Crossed

Chapter 1:

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please tell me this isn't happening…

†Author's random mumblings†

Hey all, it's me, SilverIceNight… again… some more… For the sake of the fact that the first version of this was just plain bad... I'm rewriting it, changing some thingsnames especially, updating others… making Kalypso not so much of a god damned Mary sue… Making people a bit more accurate and such… the usual. On the names idea, much as a few characters actually had decent names, many of them didn't… If I find a decent name for them, I shall replace what they are called, still the same character though… but since I'm in LXG love... League Of The Extraordinary Gentlemen for people who don't know… its ok, I didn't either when I saw that.… I might very well add that too… What else does a writer do when her story starts badly, and gets worse? I'm including other people… giving Xander a girlfriend, and Micah and Eden a chance at getting together. The pairing is still going to be Kriss x Shania… but the Pheonix x Kal one… well that may have to change… depending on how charitable I am feeling towards my characters. Also in the ways of dividing the pieces of the story up in the chapters, I'm going to be experimenting with different characters, to see if they work. So, if it seams a little… or even way…. off touch, well, bare with me people.

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Music blasted in her ears, loud enough that people a few yards away could hear it. Personally, she didn't care. She had had a bad week, previous, a weekend that could have been much better then it was and a week that hadn't been much better. Blasting a much quicker version of "Pain" then the rest of the world was used too; she shrugged off the glances she was getting from others at the crosswalk. It was early Thursday morning, well before school was starting, and she had reason to be pissed off. The walk light flashed on, and she took her steps forward. Most of the busses had not arrived yet, so that meant that people weren't around yet to bug, well not the people that she wanted to bug were around yet. She supposed that if she looked, she could probably find a few of the Frenchi's and the Drama people to bug, but bugging either of the two groups could rapidly turn an alright morning, into a crash course to disaster. Something she frankly wasn't willing to have happen.

Entering the school, she looked around the corner with trepidation. No principals, easily meaning that she could keep her hat on for a bit longer. Stalking between people and taking a few turns, she got to her locker. Stripping off her black jacket, it revealed the dark violet shirt, with a silver crescent moon and a pine tree in the lower left corner, and the logo of the company that made it in strategic places all over it. Black pants over black boots and a black corduroy fedora over long dark brown hair. Her hair was a strange thing; it had two braids that hung down behind her ears, both with a black and a silver bead somewhere on them. The rest of her hair was in a ponytail. She wore only one piece of jewelery, a black cord with a clay tablet of a wolf howling at the moon on it. She never took it off. Shaking off the remnants of the neutral April morning, she pushed her coat into her locker, stripped off the lanyard off the hook in her locker and threw it around her neck. Walking off down the hall, she moved in between the people who were wandering around the school as she was. She wanted her friends here, but they wouldn't be arriving for at least 20 minuets. Taking the opportunity to walk about the school, she went up the stairs. She walked down math hallway, and then down the filler computers hallway. Nevertheless, when she could have gone down the English hallway, she stopped, spun and walked the other direction. Looking up from her monotonous walk, she breathed a sigh of relief. Pushing open the door that was at the south end of the school, she walked down a flight of stairs to an open window that pointed out over the football field, and a small part of the parking lot. Leaning against the white window casing, she watched the grass as it started to turn green under the gold light of the sun. Specifically onto a tree. It was a stunted fir tree, breaking into two different trunks about four feet up the main trunk. It was a special tree. Something she had shared with her crush, Ryder. One of her fondest memories included him finding her around the building and saying that company would have been appreciated. In those next few minuets, he had made her forget her fear, the fear she had found at what he thought about her crushing on him. That day had been the best she had had for days and months afterwards. She shook her head at the memory. The fear had disappeared after that. The only thing that remained was the pain, and the feeling that had made her tell him of itself in the first place. She cared about him a lot, but he had found someone better then her, for the second time in a row. She didn't mind, or at least it looked like she didn't… much… but that was the way it was going to stay. Shaking her head again, she walked down the stairs. Intending to let it be a walking morning. She wasn't watching where she was going, nether was he. Colliding squarely on the stairs, she fell back up the stairs, and he fell down and back. She grunted in pain, her knees and her hands had taken a bad wounding a few days back from her scooter, and her already bruised knee had a more painful one on top. Her other knee had been raked badly.

