Authoresses: Rogue 238, CF and Sweety8587.
Authoresses comments
(Sweety) : Things are never going to be the same again. Please make sure to keep your arms and legs inside the fic at all times. Enjoy the ride and make sure you do not have a sure hold on logic and your sanity. Else, the fic aint that enjoyable.
(Rogue238): Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a room, a round room, a round rubber room. I died there. They buried me way down deep in the sewer. There were rats, round rats, round rubber rats. I hate rats. Rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. . .
(Cat2Fat900): Well, you saw what Sweety said. No sanity allowed! Well, not much anyways. It's overrated, I swear. Anyway, well, enjoy the fic. It's crazy. And, as always, support squirrel world domination! Review! Or else! Though I haven't figured out what the 'what else' is yet…
Disclaimer: Neither Rogue238, CAt2Fat900, nor Sweety8587 own, or have ever owned X-Men X-Evolution, but not for lack of wanting. .
Chapter 1: Pulsing disco light, suck me into your world
3 AM (+ 5 hours GMT)
The soft clacking of the keyboard keys was the only sound in the large, rather open room. The monitor's light fell on the face of a young girl as the glared at her computer screen. It seemed quite apparent that had the time not been 2 in the morning, she would have been yelling many a profanities. But she was forced to settle with glaring and muttering.
I cannot believe these writers! What are they five? Better yet…do they think we're five? She thought angrily as she closed the site. Sweety was generally a laid back and easy going person but there are those days….days when she got out of her denial and went to check on the new comics and storylines for the X-men. Those were often dark days….very dark days. Such as today, well it was a dark night, but lets not be too technical yes?
Sweety decided that a good ole smut and fluff fest filled with Remy and Rogue goodness was required before heading to bed. No better way to guarantee sweet dreams. A small pop-up from the lower right hand corner of her screen caught her eyes and she grinned. An email from CF, which was followed by a message from Rogue238. She clicked open the blinking window but squinted and barely kept back a startled scream, though a very loud yelp did get out…. As a rather large and ooky looking green-purple mist floated next to her chair.
Her eyes widening behind her eyes, she glanced at her parents door hoping that they hadn't heard her yelp. She glanced at her computer and then at the mist. What in the world is this…Is this what hallucinations are like? She sneaked another peek at the wooden door before looking back at the mist hanging.
It was pulsing softly, a green light that was growing and fading to a beat all its own. A bit like it was thinking it was a disco light really. She looked into it and was quite startled to find that she couldn't see through it. Instead the green and purple faded into a dark blue-black color.
I wonder if you can feel the things in your hallucination. And she raised her hand to touch the mist…..
5 PM (-5 GMT)
The clicks of the mouse and the clacks of the keys could distinctly be heard over the low humming of the air conditioner. The faint light from the monitor fell on the face of a young girl who had an insane grin on her face. She laughed evilly, albeit quietly, but evilly nonetheless.
Normally, Cat2fat900, also known as CF, would have been a lot more subtle. After all, she was going online and writing her fanfiction when she was supposed to be doing her homework. But who cared about homework anyway? Torturing poor, unsuspecting characters was so much fun. However, that day, her parents had made the mistake of leaving her alone in the empty house with a working computer.
She grinned as she popped open her Outlook Express folder. She waited for the machine to process, then her face lit up as she saw that she'd received two emails, one from Sweety and one from Rogue238. Probably in answer to the one she'd sent earlier. She moved to click on them, but then she yelped, jumping back an consequently falling off her chair. A small, pulsing green-and-purple light was floating in the air next to her.
She got up, looking at it and realizing that it looked a bit like a disco light, or her last science experiment gone wrong. She looked around suspiciously, but raised a hand to touch it…
4 PM (-6 GMT)
Click, click, click. . . the sounds of the keyboard droned on never changing. The house was empty except for the young woman typing. The quiet scares her and she puts a Dido CD on in the background. That's better, back to typing.
The name of the girl is Rogue238. Her kids were visiting their aunt today, and her husband was still working out of town. She sighed. Being alone wasn't very much fun. . .
So, she was typing the lastest chapter of her newest fanfic and decided she needed a break from the typing. She should have been cleaning, but she was tired of cleaning. Cleaning wasn't any fun either.
So she thought she check her e-mail, after first saving her file. She clicks on internet explorerer and first checks FFNet to see if her story has any new reviews. It doesn't. So she goes to her webmail site. She had sent both Sweety and Cat2Fat900 e-mails that morning and was wondering if they got them. She notices she has two emails, one from each of them. She smiles, feeling less alone.
She clicked on the first one, when suddenly a greenish-purple light came from the computer and hovered next to her. She squinted at the light. She assumed she is dreaming. Green and Purple lights just don't pop out of e-mails. So, she decided to find out just how far this dream will go. So, she shrugs and reached a hand out to touch it. . .
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