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Mar 29th 2024 - 8:18 PM


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It had been a year since Emma had been living in the establishment. Jackson was so different to the outside world. It was filled with life, it was warm, it was thriving, everybody helped each other, it was a community, and most importantly, it was safe. Everybody pulled their own weight, and Emma was no different. Ever since she was young she had a passion for education, and while her father thought that was stupid and prevented her from pursuing her dream, there was a time in her life she was the headmistress in a school for gifted youngsters. She trained the next generations of mutants, helping them hone their powers, and it was such a rewarding experience, she considered those years the best time of her life.

Offering to teach the children in Jackson, with the help of Joel, Emma was able to get the job. Every day she taught different classes, history, art, math, even taught the little ones how to read and write. It was a rewarding job, and it made the blonde beauty find purpose in a world she had lost everything. The smile on the faces on the little children she taught was enough to warm up her heart, and she found herself wishing, wanting to teach them all she knew, all what she had learned over the years, fill their little minds with knowledge, and most importantly, instill in them a sense of hope. No matter how bleak the future looked, the sun rose over the line of the horizon every single day, and that was reason enough to wake up every day, to survive and endure, to fight for a better tomorrow, no matter the cost.

Sitting on a chair that was too small for her frame, Emma was cutting colorful papers with a scissor, creating heart shapes. It was Valentine’s Day, and while nobody cared anymore for the holidays, she tried keeping the traditions alive for the children’s sake. They were too young to be stripped off hope and their innocence. Sure, the world had gone to hell, but what they were supposed to do? Worry every day and night they were going to get bitten by the infected and were going to die? That was no way to live. Children needed to dream, play, and be happy, and it was up to Emma to protect their childhood, that precious time in a person’s life that only lasted a couple of years.

Halloween, Easter, she tried creating different activities for the children to celebrate the holidays, whether it was making a drawing or reading a story, but today they were making cards for their loves ones. The children were excited, gluing the colorful hearts Emma was cutting to their cards. Some colored teddy bears and roses, and others were trying very hard to come up with their own poems. Emma helped them as much as possible, but the idea it was for them to be creative and do it themselves.

“Miss Emma,” Josephine, an eight-year old brunette little girl that was furiously coloring her card put the crayon down and looked up at her teacher, a mischievous expression in her young face. “Are you making a card for Mister Joel?”

The question shocked the teacher. Kids were blunt by nature, that was something Emma knew having worked with children before, but she never imagined she would be asked that question, not when her relationship with Joel was strictly friendship. “What?! No! Of course not. Why would I do that? Joel is my friend.”

“But you said we are supposed to give cards to our friends and family.” Josephine pressed on the subject. It was clear she had something in mind. “I think you like Mister Joel.”

A nervous giggle escaped the blonde beauty and quickly she shook her head, assuring the little girl she was wrong, but deep down, she wasn’t. Emma couldn’t deny there was something about Joel that appealed to her, perhaps in more ways that she could even explain it. She felt comfortable in his presence, and he made her feel safe. They could sit in silence for hours, and yet the silence was filled with so many words. And his eyes, oh, those eyes, so dark, so beautiful, she could drown in those pools, but she tried not to. There were boundaries in between them. He didn’t seem interested in anything but his family and Ellie, and Emma could understand that. She appreciated he saved her life, and forever would be thankful for his kindness.

“Emma and Joel Sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love. Then comes marriage. Then comes baby. In a baby carriage!” The children began singing and Emma was mortified someone would hear them from the outside. Not only her face was hot red, but she was completely embarrassed. What if one of those children would say something to Joel? Shushing them, she managed to settle them down and get them back to finish their cards, bringing to the attention what they were going to do next.

“Come on, get those cards ready so we can go to the kitchen and bake a chocolate cake!” Perhaps it was a silly idea, but Emma thought baking a chocolate cake fitted the festivity, and it was something the children would enjoy. The only problem was she didn’t know if the kitchen would be available or if she would be given permission to use it for the matter, but she figured while the children finished their cards, she could go and find out.

Finding her way out of the school building and across the small town, Emma reached the restaurant, where the kitchen was. In there she found the women that did all the cooking, Kate, Mia, and Liz. They were chatting, gossiping it seemed, but upon hearing Emma entering the kitchen they grew silent. The blonde smiled and she could sense the tree women didn’t liked her, and truth be told, she wasn’t overly fond of them either.

“Hi! Sorry to interrupt. I was just wondering if it would be possible to use the kitchen? You see, today is Valentine’s Day, and I thought it would be a very nice idea to bring the children here and together we could bake a chocolate cake. It’s something simple, but I’m sure that will make them very happy. They can eat it in the classroom while I read them stories. You know, something fun. Just trying to keep the hope alive.” Emma explained.

The three women said nothing, but it was Kate, the one with the dominant personality, that arched her right eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest. “Here we go again, Miss Emma. You and your fancy ideas. First it was candy for Halloween, and now is a cake.” Kate scoffed, even rolled her eyes. “I don’t think you understand the gravity of the situation we’re in? We can’t afford wasting food in your silly projects.”

