Aletra
Disclaimers: I don't own x-men but I do own Aletra, she is my own character
Thought up by my own imaginations...
Anyway on with the fic.
Prologue
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A scream pierced through the dark night as the creature of the night emerged, in its newness and innocence it came new to the
earth, it was born, not made. It was pure, not corrupt. The mother of the dark creature cuddled its baby close to her, fangs
glinting in the moonlight as she raised her naked baby to the sky, she knew this child was not like her, this one was not one of
making, this one would live longer than the rest; it was the last of her kind.
She withdrew into the cemetery, carrying her baby with her, knowing that it was half human, and that instead of being a
vampire, it was a half vampire, what of the other half? the father was a mutant, what would become of her precious child? She
already knew it was immortal, not only by right but also by blood. It breathed unlike her, who was dead in the heart but alive in
the body and mind.
She navigated through tunnel after tunnel, going farther and further underground, knowing that she needed to keep it safe, to
hide her baby. Precious. She decided she would call it Aletra, in her language it meant Unreal. The baby was really unreal, not
there but yet there. She was of making, thousands of years before modern humans had appeared on the earth, she had seen
everything she needed to see, and her time was coming, her time was here.
She growled low as she entered her cave, it was dark save for a wooden torch that lit the room dimly, she lay the baby in a
bundle of furs, to sleep. She lay next to it, knowing that it was her time to go. She had lived her life and fulfilled her duty. In the
dark.
She murmured last words to her Aletra "Listen child, there is but a prophecy, you are it I suppose, it is about the child of blood,
child of the night. You are born of the creators most powerful, of the mutant of magnets and the siren Vampire, yes, I am your
mother child, my Aletra, my unreal precious. Remember me in your sleep, remember that when the world turns dark around you,
seek for the mutant of thoughts, not of magnets. Your sire is evil, he shall try to lure you to him, tot he dark side my Aletra, but
heed my warnings; listen to my dreams Precious, look for the mutant of thoughts, the mutant of thoughts............"
She hissed as she laid her head on her baby's chest, her long dark hair covering her face. She whimpered in pain as she closed
her eyes, her spirit was pulled apart from her body, Allesha, Half Vampire was dead.
* Hey, reviews??? What do you think of it? I don't know I just thought if I wrote something weird it would work. Anywayz next
chapter up soon. Cya's**
Disclaimers: I don't own x-men but I do own Aletra, she is my own character
Thought up by my own imaginations...
Anyway on with the fic.
Prologue
* * * * *
A scream pierced through the dark night as the creature of the night emerged, in its newness and innocence it came new to the
earth, it was born, not made. It was pure, not corrupt. The mother of the dark creature cuddled its baby close to her, fangs
glinting in the moonlight as she raised her naked baby to the sky, she knew this child was not like her, this one was not one of
making, this one would live longer than the rest; it was the last of her kind.
She withdrew into the cemetery, carrying her baby with her, knowing that it was half human, and that instead of being a
vampire, it was a half vampire, what of the other half? the father was a mutant, what would become of her precious child? She
already knew it was immortal, not only by right but also by blood. It breathed unlike her, who was dead in the heart but alive in
the body and mind.
She navigated through tunnel after tunnel, going farther and further underground, knowing that she needed to keep it safe, to
hide her baby. Precious. She decided she would call it Aletra, in her language it meant Unreal. The baby was really unreal, not
there but yet there. She was of making, thousands of years before modern humans had appeared on the earth, she had seen
everything she needed to see, and her time was coming, her time was here.
She growled low as she entered her cave, it was dark save for a wooden torch that lit the room dimly, she lay the baby in a
bundle of furs, to sleep. She lay next to it, knowing that it was her time to go. She had lived her life and fulfilled her duty. In the
dark.
She murmured last words to her Aletra "Listen child, there is but a prophecy, you are it I suppose, it is about the child of blood,
child of the night. You are born of the creators most powerful, of the mutant of magnets and the siren Vampire, yes, I am your
mother child, my Aletra, my unreal precious. Remember me in your sleep, remember that when the world turns dark around you,
seek for the mutant of thoughts, not of magnets. Your sire is evil, he shall try to lure you to him, tot he dark side my Aletra, but
heed my warnings; listen to my dreams Precious, look for the mutant of thoughts, the mutant of thoughts............"
She hissed as she laid her head on her baby's chest, her long dark hair covering her face. She whimpered in pain as she closed
her eyes, her spirit was pulled apart from her body, Allesha, Half Vampire was dead.
* Hey, reviews??? What do you think of it? I don't know I just thought if I wrote something weird it would work. Anywayz next
chapter up soon. Cya's**
