Prologue
It was quiet. That after-midnight quiet that only happens between midnight and 1:00 when the only sounds are the computer humming and your fingers on the keyboard. So quiet that I started listening. No sound from our room either, as the computer was in the hallway.
Something's wrong.
I didn't take my eyes from the screen, although I still wasn't used to the amount of aggression contained in the pale-blue orbs. They were creepy, mostly because that same pale blue was starting to 'bleed' into the sclera that surrounded them. While we're cataloging interesting features, my teeth were all becoming pointed, obvious in the silent snarl that pulled my lips away enough to reveal them, and you can't forget the delicately elongated and pointed ears. Other than that, I had been born with that remnant tail some people have, even though it was docked to a half-inch now. And last and definitely not least, the webbing between my pinkie and ring fingers, and then my index and middle fingers. It was only slightly more than normal, but it was very annoying, made it harder to touch-type and such.
"Who the hell's there!" I growled, spinning up and out of my chair, towards the living room. It wasn't loud enough to have possibly carried, but the instant I launched myself from my chair there was a soft knock on the door. I unlocked it and yanked it open, at the same time hearing a soft 'bamf!' noise. "The he-" A dizzying, spinning, squeezing sensation, a horrible stench, and then I passed out.
Yes, this is a new story, and this time it's set in a slightly altered X-Men: Evolution world. Basically, mutants from other dimensions are dying from physical mutations similar to Nightcrawler's, and of course the X-Men are doing all they can to save them...this is the story of one such and her sister. Enjoy.