“Excuse me?” It was difficult not feeling insulted or taking things personal when Kate’s words were so harsh, but even then Emma tried her best to keep herself calm and collected. “We’re not going to waste food. Come on, it’s just a couple of eggs, a little bit of milk, flour, sugar, and chocolate. Plus the children are going to eat that cake. What’s so wrong about that?”

“You don’t get it, do you? You’re making it seem as if nothing has happened, and I have news for you, blondie, the world is a f***ed up place! But, what do you know about that? You give off this posh vibe. I bet you were rich before all this happened. You don’t know how hard you have to work to put food in the table. Not even here. While some of us are stuck here in this hot kitchen, you’re sitting pretty behind a desk, reading books.”

Shocked about all the venom Kate was spewing, rage began brewing in the depths of Emma. That woman had no idea the things she had been through in life. In fact, she didn’t even know who she was or where she came from. “You have no right to say the things you’re saying!” Emma raised her voice, “I have endured and survived like the rest of the people in here. Where I come from or who I was before doesn’t matter. You don’t even know me!”

“I do, actually.” Kate paused for a moment and looked back at her two friends. They never liked Emma, since the very first moment she set place inside the commune. There was something about her they didn’t trust, and after an entire year of trying to think about what it was, they finally realized they knew her, they had seen her before the outbreak. “I used to walk past Frost International every day on my way to work. That huge building in the middle of New York. I’m sure you know which one I’m talking about. I even told my nephew to apply for a job in there because I heard the pay was good and the benefits even better. So he did, but he walked out in the middle of the interview, because you, Emma Frost, wanted to read his mind!”

Her world came crashing down before her eyes. Emma couldn’t believe the secret she had been keeping for so long was finally out in the open. Whatever trace of rage she had in her body vanished and was replaced with an intense sense of fear and worry. The color left her skin and she turned pale as a ghost, her knees even felt weak for a moment. Emma could feel her heart thumping against her rib cage. She didn’t know if she wanted to scream, cry, or disappear. What she feared the most was actually happening and she didn’t know what to do.

“What?! You have nothing to say now?” Kate kept pushing the blonde woman, taking one step forward, closing the distance that separated them.

“You’re one of those mutant freaks!” Said Liz with a tone of disdain.

“Think about it though,” Mia spoke. “If she can read minds, she has been manipulating us all this time! And you sneaky bitch, you went after Joel because Tommy is married. I see what you’re doing, you just want to take control of Jackson. You mutants are a pest!”

“That’s not true!” Emma cried out, “I’m not manipulating anybody! I haven’t read anyone’s mind, and I don’t want to take control of Jackson!”

“Sure, sure. And that’s why you’re always glued to Joel’s side, when he doesn’t like being around people, but he has no problem keeping you company.” Mia stated having seen the pair before.

Unable to keep listening all the lies, insults, and assumptions being made about her persona, Emma dashed out of the building, but the three women followed behind her. They shouted insults at her, even picked up small rocks from the ground and threw it at Emma, calling her names, and revealing her identity to the group of people that began gathering around them. They instigated the people living in Jackson, shouting to the top of their lungs a mutant was living among them. “She manipulated all of us and our children! She has been reading our minds all along! She just wants to take over this place and kick us out!”

There she was, back to being a young woman when her powers first manifested, when instead of helping her, her father had her locked in a mental asylum thinking she had lost her mind. The way he looked at her, Emma would never be able to forget it. He was ashamed of having a daughter that was different, and he made it clear when he would tell her to keep her powers to herself and never mention it to anyone because he didn’t want to deal with people talking behind his back. It was enough he had a gay son, and that was another black stripe for the family. Being different wasn’t easy. Mutants were hated, discriminated, despised, and while there was a time in her life she was accepted by her kind and humans, she was back to square one, starting from the ground up all over again.

Her heart was broken, bleeding, but the Emma Frost the world once knew was resurfacing, coming out of the shell. That powerful telepath with an icy demeanor, bitchy, superior to everybody else, snob, and confident. The woman that had been beaten down by years of survival was rising from the ashes, and before the people of Jackson stood now the powerful telepath, the breathtaking mutant known as Emma Grace Frost, a woman with commanding presence, a woman with piercing blue eyes and sharp features.

“Do you really want to know what it feels like when I’m inside your head?!” Emma snapped back looking at the people gathered around her, but soon her attention focused in Kate, in that middle aged woman that did nothing but beat her down and being mean to her for nothing. She was about to have a taste of her own medicine. “You have no idea what it feels like when I am digging inside your rotten and little bird brain, but I have news for you. You’re about to find out!” Taking one step forward, the people gathered around Emma did the opposite and moved back, leaving Kate standing alone and close to the blonde mutant. Emma clenched her jaws and knitted her eyebrows together. Those angelic features of her were now bathed in pure rage.

