somone not trying to get on my bad side your very good at it." she glares still 'unaware brats are the worst kind' her mind says, metal drifting into her palm "Im not stupid, I can see the jealousy you have. Whats the matter, dont want to share one of your parents with someone who lost theirs" she asks angerly
"You did not just seriously ask why does it matter to me that my father treats you better than me. Because he's my father!" Aaron's eyes glowed with fury before he composed himself somewhat. "I'm sorry you lost your parents, Rock. I really am. But let me ask this: how would you feel if the shoe were on the other foot?
"If Lance were your birth father and didn't give a lick about you? How would that make you feel. And then I show up and he starts loving me outta nowhere. Everything that he was supposed to feel for you was transferred onto some stranger with no explanation. You're saying that you wouldn't want to know the same thing? If I just came outta nowhere and took your father's love and affection."
Originally posted by starryknight
Zero gave a mischievous smile, "yeah lets go," she said about to make Vincent regret his words.
Rock glares "NO I wouldn't. Not if I had at least one parent, and they none. Just because he is your father doesn't mean you have to know anything about why he cares for me as if I was his own blood. Maybe he cares more about me because I'm not a d**n zombie. Or maybe its just that you remind him too much of that thing you call a mom." she snaps the metal in her hand coating her hand fully to reenforce it
Aaron shook his head. This girl was going to be no help whatsoever. He looked at her hand with a careless expression. Was she trying to threaten him? He didn't care. She was nothing to him. "You can call me whatever you like, Rock and you can say whatever you want about my mom. It doesn't matter. And you wanna know why? Because you and Bonnie are Lance's second choice.
"He's only with you two because he's not with me and my mom. I'm not saying that he doesn't love you cause he does. But that's only because something isn't right between us. I wonder what would happen if he and I did develop a relationship. Where would that leave you?"
The girl was fast. Aaron would give her that. But her anger made her sloppy. He formed a telekinetic dome in front of himself so that Rock didn't damage him. He made the dome soft so she wouldn't hurt her hand, although he thought he was being far too nice. But he did grab hold of her hand when it came in contact with the cushioned dome.
"You wondered the same thing when I came back, didn't you?"
The dome simply absorbed Rock's punch. "Of course you did," Aaron said knowingly. If their roles were reversed, he would worry about the same thing. Rock was threatened by him. He didn't know why. She had the one thing that he wanted.
"You're gonna need to get a hold of yourself. I'm not gonna fight you."