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CHAPTER 1- Laura
69 Shootings Lounge
The music pounded through the club and wracked through the bodies of those in the room. Sexual energy filled the air as beautiful woman danced around, enticing the customers. Laura closed her eyes letting the atmosphere take her, swaying up and down the pole and doing tricks only a gymnast could accomplish. Their eyes followed every curve as they stared at her with their tongues hanging out, like dogs. But he couldn't take his eyes off her face. Still in the shock that the woman he knew from so long ago was here before his eyes.
As she walked off the stage she heard complements on her dance. She made a slight noise indicating that she had heard them. Putting on her clothes she headed straight to the bar, trying to shake the feeling that someone was looking at her.
"Good work out there girl, you want your regular."
Laura looked up at the blue haired girl. Every time she looked at her she saw Norika Ashida, a girl who had once strongly disliked Laura. However, Laura would give anything to see the people of her past; the people who gave her hope. Laura pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind and smiled up at the girl, giving her a nod. She mumbled thanks as she put the glass to her lips and allowed the drink to run down her throat.
"Hey take it easy, one hundred percent alcohol is not something you just down.'
"I can handle it"
"Like seriously though I don't know anyone in their right mind who would drink that."
"I know what I am capable of" was Laura's curt reply. She proceeded to head over to some customers and mingle.
"Hey baby why don't you come sit on daddy's lap" Chuck hollered.
Before she knew it, Laura was being pulled into the man's lap.
"Chuck, what have I said about grabbing."
"Baby I know you don't mind it , plus imma regular, don't a man get some benefits around here."
"No."
Laura quickly stood and walked off heading to the exit to get some air.
Laura hugged herself as she strolled down the quiet street taking in the atmosphere. She took notice of the suffering around her. The mutant child begging on the corner, for a little bit of money to eat. A woman dying from an infection. The woman was having an adverse reaction to the tracking device within her. Laura found herself gently rubbing the he own device with her arm. Nowadays all mutants had tracking devices within them. According to the government it was important that they know where every mutant was located. Most of the time everything goes fine but this woman is one of the unlucky few. However, this woman is one of the many mutants suffering. The world has changed from what it used to be. There is no chance for equality. Mutants are seen as vermin. They can only get the lowest of jobs or the toughest labor work.
Laura was once told that the world is beautiful place. But she never saw it, just shades of grey. That's what happens when you grow up in a facility being tortured every day. She would never complain though. Laura was prepared for when life shot her down; when they were all shot down. She can still remember watching the tears roll down the faces of those who she called family, as they heard of their leader's untimely death.
Four years ago June 16, Utopia, 11:53
Everyone sat around listening to the woman on the TV screen.
"I'm standing here on Main Street where the leader of the X-men, Scott Summers better known as Cyclops was gunned down less than two hours ago, during a press conference. The police are questioning all witnesses and doing the best they can to find the culprit. "
"How could this happen" Cessily whispered. Metal tears cascaded down her face.
Ms. Frost turned into her ice form and began to speak to the group.
"Many have died and a lot of sacrifices have been made. However, the death of our leader has to be the biggest hit that the X-men have taken. It makes you wonder, will it ever end. This is why after much thought I have decided that this shall be the end to the X-men.
Then the uproar began. There were people screaming from ever part of the room.
"She couldn't do this. Where are we supposed to go." they yelled
Laura had heard enough, she got up to go pack my bags.
She left with Logan later that night.
After clashing one to many times, she then left the only man she could call family. She had thought that going back to putting her body out there would be easier. However, she couldn't seem to get used to it. She refused to believe that the institute had instilled self-worth within her. No, she knew that only he could have done that. She could still remember his dimple in one cheek, his smile, and his eyes. But the thing she remembered most was his kiss; that one kiss that happened before she left, before she walked away from him.
Four years ago June 16, Utopia, 18:00
" So you were just gonna leave." He all but yelled. Using his telekinesis he held her back.
"Julian release me."
"There are things we need to talk about."
"Is that so?"
"Damn it Laura. Why do you have to close yourself off like this?"
Before she knew it his mouth was attached to her. There tongues battling for dominance.
"Wow. I wow. Everything is going to be different now, Laura."
"I know, good-bye Julian."
"What do you mean good bye?"
"There is nothing between us."
"Nothing? After all these years? Maybe what everyone says is true. Maybe you are incapable of feeling anything. You really are just a machine."
"You are wrong Julian. I…feel. I want. I just don't want you."
That had been a lie and she had regretted it the minute she said it. She had hurt him…that was not her intention. But she had needed time to think; to evaluate herself. She wonders now, why she couldn't evaluate herself, with him. But that was the past and Laura knows that looking back won't help so she tries to focus on the present. Even though her present isn't what she would like it to be. She turned back around, heading back to the lounge, failing to notice the faint green glow off in the distance.
