A/N: The well awaited story I've been promising! I started this wayyy back when I was in my freshman year of highschool. Then came college. Woot. This is only the first chapter of many, tell me what ya'll think!
Explosions slammed into the building, screams of its inhabitants echoing off the trees of the area. A small girl in a singed red kimono scrambled out, and immedaitly collapsed to her side, coughing in pain. Followed quickly after, a tall blond woman followed, hauling her up to her feet.
"Come on Kei! We've got to get out of here!" She bellowed over the noise.
The girl spluttered, coughing wildly, a bit of silver substance and blood dribbling from her mouth. "But the Professor! Scott and Jean...!"
"No time!" Her voice was harsh, rough and gritty against the back noise of the wind and screams inside. There was a sudden calming feeling came over her, and she felt a small prodding in the back of her skull. A small voice in her head whispered weakly to her.
Get away...get away from here...take Acid Ice and run!
There was a breif flash of a subspace opening, and two long, silver boards, roughly the length of two skateboards end to end, and a bit wider flashed infront of them. They mounted, and the boards wobbled for a moment, and they hummed with charging energy. After a moment, they mounted and sped off, kicking up dirt and blades of grass in their wake.
There was a furious explosion that lit up the night sky, sending up debris several hundred stories into the air, that backlit the calm night sky, and reflected off the cool night air.
The Xavier Institute for Mutants was no more.
6 years later...
It had been a slow few days for the Man of Steel. The typical rousing exersise of breaking down a drug bust, and managing to save the random kitten stuck in a tree.
In otherwords, he was bored.
Upon realizing that his day might not get much better, a red blurr flew past him, nearly knocking off his flight balance. Upon righting himself, he thought for a moment it was Flash. But then realized...Flash doesnt fly.
He lit off after the thing, nearly breaking the sound barrier in his attempt to catch up, when all in an instant, the figure stopped. He was in awe at what he saw.
There was a young woman, perhaps about thirteen or so, perched atop one of the rare X-Men brand hoverboards. She had short cut black hair, and the bluest eyes hed ever seen. Freckles were splashed over a small nose, and a red kimono jacket was tied to her thin adolesent form. Her feet were incased in black mary janes, and were fastened to the board. She was studying him as intently as he was her.
X-Men... his mind wondered They were taken out by Anti-Mutantists Years ago...
After licking his lips, he hesitantly called out, "Hello?"
The effect on the japanese girl was instant. She turned, and a small smile passed over her thin face. "Konnichiwa!" She chirped. "Anata watashi Keiki Shinoma. Watashi wa?" Her cheery Japanese bounced off the tall sky scrapers, and reflected back. The Man of Steel thought for a moment, and the relization struck him.
"Do you speak English"
She nodded, and moved to a sitting postion, balancing herself on the board. "Hai. I apologize." She smiled. "I am not from here"
He nodded, and extended his hand, to which she carefully shook. Her hands are like ice... he thought. "So...why would a young woman like yourself own a hoverboard...? I thought only the X-Men were issued those...but after the explosion they all----"
"X-Men ALIVE!"
The young girls face was now full of rage, and her figure now trembling with anger. "X-Men no die in...in..." her eyes darted left and right, searching for the proper english. "Explosion!"
Before SuperMan could continue, there was a cry from the ground.
"KEIKO! Get your ass down here! What the hell are you doing?!"
Keikos head snapped downward, and focoused in on a young woman standing on the corner of an alley. Apparently she had some kind of parental or guardian control, because Keiko lit off so fast downward to the woman, that Superman did not have time to react.
He hastially landed and found himself grabbed by the front and jerked downward by a pale fist. The young woman that had a hold of him, though seeming innocent and nice looking from a distance, was quite pissed.
"You saw nothing...got it PJ boy?" She hissed.
Once again, he took a moment to evaluate this new woman. She was roughly 5'5, with blond hair and green eyes, held back in low braids with black rubber bands. She wore a above the knee skirt, tattered leggings, knee high boots, and a white blouse. "You didn't see Keiko, and if you even think you saw me...you're mistaken."
Superman looked over his shoulder and found Keiko climbing into a sewer drain, dragging her board down with her. "You live down there?" He questioned, completely ignoring her threats.
The woman allowed her gaze to slide towards the opening, and nodded. "Cha. Not like mutants like us can walk around in broad daylight anymore." She stated flatly. "Why?"
He smiled, and pulled her fist away. "You've got nothing to fear up here...why are you hiding underground?" He took a step towards the drain, when he found this strange woman infront of him again.
"Look buddy." She stated. "I know your kind. You think you can fool me with you 'Its safe to come out' now bravado. And then you'll just blow up this house, just like you did the last one!" She exclaimed. Her pale skinned face was beginnign to flush under the excitement.