The taller male in the fawn colored coat sat up quickly. His brown hair was spiked, even at the quarter inch height that it was, and his dark chocolate eyes didn't show from behind the shades he was wearing. Jeans and a blue t-shirt were visible under the coat. The enigmatic youth that she had lost her heart too, this was Ryder. Standing up as he watched her haphazardly moving herself to a sitting position.

"Kal." he said by way of greeting, offering her his hand.

"Ryder" she responded, taking the offered hand so that she could get up. He didn't know of her injuries of late, but she wasn't going to broadcast it. Coworkers, schoolmates, friends, and both of them had reputations on their own. He was a dancer, a drama artist, and a frenchi. His reputation depended on whom you asked. She was a musician, an artist and a loner. Known by many as "samurai", mostly by the senior band, to those who had seen the wrong end of her temper, "homicidal bitch with a mental problem". Resident energy reader, empath, palmist, writer and piano player, as well as role-player, and swordfighter, she wasn't famous, but known. In his way, so was he.

"Are you alright?" he asked quietly.

"I could ask the same of you." she retaliated. He shrugged.

"I'll live, you?"

"I will too." He nodded.

"Good." She let go of his hand and tipped her hat to him. Moving around him, she didn't look back as she slipped out the door at the bottom of the stairs, he didn't watch her farther then that and moved up the stairs himself. A bang against the door that she had gone threw came as she whacked against it and fell threw on her back. He didn't know it was she, but spun down to help the person on the floor out. He watched as Kal, still swearing loudly was pulled up by her best friend Maya. The shortly cropped hair greeted him in almost every class, and the lithe form that was thin as a stick was one that he knew well. Maya and Ryder had been fellow students for going on 10 years now. He had grown to dislike her immensely, and left as soon as he knew Kal was alright. Maya was laughing her head off, and wasn't even bothering to do it quietly. Kal glared at her. The girl was tall, wearing a pair of blue jeans, and a pink t-shirt. She had freckles, glasses and cropped dirty blonde hair. She had been Kal's friend for ages, since halfway threw sixth grade. They had stayed threw everything. Worked their way threw junior high; hit their way threw the first semester, and now worked as friends off to the side. Kal glared at her friend.

"You normally walk around corners and whack into injured persons?" she barked. Maya still giggled as she looked at her friend.

"Only when their coming towards me." she smiled. Kalypso couldn't hold it anymore, and she grinned herself. Maya worked like that, her attitude was infectious most of the time, and her world was amazing to be a part of. Much as life decided to backhand them both too much, Maya helped Kal live it down, as every time Kal did the same for Maya.

"How are you?" Kal asked. Maya jumped on the subject with full enthusiasm. The two hadn't talked in a few days, and the ever-talking gossip queen had much to tell her friend. Smirking halfway threw a sentence her friend stopped.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Hmm? Oh, I was just thinking."

"What about?"

"You'd just think it's stupid"

"Come on Kali... Tell me." Kal's full name was Kalypso, but due to the laziness of teenagers, she had become known as Kal, or Kali. Both names were used interchangeably. Kali smirked.

"Just that, if we ever had need of it. We really wouldn't have much of a problem finding heroes to protect us in an emergency." Maya gave her a look of pure confusion and surprise, before her features melted to a confident smile.

"Hells yeah, your right about that."

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Walking in the halls after Maya had gone her way up the stairs, Kali walked down a hall, swung a right, and then heard people call her name. A group of teenagers had infiltrated a crevice in the wall and had made themselves comfortable inside.

"Hey Kali!" yelled one as the girl approached. She was short with long blonde hair. Kali smiled a bit seeing her friend Cara.

"Hello my freaky darlings." she said, it brought very little reaction. Looking around the group, a tallish blonde boy gave her a small wave. He had brown light eyes, glasses, and an earbud hanging from his ear. In a dark hoodie and a pair of black jeans, this was Kie. Her first boyfriend and good friend of the present. She gave him a nod, moving her eyes to the next person in line along the wall. Her friend Art nodded quietly at her. A pretty specimen, her long brown hair fell past her shoulders, hiding her interesting earrings, and the outer rims of red and black glasses. She wore a red v necked shirt, black jeans, and red shoes. Also having an earbud hanging from one ear, she leaned into her boyfriend, who had once been Kali's.

Kali smiled at the sight, because it was cute, and because they both deserved a bit of peace and quiet, as well as happiness. She held no ill will, only happiness in her heart for the two of them. Because it looked to be one of the few relationships during high school that seamed to work out. A burst of laughter from Art's other side drew Kali's eyes that way.

