Sailor Moon Evolution: Chapter 5: The Newest Member: Black Shade

By Ariela Titan

Don't own SM or X-Men Evolution…except Hotaru's powers and new friends that will becoming later on in the series I'm planing.

Hotaru Tomoe looked at the white haired lady then at the different people before her. Her voice was a lump caught within the boundaries of her throat. The professor man felt her fear, she guessed and spoke gently. "Concentrate very Hard, Ms. Tomoe. I will assist in any ways possible." The man told her in a trusting tone. Sighing, she nodded and began to focus all of her energy and mind onto becoming human again. She felt the stranger backing her mind up, giving her the last bit of energy in the soul needed to overcome this oppsitcal, but it was not enough to stop her from blacking out.

Violet eyes opened in shock and surprise as the young girl woke. She glanced about her nervously. "Calm yourself. Ms. Tomoe." Came a voice. She found herself staring face to face with a blue fuzzy monster. She gulped, then looked to see others. The blue monster looked extremely strong and frightened her, but she relaxed when she saw the girl from earlier that day. "You got quiet a bump on your head, Ms. Tomoe." Came the man. Hotaru finally got a good look at him. He was clearly bald, with dark brown eyes. She also took notice of his wheelchair. She noticed a man in the shadows of the corner huffing, a teenage trio squabbling over a popcorn bowl. Two teens rather close together, smiling comfortingly at her and a girl near both of them a scowl etched on her face. There was a woman next to the wheel chair man. The same woman whom she'd seen flying. Hotaru's hands clutched the blanket as fear consumed her. "Welcome to America. Miss Hotaru." One of the teens spoke. It was the girl with a ponytail who went through the ground. Hotaru gulped and nodded her head in acceptance. "You have nothing to fear from us, Ms. Tomoe." The man spoke. "My name is Charles Xavier and you are in my school for the gifted." He smiled softly. "School for the gifted?" Hotaru whispered, feeling the words dance off of her tongue. "What you might call a school for mutants." He grinned.

Hotaru sighed and looked about her new quarters. It was too bright for her darker tastes, the blanket a blood red color. She stuck her tongue out in disgust. The only thing she liked was the pretty black pearl lamp in the corner near the edge of the bed stand. "Ms. Haruka and Ms. Michiru have both been informed of your coming to stay in our school." Hotaru heard Professor X behind her. She turned to him, "Do you know?" She asked him as he shut the door without any use of hands or physical movement. "Of course, little Ms." He grinned at her. "I remember back in the days when Ororo was around you're age. She came here with another pupil of mine. That pupil went by the name of Trysta." Hotaru gasped. "Sestuna…" She muttered. "Yes…Ms. Meioh was a fine student…always loving to learn more and more about defense with her physic abilities. I never imagined that she would have left, but according to her a more important duty awaited. You know, you remind me of her…Ms. Saturn." Professor X smiled and turned his chair, leaving the stunned teen.

****7 on Monday, 2 weeks later****

Hotaru nervously ran about the room. Her hair spun after her as she quickly raced to dress. When she came out of the bathroom she viewed herself in the mirror Michiru had gotten her for a present. She grinned, turning around to look at the back of her new outfit. Kitty and Jean had helped in her decision on it. It contained a dark black jean skirt that went to her knees and had a slit up about 2 or 3 inches, a dark purple sleeveless shirt with a white flower sparkling on it and a black lacy jacket. Her boots came up to her high ankles and made sure she showed off her attractive legs. She couldn't believe how happy she was after she finally moved in here. The only disappointing piece of this was Raye's continuous missing. According to Prof. X (That's what I'll call him from now on) the girls where abouts had yet to be discovered. As for QuickSilver, Mystique supposedly took him to a hospital and he was on his way to recovery. She shook her head and finished the purple violet clip Kurt had given her for a welcome to the group present. She smiled barely remembering the butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. "Come on Hotaru." Came a voice. Grinning ear to ear, Hotaru gripped her white backpack and raced to meet up with Kitty and the others.

***8 o'clock ***

Hotaru gulped nervously as she knocked quietly on the door. A dark man with blue hair and blue eyes who reminded her of Amy opened the door with a smile. "Hello. Can I help you miss?" He asked in a nice tone. Hotaru nodded her head quickly. "Um…a…" She handed him a scrap of paper. He examined it a moment. "Ah…yes… Come on in Missy." He pushed in her. "Class. Today we welcome a very, very special person." He told the class as the group quieted down and stared at Hotaru. Hotaru felt a heat rush to her cheeks as the boys drooled over her and the girls hissed, scowled or either waved cheerfully. She noticed Kurt waving at her in the back of the room. She looked at the teacher with a questioning gaze. "Go on. Introduce yourself." The man smiled. Blushing even more she looked at her booted feet. In a low soft voice she stated between looking at her feet and the class, "Konichiwa minna-chan. Watashi wa Tomoe Hotaru." She bowed slightly. "Ah…the strangest language in the world…Dorkdom!" One of the cheerleader looks alike shouted from her area. Hotaru blushed. "That is the formal greeting one gives in Japan." She looked at her feet. "Hello. My name is Hotaru Tomoe." She bowed her head. "I'm from Tokyo Japan, in the Juban district." "Does anyone have questions for our new guest and student?" The teacher kindly grinned. "I do!" A boy in the back raised his hand. "What's your funky name mean anyway? And how do you pronounce it." Hotaru shook her head and sighed. "My name means Firefly of Death in English…and it's pronounced HO-TAR-UU." She looked directly at the boy whom grinned. "Firefly of death huh?" The teacher smiled. "I got a perfect idea. Why don't you think up an American name that you can use in your stay and everyone else can do the same. That's an English creative project for today." He spread his arms wide directing to the class. "Whomever comes up with the best nickname for Ms. Tomoe gets extra credit." He heard the class cheer and papers rustle as he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Now missy. Why don't you sit down next to Kurt over there." He pointed to the seat Kurt was waving about and Hotaru nodded curtly. In a few swift moments she was by the boy and happy to not be in front of the class anymore.

TBC…

Next time: Part B more terrors of first days.