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Marian Glenn was only a child when her powers began to develop. As time went by, and as Marian grew into a young adult, her powers free substantially. Soon enough, her parents realized the danger that she could bring to...
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"Is she ever going realize that—"
"Shut it!" One of the guards hissed lowly, pressing a finger to his lips as his eyes widened. "She can hear us."
"How?" The newbie asked, turning to the one-way glass with a look of confusion clear on his face. "The glass sound proof, right?" To make his point, the newbie slapped the glass a few times.
"Oh boy." The old guard let out a small laugh, his lips twisting into a grimace. "You, my friend, have a lot to learn."
"Why do—"
Just then, a loud alarm buzzed overhead once, making the more experienced guard sigh. Nudging the newbie in the side with his elbow, the experienced guard nodded his head towards another door.
"That's our cue." The guard said, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he began to walk towards the door. "I'll explain more to you as the day goes on, but please, whatever you do, don't taunt her."
"Why?"
"Just don't."
The girl behind the glass sat still, only her hands waving gently around in the air. A red energy flew around her fingers as they flexed, picking up the wooden cubes that where spewed throughout the room. She knew that those guards were there; just some pesky glass wouldn't stop her from probing their minds.
Her eyes glowed red as she looked at the cubes with a blank stare. Some of her long brown hair fell down her shoulders, while stands of it fell in front of her face. Her head was titled to the side as she watched the cubes float around the room peacefully, but not for long.
In one quick motion, she snapped her wrist across in front of her face, the red energy spiking dangerously high. The cubes in front of her imploded at the motion, some crashing violently into each other. Watching as pieces fell to the ground in front of her, the girl sighed as she lowered her arms to her sides.
This girl; a girl they called mad, and girl they called crazy. She was once just a normal little girl running around her backyard. She once had a life. Her name was once Marian Glenn, but that was years ago. Now she went by her cell number, 02947.
Marian ran a hand down her face as she pushed herself up to stand, moving her body to face the glass. She already knew that the guards had left, their presence only lingering for a bit before finally disappearing. She absentmindedly scratched the bandages wrapped around her hand, the IV in her vein itching nonstop.
She hated it. This place was supposed to help her, it was supposed to keep her safe from anyone wanting to use her. But instead of a safe house where she could rest, she was used as a lab rat. Dark circles seemed to be permanently etched on to her face from the many sleepless nights, and her bones ached dully from all of the testing.
