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Wings to Fly, Eyes that Burn	By : Zilo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Eminem/Marshall Mathers Views: 6381 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Remy moved swiftly through the hallways, catcalling and shouting from the other inmates thundered in his ears as he ran. It had to have been some time in the wee hours of the morning yet the prison was alive with voices and yelling. Marshall was on the ground floor, his cell almost directly below Remy’s. The stairs however were on the opposite end. He would have to move quickly if he was going to have enough time to get them both out. He briefly considered leaving without him but then shed hed the idea out. He couldn’t do that. He wanted his boy by his side.

“Lebeau!”

He nearly didn’t stop at the calling of his name. He had heard it so many other times said with angry scorn by the other caged inmates. The voice sounded slightly familiar and light with laughter. He turned his head and slowed a bit. It was Keith, a fellow mutant. He had a portion of the wall ripped away and was fiddling with some wires.

“Red ‘r blue?” Keith asked with a laugh.

Remy stopped completely in his tracks. “T’ open all de cells an’ let ‘em all out? Why de fuck y’ want t’ do dat?”

Keith smiled wider with bright yellow teeth. “The place’ll be so swamped with fuckers runnin’ ‘round, we won’t be easy pickins. You can hide easy in a mob Remy. Hope ta see you on the flip side eh old man?” Keith laughed at his own joke about Remy’s age and then started charging the whole box.

Keith’s power was of an electrical sort and Remy knew he was simply warning him of his intentions to overload the entire system and permanently disable it. Not only giving them more time but also a distraction, as all the other cells would now be open. He hoped he could reach Marshall before he got out and lost in the crowd.

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Marshall felt Mekhi’s arms tighten around him as another wave of fire licked at the skeleton metal frame of the bunk bed. He wondered if it was possible to burn someone’s brains from the inside. He imagined in gruesome detail what it might look like if his brains exploded his head open. ‘Were these normal thoughts to be having right before one was burned alive?’ There was screaming and shouting all around them but somehow he could still hear Mekhi’s whispered prayers to his wife and son. ‘Oh yeah, praying to loved ones. That was normal. They were going to die after all. I love you Hailie, baby I always loved you... and Remy.’ The thought jolted through his mind. ‘Did he really just think that?’ His surprise was even more pronounced as the cell doors shuddered with a loud groan and suddenly sprang open. ‘What the fuck?’

Marshall felt the heat siphoned slowly away from them as Jimmy, he guessed, moved closer to a particular target. It gave him time to lift his head up and look. The cell doors were indeed open. The thought however, of trying to make a run for it in frof psf psychopathic fireboy over there wasn’t very appealing. Staying behind and getting fried wasn’t either though. Marshall tried to get up.

“No fucking way dawg!” Mekhi pulled him down again. He struggled.

“Let me the fuck go man!”

“He’ll fuckin’ kill you!”

“He’s gonna kill me anyway!” Marshall watched as Mekhi’s knuckles whitened on his wrists. He didn’t really want to hurt him and he was in anwardward position so he stilled. “We can’t just sit here and w-”

Jimmy’s voice eclipsed his with a rage-filled scream and then a different voice full of mocking scorn said; “You’re pathetic. You make mutants look bad.” The voice grunted with effort and Jimmy howled louder. Marshall felt his shoulders twist up to his ears in an effort to block out the sound. The screaming stopped abruptly and the sound of someone hawking a loogie was loud and distinct. “You always were a little bitch.”

The heat was gone. The men who could walk did and quickly. Marshall didn’t even glance back to see who had saved them all by killing Jimmy. It was a mutant thing, best not to get involved.

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Remy got there a minute too late. He thought he could see the back of Marshall’s head bobbing somewhere in the crowd but then it was gone again. He glanced briefly at the crumpled body of a dead kid he thought he might have recognized. A name clicked into place in his mind followed by the unimportance of the boy to him. He moved on without another thought of him.

AN: thanks for the fb angie :) glad you like it so far. i've been having issues lately with this story, hopefully the next chapter will be more interesting, expect major angst and drama eventually. (hugs back) i looove youuu guys!
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