Author's Notes-

This is a story of my OC's. The original characters owned by the X-Men are not the main. My characters you can say are the main and the rulers of my own X-Men story.. Not long however, the origninal text set up was like a common chapter (holding 6-8 pages worth) yet, I pulled it down to bits of it. So it can be easier to read.

Enjoy..


A pounding noise against the flimsy steel walls of the warehouse began in an ear splitting second, startling me awake.

"Shannon get your ass up!" was followed after the noise.
I shot up scared only to see the person who intruded my sleep. A stream of sunlight caught my eyes blinding me temporarily, I squinted.

"What the hell do you want, Daisuke?" The wake up call doesn't really give me any reason to be in a 'good' mood, frankly it pissed me off..

"Chill."

"How can I chill, dude. Sorry, my ears are bleeding now cause of you." I grimaced as my ears pounded. My over exaggeration made Daisuke smile.

He chuckles, " Right, super hearing. Just like a bat, huh?" I sigh at his comment and threw a metal, tomato soup can at him as hard as I could. It pinged him on the forehead and he rubbed it, blood trickled down from the red mark. He laughed shortly, "Want some blood, Mistress?" He held out his hand with a smudge of blood on it.
Daisuke seemed to be the only one who does not fear me. Its nice however, his remarks sometimes aggravate me.

"Damn it.. Lion, if I want your putrid blood, I'd drain every ounce of it out of your body." I mumbled the last word out as I laid back down on my thin and heavily damaged mattress closing my eyes. I curled up under the itchy blanket. Daisuke strolled beside my bed, sitting on the floor. I peered through an eye at him as I felt him sit. He was smiling. "What?..", I asked annoyed.

"Awe, Don't be that way.. I'm sorry okay?"

"No your not!", my eyes opened and narrowed to him.

He roared in laughter, " Okay, okay. It was funny but,.. You gotta get up.." Saying the last sentence his face straightened up. His voice was stern. I sat up in my little crappy mistake of a bed and rubbed my eyes.

"What now?.."

"Scarlett."

"What she see?"

"The bloody, M.R.D."

"Mutant Response Division…?"

"Yeah. They might be stopping by. We need you up to help."

"That's all you filth ask for.." I grumbled throwing my feet over the side of my bed and stretches. I let out a deep sigh. Daisuke walked over to my side and holds his hand out to me, a gesture meaning 'let me help you up'. I held it and he pulled me up. We walked over to the rusted, large metal doors. Daisuke opened them up and we walked through a dim lighted room."Time?", I spoke rather tired.

"Now or the time they'll be here?" A deep however young female voice spoken.

"Both."

"Now is almost five p.m. The blokes will be here in an hour." The dark skinned girl crossed her arms. Her hair was a black and half her hair was extremely short and the other side hit her shoulder. Her clothes seem to have a 'punk' attitude as well. Not indicating that she is one..

"Thanks Scarlett."

"Anytime, Letum.", Scarlett's tone was soft even with her rough voice. She was polite, but who wasn't in this group? Well.. Daisuke, but he's not the brightest crayon in the box.
Everyone in the room gave distance to me except for Daisuke. Everyone but for him showed fear to me in this way. As I paced back and forth in the room, waiting for the M.R.D.. Five minuets later, it was 5:50 p.m. I stopped with a sudden curiosity.

"What kind?"

"What?" A man with spiked hair rose from his chair slowly to walked to a mini, beaten up fridge we held at the corner of the room. Stolen of course.

"The M.R.D! What kind of tehnology, people are coming?.." There was a hint worry in my voice.

"Well… uhm.. Scarlett..?" Everyone else became scared, my tone caused fear in them. My tone wasn't threatening yet they feared it?.. However, they continue to act this way. Stupid.
Scarlett's face rose, tilting upward towards the ceiling. Her eyes glowed with an electric blue, she then began to mumble words.

"Scar?.. What do you see?" Daisuke asked.

"I see… I see five humans. They are holding guns and are wearing protective gear. Lion, that's what I see."

"Where are they?", He asked another.

"Five minuets away. They are riding in a military like jeep," Scarlett gave off a hum. Like she was thinking. "A U.S. Army Humvee. Not sure what model." Her eyes returned to her honey brown hue. She looked to me. "Those are the only machine based technology they are bringing."

"Okay. Got it. Once again thank you, Scarlett."

"No problem." Scarlett tossed her body onto the wooden makeshift table and puts her hands behind her onto the table supporting her while she leaned back.
I thought for a moment of my plan to take the men out and or run them off.

"Well.. Quick Shot and Daisuke are coming with me. Scarlett stay.", I ordered this strongly.

"Like I can do anything anyways." Scarlett rolled her eyes.
Quick Shot. The man with the lime green liberty spikes scoffed.

"Sit there and look pretty, Scarlett.", He commented smuggly and then out we went to meet the M.R.D.


Wrote this quiet some time ago. It seems to me to be badly written so I may go back to revise it heavily.

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