Trying to Survive
Chapter 1: Home Sweet Home
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my OC's.
A/N: Here is some more information on Evelyn that I forgot earlier. Her scales and hair are a light bluish-green. She can also change the form of water (ex. solid into liquid into gas). Ivy can use seeds from plants and grow fruit and vegetables in record time. I am not totally positive what's on 3rd and F Street so don't get mad at me. If anyone was wondering, I was planing for the X-men to come a little later in the story. One more note: A big thank you to hnh, Lellida, and my helper mihpares_x!!!!!
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When walking past a building on 3rd and F street one look tells it all. All of the doors and windows are boarded up, the shingles are falling off and slowly the brick is disintegrating. That is an abandoned, rotting house. From the outside, yes. However, in the inside it's a whole different concept.
It was a chilly Tuesday morning in October for the members of Brogan. Wake up, help with breakfast, and be as quiet as you can. "Hey Ivy can you pass the glasses?" asked Evelyn softly since the others were asleep. Ivy whipped out her vines and brought down the glasses from the lopsided cabinet. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Replied Ivy as she started cutting up the apples and oranges she harvested a few minutes before. Evelyn took water vapor from the air and made that into condensation in the glasses. In just a few seconds, all five glasses were filled with "fresh" water. The silence was broken by heavy footsteps on the steps.
"Mornin' ladies!" boomed Zack as he slid into the kitchen. He always liked to make an entrance.
"Would you please keep it down for numerous reasons." Pleaded Hope as she glided down the stairs. "And good morning everyone." Hope then opened the cabinet and placed five plates on the huge table that rested in the center of their too small kitchen. Zack created some electricity and lightly touched the heater so they could have some kind of warmth in the drafty house. He kept his touch until it was relatively warm and his stomach told him it was breakfast time. They all sat down and ate their meal silently.
Several minutes pasted and Evelyn was getting concerned. "Do you think we should wake up Tommy (Thomas)? He's normally the one who is most hungry in the morning."
"I'll wake him up." Offered Ivy starting to stand up.
A moment later a sound came from the basement of the house. It was the sound of wood breaking.
"Oh my gosh!" screamed Hope thinking that it was Mutant Control Agents.
"Go up stairs and wake up Thomas." Said Zack sternly, trying to stay calm. "I'll try to stall them by shocking them."
The girls ran and glided up the stairs to their room. Evelyn ran to Thomas's room, opened the door and yelled down the stairs, "He's not in his room!"
"Crap." Zack whispered. 'Where is he?' Zack quietly walked down the stairs awaiting his fate. __________________________________________________________________
I left you with a cliffhanger folks! I hate when people do that but this is giving you time to review and think about who is in the basement. So please review and tell me your ideas about the mysterious person/s. For some reason when I typed up my fic, it had many paragraphs and this is all one paragraph as you can see. If anyone can tell me how to fix that, I would be so glad! Thanks.
Chapter 1: Home Sweet Home
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my OC's.
A/N: Here is some more information on Evelyn that I forgot earlier. Her scales and hair are a light bluish-green. She can also change the form of water (ex. solid into liquid into gas). Ivy can use seeds from plants and grow fruit and vegetables in record time. I am not totally positive what's on 3rd and F Street so don't get mad at me. If anyone was wondering, I was planing for the X-men to come a little later in the story. One more note: A big thank you to hnh, Lellida, and my helper mihpares_x!!!!!
Here we go! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------
When walking past a building on 3rd and F street one look tells it all. All of the doors and windows are boarded up, the shingles are falling off and slowly the brick is disintegrating. That is an abandoned, rotting house. From the outside, yes. However, in the inside it's a whole different concept.
It was a chilly Tuesday morning in October for the members of Brogan. Wake up, help with breakfast, and be as quiet as you can. "Hey Ivy can you pass the glasses?" asked Evelyn softly since the others were asleep. Ivy whipped out her vines and brought down the glasses from the lopsided cabinet. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Replied Ivy as she started cutting up the apples and oranges she harvested a few minutes before. Evelyn took water vapor from the air and made that into condensation in the glasses. In just a few seconds, all five glasses were filled with "fresh" water. The silence was broken by heavy footsteps on the steps.
"Mornin' ladies!" boomed Zack as he slid into the kitchen. He always liked to make an entrance.
"Would you please keep it down for numerous reasons." Pleaded Hope as she glided down the stairs. "And good morning everyone." Hope then opened the cabinet and placed five plates on the huge table that rested in the center of their too small kitchen. Zack created some electricity and lightly touched the heater so they could have some kind of warmth in the drafty house. He kept his touch until it was relatively warm and his stomach told him it was breakfast time. They all sat down and ate their meal silently.
Several minutes pasted and Evelyn was getting concerned. "Do you think we should wake up Tommy (Thomas)? He's normally the one who is most hungry in the morning."
"I'll wake him up." Offered Ivy starting to stand up.
A moment later a sound came from the basement of the house. It was the sound of wood breaking.
"Oh my gosh!" screamed Hope thinking that it was Mutant Control Agents.
"Go up stairs and wake up Thomas." Said Zack sternly, trying to stay calm. "I'll try to stall them by shocking them."
The girls ran and glided up the stairs to their room. Evelyn ran to Thomas's room, opened the door and yelled down the stairs, "He's not in his room!"
"Crap." Zack whispered. 'Where is he?' Zack quietly walked down the stairs awaiting his fate. __________________________________________________________________
I left you with a cliffhanger folks! I hate when people do that but this is giving you time to review and think about who is in the basement. So please review and tell me your ideas about the mysterious person/s. For some reason when I typed up my fic, it had many paragraphs and this is all one paragraph as you can see. If anyone can tell me how to fix that, I would be so glad! Thanks.