A shorter girl with untidy blonde hair outlining a smiling face with glasses and blue eyes looked over at the other two participants in the conversation. This was Ariane. Smart, sensible, and had an excellent sense of humor, she kept the group on track as Fin and Kali herself kept arguments down.

Holding a girl in his lap in the corner, Fin sat with his head on Aisling's shoulder. His blue eyes offered a greeting as his girlfriend reached for the girl. Kali pulled her backpack off her shoulder and sat painfully in front of the three in the corner.

"Cheers." she muttered.

"Kali-cha!" yelled Aisling. The girl had recently dyed red hair, and brown eyes. She was about the same size as Kali herself, but had the very essence of fire within her. Energy from her was catching, and her attitude of fun was always helpful. Kali smiled a thin smile. Her brush with Ryder earlier had drained her of her energy. All she really wanted to do was go back to bed; she figured that it was going to be a long day.

Light banter filled the next few minuets until the bell rang. Outcries of annoyance and plain not wanting to move followed the ring. The talking didn't halt, but came to an almost complete stop as the second bell rang. They rose, in a manner that could be called anything but quiet. Rapid hugging followed. The couples went a step farther in their own way, and Cara walked away without a word. Being used to the routine by now, Kali stood off to the side. Occasionally being hugged, or not. She skipped TA, and her next class normally was gym. Because the gym teachers had taken the floor hockey and rugby teams out for a practice it was a shepherd period.

The only real thing that happened that day was simple. It was lunch and Kali had had something to do. Getting it done with, she walked along the hallway that she had earlier in the day. Hearing something in the back of her ears, she turned. No one was looking at her, and no one seamed to be directing anything at her. It seamed too strange to be real. The voice seamed to have giggled in her ear with a menacing undertone. She almost walked into the bunch of boys who were speeding towards her, but saw them at the last second. It was a jammed hallway. Nowhere to jump, nowhere to run. Nevertheless, she moved somehow. She didn't see what she did, but she jumped. When she landed, the runners had stopped and were looking at her in fear, respect, and awe. Come to think of it, half of the hallway was.

"What? What did I do?" she asked the nearest person. They gaped at her.

"You just jumped over their heads, bounced off 2 walls and landed…Where did you learn to do that?" she asked. Kali stood stunned for a moment. Then turned and attempted to walk away. Her knee collapsed underneath her. Swearing lightly, she stood, attempting to hold the pain from her face. Maya came up to her.

"I heard what happened."

"What?" asked Kali. She knew the sound of gossip traveled fast, but how could it have traveled that fast? "How?"

"I dunno… It just came to me, as if you were telling me yourself." Kali looked at her friend.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked.

"Yes, yes I am." said Maya astonished.

"See if you have the other half to it." Kali's hat moved off the ground where she had dropped it without anyone touching it. When it raised itself to Kali's hands and she grabbed it, she looked at her friend wonderingly. "Maya, I think we just became the X-Men." she said quietly, for fear of attracting attention.

"Well, there's a problem with that, you see..." said Maya authoritatively.

"What is it?" asked Kali.

"We're not men." Kali blinked for a few seconds, and then took the offered hand while laughing.

"Typical Maya, you comic book geek." She got the reaction she expected.

"Hey, don't diss the comics!" Kali was still laughing as they walked down the hall.

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"Ryder… Hey Ryder! Wake up!" a voice yelled in his ear. Popping from his daydream, Ryder looked up.

"Huh?" His girlfriend Sora rolled her eyes.

"You're hopeless Rye." He smiled a contented smile.

"And you'd miss me if I wasn't hopeless." he stated. She thought about it for a second and laughed.

"Yeah, I would. A lot." She curled into him a little as he hugged her. They would miss each other if anything happened to them. Sora had long brown hair, a beautiful smile and a dancer's grace. Her blue eyes sparked in her face and made her look even better with her already pleasing features. Their friends in the circle around them either rolled their eyes and smiled, or ignored the scene.

Sora was a dancer; she did almost every type of dance under the sun. Beautiful, strong, smart, and kind, she was really someone to be around. Her friends admired her for that, and it was obvious that they themselves radiated the same qualities.

Two hallways down, a dark haired boy was standing talking to Kie. Resident 10th grade magician, known as the resident Criss Angel, drama king, and hockey player. This was Kriss. Maya's crush for ages, he was good at sports, had problems with the brutality of the Germans, was half-Japanese in heritage, and had a fondness for being stubborn and obnoxious. Kie and he were discussing the social project they had been given when Kali and Maya walked around the corner. Turning to the newcomers, he turned back and kept talking to Kie. Maya's mouth dropped open.

