A/N: Heyy, so I saw the new X-Men first class the other day. I'm slightly worried for my health due to my new obsession. If you do nothing else this week SEE THIS FILM it is my new favourite.
So this is my first proper shot at writing a story and will probably end up as a romance between my OC and (one of the boys). That is if I choose to continue with this so please review.
(This is set after First Class about 4 or 5 months.)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Night was beautiful. Everything came alive at night, including the city. I could barely see the lights of the city of Cairo over the bustling crowds of people. They were flocking in to see the show, most of them tourists, taking away the magic of the night with their mindless chatter.
"Ivy, let's go! You're on soon!" someone was yelling at me.
"Yeah, yeah." I replied not really caring. We did this show most nights and earned enough money. No need to get in a panic, nothing new. Yet people still rushed in to see our small circus. I ducked in and out of the fabric of our tent, trying to get to my act. The ropes were waiting for me as I struggled to hook my ankles inside them without getting rope burn. The world slowed down, as it always did while they announced my acrobatic act to the crowds.
I could leave. I had maybe 20 seconds before the curtains pulled back and I would have to dance and twirl around these ropes. That was enough. I could untangle myself, run off stage, into the city and make a new life. Living on the streets would be better than this. I had witnessed fights, violence, gangs and hate. This bloody circus was more like a prison in disguise and once you were in, you were in for good. So why not just leave now. I didn't have time to answer my own question because the curtain opened and I had a job to do. I twirled around in the air gripping the ropes for support all the way through my acrobatic routine, like I did every other night. This life was really starting to get old.
However in the split second that followed, everything changed. I felt a tug as one of the ropes, wrapped around my ankle started to give way. I started to panic. If I fell here then that was the end of my miserable life. I was being suspended at the top of the tent. I felt the rope about to snap and acted on instinct. I reached deep inside my being and let the familiar feeling spread from straight in my heart to my ankle and down the rope. The tear in the rope fixed itself without drawing any attention from anyone in the audience. I rushed through the rest of my routine, eager to get back to the safety of the ground, my cheat going unnoticed by everyone.
Or so I thought.
"You have to be more careful"
"I know"
"If someone had seen that.."
"I know"
"We could have been chucked out of the ciru-"
"Yeah, look Sam, I get it, okay. I messed up; I put us in danger, but come on, what was I supposed to do, let myself plunge to my death?" Sam was seriously annoying me now. I'm sure he would have been ecstatic about picking up the dead body of his (practically) sister just because she was stupid enough not to use her gift when she was about to die.
"All I saying is, stop making rope come alive because last I checked it was not a normal occurrence here." He retorted. In all fairness when I told him what had happened on stage he was very worried for me but as he put in we must "blend in" Trust me when I tell you that is easy for him to say. I started walking away from him to go and sulk. I was having a bad enough evening, what with my near death experience, I did not need my big brother giving me a lecture on how to lay low.
I got maybe 5 feet away from Sam when a man leaning out of a wheelchair gives me a conspiratorial look blocks my path.
"Don't think I didn't see what you did in that show Ivy. And there is no point in lying to me, it can't be done."
I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to stare at this strange man who was looking at me as if he knew every one of my secrets, the lies I have told and the promises I haven't kept. It chills me right to my heart.
"Tell me Ivy, what do you know about mutants?"