Disclaimer: don't own the x-men, though I wish I did, I do however own Johanna and if you steal her I'll have to hunt you down, you wouldn't like that, now would you??
A/N I know, it's been a long tme coming, but I'm lazy!! ThaT and it takes a longggg time to change to small letters, stupid caps lock button!!!
X-MEN
Swift
PART ONE



A young woman in her mid twenties, was walking down a new
york street very late at night. She had red hair and bright
blue-hazel eyes. She was not very tall, only about five foot
three or four, she was very muscular although she did not appear to be. She was dressed all in black, from head to toe,
and she walked very swiftly and cat-like. Almost silently she
blended into the shadoews, had it not been for the
brilliant shine of light that would sometimes escape from her
eyes, momentarily exposing her as a mutant to all who noticed.
The street that she walked on was not safe, as most streets in
Nnew York, it was crime ridden and dangerous. There were dark
alleys around every turn, for a young woman these alleys and
the people who inhabited them could be deadly. Even
for someone with heightened senses and an ability to hide in
the shadows. She turned down a quiet street. It was dark, except
for the lamps that rested on every corner, casting an
eerie glow over the desolate street. Few cars passed this way
even in the daytime, and the ones that did were either lost
or from out of town. This was the Mutant sector where no self respecting human would even look towards, much less enter. Which explains why the young woman was so frightened when she heard a car quickly approaching the calm street. The car roared around the corner and screeched to a halt in front of her, barely missing the poor woman. She quickly turned and began to hurry away as four men jumped out of the dark car. They surrounded her before she had the chance to run.-What do you want? - She cried out helplessly.
-We want you and your kind, dead.- Was the simple yet brutal response.
The circle grew tighter, there was no escape for her now.The men began to beat her, and as she started to slip into unconsciousness, tears ran down her blood soaked cheeks, she cried for mutant kind and how she knew they would always be treated. The men grabbed the now unconscious woman and violently stuffed her broken frame in the trunk of their car. They quickly drove off in fear of being caught.