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Chapter 1

            The surroundings were dark and horribly unwelcoming. The sky was an astounding wash of midnight blue. The only company on that cold night was a few stars that managed to sparkle merrily down upon the scene. The moon was out of sight. Hiding behind the rolling clouds that steadily sailed across the night sky. With guiding stars being the only light.. it was no wonder that the young mutant had walked into dangerous lands on that harrowingly fateful night.

            A slow footstep was taken upon the leaf-strewn grass. As carefully as it was placed the crunching of the dried substances beneath roared through the surrounding woodland. A sharp inhale of air was taken as the young mutant gasped at her fault. She cringed in the returning silence. Her bright azure eyes flinched as she watched around her.. hoping that she would be lucky.

No sound stirred in the undergrowth.

A exhale of relief was forced out of her lungs, which had been straining against her rib cages to try and muffle every breath of her life and every beat of her heart. She didn't know how much longer she could keep it up. She had been alone for many days. No food, no shelter, and no money.. and absolutely to sense of direction. And no luck..

She was running. Hiding.. from a number of things, both mentally and physically. She was sure someone was following her in the dark distance of the shadowing trees. Every so often a rustle whipped through the air like a gunshot and echoed around her very existence. Her numbed hands clung to her clothing, pulling her dirtied jacket around her. It was late autumn and so the beginnings of winter were arriving in the fashion of sparkling frost. Beautiful.. but deadly cold.

Her breath shakily exhaled condensation. Her head turned slightly to strain to hear the silence. She felt extremely unsafe..

She dropped down in the grass quietly and flung her arms around herself. Her head lowered slowly to her arms, forehead pressed into her right forearm.. a few strands of dirty brown slipping from the thin hood of her zipped-up jacket. She continuously blamed herself for her situation.. cursed herself and ultimately hated herself. Just for being a mutant. It caused her to be an outsider. Trapped in a foreign world with nowhere to belong.

The girl's head lifted from her arms with a sigh and she stared sadly up at the sparkling sky. She might have been surviving mentally.. just by clinging onto the very fact she was alive. But inside her body had had enough; her stomach empty, flesh malnourished and life deteriorating.

She didn't even manage to think on how she was going to stay alive when she ran. All she could think about was running. To just keep running, and hiding, and running, and hiding..

            Morning arrived shortly.. too shortly. For the incredible light of the sun forced her weary eyes to open. She pushed herself slowly to her feet and squinted at her environment. Her neck heavily pounded with aches.. for she had fell asleep curled upright. Her feet lifted and plodded tiredly through the leaves and grass, wandering through the trees to try and find something, anything. Find some existence of other life.

She had only been out on the run for a week.. but she could feel herself breaking down inside from the lack of companionship. Her muddied trainers staggered out onto the frosty tarmac of a main road that led travellers through the beauty of hidden countryside. She staggered mildly, looking up and down the stretch of the grey road. She saw no apparent danger and so she began to cross. But she was delirious from the lack of nutrition and she never noticed the rumbling truck that was turning from the corner ahead

The driver within cursed under his breath as the morning sun blinded his eyes. A hand fumbled from his steering wheel to flip down the shielding panel. But it was too late. As his eyes managed to focus on the road.. all he could see was a huddled form in his very path. In a rush of frenzied panic he spun the steering wheel madly. A horn bellowed at the small form, which remained almost unresponsive until the bright eyes looked slowly up. Weary expression suddenly froze with fear and shock.

The truck driver cried out, his brakes slamming and wheel being strained as the truck screeched sideways off the road, sliding across the dangerous frost. He noticed a form leap into the road to snatch the frail body just out of the path of the side of his truck, which now skidded horizontally across the road treacherously. Before the front end collided into the deep shrubbery and calm to a noisy halt as it slammed into the trunk of a thick, old tree.

The girl had gasped when she felt unfamiliar hands grab at her waist. She tried to push out of the lorry's path of her own accord. But lack of strength and stamina caused her to fail. And the strong grip was all that saved her from her so near death. She made a muffled cry as she was thrown to the side of the road, her rescuer landed ungracefully on top of her. She felt her air being rushed out of her lungs at the impact to the tarmac.

She made a few short pants; her exhausted eyes stared awed at the body on top of her. Her throat couldn't manage to express her thanks, a scratchy sort of noise hissed from the back of her throat. But no real words were shown forth. The figure on top of her sat up off her frail body.

Instead of comforting and concerned words, the voice merely barked sharply at her, "What the hell were you doing?"

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Well, that was my first chapter of this story. And for those curious critters out there.. don't worry, we shall certainly find out who this girl is and what it Is exactly she is running from. And who is her mysteriously blunt rescuer?