Mutants(like X-Men)

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Chris remained on the couch. He did not want to get in the way. Of course, he was concerned for Shiloh and Carmen's friend, but he felt it was best to not complicate things.

OOC: geez, no room for me to reply. lol.

Carmen look at Chris for awhile.
" Chris this is NightMare he one of the new kids at school," she told him grabbing his hand,
" Chris is every thing all right you seem quite,?" she ask with a weak smile she put her sleve down.
she relex abit trying to cool down from healing NightMare.
 
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Shiloh just sat by Nightmares side, gazing at him, and hoping he would be alright.

Nightmare woke up, he looked at Shiloh, he tried sitting up. It was painful, but after a bit in one spot the pain went away. He tried pulling off his shirt, but the fabric ripping away from his skin was un bearable. He didn't know what to do.
 
Nightmare woke up, he looked at Shiloh, he tried sitting up. It was painful, but after a bit in one spot the pain went away. He tried pulling off his shirt, but the fabric ripping away from his skin was un bearable. He didn't know what to do.

Shiloh's eyes widened,"Your ok!!...are....are you ok?" she hesitantly glancing at where the wounds had been, and the blood that still covered his body.
 
"Ugh....no."

Shiloh stood,"Fine. Then if there's nothing you think I can't help you with, Ill help you how I think I should." Carefully, Shiloh elevated him aboive the floor, in the air. "Ill try not to hurt you" she said moving slowly.
 
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Carmen slowly walk over to them with a weak smile.
" need any help Shalio?," she ask holding her hand out,
she let a ice bed around Nightmare.
 
Carmen slowly walk over to them with a weak smile.
" need any help Shalio?," she ask holding her hand out,
she let a ice bed around Nightmare.

Shiloh smiled,"Thankyou Carmen, but I think you should stay with Chris and the babies. You have helped me greatly, thankyou"
 
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she laugh and turn back to Chris.
" okay if you need me just tell me okay and I have twins," she said walking back to Chris she put her hand on her belly while she sat down by him,
*oach*
 
she laugh and turn back to Chris.
" okay if you need me just tell me okay and I have twins," she said walking back to Chris she put her hand on her belly while she sat down by him,
*oach*

Chris remained indifferant, but glanced over at Carmen as she came back.
"Is Nightmare okay?" he asked Carmen as she sat by him, a slght twinge of concern in his voice.
 
She smiled at him.
" yes he be all right for now," she said laneing on his shoulder,
she close her eyes for awhile.
" Chris I'm getting worryed about every thing going on," she said with a weak smile.
 
She smiled at him.
" yes he be all right for now," she said laneing on his shoulder,
she close her eyes for awhile.
" Chris I'm getting worryed about every thing going on," she said with a weak smile.

"The feeling is mutual," replied Chris glumly.
He sighed inwardly to himself. There was a lot going on currently and Chris did not really know what yo do to make everything seem better to Carmen.
 
Carmen kept her eyes close then she open them back up.
" Chris," she said squezzing his hand tight.
she hadn't feel pain like this before.
 
Nightmare slept, but for the first time, in many years, it wasn't a nightmare. Instead he had a vision of his past. A long forgotten memory.

The young Nightmare fixed himself a glass of milk, he was 12. He sat down on the couch, and put the glass of milk on the coffee table, and turned on the tv. His posture was perfect, completely straight. He didn't laugh at the cartoons flashing across the screen. He was trying to keep as quiet as possible, his mother was still dealing with her husband's death. And Nightmare just couldn't pull himself up to laugh at anything anymore. He took one sip of the glass of milk before his mother came in, she barked at him to go outside, and viciously pointed her hand at the door.
"Look at what you did!" Her voice was angry, and sad.
He didn't question her, he didn't look out the window. He just walked slowly outside. He lived in a tight neighborhood, and he had to cross a bridge just to get fully outside.

People were running everywhere, Nightmare recognized a few of them, they were from Nightmare's dad's anti-mutant sermons. They were lighting things on fire, and bringing people out of their homes and beating them. Nightmare walked on, no one knew he was a mutant yet. Nightmare wasn't even sure he was one. He was on the edge of them all, he heard a loud noise and quickly turned his head. One sentinal and about fifty SWAT team members were marching up on the mob, the SWAT team was in front, beating their plastic sheilds with their nightsticks. Nightmare wasn't even sure what was going on, but people started throwing things at the SWAT team. The team just kept marching onwards, it didn't take long before they were pushing Nightmare into the mob. Nightmare tried pushing himself out of it, but now it was a brawl. The SWAT team were beating the people, and people were fighting the SWAT team with baseball bats and guns. Nightmare was in the middle of it, just watching the fighting go on.
Look at what you did!
He stumbled, and fell back on a statue, he looked up at it. It was an Angel. He heard a voice whisper to him to scream, to use his gift. He saw someone, a girl, he loved, get hit by a SWAT team member. Anger swelled up inside, and he screamed.
It was as if a wave had come over the people, there were little fires everywhere, and glass spread out across the ground. All the people fell down like a wave, like they were all pushed down like dominoes. Light things like glass, and paper, and pebbles flew into the air. Nightmare ran out of breath, and everything fell.


Nightmare awoke from his dream, he hadn't remembered this memory for a long time.
 
Carmen kept her eyes close then she open them back up.
" Chris," she said squezzing his hand tight.
she hadn't feel pain like this before.

"What is it?" he asked Carmen evenly, being interrupted of his mulling things over in his mind.
He glanced at Carmen as she squeezed his hand tightly.
Pain was etched on her face, from what Chris could tell.
 
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