As she walked through the halls of the building, she kept her eyes down
and her head covered. Living at the school for months without being noticed
had taken a lot of work. She liked the Professor and Dr. Grey, but now that
Dr. Grey was gone and the Professor had other things to do, she just did
her best to not stand out. Being a shape-shifter was easy, but being a
shape-shifter with telepathic abilities was hard. Dr. Grey had been helping
her, but now she wasn't around anymore. Finding out before everyone else
had been one of the hardest parts. As soon as the jet landed, she knew. At
12, she knew a lot of things that made her life difficult. She had never
learned how to fully control her powers, so that, at times, she could hear
people's thoughts as easily as if they were talking to her. She knew about
what had happened at Alkaline Lake, and it scared her. She also knew about
the new mutant, Nightcrawler, and how Pyro had left with Magneto.
Lily had never really liked Pyro. He always seemed so negative, and he would always stare at her, but with her purple hair and sky-blue skin, it was hard for anyone not to stare. Her skin could change colors, though, sometimes against her will. She had found that, thankfully, she got darker at night. It had helped her a lot, not that she couldn't just shape shift if she was in danger, which is what she decided to do now.
She shifted into the form of a normal human, with pale pink skin, and went outside, keeping her head down. Going down the steps, there were a lot of the older students around, Rogue, Bobbie, Jubilee, Kitty, Peter, and some others. Lily was always scared to be around them. Not that she thought they would hurt her, but their friendships startled her. She had never had a friend in her life. Everyone had always feared her purple hair, blue skin and bright yellow eyes. Everyone, that is, but the people here. The other mutants. As she passed by, Rogue called her.
"Hey, Lily!" Turning around, she saw that Rogue was sitting with Bobbie. They always seemed to be together now a days."
"Hey, Rogue."
"Where ya off to?"
"I don't know, just felt like going outside."
"Hey, Jamie and Delia are going out later, maybe to the mall. I'm driving, wanna come?"
"No, I don't think so. I have some schoolwork to do." At this, Rogue stood up and walked over to her.
"I know you don't really want to, but you should really try to make some friends. There are a lot of nice people here, and we all want to help you." Lily knew she was trying to help. She was thinking about how hard it was for her to make friends when she first came, and how she really hadn't wanted to talk to anyone but Logan and Bobbie.
"I appreciate the gesture, but I think I'll just hang out here." With that, Lily turned and walked over to the wooded area of the garden. She quickly assumed her original form and jumped up into a tree, frantically trying to see how far up she could climb. Her t-shirt and jeans got in her way, but she continued to climb. This was when she felt free, climbing. She finally got as close to the top of the tree as she could. She stretched out on a branch and stared up at the sunset. At times like these, her thoughts drifted to her family. They had raised her in spite of her obvious differences. They had tried their best, but, as Lily found out the night before she left, the night she found out she could read minds, they were not her real parents. They had adopted her and given her the name Brittany. Her real name was Night Lily. Her mother had abandoned her at a hospital when she was 2 months old where Mrs. Jenson, her adopted mother, was working as a nurse at the time. When Lily found out, she packed a bag and left, heading towards New York. The Professor found her and sent Mr. Summers and Dr. Grey to get her. The hardest thing about living at the school was knowing that Dr. Grey knew who her mother was, but didn't tell anyone. Lily had found out by accident, but Dr. Grey had quickly put up a block to prevent her from getting any more information than that. The secret of her parents, close enough to reach for a time, had drown with Dr. Grey in Alkaline Lake.
All at once, she realized two things. One, she was crying, and two, she was not alone. Someone was on the branch behind her, trying very hard to be quiet. She quickly turned and was surprised to see two yellow eyes watching her. Startled, she jumped back. The branch she was on came out from under her and she was falling. Suddenly, there was someone holding her, and then they were on the ground. She was shaking, scared to death. She looked up to see the same two yellow eyes looking at her. It was dark by now, and it was cold.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Lily concentrated on getting the world to stop spinning, suddenly realizing that this was Nightcrawler. She had not actually seen him yet, so he had taken her off guard. Looking at her arms, she realized that she was almost the exact same shade of blue as he was. This scared her. She had never met anyone that looked like her, and she was taken aback at how much he had scared her. She stood up, shook the dirt off of her, and looked at him again.
