DAYS OF FUTURE PAST, Issue #2

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Gabriel 'Gabe' Adams, HP 2/2

Gabe glanced up at Eleyna and Lorenzo, taking his eyes off Sammy for a moment. "I don't really know what's going on, but at least we're not in a prison cell or mutant camp. Whatever this guy's reasons, he did get us out." Despite his words, Gabe seemed uncertain, glancing around nervously. "I guess we just wait and see." Gabe smiled reassuringly at Eleyna, though he couldn't help looking a little worried. He checked on Sammy again, focusing on seeing how he was doing in preference to really thinking about their situation.
 

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Valerie Dobson aka Kyle Graham hp 2/2

"Actually, I am pretty sure I am a mutant, just something .. unusual." Kyle says in his new 'teen' version of the FBI agent. "The more I think about it, the more I think something is interferring with my main power."
 

Andrew whisper to Catherine.

"Quiet, lady. You are having a bad dream... it will end soon. Quiet."

Finally arriving somewhere. I hope we will be able to lead her back home or somewhere safe. Keeping her with us, I doubt it is safe for us... ... mutants... we are mutants. And what next. What are my powers? Maybe those who help us escape can help on that too...


He listen to Gabe. After a moment, he answer him.

"Maybe he helps us escape, maybe he will continue to help us, but I think we just found the least of two nigthmares... I suggest we stay on our guards. We don't know what awaits us next... If only Catherine could be elsewhere, it would be a burden less for me." His tone reduce on the last sentence, as if he was thinking aloud..
 

Sammy Donaldson

Standing up lightheaded, confused, looking about like he was back in the cell. Fear burned in his eyes, it could be seen through the tears. Sammy had looked like he was trying to escape from the people who just helped to free him. He had stopped dead in motion, almost in tense disbelief. Jaw hanging down, looking right at Catherine, asleep, with Andrew.
 


Sammy Donaldson

Between the dizziness and the fact that Sammy was unable to sort himself from herself, the escape, the feeling of standing outside yourself.....when its not even yourself, watching your boyfriend who is a mutant and you hate hold you while you look like your dead.....when its not you. Isn't it?

Sammy screams.."AAAAAAAAHHHHH STOP!! GET OUT ALREADY"
resting on his knees now, Sammy had look up just briefly, "help me....please" before he had rested on the floor. The carpet was rough to the face, yet it had been the most comfortable spot in the world to sleep. He had wanted to fight it, but being this exhausted and emotionally drained it was all he could do.
 

Lorenzo Reynolds HP 2/2

Sammy said:
Sammy screams.."AAAAAAAAHHHHH STOP!! GET OUT ALREADY" resting on his knees now, Sammy had look up just briefly, "help me....please" before he had rested on the floor.

Lorenzo looked back in the truck at Sammy's outburst. He had some idea of what was going on in his mind, and he though he had better let him know who he was . . .

"Sammy!! Listen to me!" Lorenzo said in a commanding tone. "You're Sam Donaldson, remember who you are. You're in your truck, you're I'm guessing around 15-16 years old. You're a guy. Calm down and let your thoughts sort themselves out. Everything will be okay."
 


Eleyna Robertson

Eleyna rose out of her seat, clutching the headrest and trying to decide what to do. Everyone seemed to be staying away from Sammy for the moment... and she couldn't blame them really. The last thing she wanted was to hurt him more, and without knowing whether or not her touch would affect him, it didn't seem like the best idea to try. Instead, she opted to follow Lorenzo's way of thinking. "Sammy, you're alright. Everything's going to be alright! We're all here for you, and we'll help you through this, okay?"
 

The Swede's Hideout

As Jennifer and Corey opened the door, light flooded into the garage. The interior was much better looking than the garage area. It was well lit and appeared to be a large apartment. A kitchen, living room and what looked like a bedroom could be seen from the doorway. The furnishings were sparse but modern. The tv was large and seemed to have a vcr, dvd and ps4 hooked up. There was a couch and a recliner and two end tables. The decor seemed to be native American except for two large swords crossed over a shield above the couch. The kitchen had a small table with 2 chairs. There was a fridge, stove and microwave.




Sammy's Truck

The Swede opened up the back door to the truck and reached for Catherine. "Hand her over, Ward. I'll put her on the bed inside. Take anything you need from the truck, you won't be using it again. Too easy to trace to Donaldson." With that, Swede scooped up Catherine. As he walked around the truck he spoke. "Give them a hand Ms. Dobson, we don't have all night. These kids have a lot of questions that need answered."
 

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