Disclaimer: By writing this I do not imply that I own X men evolution X
men: evolution is owned by marvel and WB, nor do I make money off this.
So please don't sue, I only have a computer that freezes all the time, and
a cat that won't cease eating.
Prolouge
I woke up to a sweat soaked pillow. Moaning, I brought up my head to see if I was late for school. My eyes, still swolled from sleep, scanned my bed stand for my alarm clock. My alarm clock wasn't there. Niether was my bed stand. I sat up after a few moments of confusion, and placed my feet on the floor. I jumped when I felt wood instead of carpet. I didn't think that this was my room, a glance around proved my theory further. Lamps and posters (to bands I've never heard of) clung to the walls. A window decorated with loose curtains was opposite the door, and a mirror covered sparsely with pictures hung near the dresser.
Okay so this wasn't my room, but for some reason it seemed familiar. Although that feeling didn't explain why I was here. Unconsiously, I pushed my hair behind my ears. Then I gasped. My hair was a full four inches longer!!! I grabbed a lock, and brought it to my face. My hair wasn't only longer, it was a darker brown. "What the hell is going on?" I inquired no one. I noticed a mirror to my right. Should I? I gave *my* hair a nervous tug, and began to pad my way to the dresser. Questions flooded my mind. Did we move? Did I have a growth spurt? No, I answered myself, growth spurts don't affect hair. It wasn't possible.
As I looked at my reflection, I chocked on a scream rising in my throat.
"Kitty?"
*I really hope you enjoyed this!!! I will always update as soon as possible. I accept praise and flames, so long as it's input!* ---Amber aka Contradiction
Prolouge
I woke up to a sweat soaked pillow. Moaning, I brought up my head to see if I was late for school. My eyes, still swolled from sleep, scanned my bed stand for my alarm clock. My alarm clock wasn't there. Niether was my bed stand. I sat up after a few moments of confusion, and placed my feet on the floor. I jumped when I felt wood instead of carpet. I didn't think that this was my room, a glance around proved my theory further. Lamps and posters (to bands I've never heard of) clung to the walls. A window decorated with loose curtains was opposite the door, and a mirror covered sparsely with pictures hung near the dresser.
Okay so this wasn't my room, but for some reason it seemed familiar. Although that feeling didn't explain why I was here. Unconsiously, I pushed my hair behind my ears. Then I gasped. My hair was a full four inches longer!!! I grabbed a lock, and brought it to my face. My hair wasn't only longer, it was a darker brown. "What the hell is going on?" I inquired no one. I noticed a mirror to my right. Should I? I gave *my* hair a nervous tug, and began to pad my way to the dresser. Questions flooded my mind. Did we move? Did I have a growth spurt? No, I answered myself, growth spurts don't affect hair. It wasn't possible.
As I looked at my reflection, I chocked on a scream rising in my throat.
"Kitty?"
*I really hope you enjoyed this!!! I will always update as soon as possible. I accept praise and flames, so long as it's input!* ---Amber aka Contradiction