Ensnared in my Reverie
***There's a new mutant in town, and she has the intention of riding the world with mutants. She can be deadly and you won't even know it until you're already dead***
Summary: Mutants have been dying and Adam is worried this might be some kind of epidemic. But he soon finds out how wrong he is, because all these appeared to have good health when they died. Adam is confused how this new mutant kills, and when he finds out exactly how, there is a price to pay. He must find a cure or he will loose two members.
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Chapter 1 - Two more for the night
Sheila Compton was tired. She had done it to almost three people, and she told herself it was enough. She couldn't wait to hear it on the news and have those ignorant idiots report that the cause of the death was still unknown. She realized, though, that it would probably be a while before the whole thing came out on the news.
And then, they'd tie it in with the previous happenings. One plus one equals two. Their conclusion would be that there was some serial killer on the loose. Sheila stifled a laugh as she thought about the absurdity of it all. But it was absurd and fun.
Of course, she'd do it again tomorrow. She always loved it when she did it. It gave her the most exhilarating feeling in the world. It was like she had the power. And the best part was no one really understood.
After all, her victims just died. The autopsy would say that the person had been completely healthy. It was as if they had died in their sleep.
Sheila laughed to herself. Some people were just so innocent.
As she turned to leave the bar, she caught sight of a blonde and a brunette. She sensed they were mutants, and she smiled mischievously as she drank the last contents of her tequila. Two more for the night was fine. It didn't make any difference.
She headed towards them, and as she approached, she heard the brunette girl say, "Jesse, I can't believe you said that about Shalimar!"
"I'm telling you, it's true, Em," the blonde said laughing.
Sheila raised her eyebrows. She sensed he was a molecular, but try as she might, she couldn't quite get the read on what kind of mutant the brunette girl was. She shrugged. What the hell, it didn't make any difference. Coming up with a plan, Sheila walked towards the blonde, Jesse, as he was called, and as she neared him she pretended to trip.
"Whoa, easy," Jesse said as Sheila collided into him.
"Oh, God, I'm so sorry," Sheila mumbled straightening herself. "I'm so sorry. This place is just so crowded," and then she laughed at herself, "Of course it's crowded. It's a club."
Emma smiled.
"Oh, I'm Sheila by the way," she said.
"I'm Emma."
"Jesse."
Sheila smiled at both of them, then turning to Jesse, she said, "Listen, I feel really bad. Can I buy you a drink or something?"
Jesse shook his head. "No, really. I'm fine, Sheila. No harm done."
Sheila nodded, but then she caught sight of someone behind Jesse, and she inwardly cursed. She did not want to be swarmed with those GSA agents now. "Right, well if you're sure." she let the sentence hang looking at Jesse who only smiled, and said, "We're fine. But thanks for the offer."
"Okay," Sheila said, and then she concentrated on her energy, "Well I have to go. It was nice meeting you," she added as she extended a hand out to Jesse.
When Jesse clasped her hand, unbeknownst to him, Sheila had transferred her lethal weapon to him, by the touching of their flesh. She did the same to Emma. She was smiling when she said, "Pleasant dreams."
And then she left, vanishing into the night.
***There's a new mutant in town, and she has the intention of riding the world with mutants. She can be deadly and you won't even know it until you're already dead***
Summary: Mutants have been dying and Adam is worried this might be some kind of epidemic. But he soon finds out how wrong he is, because all these appeared to have good health when they died. Adam is confused how this new mutant kills, and when he finds out exactly how, there is a price to pay. He must find a cure or he will loose two members.
Read and review!!!
Chapter 1 - Two more for the night
Sheila Compton was tired. She had done it to almost three people, and she told herself it was enough. She couldn't wait to hear it on the news and have those ignorant idiots report that the cause of the death was still unknown. She realized, though, that it would probably be a while before the whole thing came out on the news.
And then, they'd tie it in with the previous happenings. One plus one equals two. Their conclusion would be that there was some serial killer on the loose. Sheila stifled a laugh as she thought about the absurdity of it all. But it was absurd and fun.
Of course, she'd do it again tomorrow. She always loved it when she did it. It gave her the most exhilarating feeling in the world. It was like she had the power. And the best part was no one really understood.
After all, her victims just died. The autopsy would say that the person had been completely healthy. It was as if they had died in their sleep.
Sheila laughed to herself. Some people were just so innocent.
As she turned to leave the bar, she caught sight of a blonde and a brunette. She sensed they were mutants, and she smiled mischievously as she drank the last contents of her tequila. Two more for the night was fine. It didn't make any difference.
She headed towards them, and as she approached, she heard the brunette girl say, "Jesse, I can't believe you said that about Shalimar!"
"I'm telling you, it's true, Em," the blonde said laughing.
Sheila raised her eyebrows. She sensed he was a molecular, but try as she might, she couldn't quite get the read on what kind of mutant the brunette girl was. She shrugged. What the hell, it didn't make any difference. Coming up with a plan, Sheila walked towards the blonde, Jesse, as he was called, and as she neared him she pretended to trip.
"Whoa, easy," Jesse said as Sheila collided into him.
"Oh, God, I'm so sorry," Sheila mumbled straightening herself. "I'm so sorry. This place is just so crowded," and then she laughed at herself, "Of course it's crowded. It's a club."
Emma smiled.
"Oh, I'm Sheila by the way," she said.
"I'm Emma."
"Jesse."
Sheila smiled at both of them, then turning to Jesse, she said, "Listen, I feel really bad. Can I buy you a drink or something?"
Jesse shook his head. "No, really. I'm fine, Sheila. No harm done."
Sheila nodded, but then she caught sight of someone behind Jesse, and she inwardly cursed. She did not want to be swarmed with those GSA agents now. "Right, well if you're sure." she let the sentence hang looking at Jesse who only smiled, and said, "We're fine. But thanks for the offer."
"Okay," Sheila said, and then she concentrated on her energy, "Well I have to go. It was nice meeting you," she added as she extended a hand out to Jesse.
When Jesse clasped her hand, unbeknownst to him, Sheila had transferred her lethal weapon to him, by the touching of their flesh. She did the same to Emma. She was smiling when she said, "Pleasant dreams."
And then she left, vanishing into the night.