Chapter: um... what chapter am I on?
Lethal's Quote: Mom, you gave me life. Now could you stay out of it? (I love my moms though)
AN: I wasn't going to update till Saturday but all the reviews have made me happy. I'm really busy with our SAT practice test. I bombed the math part in case you cared. I also have a really big paper due Tuesday for English/social studies on evolution. Plus it's raining like crazy here in the Aloha state. Not that had anything to do with it. Just thinking of excuses. Um, I have a new fiction. I also have the right to shameless self- promoting so, nya! The other one has one chapter so far and about the same amount of reviews as this story. I also did it on one of my whimsical whims. There I go being repetitive again. Also, I have decided I have enough to say to my reviewers to put it in a separate section from my drearily pointless author notes. I'll just say one thing here to them because more then one said something about it. There will be flash backs, some more of the romance nature then others, I will try to include requested couples (but they will be from a different perspective) and THANK YOU! That was more then one thing. No wonder I bombed the practice test. *Sigh*
In no particular order... except for chronological from when I received them THE REVIEWS!!!!!
Lisa (anonymous)- When I first got your review I wanted to scratch your eyes out with sporks. I don't take criticism well. And since I couldn't write back to you at the time I had some time to brood. I then realized that it wasn't directed at me as a writer, but Ella as a character. I hope. Any way people LIKE that sort of character because she is someone they can relate to (I hope) and maybe she says some of the things THEY want to say and is fun to read about. Or not. I could be totally off base. Why do people like to read about anything stereotyped? Could you tell me some of the things you would say to Ella if she were real and you were pissed? I might be able to work it in to the story. Thank you for your review.
Linzer-b- Thanks for your second review! I'm glad you like my style of writing; I'll probably use it again. What exactly is my style? I have no clue; I just write whatever comes to mind. My friends think I'm a smartass. Does it reflect in my writing? I shall continue and here is your update.
Lazerwolf/Phoenix- Ah ha! Someone likes a pairing I choose! You will get your flashback. Eventually. Probably not as much fluff as you would like since I have close to no experience in 'fluff'.
Davy- I was wondering what gender you were. I will refer to you as Davy. You also will get some flashbacks. Eventually. Thanks for all the info on Rogue. It will be put to good use. Eventually. And DAMN THE 90S! They killed Rogue. *Shakes head* They did so many horrible things. Like bring me up. The world will look back in horror. I think Rogue is great character too. And for your excellent help you shall have this chapter dedicated to you. Although I consider this a filler chapter, mother/daughter banter. It's the thought that counts though, right?
Next chapter you will all meet my sidekick Bob. If you care. ONWARD!
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A face looms above me. I try to focus on it.
"Aunt Jema?" I ask. The face looks stricken.
"No wait... Mom?" Jema is my mothers name not the name of any of my aunts. A slight look of relief crosses her face.
"That's right, Ella, baby. It's Mommy, she says. It looks like she has been crying.
"Geese, what's with you Mom? What happened? Oh wait... I remember." Although I wish I hadn't. "Is Jessi okay?"
"Yes, she's fine. She woke up an hour after, uh, it happened."
I guess that's good.
"You sort of frightened her."
"Well maybe because I nearly killed her by touching her."
My mother frowns, "At least we know that your mouth wasn't affected."
"I knew you would be worried."
She smiles.
"So," I say crossing my arms behind my head on to my pillow, "How long was I out, three or four hours?"
"Try three days."
I bolt up, "Holy sh-"I get silenced by my mother's deadly glare, "Uh, holy, uh, ship. Um... right."
She shakes he head, "We were really worried about you sweetheart."
"Then everyone knows what happened?"
"Yes."
"I'm a mutant."
"That's right."
"Well, my powers are a crap and a half!"
"Your great aunt has that power," she scolds.
"Isn't weird though," I say, "We're not even really related. Isn't she Great-pa's adopted sister?"
"Actually you are right."
"You sound so surprised."
"Ella."
"Right. Um, continue."
"Thank you. It is strange that, though you have no blood relation, you still end up with the same power. What makes it more bizarre is the fact that you and Aunt Rogue appear to be the only ones in the entire world who have it," she states.
"That is just so comforting."
"I'm glad you think so."
"Maybe I should go visit her or something."
"That would be nice of you. Maybe you can get some tips on dealing with your new powers."
"Hey, wait a second," I say, "Don't I get those 'let the poor, sad, poison skinned, soul touch' machines?"
"Eventually, but it won't come for a while. Remember, Aunt Rogue appeared to be the only mutant who has developed these, sort of powers. And why are you so upset on not being able to touch? Is there something I should know about?" Mom asks suspiciously.
I ignore the question and say, "This blows. I wish she was the only one with this stupid arse power!"
"Look on the bright side, Ella. You could work hard and become one of the world's most powerful mutants."