"No, I'm sorry. I was supposed to be inside a while ago. It's late, so." With that she went inside and ran to her room. Once there, she changed and jumped into bed, being careful not to wake anyone.
"How could he look like me," she wondered. The thought of anyone being like her was frightening. She held up her arms and looked at them. They were definitely blue. She wanted to cry. Every night for as long as she could remember, she would look at herself to see if the nightmare was still real. Tonight was the same as always, although now, she took comfort that she was not alone.
Lily had never really liked Pyro. He always seemed so negative, and he would always stare at her, but with her purple hair and sky-blue skin, it was hard for anyone not to stare. Her skin could change colors, though, sometimes against her will. She had found that, thankfully, she got darker at night. It had helped her a lot, not that she couldn't just shape shift if she was in danger, which is what she decided to do now.
She shifted into the form of a normal human, with pale pink skin, and went outside, keeping her head down. Going down the steps, there were a lot of the older students around, Rogue, Bobbie, Jubilee, Kitty, Peter, and some others. Lily was always scared to be around them. Not that she thought they would hurt her, but their friendships startled her. She had never had a friend in her life. Everyone had always feared her purple hair, blue skin and bright yellow eyes. Everyone, that is, but the people here. The other mutants. As she passed by, Rogue called her.
"Hey, Lily!" Turning around, she saw that Rogue was sitting with Bobbie. They always seemed to be together now a days."
"Hey, Rogue."
"Where ya off to?"
"I don't know, just felt like going outside."
"Hey, Jamie and Delia are going out later, maybe to the mall. I'm driving, wanna come?"
"No, I don't think so. I have some schoolwork to do." At this, Rogue stood up and walked over to her.
"I know you don't really want to, but you should really try to make some friends. There are a lot of nice people here, and we all want to help you." Lily knew she was trying to help. She was thinking about how hard it was for her to make friends when she first came, and how she really hadn't wanted to talk to anyone but Logan and Bobbie.
"I appreciate the gesture, but I think I'll just hang out here." With that, Lily turned and walked over to the wooded area of the garden. She quickly assumed her original form and jumped up into a tree, frantically trying to see how far up she could climb. Her t-shirt and jeans got in her way, but she continued to climb. This was when she felt free, climbing. She finally got as close to the top of the tree as she could. She stretched out on a branch and stared up at the sunset. At times like these, her thoughts drifted to her family. They had raised her in spite of her obvious differences. They had tried their best, but, as Lily found out the night before she left, the night she found out she could read minds, they were not her real parents. They had adopted her and given her the name Brittany. Her real name was Night Lily. Her mother had abandoned her at a hospital when she was 2 months old where Mrs. Jenson, her adopted mother, was working as a nurse at the time. When Lily found out, she packed a bag and left, heading towards New York. The Professor found her and sent Mr. Summers and Dr. Grey to get her. The hardest thing about living at the school was knowing that Dr. Grey knew who her mother was, but didn't tell anyone. Lily had found out by accident, but Dr. Grey had quickly put up a block to prevent her from getting any more information than that. The secret of her parents, close enough to reach for a time, had drown with Dr. Grey in Alkaline Lake.
All at once, she realized two things. One, she was crying, and two, she was not alone. Someone was on the branch behind her, trying very hard to be quiet. She quickly turned and was surprised to see two yellow eyes watching her. Startled, she jumped back. The branch she was on came out from under her and she was falling. Suddenly, there was someone holding her, and then they were on the ground. She was shaking, scared to death. She looked up to see the same two yellow eyes looking at her. It was dark by now, and it was cold.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Lily concentrated on getting the world to stop spinning, suddenly realizing that this was Nightcrawler. She had not actually seen him yet, so he had taken her off guard. Looking at her arms, she realized that she was almost the exact same shade of blue as he was. This scared her. She had never met anyone that looked like her, and she was taken aback at how much he had scared her. She stood up, shook the dirt off of her, and looked at him again.
"No, I'm sorry. I was supposed to be inside a while ago. It's late, so." With that she went inside and ran to her room. Once there, she changed and jumped into bed, being careful not to wake anyone.
"How could he look like me," she wondered. The thought of anyone being like her was frightening. She held up her arms and looked at them. They were definitely blue. She wanted to cry. Every night for as long as she could remember, she would look at herself to see if the nightmare was still real. Tonight was the same as always, although now, she took comfort that she was not alone.