"Blow up like the last one?"
She punched him in the chest. It didnt hurt, but it was still enough to jarr his attention and memory. "Your from the Xavier Institute?" He questioned.
"I said shut up!"
She kicked him in the shin this time, and her face was red. "My family is gone 'cause a' people like you."
The Man of Steel blinked once more, and shook his head. "Look...I dont know who you mean, but I'm one of the good guys. My name is SuperMan...I'm part of the Justice League."
"He is right Juliet-san..."
Keiko was now visible, leaning against the wall, seemingly very tired. "He is good person...not like others..." She then shuffled over to the opening in the ground and climbed down. Juliet merely sighed, and walked towards the man hole cover. Before anything else could be said, there was a wolf whistle from across the stree. There the Flash stood, and then raced across the street.
"Hey Supes! Whos the Babe...?" He winked towards the blonde, who held a horrified expression.
"I knew it! It was a plot to get to the hide out! Keiko! Run!" She turned on her heel and jumped down the manhole cover. She landed with a slight 'squish' and took off running down the pipe.
SuperMan shot his comrade 'The Look', before taking off after her.
"Wait! Come back!" He called out. "We just want to talk!"
"FUCK YOU!" Came the echoing reply over her rapid footsteps. Juliet was in a panic, and nearly forgot where she had stashed her guitar. She ducked down a small alcove, before grabbing her blessed 6-String. Its black and green design glittered off the dim lighting of the sewers, and she could hear SuperMan comming up close with Flash behind her. She took off running again. She took all of three steps, before slamming full force into The Flash. She gave a grunt, and landed splat on her bottom.
"Hey gorgeous." He teased, before reaching down a hand to help her up. She glared evenly at him, but accepted his hand. She grabbed her guitar by the neck and held it like a weapon. "Hey there kiddo...the boy scout only wants to talk, ok?"
Her blue eyes narrowed, and she snorted in distain. "Just don' make any sudden movements Pretty Boy." She sneered. It was around this time that SuperMan had caught up. It was too dangerous for him to fly in the low ceilinged sewers, so he followed on foot. Upon noting that she was out numbered, and the fact that Keiko had insisted that he was alright, she sighed.
"Fine fine. You can both come and see. Just, any sudden movements and Short Spark fries ya both."
Flash arched a brow, and blinked. "Short Spark? You mean theres more of you?"
As Juliet pulled Keiko to her feet, she nodded. "Yeah. Five of us. We're the only ones left."
She dusted Keiko off, and ran her fingers though the girls short black hair. For a moment, a flash of red was revealed on the girls pale skinned neck. This caught Supermans attention. He stepped foreward, and gently touched the girls shoulder.
Keiko whirled and nearly punched him in the stomache, had she not restrained herself.
"No touch." She explained. It was all she gave for a reason.
As they continued down the sewers, Juliet navigated and Keiko rambled on in Japanese, assuming the two heros knew what she was saying. She picked at the fraying hem of her kimino jacket. When they came to a large iron door, Juliet reached out and languidly pushed a large button. With a screech, the door heaved open and several figures could be seen scattering to get away from the light. One of them ran smack into a wall and sunk to the floor.
Juliet sighed, and strode into the room and turned on a large switch, light flooding the room. A girl in a denim skirt and green blouse lay on her side on the floor, obviously disoriented. A long silver, white and red cane lay on the floor beside her. She was blind.
"Its alright girls. Its just me and Keiko. We brougt friends."
Out of the dark corners, crawled two more girls. One of them was roughly five feet and about six inches tall. She wore a white off the shoulder blouse, and a bright multi-colored party skirt. Gold anklets and bracelets graced their respective areas, standing out nicely against dark skin. She had long brown hair that went to about her elbows, held back by a white hair ribbon. She blinked slowly, protectivly pulling Keiko close.
The other was quite the opposite. Pale ivory skin, and blinding green eyes. Freckles dusted her nose, and jet black hair was held back in two braids, reaching down to at least her waist. She wore a black A-Line skirt, a thread bare white blouse and worn suspenders. The ends of her fingers cracked dangerously at the sight of the strangers.
"Juliet..., wem die Hölle diese Leute sind?(1)" Came the string of what sounded like german from her mouth.
The blind woman slowly came around and SuperMan got a good look at her. She was black haired, freckled, and olive skinned. As she spoke, her tone was vageuly sounding from New Zealand.
"We got company"
She nodded, and sighed. "Well...you wanted to meet them. Here they are."
End chapter One.
Took me long enough...Next chapter should be out soon!
(1) Juliet...who the Hell are these people?