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Rhonda sighed as she sat lonely on the bench in the school yard. She couldn't go back home. Not looking like she did now. Her parents would never take her back looking like she did. The rain storm continued on and she sat absorbing the rain into her jacket she had pulled over her face. One to shield her face from the rain, the other reason being to hide her appearance from the world.

"Why did I have to look like this?" Rhonda cried as she looked down at her hands, her skin was a deep blue. Her eyes burned a bright yellow. Her appearance was the most important thing from her, and yet it was the only thing that changed. She looked up at a billboard for a make up company, a beautiful blond smiled back wither perfect lipstick, not a care in the world. "I wish I look like her." Rhonda said and looked back at her hands, which had turned into normal flesh tone. "What the?" She peered over into a puddle, her face was that of the model's. She gasped.

"Don't be surprised Ms. Lloyd, you have a very amazing gift." A voice said from next to her. Her appearance shattered back into the blue skin form as she looked up to see a man in a dark trench coat standing next to her.

"What do you want? Leave me alone!" Rhonda yelled and backed up.

"Now Ms. Lloyd, you remember me don't you?" The man said and step closer to let Rhonda see his face.

"Mr. Magnus?" Rhonda asked, he was the owner of the Brotherhood corporation they had just visited today. He smiled.

"I noticed you today Rhonda, you have the gift." The man said and sat down next to her on the bench.

"Gift? No, a gift comes from Tiffany's or the GAP, this is a disaster." Rhonda said and folded her arms over her chest as the man simply laughed at her comparison. "It's not funny, my parents kicked me out."

"As have many parents. You see, no matter how much parents love their children, their human instinct to fear the unknown over powers all. You aren't the only one who has been kicked out. That's why my organization is starting up a program to save those children. You may come there to stay, and tell all your friends who have been kicked out too." Mr. Magnus stood up, bowed and walked off as mysterious as he arrived. He left Rhonda with a card in her hand that had the address of where to go.

"I guess it is my duty to gather up all the kids that have no homes." Rhonda said, feeling her natural born leader skills kicking in. She ran off, she knew of a few kids through rumor that had been acting funny.

Helga sat nervously in a seat in the kitchen as Arnold and the rest of the kids gathered around her from a distance.

"So what happen after Olga showed you her powers?" Arnold asked, finally being able to get Helga out of the rain and into the warm kitchen. She had been telling them her story.

"She hugged me, then I felt her becoming part of me! I got her powers and her thoughts running through my head." Helga said and fidgeted, feeling she was under tough questioning.

"That most be tough." Arnold said, and reached out to comfort her but she pulled back.

"Don't touch me!" Helga snapped. "I already got Olga in my head, I don't need you in there too!"

"Okay Helga, just calm down." Phoebe said and made calming hand gestures. "It'll be alright, we are all here to help each other."

"I guess." Helga said and turned away from their glances. Mostly Arnold's, whose jade colored eyes were longer there, just black pits with fire red orbs.

A knock on the front door broke up the tense moment, Arnold walked over and opened it. He was surprised to see Stinky and Nadine standing there. Stinky had a blindfold on and Nadine had over mitts, odd juices in attire, but Arnold knew there was a logical explanation for them.

"Arnold, we heard you were helping Gerald, can you help us too?" Nadine asked, guiding Stinky into the house.

"Sure, you guys have stuff going on too?" Arnold asked. Nadine nodded.

"Yeah, everyone in are class except Park, Robert, and Eugene is showing signs. But there is something more important going on." Nadine said and grabbed Arnold's arm. "You have to come quick!"

"What is it?" Arnold asked, as the group from the kitchen came out.

"It's Mr. Simmons. He is really sick, I was at the school trying to find shelter for me and Stinky and I heard him crying for help in the basement. I would have helped him, but I had to find Stinky safety first." Nadine said in a bit of a panicked tone.

"Okay, Gerald and Helga, come with us. Phoebe, can you stay here and help Stinky?" Arnold said, grabbing his gloves and glasses.

"No problem Arnold." Phoebe said smiling, her eyes still burning white.

The four kids started running. Nadine frowned.

"We need to hurry!" Nadine said, fearing Mr. Simmons was in trouble. Gerald stopped.

"I got an idea. I have had my powers for a while and I been playing around. Let me show you something!" Gerald said and forced his powers out, turning himself into what look like an ice sculpture of himself.

"Great, you can turn into a giant Popsicle. How the hell is that going to help us Geraldo?" Helga asked. Gerald showed her as he from a ramp of ice under him.

