Disclaimer: I own EVERYTHING! Bwa ha ha ha ha! I control the force! The fooorce!
Kira was currently being locked inside some nineties remake of the guest rooms in Mutant Manor. It disturbed her, really. At least she wasn't surrounded by "psychadelic" mutants. She wouldn't be able to stand the grooviness.
Kira played back the last hour or so before she was forced into this room and sighed. It wasn't her fault that her alternate self didn't know how to fight for crap. True, she fights well for someone like, well, not to be rude, but Jean Grey. She relied only on her powers until she realized that, hey, this girl who looks a lot like her can freeze time too! Kira sighed out loud. That woman should have learned how to fight dirty. None of that hair pulling catfight stuff.
She smiled, though, when thinking of the damage she inflicted on herself. Well, not herself, but Kira #3. She, herself, was Kira #1, that other Kira that looked just like her was Kira #2, and that Cher wannabe was Kira #3.
Back to the damage. From the mere glimpse she saw of #3 while random mutants were dragging her away, she saw that she messed her up real good. A beginning of a black eye, split lip, and a bleeding nose. And she was rubbing her arm too.
She didn't know how much of a mess she looked since there were no mirrors, but she did know that #3 pulled out some of her hair and that her cheek was burning up.
Eh, she felt worse before.
Author's Note: Bwa ha, a chapter has been posted. An extremely short chapter, but still an update. I think before I said that it was the seventies or something, but I was wrong. WRONG! It's the nineties. Hate my mistake if you want, but they're only a decade into the past. Or more then a decade, I dunno. I'm too stupid to do math right now. dances to music in head