For the first time in over a year, and with full force, Emma invaded Kate’s mind, making her presence known in the woman’s brain, making her feel every thought, every secret she ever had was now public knowledge. All corners of her mind were explored, but that was not enough, oh no, Emma was hungry for revenge. She went a step further and clenching her jaw a bit harder, she released an offensive blast of psionic energy from her mind directly into Kate’s brain, making her feel intense mental pain. The blood curdling screams of the woman satisfied the thirst for revenge of the mutant, but scared the people of Jackson, especially when Kate’s eyes began bleeding, followed by her nose, and then her ears.

“I am so much more than Emma Frost, I am the White Queen, and you will kneel before me and beg for forgiveness!” Confidence, dominance, and superiority oozed from the pores of the telepath, and mind-controlling Kate, she humiliated her, forcing her down on her knees before her. “Beg!”

“I am sorry! Please forgive me!” Begged Kate out of fear.

Smirking and looking down at the pleading woman, Emma savored her victory. “No!” But it was in that moment when Tommy, Maria, Ellie, and Joel made their way through the crowd, and upon seeing what was happening they couldn’t understand what was going on. The people gathered around were in shock, scared, some whispered under their breaths allowing the married couple, the teenager, and Joel to somewhat get an idea of what was happening, but the image before Joel’s image was cruel, violent, raw. His gaze danced between Kate and Emma and a mix of confusion, pain, rage, and sadness washed over his soul. She was the reason Kate was bleeding, she was the reason that woman was on her knees. Was it true what his ears were hearing? But most importantly, that woman standing before him, tall and proud, with her jaw clenched, that wasn’t Emma, that wasn’t his Emma. That wasn’t the scared woman he wrapped his arms around a year ago.

The rage, the powerful telepath that could crush others under the weight of her foot vanished the moment her blue eyes looked at Joel. All that bravado, the intensity she oozed, her thirst for revenge disappeared. Emma was no longer that woman. That woman was dead and buried when the outbreak took place, and it was further cemented underground after meeting Joel Miller, that remarkable man that made her want to be a better version of herself. It was for him she did better every day. It was for him she tried harder. She wanted to impress him, to make him smile, make him laugh, when those were things a woman like her never cared for before.

The way he was looking at her, in the same way everybody else in Jackson was staring at her at the moment, broke Emma’s heart. Joel was the only reason she was still alive and breathing, but she guessed in his eyes she was a freak. Fighting back the tears, Emma turned around and ran out of the commune, dashing out of the gate and into the wilderness outside. It didn’t matter how difficult life would be, she was going to do what she did best, endure and survive, even if it felt the world was coming to an end and she couldn’t breathe.

Refusing to cry, Emma squeezed her fists and walked as fast as possible, but it wasn’t long until she heard a familiar voice calling out her name. “Emma, wait!” It was Joel, she would recognize that voice even from miles away, but Emma didn’t stop walking, she continued, but Joel ran towards her stopping her in her tracks. “Please, just wait!”

Silence fell in between them for long minutes, neither was sure what to say. Emma was afraid to look at Joel, she simply couldn’t handle staring into his eyes and see the disappointment, the anger, the fear reflected in those orbs. But eventually she locked her crystalline hues with his. “I didn’t want for any of this to happen. I didn’t want for you to find you who I am, what I am, in this way. I didn’t mean lying to you, but I had no other choice. I knew if I told you the truth when you found me a year ago, you wouldn’t have helped me, and I was desperate back then.” A knot formed in the back of her throat and her voice broke, but even through that Emma continued talking.

“I just didn’t want you looking at me like a freak, like a monster, like an outcast, because I’m not. It’s not my fault I was born different, but I’m made of flesh and blood, just like you are. If you cut me, I bleed, if you hurt me, I feel pain. I feel hungry, thirst, yearning, passion, desire, and I am capable of loving someone as well.” It was in that moment when the Emma he had known, the Emma he met, the Emma he rescued was standing before him. The soft woman, the tender one, the one that needed protection, the one that when looked at him a twinkle appeared in her eyes. “And I don’t know how it happened, but. . .You found your way inside my heart, and even though we’re not supposed to be happy, with you I’ve felt the happiest I’ve been in a long time.”

“But I can’t do this. I can’t stand the way you’re looking at me. I can handle the rejection of my own father, of all the people in Jackson, of the entire world even, but yours? That I can’t deal with. It just hurts so much.” Shaking her head, eventually the tears began streaming down her cheeks and Emma turned around, unable to continue looking at Joel. And he didn’t say a word. He didn’t say anything! He just stood there looking at her and that made matters worse. Resuming her walk, Emma figured now that everything was said and done it was time to leave. Not only did he think of her as a freak, he didn’t love her either. Great, she made a complete fool of herself!

But she had not given ten steps when a calloused hand curled around her arm, stopping her, and as she turned to face him he cupped her cheeks in his hands. Intensely he gazed into her eyes, his orbs burning with passion, with love for her. He was a man of a few words, even in that moment, but he made sure to tell her, to let her know how he felt for her. “I love you.” Three simple words, but it was all what he needed to say, the rest of the talking was done by his lips when he kissed her, hotly and passionately, making love to her lips. In all his years he had not tasted sweeter lips than hers, and it was so easy growing addicted to her taste, so he indulged, and savored her, holding her close to his body, knowing from that moment on she would be forever his.


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