Post by jacob on Mar 2, 2012 16:07:18 GMT -5
How long has it been since he had been Cain Melina, the notorious psycho that terrorized both human and mutant alike? Another sleepless night left him staring into the oval mirror that hung from his wall across from the bed. He ran a hand down his face, closing his eyes as he thought of the nightmares he had been having. When he opened them, he gave a gasp of surprise. There it was again, the silver hair, cold eyes, pale skin and cruel smile. It was Cain.
You will never be rid of me
That cold voice invaded his mind as it had many nights before. He closed his eyes tightly, forcing the image, the voice from his mind. When he opened them, he was Jacob again, but the affect had taken it's tole as it had many times before. Sweat on his forehead and heavy breathing. He did his best to calm himself as he looked around his metal room.
Bed up against the wall with a speaker at the ceileing for when he is called from his room, small closet with clothes that seemed to fit him only barely. Having a second chance at life didn't leave you with much, and as he turned back towards the mirror, he wondered what this new life would bring.
You will never be rid of me
That cold voice invaded his mind as it had many nights before. He closed his eyes tightly, forcing the image, the voice from his mind. When he opened them, he was Jacob again, but the affect had taken it's tole as it had many times before. Sweat on his forehead and heavy breathing. He did his best to calm himself as he looked around his metal room.
Bed up against the wall with a speaker at the ceileing for when he is called from his room, small closet with clothes that seemed to fit him only barely. Having a second chance at life didn't leave you with much, and as he turned back towards the mirror, he wondered what this new life would bring.