Disclaimer: The police have taken off with the disclaimer saying I don't own X-Men Evolution, I only own Arella and her family. And their mansion. And pool, and everything else they own. Heh heh.
A/N: This story takes place after Apocalypse. Also, this is an AU for me and Artemi99's "The Chronicles of the Moon and the Angel," staring Angelfish. With a NEW NAME!
Chapter 1
Arella Moonlight peered up at the tall gates in front of her, and the enormous mansion behind them. With a sigh, she gripped her large suitcase harder and gently pressed the bell on the gates, and a loud buzzing sound sounded.
She wore a purple bandana tied around her green, squiggly hair. Another red bandana was tied around her neck, right above her white short-sleeve shirt. Arella also sported long camo pants, and worn-out sneakers. She gripped a huge brown suitcase, and a small quiver was across her back, a few of her best arrows in it. A pair of wings were also there, nearly hiding the quiver.
Arella wasn't your average girl. Or mutant, for that matter. She lived with her rich parents, in Washington D. C. Her father was a wealthy diplomat, while her mother had luck in picking stocks and bonds. So Arella lived in a rich family. But she didn't like it.
No, Arella hated her family. Especially when her mother's snooty "friends" came over. She had to act like a proper princess, doing exactly as she was asked. And that's how she ended up at Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters.
Her mom's "friend", Mrs. Fenster, stopped by for a nice dinner. Arella had been flying in the garden, hitting targets from the air, when the visitor had spotted her. Then called the police. They arrived within seconds, surrounding the huge mansion. Her parent's had cleared it up, and they had decided that she should go somewhere where she could learn about her special "abilities". And they sent her via private jet to Bayville, New York, and so she ended up where she was now.
A high, cheerful voice sounded on the intercom. "Like, who's there?"
The winged girl took a slightly deep breath. "Arella Midnight."
There was a few seconds of silence, then the voice replied even more cheerfully, "Oh, then come in!"
The gates opened slowly before Arella, and she quickly walked through. They started closing as she cleared them. A long driveway stretched out before her. How do they shovel this driveway?
A voice she had never heard before sounded in her head. "Very easily, surprising enough. We just hire the human flamethrower."
Arella nearly fell over from surprise. "What?" she asked to nothingness. But the voice was gone. So she continued walking up the driveway and finally reached the front door. A young girl awaited her. Her red hair streamed down to her shoulders, and her eyes glittered with knowledge.
"Hello, Arella." She blinked. How does she know my name? Her question was answered instantly. "I'm a telepath."
Arella blinked again. "I did not expect that."
The girl grinned. "I'm Jean. Let's go see the professor, shall we?" She walked off, and Arella hurriedly stumbled after her.
Alright. I started a new story which I'm doomed to never finished. I also am very sorry about not updating my other stories, I will update them this Wednesday when I'm on a six-hour train ride. Also, PLEASE review. I want to know about what you think of this story. Please????????