"I can make an ice ramp to carry us faster then we can run!" Gerald said with a frosty smile.

"Great!" Nadine jumped on.

"Are you sure that can hold all of us?" Arnold asked. Gerald looked worried.

"Not sure man." Gerald said looking at the ice ramp below him.

"Well, it looks like can hold you and Nadine. I can take Arnold." Helga said.

"Excuse me?" Arnold said.

"I think as long as I don't touch your skin with mine, I can fly us there." Helga said, "So don't try anything funny!"

"Sounds good, meet you there." Gerald said and blasted forward on his ramp with Nadine holding on to him for dear life.

Helga reached into the pockets and pulled out some gloves Olga had in there and put them on.

"You ready?" Helga asked impatiently to Arnold, who looked scared.

"You sure you know what you are doing?" Arnold asked as Helga began to levitate off the ground. She groaned and slipped her arms under his and clasped her hand together at his chest.

"I flew to your house okay didn't I football head?" Helga said and lifted them into the sky. Arnold, half amazed and half scared looked down at the building tops wiz by.

"We are really flying!" Arnold said excitedly as Helga rolled her eyes. "This is amazing."

"Yeah yeah yeah, don't get use to it. I ain't a taxi you know." Helga said as she decided to give Arnold a little shock and did a barrel roll. Arnold let out a yell and grasped Helga's shoulders. All she did was laughed as she landed them outside the school, and waited a second till Gerald appeared on his ice glide with Nadine.

"So where did you hear Mr. Simmons?" Arnold asked as Nadine climbed down the ice ramp.

"Near the basement window!" Nadine said and they dashed over to the window she was talking about. They could hear a slight moan and cry.

"Mr. Simmons!" Nadine called down, "I brought help back, just like I said!"

No reply. Nadine removed her oven mitts and motioned for everyone to stand back. She closed her eyes to concentrate before the piercing sound of what seem to be fireworks blasted through the air. Suddenly sparkling light shot out from Nadine's finger tips and blasted the window out.

"Wow!" Gerald said as Nadine stared to climb in, followed by Helga and the rest. They went down the see the basement was trashed, like there had already been an explosion. In the middle there was some rubble. Mr. Simmons was sticking out from under it.

"MR. SIMMONS!" the group cried. He was covered in cuts and from his waist down he was covered with wreckage.

"Children?" Mr. Simmons replied. Somewhat out of it, his head looked like it was glowing a bit.

"What happen?" Arnold asked, kneeling down next to him.

"I was down in the basement getting some science supplies for the class when I noticed a weird device on the ceiling of the basement. When I pulled it off, it sent out an explosion. I think it is something odd." Mr. Simmons said as Helga used her super strength to uncover the crumbled cement from him.

"What do you mean odd?" Gerald asked and raised an eyebrow at the small device clutched in Mr. Simmons hand.

"I got weird feeling in my head, I can see in your guys minds. Like I am a mutant too. Weird huh?" Mr. Simmons said. The gang looked at each other questioningly.

2 months later……

"Morning class!" Mr. Simmons said, his electronic wheel chair buzzing slightly. He rolled into the parlor of Arnold's house. He had been staying with them since the accident. He had received a rather large settlement from an unknown party to keep quite for the accident. Most figured it was the people who had planted the device. He used his money to rent out the entire boarding house for the children that would come here looking for shelter from mutant haters. All so far all were Arnold's friends.

"Morning Mr. Simmons!" the class answered back in a monotone unity. The class consisted of Arnold, Helga, Stinky, Phoebe, Nadine, Gerald, and Lorenzo. They had all come here looking for help. All of the tenets except for Mr. Hyunh had moved out, fearing the mutants. But Mr. Hyunh was sympathetic for them, after receiving a letter that his own daughter was one and had been put in one of the mutant containment camps ran by an organization called Friends for Humanity.

Elsewhere…

"Rhonda, why can't we just go to Arnold's house, I hear he takes in mutants." Harold whined as they sat in a warehouse used as their house. It had all the luxuries of a normal house, just in a huge area.

"What's wrong with here?" Rhonda said filing here nails on her bad.

"I don't know, feels weird." Harold said and looked around. He had ballooned out to the size of a small car. He was analyzed by the Brotherhood scientist to show his mutant power was extreme weight, extreme strength, and mild invulnerability.

