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This is kind of a work in progress. It doesn't feel done to me but here it is after a long wait. Sorry!
Chapter Two: Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
Cole Tiller hated going to sleep ever since he had been attacked by that freak bodyguard of Ty's. Just laying in the darkness of his bedroom caused him to see the glowing eyes and sharp claws of that monster and feel the living shadows on his skin. His parents had taken him to therapy and put him into rehab thinking that his nightmares and fears were all caused by the booze and drugs but he knew the truth.
Everything was that freak's fault.
He wanted to blame Tatyana as well, if it wasn't for her being a freak they could have been together. If her genetics hadn't been tainted he would have eventually had her in his bed screaming his name. And maybe he would have been different with her, he had always been attracted to the strange girl deep down, hell his father and step-mother thought she would have been a wonderful fiancee for him; the two famous children of two old money families combining would have made headlines all over the country. And he would be linked with the famous Hawking-Winston family and their fortune would have been his for the taking.
Yet he couldn't fully blame the girl, in spite of her freakishness, he had known Tatyana since they were both babies. Their mothers had been close friends and made them have play dates together and had them get the same nanny when they had to go anywhere. Until of course Tatyana supposedly got "sick" around the time they were hitting puberty and wasn't allowed to see anyone. Then his father divorcing his mother, Evangeline Tiller, and marring an Italian tartlet named Fiorela Bianchi, whom he had randomly met in Italy who had a personality that was as fake as her breasts and her blond hair, caused Cole to lash out at everyone. The only two people who seemed to care about him weren't around him and everyone else who said they cared only wanted what he and his family had. And then when he finally is able to see his old friend Ty again, he finds out that she has changed. She seemed almost afraid of his company and could hardly stand to be around his family, so she becomes friends with her bodyguard. At least Cole now knew why he wasn't allowed to see her and why she didn't want to be around his family.
Cole ran his hands through his hair and sighed as leaned up against his wall, his skin pale and clammy. His hair fell into his eyes now, having not bothered to cut it nor do much else to his body. He had stopped eating and barely slept and only showered because Fiorela bitched at him anytime he looked even slightly dirty. But he also knew why that was, the woman had grown bored of fucking his father for his money and wanted to try him on for size in spite of "raising him" (if you could call sticking him with a maid while she went to go blow his father's cash, raising him). Though dirty, skinnier and much paler then before, he was still attractive and Fiorela made that quite clear.
In spite of his reputation the thought of the woman made his skin crawl. So he ignored her flirtatious actions and his friends' calls and kept to himself, wondering if this was how Ty felt when she started developing her problem and didn't, no couldn't be seen by the rest of the public.
"Great now I'm sympathizing with a mutie…"Cole shivered slightly as a tremor ran through his body. He hadn't been feeling well for the last two days though, he figured it was from the lack of food and sleep his body was getting. His body alternated between being extremely hot or cold at times and pain racked his form until he could hardly leave his bed, not that he wanted to.
It hadn't been just pain, he had also been puking up blood and now he had a cold sweat. He wanted to tell his father about the problem but knew that the man would just think of him as weak after taking him to the doctor and he knew that calling Fiorela or any of the maids would also bring his father into the mix. He couldn't take being called weak, especially not after what had happened to him. But that didn't stop him from crying out as the pain intensified.
Soon the pain came to its peak, his skin felt like it was on fire and he tried not to cry as images of the demon Kayvan smirking down at him filled his mind.
"Pathetic…"He heard the demon growl and felt clawed hands on his neck and he screamed. In his mind the demon burned, like his skin was burning.
Then as fast as the pain began it ended and Cole opened his eyes only to look down and find that his skin was glowing. He rushes towards the mirror and to his surprise he sees that his skin was golden and glowing and his hair curled past his shoulders. He had gained muscle once more but was still skinner then he had once been as shown by the way his jeans hung off of him. But it was what grew out of his shoulder blades that surprised him.
Pure white bat wings extended from his shoulder blades and were covered in blood while his hands were surrounded by a strange white light. He balled his hands into a fist, staring at his hand in horror when the light turned into a white flame.
