The sweetest melodies
The bar was a dark, dingy place with surprisingly good music.
It was an eighties inspired bar.
Kathryn and Becca were mutants looking for jobs in New York when they stumbled across the bar.
It was called Play.
Luckily they both had amazing voices and the bar was looking for singers/waitresses.
That's where our story starts.
Becca was playing the opening bars on the piano as Kathryn began to sing.
She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
And she'll ruin your faith
with her casual lies
And she'll only reveals
what she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to
At the end of the song someone walked in. Exiting the stage her and Becca went to investigate.
"Excuse me sir, if you don't mind me saying, but you're looking pretty down." Her English accent was incredibly strong compared to the southern accents he was surrounded by daily.
"Well would you be bummed if the woman you were dating dumped you a day after you signed your company over to her?"
"Sounds distinctly like rich people problems." She said trying to lighten the mood.
"I mean, I loved her and turns out she was just using me for my company." He said
"And this is why it's so much simpler being poor." She said and he laughed.
"Hey Kathryn?" Becca said signalling her over.
"Be right back." She said to the man. He just nodded.
"What?" She said walking over to Becca
"I smell trouble."
The thing is when Becca smells trouble it usually means people are going to die, and they'll be back on the run from angry mutant haters.
"Shit."
Just as Kathryn said the word the doors flew open to reveal five men in full combat gear with guns.
"You take them, I'll protect the man." Kathryn said spotting the stranger she was talking to earlier being dragged out.
"Ok" Becca said as she unsheathed her claws.
Becca was known in the mutant world as wolvie's little sister. Even though they only knew each other through weapon x.
That's right, Becca is X-23.
Kathryn ran over to the stranger, pushing him out of the way as the gun went off.
Into her hand.
Kathryn's hand slowly turned into metal, as she punched the asshole who shot her.
After that was over Kathryn walked over to the stranger.
"I take it your important, considering everyone just wants something off of you."
"I am." Was all he said.
"Who are you then, mister important?" Kathryn asked
"I am iron man."
A/N new fic (I know I should be focusing on a new pack) hope you like it.
Songs:
She's always a woman to me
-Billy Joel