"At the expense of NEVER having human touch, again, without a machine," I countered. "Besides what would the point be in being a power- house? There is no point. And I'm sure as hell not going to be some secret military weapon against opposing countries like New France or something."
My mother sighs, "You really should keep up with your politics. New France is an ally of the U.S.M."
I wave my hand vaguely, "That's besides the point. The point is there is no point. I mean being a power house."
"Won't it make you popular?"
"Look a Jessi. Her power makes he, in fact, less powerful. She is still Miss Senior Class Queen of the School. Not that I care about popularity; that would be shallow," I add quickly.
She smirks, "Of course."
"Anyway, I might not even be a power house. Maybe all I can do is suck the life out of people."
"A mutant power always has the potential to grow, McCoy's law. You learned that in the 5th grade!"
"Fine, maybe I'm just being pessimistic. Big surprise. Is Frank home?" Frank is my step-dad, Nick's dad. I highly doubt he would be.
"Yes, he took a day off because of your condition."
"FRANK took a day off?!? MR. Workaholic!?! Cheese and crackers, you guys really MUST have been worried!"
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little, but it really is amazing. See, Frank is a healer. Quite a good one, too. That's why he is usually at the hospital. He's helping people, I guess. Doing something good, not like the paper-pushing workaholics. It's too bad though. He's a really nice guy. I wish he could spend more time with us but, alas! Duty calls. Sometimes, I think, Nick and I are being deprived of a father figure.
"Well, I think Frank makes a wonderful father figure. He puts others needs in front of his own."
She's been prying again. Exactly why I try not to think around her.
"He also puts others needs in front of his family's and friends," I point out, "And it's not like Frank isn't a great guy, he just gets a little... deep into his work."
"Maybe you're right," she sighs.
"Yup, so am I allowed to go back asleep or what?"
"Of course."
Mom gets up and leaves. I doubt I will be sleeping. There's to many thoughts in my head. I needed her to leave because I can't hind all of them for much longer. I don't want her worried and the fact that not all of my thoughts belong to me might just do that. I wonder how long it'll be till Jessi leaves my head. It's not like she'll be there forever.
Right?
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AN Poor fool. Anyways I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Please review. Oh my God I need to type up my report. Due in 4 days. I have to work on my collage and my algebra and my regular math and my reading workshop. My fingers shall fall off. Might not hear from me for a couple days. I really need to type (UNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH) my report and find more pictures. So buh-bye!!!!!
Lethal's Quote: Mom, you gave me life. Now could you stay out of it? (I love my moms though)
AN: I wasn't going to update till Saturday but all the reviews have made me happy. I'm really busy with our SAT practice test. I bombed the math part in case you cared. I also have a really big paper due Tuesday for English/social studies on evolution. Plus it's raining like crazy here in the Aloha state. Not that had anything to do with it. Just thinking of excuses. Um, I have a new fiction. I also have the right to shameless self- promoting so, nya! The other one has one chapter so far and about the same amount of reviews as this story. I also did it on one of my whimsical whims. There I go being repetitive again. Also, I have decided I have enough to say to my reviewers to put it in a separate section from my drearily pointless author notes. I'll just say one thing here to them because more then one said something about it. There will be flash backs, some more of the romance nature then others, I will try to include requested couples (but they will be from a different perspective) and THANK YOU! That was more then one thing. No wonder I bombed the practice test. *Sigh*
In no particular order... except for chronological from when I received them THE REVIEWS!!!!!
Lisa (anonymous)- When I first got your review I wanted to scratch your eyes out with sporks. I don't take criticism well. And since I couldn't write back to you at the time I had some time to brood. I then realized that it wasn't directed at me as a writer, but Ella as a character. I hope. Any way people LIKE that sort of character because she is someone they can relate to (I hope) and maybe she says some of the things THEY want to say and is fun to read about. Or not. I could be totally off base. Why do people like to read about anything stereotyped? Could you tell me some of the things you would say to Ella if she were real and you were pissed? I might be able to work it in to the story. Thank you for your review.
Linzer-b- Thanks for your second review! I'm glad you like my style of writing; I'll probably use it again. What exactly is my style? I have no clue; I just write whatever comes to mind. My friends think I'm a smartass. Does it reflect in my writing? I shall continue and here is your update.
Lazerwolf/Phoenix- Ah ha! Someone likes a pairing I choose! You will get your flashback. Eventually. Probably not as much fluff as you would like since I have close to no experience in 'fluff'.
Davy- I was wondering what gender you were. I will refer to you as Davy. You also will get some flashbacks. Eventually. Thanks for all the info on Rogue. It will be put to good use. Eventually. And DAMN THE 90S! They killed Rogue. *Shakes head* They did so many horrible things. Like bring me up. The world will look back in horror. I think Rogue is great character too. And for your excellent help you shall have this chapter dedicated to you. Although I consider this a filler chapter, mother/daughter banter. It's the thought that counts though, right?
