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Summary: Lynx (Gigi LeBeau) and Raptor (Miller Munro) are best friends. What happens when one falls in love with the other?
Chapter One: The Beginning
Miller Munro was an adorable boy of two when his life changed forever. He was a cutie with the café au lait skin and pale blue eyes that he'd inherited from his mother and the dark hair from his father. On Sept. 3 after his birthday in June, a beautiful baby girl joined the mansion. Her name was Ginette Marie LeBeau and she was the happiest baby in the world. She had pale skin, green eyes and blond and brown hair. Gigi's hair came in brown but it lost its pigment as it grew, so the tips were blonde. Her mother even let little Miller hold little Gigi with the help of his father. And that, as they say, was that.
Ten years later. Lynx is now ten and Miller is twelve.
Gigi pulled Miller into the med lab by his uninjured arm. Her brown and blond hair bounced around her head as she ordered him around. "I don't care, M, you cut yourself and you are going to let Aunt Jean take care of it. She's not gonna hurt you."
The older boy cradled his right hand against his stomach, a bloody paper towel wrapped around it, and he growled at her. He was his father's son after all. But he did what she wanted him to. He always did.
Jean met them at the door and smiled at the two inseparable children. "So what happened?"
"I cut myself in the kitchen, Dr. Summers."
"Well, come here and let me have a look at it," she ordered as she gestured towards a chair. Gigi took up a protective stance behind her best friend and placed her hand on his shoulder to lend her support. They both watched as Jean gathered her supplies. "Okay, now let's just unwrap this..." her voice trailed off and she just stared at his hand.
"Aunt Jean?" Gigi asked, worried and peering over his shoulder. His hand wasn't cut! "But I saw ..."
"I'm sure that you did, Gigi." Jean had collected herself. "It appears that Miller's mutation has manifested."
Miller turned and looked at Gigi with a big grin on his face.
"Just let me take some blood to confirm it." She withdrew a vial of blood and Miller never flinched. He didn't need to: Gigi did it for him. "Gigi, wash off his hand while I go test this sample."
Gigi took up the cloth and water that Jean had brought to clean the cut and washed off Miller's hand. Then they sat there, smiling inanely at each other until Jean came back.
"Miller, have you noticed little cuts and bruises healing quickly lately?"
"Well, I did bang my elbow a few weeks ago. It turned purple almost immediately but it was gone by morning."
"Your tests show that you've been active for a few months. It probably started as just healing little things a little faster than normal and so you didn't notice it." She smiled at him. "Now, run up and tell your parents, they're waiting for you in the conservatory."
The children ran away, laughing and joyful at Miller's manifestation.
Summary: Lynx (Gigi LeBeau) and Raptor (Miller Munro) are best friends. What happens when one falls in love with the other?
Chapter One: The Beginning
Miller Munro was an adorable boy of two when his life changed forever. He was a cutie with the café au lait skin and pale blue eyes that he'd inherited from his mother and the dark hair from his father. On Sept. 3 after his birthday in June, a beautiful baby girl joined the mansion. Her name was Ginette Marie LeBeau and she was the happiest baby in the world. She had pale skin, green eyes and blond and brown hair. Gigi's hair came in brown but it lost its pigment as it grew, so the tips were blonde. Her mother even let little Miller hold little Gigi with the help of his father. And that, as they say, was that.
Ten years later. Lynx is now ten and Miller is twelve.
Gigi pulled Miller into the med lab by his uninjured arm. Her brown and blond hair bounced around her head as she ordered him around. "I don't care, M, you cut yourself and you are going to let Aunt Jean take care of it. She's not gonna hurt you."
The older boy cradled his right hand against his stomach, a bloody paper towel wrapped around it, and he growled at her. He was his father's son after all. But he did what she wanted him to. He always did.
Jean met them at the door and smiled at the two inseparable children. "So what happened?"
"I cut myself in the kitchen, Dr. Summers."
"Well, come here and let me have a look at it," she ordered as she gestured towards a chair. Gigi took up a protective stance behind her best friend and placed her hand on his shoulder to lend her support. They both watched as Jean gathered her supplies. "Okay, now let's just unwrap this..." her voice trailed off and she just stared at his hand.
"Aunt Jean?" Gigi asked, worried and peering over his shoulder. His hand wasn't cut! "But I saw ..."
"I'm sure that you did, Gigi." Jean had collected herself. "It appears that Miller's mutation has manifested."
Miller turned and looked at Gigi with a big grin on his face.
"Just let me take some blood to confirm it." She withdrew a vial of blood and Miller never flinched. He didn't need to: Gigi did it for him. "Gigi, wash off his hand while I go test this sample."
Gigi took up the cloth and water that Jean had brought to clean the cut and washed off Miller's hand. Then they sat there, smiling inanely at each other until Jean came back.
"Miller, have you noticed little cuts and bruises healing quickly lately?"
"Well, I did bang my elbow a few weeks ago. It turned purple almost immediately but it was gone by morning."
"Your tests show that you've been active for a few months. It probably started as just healing little things a little faster than normal and so you didn't notice it." She smiled at him. "Now, run up and tell your parents, they're waiting for you in the conservatory."
The children ran away, laughing and joyful at Miller's manifestation.