Post by Hope Summers on Oct 5, 2014 0:37:30 GMT -5
{ Hope. The name i've heard whispered when referring to me. It has become my name. But to them it is more than just a name, but what I am. They say I am the Messiah, that within me is the only chance for mutant kind to rise and survive. But in the same breaths I hear I am destruction and devastation. That I could see everything around me and everything I hold dear burn to the ground. What thoughts to have in the mind of a 10 year old girl. Normal, what would be it be like? Should I be playing with dolls? Perhaps studying in class or learning how to put on make-up and about boys. What i'd give for a simple hairbrush to run through my hair. But instead I have learned to fire a weapon, to patch wounds, and to do whatever ti takes to survive, even if it means doing things a 10 year old shouldn't have to. But it has kept me alive, that and the man over there. My protector. But I can see it in his eyes, i'm much more than that to him. He treats me as a father would treat his daughter, the unconditional love determination to keep me safe. My existence has turned friends into foes and foes into allies, yet his strength to guide and protect has never wavered. I have to be thankful, but still at times, I do wonder what it would be like to be that normal 10 year old girl. }
A hand was gently placed upon Hope's shoulder. " Almost time to go, we can't stay here much longer." Calina calmly said to Hope before giving a slight smile and walking back over to the small campfire where Cable sat cross legged, facing the flames. Hope nodded, standing up and brushing the dirt and debris from the shins of her uniform. Then checking her gear and her pack, she walked over to the rest of the group at the fire.
{ The other woman with the red hair. I can see the same fire that burns within me, also burn inside her. I feel a connection without knowing exactly who she is or how that connection is formed. And now we must run again, as the man with the dreads, that was once believed a friend and a teammate, is convinced my existence is only going to lead to death, and that my death will save them all. }
Hope stared deeply into the fire, closing her eyes for a second and taking a deep breath. Upon opening them, she centered herself. " I'm ready." She said just barely above a whisper.
A hand was gently placed upon Hope's shoulder. " Almost time to go, we can't stay here much longer." Calina calmly said to Hope before giving a slight smile and walking back over to the small campfire where Cable sat cross legged, facing the flames. Hope nodded, standing up and brushing the dirt and debris from the shins of her uniform. Then checking her gear and her pack, she walked over to the rest of the group at the fire.
{ The other woman with the red hair. I can see the same fire that burns within me, also burn inside her. I feel a connection without knowing exactly who she is or how that connection is formed. And now we must run again, as the man with the dreads, that was once believed a friend and a teammate, is convinced my existence is only going to lead to death, and that my death will save them all. }
Hope stared deeply into the fire, closing her eyes for a second and taking a deep breath. Upon opening them, she centered herself. " I'm ready." She said just barely above a whisper.