"Kursaka!" she said, quite annoyed. Her tone spoke for her. He turned back to them both.

"Didn't I say hi?" he asked.

"No." said Maya sharply. He blinked.

"Well 'hi' then." Kali bowed slightly by way of greeting, and Maya glared. Kie, Art, Cara, Fin, Aisling, Fin, Kali and Kriss himself started to laugh. Maya's glare face stood. "Oh come on," said Kriss. "You know you heart me."

"You only wish." said Maya, slightly triumphantly.

"Ooh…" came the sympathetic reply from the watchers. Smiles still hovered over their lips as they watched the two. Kriss gave her an indescribable look that might have meant, "yeah sure." … or maybe it didn't. He turned back to the conversation he was having with Kie as Maya and Kali sat down. Light banter ensued. Several conversations hovered at all points of the group. Part of them were role-playing, a few others were listening, Maya was chattering to Kali's left ear, while she listened to the role-playing with her right. Kie and Kriss were still talking, and Cara had a blank look on her face as she listened to music from her phone.

"Dude, turn it up." said Fin. Kie looked at him. He had his Playstation portable with him, as he always did. He had downloaded some music videos from the collective favorite of Sonata Arctica and it was playing loud enough to hear. Kie looked at him and blinked. He picked up the screen and attempted to turn up the volume on it. Art looked over his shoulder as the screen flashed that it had reached max volume, Kie just blinked at it for a second then stared. The volume went up. You could clearly hear the music, notes, words and the rest. "There ya go." said Fin, head banging to the song "Don't say a Word". Kali rolled her eyes, but saw the look of astonishment on Art's face as she looked at her boyfriend. Focusing in on the two, she saw the look that Kie gave her, and the small movement of his hand that indicated her to shush. She gave Maya a side-glance. Maya had seen it too. Quietly, she leaned over.

"Another X-man do you think?" she asked quietly. Maya shrugged.

"I've never heard of sound manipulation to be part of the mutant's bag of tricks."

"First time for everything."

"Hey Kali." said a voice behind her. At the recognition of the voice, Kali cringed.

"You know your not suppost to wear your hat in the school Kali." said another voice. Kali's face contorted into a quiet mask of fury. The talk had gone quiet as the rest of the group looked up at the newcomers. Aisling had her hands on Fin's knees and her teeth bared. Kie's face had gone serious and Art's gaze had become piercing. Fin seamed to be holding onto his girlfriend with one arm, and had a hand on Ariane's knee to keep her from moving, but he still looked up at them with no friendliness in his eyes. Kali stood quietly and turned, despite Maya's hand on her leg trying to pull her down.

The boys that stood there were nothing short of nuisances, and had been to her for an entire semester plus. They treated her as a pet, had insulted her friends before, and couldn't get a hint that they were not wanted. Her eyes taking on a murderous gleam, she didn't let it show in the rest of her face.

"What do you want Kevin, Carl?" she asked quietly. They smirked at her.

"We just want to know why you're wearing a hat in the school again Kali. That's all." said Kevin, the shorter of the two.

"That's really none of your business, is it Kevin?"

"This is a catholic school Kali, you really shouldn't have your hat on in here." said Carl.

"Did I ask you?"

"I suggest you leave." said Ariane.

"Now." said Fin.

"Before I get on your tail." said Aisling, trying to wrestle herself out of Fin's grasp so she could get up.

"Hey look Kevin." said Carl. "Its Fat girl." Fin had to hold Ariane and Aisling back, although his eyes told you that he would want to have a go at them himself. Cara held down Art, Kriss held back Art, Maya held back Kali. The two boys laughed.

"Yeah, it's her alright, and she's got her sidekick. The stickman who puts poison in his cooking." There was no resistance this time, everyone behind Kali got up to back her. Pushing her friend back, Kali was having a hard time pushing Fin back, and getting ready to lunge at the same time. Maya was fighting an unsuccessful battle, and losing. As Ariane, Art, Kie and Aisling took over for her, Kali turned and spoke again.

"Kevin, Carl, you both have mental problems that you need to fix and you need to leave, before you have 4 17 year old fighters, 2 16 year old fighters, and a 15 year old wolf on your back. Because trust me, we will get on your back." said Kali quietly, her eyes sharper then knives, and her frame shaking with anger. They laughed.

