I do not own any of the X-Men characters, only Angela Warren.
(It's pretty obvious, but I'm saying it anyway... so there XP)
Silver Mirrors
A Deadly Secret
Chapter 1
Angela stared down at at the blades that portruded from her knuckles, cold and bloody. A dead body lay at her feet. She had murdered her ex-boyfriend, Johnny, and she was strangely proud. She hated herself for liking it, but it was involuntary. He'd been a jackass from the start, but she'd been to stupid and blind to believe it. But now he was gone and their conflict would go unknown not for long. She could already hear the police sirens. Angela hurried to the kitchen to clean her blades, then retracting them back into her hands. After which, she grabbed a spare knife from a nearby drawer and then returned to the living room. Dabbing some of Johnny's blood onto the knife, she placed it in his hand. At least no one would think it was her. At least, not for a while. She then ran from the house and dove into her car, speeding away down the dark street.
As she got onto the freeway, her mind began to race. Where could she go? It would only be a matter of time before someone found out what really happened. She had to hide. But where? She continued to drive into the early hours of the morning. It was about 3:00 am when she reached Boston. She was feeling drowsy and was desperately trying to stay awake. But sleep soon prevaled and Angela fell forward against the wheel. Unknowingly, she skidded off the road and plowed right into a large tree outside an old-looking school building. Light flckered on in the buidling and the front door opened, three figures appeared in the doorway and made their way out to where the crash had taken place.
There's someone inside!
One, a woman, yelled. Another, a man, went over to the driver's side. He then raised his sunglasses and red light came from his eyes ad cut open the door. Reaching in, he retrived the badly bleeding woman inside. The other man, who was in a wheelchair, told the other two to bring the woman inside to treat her wounds.