"Well, you wouldn't be able to fit in Arnold's house with all that weight!" Sid chuckled as he hung upside down from the ceiling. His whole complexion was green. His powers were know as being a human frog: sticking to walls, long snapping tongue, and incredible jumping powers.

"Shut up Frog Boy!" Harold yelled up to the ceiling. Lila sighed from bed, she was the only one in this group who looked the same. But she wasn't the same. She could read minds and lift things with her mind.

"I am sorry to say Rhonda, but Harold is right, why can't we just got to Arnold's and be with everyone else? It would be ever so much better then staying here." Lila said and looked around at the cold surroundings.

"Easy for you to say, you look normal!" Curly said, hanging from his blue tail from a pipe above his bed. He was covered in blue fur. Gifted with the powers of teleportation and increased fighting abilities. His eyes burned yellow like Rhonda's.

"Lila, have you forgotten why you are here in the first place?" Rhonda asked and turned to face Lila. "Your own principle called up those mutant hating 'Friends of Humanity' and tried to shove you in a camp! It's not too long before Arnold's place is raided and taken in. At least being on private company grounds, those freak hunters can't come get us!"

"I guess you are right. I know my father is ever-so worried about me, I would hate to go to somewhere he would fear for me." Lila said and hugged her legs. The door to the warehouse from the main office opened, in stepped Mr. Magnus.

"Children, I couldn't help but over hearing your conversation. I hope you all. If you stay here and work for my company by letting us observe your powers as they grow, I guarantee a handsome sum to you each month." Mr. Magnus said. The kids perked up a bit.

"Handsome sum as money?" Rhonda asked.

"5,000 each a month." Mr. Magnus said simply and smiled.

"Alright, count me in!" Harold yelled, imagining all the Mr.Fudgey bars he could buy.

"Me too!" Rhonda said and knew she would be living the high life once again.

"Well I don't know…." Lila said and looked away from the rest. She didn't hold money very highly.

"But Lila," Mr Magnus said, walking near her. "Imagine how much that money could help your father. He did lose his job since his work found out his daughter was a mutant."

Lila frowned, she owed it to her father to make this money. "I'll stay."

"Part of making this money is never holding contact with those others at that boarding house, understood." Mr. Magnus said and walked off. The kids sat there thinking of the money that they would get.

6 years later…..

Journal of Simmons-

"Today I sat back and thought of all that has happened since me and my children became mutants. That small device that crippled me was found to be the one that triggered the mutations in us. I got it the hardest in the blast, giving me the over whelming gift of being the world greatest telepath. I know I only read minds of those willing, but still I feel my power is too great for just one man. And the children growing into their powers amaze me. Arnold no longer needs to wear gloves, Gerald no longer worries about freezing randomly, and Nadine and Phoebe have gained expert control through much practice. Unfortunately, Helga still lacks the control over her original power of skin to skin absorbing. She has not had successful human contact in over 6 years. She has accidents bumping into people, but nothing serious enough to do what happen to Olga.  Olga still in her coma, and feared never to recover. I wish I could help Helga, but she refuses to let anyone help. But she seems to deal very well with it for a girl her age. My, they are all 15 and 16 now. I am an old man now. But I won't let that stop me from helping my special children.

-Simmons"

"HELGA!" a sixteen year old Arnold yelled. He was dressed in black jeans and a black tee shirt. He wore a long brown trench coat. His hair was long and hung down to his shoulders. He was chasing the flying vixen up the stairs.

"Sorry Arnold, you snooze you lose!" Helga chuckled as she flew ahead of him through the hall, holding tightly to the last maple bar from breakfast.

"Helga, it was on my plate!" Arnold yelled and chased her down the hall.

"Then come get it back!" Helga laughed evilly, knowing had no chance of getting it back. She surged ahead in her normal outfit. Due to her power of draining a person's life force from them by skin to skin touching, she had to cover up her entire body except for her head of course. She wore a speed skater like outfit, form fitting full body spandex. Thin and aerodynamically. She normally a pink and gray one. With long thigh high boots and full arm gloves. Her hair was long, down to her knees, and kept neat by her pink bow near the ends.

"HELGA!" Arnold yelled out frustrated. Helga flew through the open door to her room and out the open window. She made it clear of Arnold into the crystal blue sky.

She smacked her lips as she finished the maple bar as Arnold watched annoyed from her window sill. He groaned, she still hadn't stopped picking on him all these years.

"Great maple bar football head!" Helga called down from her position bobbing in the air about 20 feet up. She laughed light heartedly.

To be continue……….

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