"Kali, you think you are so tough, but you aren't. Watcha gonna do? 'Cause whatever you do end up doing, I'll just get my friends on you." said Kevin. Maya didn't have anytime to hold her back. She strode forwards and picked him up by his collar. Fin was having too much trouble holding Ariane and Aisling back and Maya had her hands full with Art. Kie was making it hard for Kriss to stand.

"There's a difference between being tough, and being protective of my friend's and my own well being." she snarled, bringing a fist back to smack him with. His toes dangled above the floor, and genuine fear sprouted from his eyes.

But she never got to hit him.

Bright lights flashed, in an instant, Kali, Maya, Kriss, Kie and Art were gone. Down the hall, the light had enveloped Ryder as well, he was gone with them.

Kevin fell to his bottom, as Carl pulled him up and they ran. The rest of them were standing there with gapes on their faces.

"So what, we weren't cool enough to go with them?" asked Fin. No answer came.

†

"Ow!"

"Whose on my chest?!"

"Get off me!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Mind your tongue!"

"Whose foot is that?!"

"Get your elbow out of my face!"

"QUIET!" The scramble of limbs and clothes quieted. "Everyone pull yourself off whoever else you're leaning or sitting on and attempt to sit up." The rabble did as told. They looked at each other.

"God damn." said Ryder, "Maya and Art? The gods must hate me right now."

"They're on the list of people who do Bird." said Maya.

"Enough." growled Kali.

"Whoa… Kali, you've changed." said Kie. She looked at him. His normally short blonde hair was longer and hung naturally at the sides of his ears, his glasses were gone and hazel eyes looked at her. He wore a green button up shirt, a short coat of a dusty swamp green, black slacks and black boots.

"You have too Kie." he looked at himself.

"Holy fuck." The teens looked at each other. Art wore black boots with a red stripe up them, black pants, a blouselike shirt, also black. Her hair was in an intricate braided knot but it left a few bangs to frame her face and her glasses. She wore a black trench coat over that, and the bottom of it rested on her back forelegs when she stood. It was in velvet like fabric and looked soft.

Kriss wore black pants, brown boots, and a white shirt with a tie and a handsome white blue vest. A blazer like coat that fell to his back thighs. He looked like a proper English gentleman of the time. His hair was combed back out of his face in an unruly style that fell everywhere and around his face.

Maya had a tan brown pair of pants, a lighter green shirt to match, black boots, and a coat of black that matched her crushes, except it had a bit more flair at the back and was a touch longer. Her dirty blonde hair had been combed out, and was fastened in a bun at the back of her head.

Kali wore black pants, black boots, and a dark violet sleeveless shirt inside a black leather trench coat, which reached just above her ankles. She wore steal bracers, and her long dark hair with the braids and the beads still in it, and the rest in a half tail.

Ryder wore a turtleneck of black, black pants, and boots, a black coat of leather that fell to his ankles. His hair was longer, and hung just over one eye and around his head. Kali remembered something.

"Kie, say something." He blinked.

"Hi?" So it wasn't just her imagination, his voice was deeper.

"Sound off. I want to check something."

"Maya."

"Kie."

"Kriss"

"Art"

"Ryder."

"Any guesses as to how old we are now?" asked Kali. She looked at her feet. Her toes were farther away then normal. She looked at Maya. Her friend was still taller then she, but not by much. Ryder was her next target. She was an inch shorter then him.

"I'm guessing 20." spoke Art. It took Kali a little to get used to her voice. It didn't sound like her friend. Voices made them turn. Quick consonants filled the air as Kali spun. Blue robes ran down halls that weren't far away from them.

For the first time, Kali and her friends actually looked at their surroundings. White halls, decorative doors in an Indian style. Kali frowned a little. The only place she had seen this kind of décor was somewhere that from their point of view… was only a story.

"Ryder… please tell me I'm not dreaming when I say that we might be where we shouldn't be." said Kali, in a slightly nervous tone. She stood one-foot back, knees slightly bent, as if she was ready to fight anything that they might face. "Please tell me that this doesn't look like the Nautilus to you." He didn't answer.

"People." said Kie, "I can hear them coming closer."

