InsaneJournal

Lately, I've been dreaming again. Nothing new. Just the same things I've always dreamed, but it's been a long time since I'd had any of them. Maybe if I talk about it, they won't affect me as much as they do. I've only ever told one other person any of this.



In my dreams, I was born on a world in which a super-powered despot conquered North America. He systematically exterminated base-line humans and any powered beings that stood against him. When I was a little girl, my city was Culled. I was taking to a place where I was experimented on every day, and every night a man called the Sugar-man paid us a visit.

Men code-named Sabertooth and Weapon X saved me, and took me to a resistance group led by a Magnus and a Rogue, and many other faces that I've met a dozen versions of. I was raised there and trained to fight. and then there was the Negative Zone.. And when we took our final assault on his base, I was the transport. In the final battle, we rewrote the timeline, and I fell out of it.

I landed in a place outside time, along with several other people. These people became my friends, and my family. We traveled from alternate reality to alternate reality, trying to undo damage that had been done to their timelines. We lost a lot of people, and gained a new friend every time we did.

Eventually my time was up, for a little while. I was sent to a world we'd once helped, to help my old friend, Mr. Creed.
Except there was another powerful madman, and he took control of my body, and used my powers to send many, many people into space.

I was pulled back to the Exiles. I replaced one of my best friends, who'd died, because the man I loved had been taken over by a Brood. Things got darker, and darker, and our missions became murkier and less clear on the morality of it all.

I started losing everyone, one by one. And when finally, we took control of our lives and tried to find a way to settle down, we were pulled right back. We discovered that this place out of time will always pull us back, eventually. There was no rest, we just had to keep fighting.


Every day I wake up and wonder when I'll be pulled back. Because if my powers and my skin color came from the dreams, why not that link to that place outside time? That means my time here might be limited.

It's a depressing thought.