Disclaimer: Still don't own anything, got it?
A/N: As promised, I brought in some new characters that will again appear
later on.
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Lisa sat on a bench with her friends outside of a popular ice cream parlor. The parlor was on a small road, away from the hustle and noise of New York. Though towering office buildings shot up all around the shop, it somehow had the effect of making one feel that they were far away from the city.
Lisa took another sip of her frozen lemonade and smiled at Jenny. She was the brainy one, Jenny. Her telepathy helped her out there, probably. She was also very caring, due to the small bit of Empathy she had. But her sense of humor was what every body liked about her. And her ability to go from fun loving to book smart in a second amazed and stunned anyone that didn't know her very well. She wasn't the least bit like Alex, which was odd, because they were best friends. Alex was the kind of person who could care less of what people thought of her, but if you insulted her, you could count on having two beautiful black eyes just the same. She had a fierce temper to match her mutation, fire-starting. Then there was Natasha. She sat in a category all on her own. She was shy, but always spoke her opinion. She was smart, but didn't care enough about school to get good grades. She was fit, but hated sports of all kinds. Tasha could fetch things, no matter how far away they were. It was sort of like telekinetics, only she could just think of an object, and there it would be in her hand. When Tasha was in seventh grade, she had forgotten her notebook in her locker when she was in a rush to get to class. The teacher was just about to ask her where her homework was, when it had appeared with a crack like a whip. Lisa and Alex still laughed when they thought of it. They had been in the room when the incident had happened.
The girls were all laughing at another of Jenny's jokes, when just out of the blue, Alex said, "My hair is pink." Of coarse, Lisa heard, "My hair is blonde," but it was still a stupid thing to say. The group went silent. Alex blinked a few times. "What does that have to do with anything?" Tasha asked, as if she was worried for her friends mental health. Alex looked vaguely at her friends. "I dunno," Alex said, "I didn't say it. I mean, I did, but it wasn't me. It was like someone was speaking through me. I dunno," The group looked at Jenny. "It wasn't me!" She cried, "I didn't do that. If you like, I could trace them for." She trailed off, and dropped her voice to a whisper. "Lisa, their still inside you. I can sense them." Jenny closed her eyes for a moment, and then opened them. "It's a really strong mutant," she whispered, as if afraid of being over heard, "It's a girl, younger than us. She's looking for your powers, Lisa. Just your powers. Not you." "Huh?" Lisa asked. "Shh," Jenny replied, "I don't get it either. Just a second. Tasha, come here. Tasha switched places with Alex on the bench to sit beside Jenny. "This person wants Lisa, or at least her powers. Oh, I don't know what she will do with them. This person could be a threat. She could be able to suck out Lisa's powers if she's strong enough. I can't tell." Jenny took Tasha's hand. "Tasha," she began, "I want you to.wait" she stopped. "This girl is trapped. She's caught in a room full of.holographics? But that's impossible. They haven't been invented yet, have they?" her friends shrugged, although she was talking more to herself than them. "She wants to find a way out. She sought out your power, Lisa because.Holy shit!" Jenny's eyes snapped open. "What is it?" Alex asked. "This girl, she can imitate others powers!" Jenny exclaimed, "She's being held for some kind of.experimentation, I guess." Silence followed these words. No one seemed to want to talk. "Can we get her here?" Tasha asked. She was very sympathetic to mutants who were being oppressed by humans. Until her seventeenth birthday, she had lived in one of the feared homes of mutants. Jenny shook her head. "I lost contact. But she'll be alright now. She knows how to use Lisa's powers, so she can escape the holographics." "How did she know how to find me?" Lisa asked. Jenny's answer was solemn. "You're registered."
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Lisa sat on a bench with her friends outside of a popular ice cream parlor. The parlor was on a small road, away from the hustle and noise of New York. Though towering office buildings shot up all around the shop, it somehow had the effect of making one feel that they were far away from the city.
Lisa took another sip of her frozen lemonade and smiled at Jenny. She was the brainy one, Jenny. Her telepathy helped her out there, probably. She was also very caring, due to the small bit of Empathy she had. But her sense of humor was what every body liked about her. And her ability to go from fun loving to book smart in a second amazed and stunned anyone that didn't know her very well. She wasn't the least bit like Alex, which was odd, because they were best friends. Alex was the kind of person who could care less of what people thought of her, but if you insulted her, you could count on having two beautiful black eyes just the same. She had a fierce temper to match her mutation, fire-starting. Then there was Natasha. She sat in a category all on her own. She was shy, but always spoke her opinion. She was smart, but didn't care enough about school to get good grades. She was fit, but hated sports of all kinds. Tasha could fetch things, no matter how far away they were. It was sort of like telekinetics, only she could just think of an object, and there it would be in her hand. When Tasha was in seventh grade, she had forgotten her notebook in her locker when she was in a rush to get to class. The teacher was just about to ask her where her homework was, when it had appeared with a crack like a whip. Lisa and Alex still laughed when they thought of it. They had been in the room when the incident had happened.
The girls were all laughing at another of Jenny's jokes, when just out of the blue, Alex said, "My hair is pink." Of coarse, Lisa heard, "My hair is blonde," but it was still a stupid thing to say. The group went silent. Alex blinked a few times. "What does that have to do with anything?" Tasha asked, as if she was worried for her friends mental health. Alex looked vaguely at her friends. "I dunno," Alex said, "I didn't say it. I mean, I did, but it wasn't me. It was like someone was speaking through me. I dunno," The group looked at Jenny. "It wasn't me!" She cried, "I didn't do that. If you like, I could trace them for." She trailed off, and dropped her voice to a whisper. "Lisa, their still inside you. I can sense them." Jenny closed her eyes for a moment, and then opened them. "It's a really strong mutant," she whispered, as if afraid of being over heard, "It's a girl, younger than us. She's looking for your powers, Lisa. Just your powers. Not you." "Huh?" Lisa asked. "Shh," Jenny replied, "I don't get it either. Just a second. Tasha, come here. Tasha switched places with Alex on the bench to sit beside Jenny. "This person wants Lisa, or at least her powers. Oh, I don't know what she will do with them. This person could be a threat. She could be able to suck out Lisa's powers if she's strong enough. I can't tell." Jenny took Tasha's hand. "Tasha," she began, "I want you to.wait" she stopped. "This girl is trapped. She's caught in a room full of.holographics? But that's impossible. They haven't been invented yet, have they?" her friends shrugged, although she was talking more to herself than them. "She wants to find a way out. She sought out your power, Lisa because.Holy shit!" Jenny's eyes snapped open. "What is it?" Alex asked. "This girl, she can imitate others powers!" Jenny exclaimed, "She's being held for some kind of.experimentation, I guess." Silence followed these words. No one seemed to want to talk. "Can we get her here?" Tasha asked. She was very sympathetic to mutants who were being oppressed by humans. Until her seventeenth birthday, she had lived in one of the feared homes of mutants. Jenny shook her head. "I lost contact. But she'll be alright now. She knows how to use Lisa's powers, so she can escape the holographics." "How did she know how to find me?" Lisa asked. Jenny's answer was solemn. "You're registered."
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