Next chapter you will all meet my sidekick Bob. If you care. ONWARD!
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A face looms above me. I try to focus on it.
"Aunt Jema?" I ask. The face looks stricken.
"No wait... Mom?" Jema is my mothers name not the name of any of my aunts. A slight look of relief crosses her face.
"That's right, Ella, baby. It's Mommy, she says. It looks like she has been crying.
"Geese, what's with you Mom? What happened? Oh wait... I remember." Although I wish I hadn't. "Is Jessi okay?"
"Yes, she's fine. She woke up an hour after, uh, it happened."
I guess that's good.
"You sort of frightened her."
"Well maybe because I nearly killed her by touching her."
My mother frowns, "At least we know that your mouth wasn't affected."
"I knew you would be worried."
She smiles.
"So," I say crossing my arms behind my head on to my pillow, "How long was I out, three or four hours?"
"Try three days."
I bolt up, "Holy sh-"I get silenced by my mother's deadly glare, "Uh, holy, uh, ship. Um... right."
She shakes he head, "We were really worried about you sweetheart."
"Then everyone knows what happened?"
"Yes."
"I'm a mutant."
"That's right."
"Well, my powers are a crap and a half!"
"Your great aunt has that power," she scolds.
"Isn't weird though," I say, "We're not even really related. Isn't she Great-pa's adopted sister?"
"Actually you are right."
"You sound so surprised."
"Ella."
"Right. Um, continue."
"Thank you. It is strange that, though you have no blood relation, you still end up with the same power. What makes it more bizarre is the fact that you and Aunt Rogue appear to be the only ones in the entire world who have it," she states.
"That is just so comforting."
"I'm glad you think so."
"Maybe I should go visit her or something."
"That would be nice of you. Maybe you can get some tips on dealing with your new powers."
"Hey, wait a second," I say, "Don't I get those 'let the poor, sad, poison skinned, soul touch' machines?"
"Eventually, but it won't come for a while. Remember, Aunt Rogue appeared to be the only mutant who has developed these, sort of powers. And why are you so upset on not being able to touch? Is there something I should know about?" Mom asks suspiciously.
I ignore the question and say, "This blows. I wish she was the only one with this stupid arse power!"
"Look on the bright side, Ella. You could work hard and become one of the world's most powerful mutants."
"At the expense of NEVER having human touch, again, without a machine," I countered. "Besides what would the point be in being a power- house? There is no point. And I'm sure as hell not going to be some secret military weapon against opposing countries like New France or something."
My mother sighs, "You really should keep up with your politics. New France is an ally of the U.S.M."
I wave my hand vaguely, "That's besides the point. The point is there is no point. I mean being a power house."
"Won't it make you popular?"
"Look a Jessi. Her power makes he, in fact, less powerful. She is still Miss Senior Class Queen of the School. Not that I care about popularity; that would be shallow," I add quickly.
She smirks, "Of course."
"Anyway, I might not even be a power house. Maybe all I can do is suck the life out of people."
"A mutant power always has the potential to grow, McCoy's law. You learned that in the 5th grade!"
"Fine, maybe I'm just being pessimistic. Big surprise. Is Frank home?" Frank is my step-dad, Nick's dad. I highly doubt he would be.
"Yes, he took a day off because of your condition."
"FRANK took a day off?!? MR. Workaholic!?! Cheese and crackers, you guys really MUST have been worried!"
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little, but it really is amazing. See, Frank is a healer. Quite a good one, too. That's why he is usually at the hospital. He's helping people, I guess. Doing something good, not like the paper-pushing workaholics. It's too bad though. He's a really nice guy. I wish he could spend more time with us but, alas! Duty calls. Sometimes, I think, Nick and I are being deprived of a father figure.
"Well, I think Frank makes a wonderful father figure. He puts others needs in front of his own."
She's been prying again. Exactly why I try not to think around her.
"He also puts others needs in front of his family's and friends," I point out, "And it's not like Frank isn't a great guy, he just gets a little... deep into his work."
"Maybe you're right," she sighs.
"Yup, so am I allowed to go back asleep or what?"
"Of course."
Mom gets up and leaves. I doubt I will be sleeping. There's to many thoughts in my head. I needed her to leave because I can't hind all of them for much longer. I don't want her worried and the fact that not all of my thoughts belong to me might just do that. I wonder how long it'll be till Jessi leaves my head. It's not like she'll be there forever.
Right?
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AN Poor fool. Anyways I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Please review. Oh my God I need to type up my report. Due in 4 days. I have to work on my collage and my algebra and my regular math and my reading workshop. My fingers shall fall off. Might not hear from me for a couple days. I really need to type (UNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH) my report and find more pictures. So buh-bye!!!!!