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P.S. I OWN THE EX-MEN AS A WHOLE, AND I OWN AND LOVE MORPH!
Uncommon Love- by PS
I had run away. Again.
My midnight blue hair trailed along behind me as I ran through the dark streets of New York City.
I could tell that the rest of the Ex-Men was after me, I could feel it.
Feara wouldn't be happy if I ran away for good like I intended too, not that I gave a shit.
They would try all their tricks to catch me, but, unfortunately for them, I knew all their weaknesses.
I skid on the ground as I rounded a corner, nearly falling.
I ran a bit faster, my breath coming out in puffs, the thin jacket I wore providing little warmth.
Suddenly, I felt a presence.
I turned slowly, my hair whipping around my face.
"Hello Seer."
The girl before me was short and thin, her strawberry blonde hair perfectly positioned around her face. She was beautiful, but the thing that turned people off was her neon green eyes that could look straight through things.
"Hello Morph." Her voice like twinkling bells she stared at me, her pupils showing, meaning that she was not in 'seeing through' mode.
"What do you want Seer?"
She leaned against a wall, her arms crossing, "you know what Morphie. Feara's not happy. She wants you back so that she can show you who's boss."
My muscles tightened, preparing for a fight, "well then, she can come and drag me back herself."
Seer's face was somber, "I agree. That's why I'm letting you go."
I stared at her, my golden eyes wide, "what do you mean?"
She smiled at me, a rare occurrence, "you aren't supposed to be with us Morph. Only she doesn't see that."
I blinked, "see you later Seer."
She dipped her head to me, "you better hurry up and leave the city. She wants you bad."
I knew what she meant. Feara not only liked my powers but she and her brother, Rex, were sexually attracted to me too.
"Thanks Seer. I won't forget this."
She looked down the alley, "you shouldn't. It's never wise to forget one's enemies face."
And with that I turned and ran down the alley, my eyes wide, the fear of the Ex-Men driving me on…
The Next day
I was in a truck stop, cleaning away the grime of the streets, trying not to forget my enemies faces.
I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror. Wide golden eyes stared back, popping against a pale face that was framed by long midnight blue hair that shone in the artificial light. A slim torso that showed enough bust alerting you that I was, indeed, female. Curvy hips, and short legs encased in gray jeans followed.
I shook my head to myself and straightened my blue tank top and fingered the moon pendant that hung from a silver chain.
I pulled on a leather jacket that I had stolen and pulled my hair into a ponytail. After I had made myself presentable I left the truck stop, pondering on hitching a ride.
As I started walking a figure called out to me, "hey, you!"
I felt my powers surge, ready to defend me in the most primal of ways.
I turned slowly to see a woman behind me, her hair red, her eyes a strange yellow color. But, what really caught my attention was her blue reptilian skin.
"I know what you are."
I flicked my attention to her words, "w-what?"
"You're a mutant, like me. I'm Mystique."
I stared at her for a moment, then, I ran.
I was best at that after all.
I heard her calling to me, but I ran faster, my legs pumping at an amazing rate.
Once I was far enough I stopped, my chest heaving as leaned against a wall.
Who was that lady? A mutant? Like me?
"You can't run from me Morph."
I gasped and snapped my head to the right, and leaning against the same wall as me was Mystique, a smile curving her lips.
"How do you know my name?"
She pushed herself off the wall and paced closer to me, I inched away.
"I know a lot about you Morph. Abusive father; sleep-inducing powers; the Ex-Men; always running, running, running."
I stared at her, "who are you?"
She smiled at me, and changed shape, her face morphing into Feara's. "I'm any one you want me to be."
I stared at her in wonder, "you-you're a shape shifter!"
She went back to her original form, "yes. And a messenger. My boss has heard of you, and he likes your talents, he wants you to join us."
My brow furrowed, "and who's your boss?"
She quirked an eyebrow, "his name is Magneto."
My eyes widened, "you mean the Magneto wants me for his team?"
She smiled, "yes. He likes your talents."
I swallowed, I would never have to stoop down again, I could even battle the Ex-Men with their protection, "yes."
She smiled, "then lets go then."
And as she walked away I followed, looking back over my shoulder like I always did…
Magneto's Headquarters'
"This is Morph Magneto."
I watched as the man named Magneto stared down at me, his blue eyes piercing into my soul, prying me apart.
"Hello Morph. I'm intrigued, what, exactly, are your talents."
I was intimidated. All around me were mutants. Mystique stood by Magneto's side, obviously his right hand woman. Everyone stared at me, but one boy in particular watched me.
"I make people fall to sleep sir."
He smiled at me and the people around me chuckled, all but that boy.
His hair was a sandy blonde, and his tawny eyes watched my every move, as though he would pounce if I did something wrong. He played with a lighter in his hand.
"I see, anything else?"
I felt pride well up in me, he was genuinely interested, "yes sir. My talents range far and wide: I can make people fall into a coma-like state; I can go into their minds while they sleep, make them do my bidding; I require little sleep; and I can take their energy as they sleep and make it my own. Oh, and I can see pretty well in the dark."
Magneto leaned back in his chair and inhaled deeply, "interesting, very interesting. Do you truly wish to join us?"
I nodded, "yes. Yes, I do sir."
He smiled, "good; Mystique."
Mystique came up to me and took my hand, "repeat these words, 'I promise to fulfill my duty to the Brotherhood and never to betray them. I will help Magneto in his journey to make the world a mutant filled place.'"
I repeated the words, my voice never quivering. The whole room stared at me as I did so.
Magneto smiled at me, "congratulations Morph, you're part of the team."
I smiled back, my head filled with warmth and trust.
"Pyro," Magneto called, "take Morph to her room."
I turned and saw the boy that had stared at me come forward.
He looked at me for a moment, then looked away, "c'mon."
I followed him out of the room, feeling both Magneto and Mystique's eyes on me the entire time…
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