Blood Green
Hey everyone, this isn't my first story but it is one of my first good ones. Every time I read a Fanfic I get new inspiration for a story. This is inspired by a story called jade and onyx or something like that. It's not exactly the same, in fact it's very loosely based on it but I still want to give thank to the author for giving me this idea. I promise I'm not plagiarizing you're story in any way! I hope you enjoy this fanticiful tale; it just popped into my head a few minuets ago. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the show!
Disclaimer : I own nothing besides this story line, but not the characters themselves.
Chapter 1: Saved by the phone
She had never really been accepted in this town, not even by her own family. That wasn't to say they didn't love her, no of course they did they were family after all. But they didn't even try to understand her. They just wrote her off as the trouble maker, the rebel, the smudge on her sisters perfect record. They belived it be a cry for attention, well it was in part, but the attention they gave her was the wrong kind. They shut her down frequently, not allowing her to express her feelings fully. But her sisters, her sisters were allowed to act how they wanted. How was that fair? Just because they were gentler, kinder, better than her didn't mean she shouldn't be able to express her emotions too. True her emotions were more violent then theirs but that didn't mean she should be automatically shut down time and again. It wasn't fair, hell they even had special powers unique to them. What did she have? The rolling of her tounge!? Even mother nature, or perhaps in this case father science, was hell bent in keeping her down.
As Buttercup sat her face pressed to the cold glass window pane of her white washed elementary school, all these thoughts ran through her head. It had been years since she had discovered her "power" and it no longer gave her any comfort. Plenty of kids in her new school could roll their tongues, so what was special about her anymore?
"Buttercup?" she heard her name and snapped back to reality. Her teacher had an eyebrow raised in annoyance. "Well now that you've deemed us worthy for your full attention, could you answer the problem number three on the board please?" he gave her a knowing smirk. It was possibly the hardest problem up there.
"but that's not fair, I don't know how to do that one!! I wasn't…." paying attention, she said in her own mind. But she dared not mouth off again or else she'd find herself with yet another detention. This teacher was remarkably willing to give them off willy nilly. She grumbled rising to her feet and strode across the room to the black board. "fine! But this is stupid." She added under her breath.
For a long moment she just stood there, not knowing what to do. This problem was far to complex for her. She wasn't stupid, it was just, she didn't care about trivial things like what was the square root of twentyfive.
"Do you have a question?" as the teacher with a cold smirk. He was enjoying this far too much.
"I…no…sir" she uttered the last word as if it was some fowl curse she dread saying aloud. Man, she would take a monster over her teacher any day. At least monsters didn't give out homework! What she would give to be fighting one now.
It was if some heavenly being had heard her desperate prayer for at that very moment the hotline began to ring. She could not hide her enthusiasm for long.
"yes." She shouted pumping her arm dramatically, bringing her knee up to meet her elbow.
As the three sisters ran towards the school entrance she heard an unmistakable voice call "we'll save the problem for you when you get back, Buttercup!"
Once in the sky she turned to her sisters and with a wry smile said "I don't suppose there's a way we could make this fight last extra long eh?"
Her sisters returned the smirk and headed off in the direction of a large esplosion, which was undoubtedly the source of the trouble.
Blood seeped over her face and stomach, her arms were contorted at odd angels. Breath came heavily and sparingly from her chest. A red film was beginning to glaze over her eyes. What was happening? Where was she? Was…was she going to die?
I know this chapter was short but I think it gave off the desired affect. Who is it that's dying? Will she be saved? What was that rather noisy explosion? Find out these and more in the next chapter of BLOOD GREEN!! cue dramatic music