Jessica Yatamora stretched her arms in the soft the grass and starred into the endless blue sky. She hadn't seen a human being in over two months, her clothes were ripped and dirty. The country area around her was bright and pure. The closest town was 50 miles away, and Jessica had no reason to ever see a city again. Her black hair blew into her face and she pushed out of the way, it had stopped growing after the incident. It came to her shoulders and she had bangs pushed to the side. Her black, dark eyes spoke death and conflict. Yet on this hill she felt almost at peace. However, when Jessica looked out on the forest she felt that something would bring conflict to her. And speak of the devil; she saw in a distance a human, or at least someone who looked human. She pondered if she should run, but knew she couldn't run away forever.

She stood there, "Hello Timothy, nice to see you," she smiled but her eyes told him he was not welcomed.

"Likewise Jessica, how's the country life Mora?" he asked his hands in his pockets, a pair of black sunglasses on his face hid his eyes. He wore a loose-fitting white shirt and pair of jean shorts. He smiled and pulled off his glasses. His greenish, brownish eyes seemed dead, his short fringy dark brown hair waved in the wind. He was 16, like Jessica, however he was about only two inches taller than her. This compared to Jessica's 5 foot 4. "Still remember the city life, all the lights?" he mocked and laughed at his own joke.

"Unfortunately yes, including you," Jessica stood up and sneered at Timothy. "What do you want?" A convulsion rippled across her face, "You asshole! You brought a freaking cell phone!" her arms reached for his throat but stopped short, controlling herself. Timothy reached into his pocket and pulled out an old-school Blackberry.

"Now Mora, let's not blow this out of proportion," Timothy smiled, pulling out his other hand, it pulsed red slightly.

"Great, stealing lines from movies are we? Get the hell out of here before I make you!" she yelled infuriated.

Timothy laughed, "And how would you do that? You'd have to accept what you are and embrace it!" He threw the phone to Jessica who dropped it like it was a hot coal, "I came to see if you changed your mind, come on! Come back home, nobody will mess with you now!"

Jessica looked up in distaste, "I don't want to be feared, I just want to live my life."

"Well then live it! We miss you back home!" Timothy begged, he lost face and his eyes showed regret.

Jessica laughed, "Now you want me? Not before when you totally gave me the cold shoulder? Get off it Tim, I'm over you. Just go away."

Timothy sighed, "It's not just me, your parents are dead, Carol and Christina are worried sick, and there's no power in Ninco anymore. Just come back, please." Jessica's eyes flicked up to the top of a hill, she quickly grabbed Timothy and tackled him to the ground. A mere second later a bullet flew into the ground, the spot where they were just standing. Jessica looked up and saw a young Asian man, Korean unlike her Japanese. He wore a bullet proof vest and had had numerous guns, including one sniper pointed directly at them. He smiled and pulled the trigger.

I do not own x-men and yadda, yadda. I do however own Timothy and Jessica and any other name you probably don't know :). Anyway please review!!!