+++ CHAPTER ONE +++
A group of thirteen girls sat together in a circle. Of course, girls isn't a good word considering how five of them are mutants. Or to-be mutants. This is a good time for a little description of our main characters. Of those girls, the five mutants are our protagonists. Victoria is patiently eating her lunch, she's the sensible one. Michelle is the impatient little girl who usually gets her way, she's currently drawing a picture of a sole flame. Stephanie is quiet, crazy and silly all at the same time. She isn't doing much, staring into space mooning over her sister's crush. Rachel is rather violent and sarcastic but doesn't like to be told so. And last of all, there's Christina. She's nice enough but takes jokes very s-l-o-w-l-y.
"See ya," said Victoria to two of her friends who were heading to the library and to.
Rachel and Christina walked off, leaving the other 11 girls to chat and gossip on.
"Can you smell something?" asked Christina.
"No. well, it smells like burning. Probably the kitchen."
"I don't think so."
"Aaaah!" screamed Christina.
Several nearby students crouched down and held their heads as if they had huge headache - which they did because of. Christina. Christina's scream.
"What?" asked Rachel unaffected.
"Your dress! Your tunic! It's on fire!"
"Wha!?!?!?!?" yelled Rachel looking down to see that half her dress was consumed in flames.
***
Meanwhile.
"Wolverine, we have a matter on our hands. I have just discovered two new mutants. However, they seem to be out of control; their powers came on rather suddenly," proclaimed Professor Xavier as soon as he came out of Cerebro.
"On my way," said Wolverine getting up form the bean bag.
"No," interrupted the Professor, "go with Nightcrawler. This is urgent. One of them is currently... on fire."
Night Crawler swooped down from the ceiling, narrowly missing Wolverine's head.
"But professor, I can't. I need to see the place," said Night Crawler in his German accent.
"The professor will show you a photo," said Wolverine, frantically feeling if Night Crawler had wrecked his hair.
The professor guided them into his little lab and brought a picture of Pymble Ladies' College up on the screen.
"There," he said.
There was a poof of blue smoke and the two mutants were gone. The Professor rubbed his temples. There was something about those two girls that he felt was odd and somehow wrong.
***
Rachel was jumping and skipping about, frantically trying to get the fire off her. Suddenly, an extremely strong light comes out of her hands and sparks the fire which disappears as soon as this happens but leaves the tunic rather fried.
Christina stops screaming and calms down.
"What happened?" she asked.
***
Michelle stared at her drawing. She binked a couple of times.
Michelle didn't quite understand what was happening.
A second ago, she was drawing a flame on her artbook. Then she blinked and the flame was gone. it seemed to fly away. A thought came to her. what if the flame actually went somewhere? Something must have happened to the flame.
Michelle was starting to get scared round about now. She dropped her pencil (and her jaw) with a soft clatter.
***
Christina looked at a bewildered Rachel.
"What happened?" she demanded again.
"You happened!" replied Rachel. "Why ask me? How am I supposed to know?"
"Well- well you were the one who was on fire!"
"Oh, and I suppose I carry a box of matches everywhere I go!"
"Hope not," said a masculine voice.
The girls turned around to see someone they recognised. but did they dare admit it?
"You're mutants," he said simply and plainly, "and now is about time that you come see the professor." Wolverine touched his temples for a few seconds. He turned to the blue creature behind him.
"There's another mutant on the grounds of this school."
Night Crawler looked at him. "How do you know?"
"The professor told me," replied Wolverine, tapping his temples and starting to walk away.
Night Crawler shrugged and beckoned for the girls to follow, which they did, completely amazed.
Michelle was still staring at her artbook when Wolverine, Night Crawler and the two girls crept up behind her. Night Crawler reached out a hand to touch Michelle's shoulder and with a poof of blue smoke, they all disappeared.
A group of thirteen girls sat together in a circle. Of course, girls isn't a good word considering how five of them are mutants. Or to-be mutants. This is a good time for a little description of our main characters. Of those girls, the five mutants are our protagonists. Victoria is patiently eating her lunch, she's the sensible one. Michelle is the impatient little girl who usually gets her way, she's currently drawing a picture of a sole flame. Stephanie is quiet, crazy and silly all at the same time. She isn't doing much, staring into space mooning over her sister's crush. Rachel is rather violent and sarcastic but doesn't like to be told so. And last of all, there's Christina. She's nice enough but takes jokes very s-l-o-w-l-y.
"See ya," said Victoria to two of her friends who were heading to the library and to.
Rachel and Christina walked off, leaving the other 11 girls to chat and gossip on.
"Can you smell something?" asked Christina.
"No. well, it smells like burning. Probably the kitchen."
"I don't think so."
"Aaaah!" screamed Christina.
Several nearby students crouched down and held their heads as if they had huge headache - which they did because of. Christina. Christina's scream.
"What?" asked Rachel unaffected.
"Your dress! Your tunic! It's on fire!"
"Wha!?!?!?!?" yelled Rachel looking down to see that half her dress was consumed in flames.
***
Meanwhile.
"Wolverine, we have a matter on our hands. I have just discovered two new mutants. However, they seem to be out of control; their powers came on rather suddenly," proclaimed Professor Xavier as soon as he came out of Cerebro.
"On my way," said Wolverine getting up form the bean bag.
"No," interrupted the Professor, "go with Nightcrawler. This is urgent. One of them is currently... on fire."
Night Crawler swooped down from the ceiling, narrowly missing Wolverine's head.
"But professor, I can't. I need to see the place," said Night Crawler in his German accent.
"The professor will show you a photo," said Wolverine, frantically feeling if Night Crawler had wrecked his hair.
The professor guided them into his little lab and brought a picture of Pymble Ladies' College up on the screen.
"There," he said.
There was a poof of blue smoke and the two mutants were gone. The Professor rubbed his temples. There was something about those two girls that he felt was odd and somehow wrong.
***
Rachel was jumping and skipping about, frantically trying to get the fire off her. Suddenly, an extremely strong light comes out of her hands and sparks the fire which disappears as soon as this happens but leaves the tunic rather fried.
Christina stops screaming and calms down.
"What happened?" she asked.
***
Michelle stared at her drawing. She binked a couple of times.
Michelle didn't quite understand what was happening.
A second ago, she was drawing a flame on her artbook. Then she blinked and the flame was gone. it seemed to fly away. A thought came to her. what if the flame actually went somewhere? Something must have happened to the flame.
Michelle was starting to get scared round about now. She dropped her pencil (and her jaw) with a soft clatter.
***
Christina looked at a bewildered Rachel.
"What happened?" she demanded again.
"You happened!" replied Rachel. "Why ask me? How am I supposed to know?"
"Well- well you were the one who was on fire!"
"Oh, and I suppose I carry a box of matches everywhere I go!"
"Hope not," said a masculine voice.
The girls turned around to see someone they recognised. but did they dare admit it?
"You're mutants," he said simply and plainly, "and now is about time that you come see the professor." Wolverine touched his temples for a few seconds. He turned to the blue creature behind him.
"There's another mutant on the grounds of this school."
Night Crawler looked at him. "How do you know?"
"The professor told me," replied Wolverine, tapping his temples and starting to walk away.
Night Crawler shrugged and beckoned for the girls to follow, which they did, completely amazed.
Michelle was still staring at her artbook when Wolverine, Night Crawler and the two girls crept up behind her. Night Crawler reached out a hand to touch Michelle's shoulder and with a poof of blue smoke, they all disappeared.