In a dark alley away from all the crowds and the noise, a loud thunder crashed. Nobody saw the portal open and a girl come out of it running.
"Tom, close the portal! Fast!" shouted Faye shooting a blue blast of energy from her hand into the open portal.
"You had to go through Alvadar, didn't you?" said Tom.
"Shut up and close the portal fast. Did you ever stop to think that maybe the Destroyer is after me because of that mixed signal you sent to their radars?"
A mechanical arm came out of the portal and grabbed Faye by the neck. She struggled to break free but it was no use, the arm just kept on squeezing and squeezing. She reached for her belt and took out a small cylinder. As she pressed her finger against the sensor, it extended, revealing a pole, and at the end of that pole a blade popped out. She held tightly onto her scythe and struck. The arm got cut in two and Faye, now free, fell on her back, gasping for breath. She quickly got up and looked inside the portal.
"Be seeing ya," she said and, out of her headband's jewel, an enormous, white blast of energy came shooting out and into the portal. The great force of the energy leaving her body made Faye fall on her back. "Did I get him?" she asked pushing up.
"You got him alright! There's now one less Destroyer after you. Jolly good, mate!"
"Thanks. Now I have to find a place to change out of these clothes."
"Oh, so you're finally getting rid of that mask?"
"No, I still need it."
"Logan knows what you look like with and without that mask. Not to mention without other things," he muttered quickly.
"I heard that."
"Ahem...However, the others have never met you."
"But they will. Let's go, I'm taking advantage of every single possible second."
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She found a well-hidden place in the corner of the alley and dropped her bag. She was shorter than Logan, even with her high-heeled boots; she had long, dark blue hair and eyes that could pierce anybody's soul. They were blue, more like a crystal sort of blue, so pretty and so shiny that it looked like the ocean in itself. It was surrounded by a dark colored rim that shone in the light.
She was wearing her uniform: a skin-tight, black bodysuit that closed around her neck, but left her shoulders bare, covered all of her arm, and was held tight around her middle finger; black, steel-toed, high-heeled boots; her belt with many pockets and places for supplies; around her neck she had a small locket, which was very dear to her; on top of all that, she had a cape with many latches and a hood. Two of the latches closed around her neck, another on her chest, and the other three on her waist, tights and knees. On her forehead, she wore a band; it was beautifully woven, like a vine on itself, and held tight against her skin. In the middle of it sat a magnificent white gem, which she used to channel all her energy into one gigantic, powerful blast. Locked tightly on the band laid her mask, which had imprisoned her nearly all of her life. It covered her face entirely and only had openings at the end of her nose and around her eyes; it was so made so she could show no emotion when in battle, or anywhere at all for that matter.
Quickly she took her uniform off and put on a skirt, a nice tank top and a short, black leather jacket. She put on her shoes and took off her mask, displaying her very pretty and flawless face, as well as four scratch marks on her left eye.
"You'll need to cover that scar, you know," said Tom, nonchalantly.
"Yea, I know."
"Why don't you use that clay like you normally do?"
"Because I won't be able to change it with my powers. It would make it too easy for Xavier to track me down and send his beloved X-men to recruit me. That'll definitely spoil the entire plan," she said, checking her bag for the other outfit.
"Yes, that's true. But you will eventually use your powers. What then?"
"I won't need my powers until we get to secure Cerebro. And in the event that I do need to travel, I can go at over two hundred miles an hour, Cerebro won't even know where the signal came from by the time I reach my destination."
"Are you sure?"
"Quite," she said finally and, with a rapid movement, she quickly brushed her hair on top of her left eye and walked out of the alley.
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As she came out of it, she put on her sunglasses. At a distance a clock read five o'clock. She had made good time and she wanted to keep it that way.
She started walking in the direction of Bayville High School.
"Tom, close the portal! Fast!" shouted Faye shooting a blue blast of energy from her hand into the open portal.
"You had to go through Alvadar, didn't you?" said Tom.
"Shut up and close the portal fast. Did you ever stop to think that maybe the Destroyer is after me because of that mixed signal you sent to their radars?"
A mechanical arm came out of the portal and grabbed Faye by the neck. She struggled to break free but it was no use, the arm just kept on squeezing and squeezing. She reached for her belt and took out a small cylinder. As she pressed her finger against the sensor, it extended, revealing a pole, and at the end of that pole a blade popped out. She held tightly onto her scythe and struck. The arm got cut in two and Faye, now free, fell on her back, gasping for breath. She quickly got up and looked inside the portal.
"Be seeing ya," she said and, out of her headband's jewel, an enormous, white blast of energy came shooting out and into the portal. The great force of the energy leaving her body made Faye fall on her back. "Did I get him?" she asked pushing up.
"You got him alright! There's now one less Destroyer after you. Jolly good, mate!"
"Thanks. Now I have to find a place to change out of these clothes."
"Oh, so you're finally getting rid of that mask?"
"No, I still need it."
"Logan knows what you look like with and without that mask. Not to mention without other things," he muttered quickly.
"I heard that."
"Ahem...However, the others have never met you."
"But they will. Let's go, I'm taking advantage of every single possible second."
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She found a well-hidden place in the corner of the alley and dropped her bag. She was shorter than Logan, even with her high-heeled boots; she had long, dark blue hair and eyes that could pierce anybody's soul. They were blue, more like a crystal sort of blue, so pretty and so shiny that it looked like the ocean in itself. It was surrounded by a dark colored rim that shone in the light.
She was wearing her uniform: a skin-tight, black bodysuit that closed around her neck, but left her shoulders bare, covered all of her arm, and was held tight around her middle finger; black, steel-toed, high-heeled boots; her belt with many pockets and places for supplies; around her neck she had a small locket, which was very dear to her; on top of all that, she had a cape with many latches and a hood. Two of the latches closed around her neck, another on her chest, and the other three on her waist, tights and knees. On her forehead, she wore a band; it was beautifully woven, like a vine on itself, and held tight against her skin. In the middle of it sat a magnificent white gem, which she used to channel all her energy into one gigantic, powerful blast. Locked tightly on the band laid her mask, which had imprisoned her nearly all of her life. It covered her face entirely and only had openings at the end of her nose and around her eyes; it was so made so she could show no emotion when in battle, or anywhere at all for that matter.
Quickly she took her uniform off and put on a skirt, a nice tank top and a short, black leather jacket. She put on her shoes and took off her mask, displaying her very pretty and flawless face, as well as four scratch marks on her left eye.
"You'll need to cover that scar, you know," said Tom, nonchalantly.
"Yea, I know."
"Why don't you use that clay like you normally do?"
"Because I won't be able to change it with my powers. It would make it too easy for Xavier to track me down and send his beloved X-men to recruit me. That'll definitely spoil the entire plan," she said, checking her bag for the other outfit.
"Yes, that's true. But you will eventually use your powers. What then?"
"I won't need my powers until we get to secure Cerebro. And in the event that I do need to travel, I can go at over two hundred miles an hour, Cerebro won't even know where the signal came from by the time I reach my destination."
"Are you sure?"
"Quite," she said finally and, with a rapid movement, she quickly brushed her hair on top of her left eye and walked out of the alley.
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As she came out of it, she put on her sunglasses. At a distance a clock read five o'clock. She had made good time and she wanted to keep it that way.
She started walking in the direction of Bayville High School.