I don't have anything to do, so here's the first chapter.
Moira
I was getting tired of staring out the window of my car, looking at nothing but female escorts queuing up to enter the club. Levine and I were supposed to be watching the club because there were rumors of illegal trades of drugs taking place here. But so far, we had seen nothing. "What, getting tired already?" Levine asked with a smile. I looked over at my long-time partner and friend. "Seriously, there's nothing to see here. Why are we...?" I trailed off, my eyes locking on something outside Levine's window. "Hey, isn't that Colonel Hendry?" I asked, my voice surprised. Levine followed my gaze and frowned. "Yeah, that is. And who's that woman in the white cloak with him?" "I don't know, but I'm going to find out," I replied, an idea forming in my head. "How? I don't think they're going to let you just waltz in there... What are you doing?!" He suddenly exclaimed.
Levine watched with horrified eyes as the woman he saw as a sister stripped of most of her clothes. "Using some equipment the CIA didn't give me," I said with a wink, laughing at Levine's dumbstruck expression, before quickly getting out of the car and following the line of 'female entertainment'. I was absolutely confident I would blend right in with them. My CIA training had given my a lean body in much better shape than anyone else in here. Trying to be inconspicuous, I followed the Colonel and his stunning companion, watching them disappear in a private lounge.
Quickly warding off two men's advances, I stepped into the same lounge, only to find it empty.
I stumbled back into the car. "How did it go?" Levine asked anxiously. I couldn't help but give a very un-lady-like snort. "Colonel Hendry's there already. So, of course, no one believed me. And if I started talking about mutants, they would have had me kicked out." Wait," Levine interrupted. "How did Hendry get there before us?" I shrugged. "I told you. Shaw asked the red dude to take him back. He must have been a teleporter." I still couldn't quite believe the spectacle I had seen through a gap in a bookcase in the secret room in the Hellfire Club. Sebastian Shaw in the company of people I knew through research to be called mutants; beings with powers out of the ordinary. In this case, they included the blonde who had diamond hard skin, a cyclone-producer and a red-skinned teleporter with a tail.
As a bulb went off in my head, I gasped. "Levine, have you ever heard of Professor Charles Xavier?" I asked excitedly. Levine shook his head dumbly. "He's a professor at Oxford and an expert in genetic mutations. I'm familiar with his works; he talks about the kind of mutations I told you about." "So what, you think he's mutant, too?" Levine asked sceptically. I rolled my eyes at his absurd suggestion. "I doubt that somehow, people would know if he was one, I'm sure. But, he might know something. If I can bring him in, he might be able to convince the directors of what I'm saying." I had no idea I would be proved wrong on both counts.
Next time, she'll be meeting Charles for the first time.