"I'm a freak…" he starts but didn't get time to dwell on his changed body when the door to his room burst open and his father Byron Tiller ran into the room.
"Son, Fiorela said she heard scream..."Byron stares at his son in shock and horror at the creature that looked like his son.
"Dad…I don't know what happened…dad?" Cole walks towards his father and watches as the man falls to the floor with his hands over his mouth, looking as if he was going to be sick.
Byron shakes his head, "No not my only son as well. God why did you have to make him a monster like his mother…"
"My mother…" Cole starts but falls silent as the man he had once thought of as cold and emotionless begins to cry.
Many Miles away at Xavier's
Tatyana slouches down in her seat as she sits in Professor McCoy's biology class, doodling on her notebook. She and Kayvan had been at Xavier's School for a few weeks, thanks to Kayvan telling her mother about the night their powers were exposed, and now Tatyana was bored out of her mind though she did like the fact that she didn't have to hide anymore.
"So is everything purple sweetie?" A voice whispers into her ear and fingers brush through her hair.
Tatyana growls and slaps the hand away, turning to glare at the blond boy next to her, "Leave me alone sleaze."
Pyro smiles slowly, "Why should I? I think a good looking girl like you should be glad someone as popular as me is noticing them."
The girl looks around and notices that she was the only one who was sitting on the row beside John/Pyro. She raises an eyebrow at him, "Right popular. More like feared. Why are you talking to me?"
"Cause you're the only person who's brave enough to sit next to me since I came back," Pyro shrugs and slouches back in his seat, "Not that I can't blame them. I am a traitor after all."
Tatyana blinks and tilts her head to the side then jumps when a book slams down onto her desk. She looks up into the golden eyes of Professor McCoy.
"Do you two have anything you care to share with the class?" He asks, raising an eyebrow when Tatyana's skin turns red from embarrassment.
"No sir."
Pyro smirks at Tatyana then frowns at his teacher, "No professor."
"Good. Now I hope you two don't mind paying attention from now on. Some of you defiantly need it more than others." Professor McCoy gives Pyro a look before turning away and walking back to the front.
"Red is a nice color on you Ty." Pyro winks at her and Tatyana glares before stretching her leg so it wraps around two of his chair legs and yanks the seat out from under him.
"Bite me, Blondie." She hisses then turns to start copying notes.
Soon class is over and Pyro runs up to catch up with the girl, sliding an arm around her shoulders and grinning down at her.
"So why did you choose to sit beside me sweetie? Was it my dashing good looks?"
Tatyana resists the urge to throw up, "Don't flatter yourself. There was a free seat this morning and don't call me sweetie."
"I'm not the only person that people are intimidated by am I sweetie? I saw the way people look at your friend over there."Pyro motions towards the window where Tatyana notices Kayvan outside sitting by himself under a tree, "You've been here for weeks but you don't have any friends yet. That's kind of pathetic really."
Tatyana sighs, hugging her books to her chest, "Shut…shut up. Firefly you don't know anything about me."
"Whatever, sweetie. Here, here's my number in case you want to have some fun with your life." He slides a piece of paper into her books and walks off winking, clicking his lighter.
Tatyana fidgets slightly with her books, tucking the piece of paper into her book and was about to continue her way down the hall when a hand touches her shoulder.
A smiling Asian girl is standing beside her, "Hey I saw you talking to the pyromaniac over there. Don't pay him any mind. I'm Jubilee. Do you want to go get some lunch?"
"Oh! Sure! I'm Tatyana Winston by the way. It's nice to meet you." Tatyana smiles brightly, blushing just a little and the girl giggles.
"It's nice to meet you too. I've seen you and your friend around here and you seemed like you were out of place and needed a friend. Do you want to invite your friend?"
Tatyana nods then blinks, "Do you think you can give me the tour first? I have no clue where I'm going."
Jubilee laughs and grabs her hand, "Don't worry. It happens to the best of us. Come on!"
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