"Incoming!" yelled Maya. The sextet turned their backs on each other and stood in their version of the guard position as blue robed men surrounded them with silver long guns pointed in their direction. A gap was left in front of Kali, Kie and Art as four people strode towards them. An Indian gentleman in blue robes, a turban and silver amour with a sword at his side and his hand on it walked in the middle. On his left a red haired man in an English gentleman's wear, and to his left, a red haired lady who wore a black trench coat, a black corset shirt and a black skirt. Her hair was tied in a half tail and it fell to her lower back. A few strands fell over her shoulders onto her chest, and her blue eyes were fixed upon them as she came closer. Leveling a cowboy like long gun at them on the Indian's right, was a blonde wearing a black vest, two holstered shot guns on his sides, a white shirt and black pants. The quartet came closer and finally stopped in the ring of the blue robed men with the silver guns. Kali recognized them in an instant, and it was firmly pounded into her head that she wasn't dreaming when the black bearded Indian looked at her and spoke in a threatening tone.

"Who are you, and what are you doing aboard my ship?" the other 3 newly aged persons spun towards the voice as Ryder, Kriss, and Kali fought to keep their mouths from dropping open in pure surprise. "Speak!" the Indian yelled at them. Swallowing her disbelief, Kali stepped to attention and looked them in the eyes.

"I am Kalypso, also known as Kal or Kali if your prefer." she ignored the flair of an unidentified emotion in the captain and the lady's eyes and continued. "These are my friends Maya, Art, Kie, Kriss and Ryder." At the sound of their names, the owners of the names nodded, bowed or gave a slight wave to acknowledge who they were to the crew. "We are students from the future who have found ourselves upon your vessel with no idea of how we got here." There was silence. The Indian stepped forward.

"I am Nemo, Captain of this vessel, the Nautilus, which you have invaded. May I introduce my companions, Mrs. Wilhelmina Harker, Doctor Henry Jekyll, and Special Agent Thomas Sawyer. We are known as the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen." The aforementioned members hardly moved. The blonde still had his gun leveled at Kali's face. "What proof do you have that you are who you say you are?" asked Nemo, still in a tone that spoke of his level of authority. The strangers were silent as they attempted to come up with an answer to the question.

"We know about you. Tell me, how long has it been since Allan Quartermain died?" asked Kali. Her tone suggested cool control of the situation, but her friends knew she was winging it. Although, thought Ryder. You gotta commend her on her broach of that topic. How is she gonna pull it off though? I don't think she's ever really read the stories of these individuals in great detail. Much as she knows who they are from the movie, I don't think that's going to cut it. At the mention of the Hunter, the blonde's eyes flashed with a combination of emotions unreadable from his eyes. Kali gulped as all the emotions from the remaining League flashed over her. Remorse, pain, guilt, longing, wishing, a combination of emotions that she expected in various forms. Maya sensed her pain as she fought to concentrate on their position and handle the emotions as well. She spoke in her friends mind.

Kali, what's happening?

Remember how I was always empathic a little in normal life?

Yeah…

I think the reflexes came with the ability to experience real empathy in its purer form... This might be a problem.

"2 months." said a voice. Head still spinning from the influx of emotions, Kali turned to the speaker. The rest of them followed her example. The shy doctor was normally a figure who just wanted to be seen as Doctor Jekyll rather then murderous Mr. Hyde. From what Kali knew of him, he didn't speak much unless it was important to say. "Allan has been buried for 2 months. We left Africa that day, we've been on the ocean since." he stopped, head drooping. Plain to see that he and the rest missed the hunter. Kali almost fell over from their pain as it seamed to overwhelm her. Maya knew what was happening, and put a steadying hand on her friend's back to make sure that she didn't fall over. The captain seamed to come out of the remembrance mood and back into the business one.

"Milady Kali and friends. In light of the fact that your proof of what you say is so far proven true, it is still my wish that you are escorted to the stocks while the League figures out how to deal with your appearance. You will be given our decision when we get to it." He nodded to his men, who closed in around the group. Being marched off between the officers like prisoners didn't sit well with their consciousness. Kie felt like a convict, and Kriss wanted to say that he wasn't a prisoner. Then he remembered. Well NOW I am.

†Author's Notes†

Well, that's a wrap to the first chapter. To those who are actually gonna read this, hope you liked it. To those who r and r, well. I salute you. To the people who might be involved in this… well… I want details on what you liked and didn't… actually, wait. I want that from everyone. R and R… please? I need some motivation other then an idea to get me to write. Besides, much as I have many ideas, I don't have all of them. Some have got to come from other places. Till next chapter though, I will see/ talk to you all later. This will keep going, I just need to get it all nice and pretty first…and upload it… so till later, I will be a typing away here. Creating, scheming… attempting to make it all come together with out the models in the story killing me… or you guys, for that matter. So, till the next chapter comes out, and I see you all on the dark side of the moon, cheers.