Malia's power is kind of like Gwen Tennyson's with the whole manner thing. And she has telepathy and enhanced human ablilities. Please leave a review and tell me what you think! :)

MYSTERIA

I ran as quickly as I can. He's found me. After years and years or running from him, he's found me.

I sprinted down a dark alley way, my breath beginning to leave me. It was lucky I could see in the dark. To make matters worse it was raining, my dark purple hair sticking to my face. He's been tracking me since I left him. I was young at the time, young and stupid. I was only eighteen when Leighton had found me. He promised he would take care of me. But all he did was corrupt me. Turn me into the monster I really am.

Only a few know of my existence, but the ones that do know how dangerous I can be. I consist of dark purple manner throughout my body, I have enhanced human abilities, such as speed, agility and reflex and I also happen to be telepathic. What a combination right? When I first discovered my powers at seventeen, he took me in. Said he could help me, said he could protect me and help me control my powers. But all he did was abuse them, use them for his own personal gain.

Oh right, my names Malia Spencer, but I'm more commonly known as Mysteria. Name kind of speaks for itself really.

"Malia, you cannot hide forever." His slimy voice, slithering through my ears, creating my body to shiver, due to fear and coldness.

I began hyperventilating.

"You belong to me."

"I will never belong to you!" I screamed. I began hiding around large dumpsters; I rounded another alley way before I saw light. I began running to it and almost smiled as I saw a bar but before I get there I ran into a huge man. I tried to budge him but he wouldn't move. He grabbed my arms and held me in place.

"Woah, there slow down girly."

"Get off of me!" I yelled and purple manner wrapped around the mans wrist and I flung him across the ground making him bump into a vehicle. I heard him, and I ran into the forest behind the small town bar. Maybe he wouldn't find me there.

Logan growled as he slowly got up, wishing he would've just left the girl alone.

"Excuse me Sir."

Logan turned to the voice and furrowed his brows.

"Have you seen this girl." The man showed Logan a picture of a purple haired young girl and Logan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No, sorry, hasn't come this way."

The other man sighed and tucked the picture back into his blazer pocket, he turned to his lackeys and spoke silently to them.

He turned to Logan and smiled as he realized who it was.

"Well, well, well, Wolverine, what are you doing in a small town country?"

"Who the hell're you?" Logan growled lowly.

"Pardon me, I'm Leighton Simmons." Simmons held out his arm to shake Logan's hand but he glared at it and looked back at Simmons.

Simmons coughed awkwardly and handed Logan a business card to him.

"Well if you see her call me."

Logan peered at the card and growled lowly, watching as Simmons and his lackeys walked off.

All he could think of was who that girl was and what was she?