Next chapter again I apologise for them being short but my typing skills
aren't great so I made the story into lots of little bite size bits!!!
Remy- 21 Jiana, Scott, Jean-18 Rogue-17 Kurt, Kitty-16
The first day at school. I've just wrote the next load of chapters in my jotter it actually makes sense and has a plot!!!! Ok enjoy!
Ok I need an Authors note! All the Jonda fans are gonna kill me but let me explain! I had planned on making this a kurty, Romy, Jonda, right, but recently I've got this big gapping soft spot for John, so instead of making their romance a second to the main Romyness I've decided to write a sequel, in this story there will be minimum Jonda but they will be one of my main focuses in the sequel, please don't kill me!!!!!!
A cheerleader had passed out , several other student were emptying the contents of their stomachs onto the floor. Most of the student body were tinged green and looking ready to heave on the spot.
Rogue looked around confused until her gaze fell on the cheerleaders lunch, she scanned all the other meals feeling her stomach clench in horror.
Maggots.
The cafeteria was literally crawling in them. She needed to go to the bathroom Remy didn't hesitate to follow her.
Rogue dry heaved several times before being able to gasp down a bottle of maggot free mineral water. She pushed open the girls toilet door and almost collided with the seventeen year old Gambit.
"Y' ok Chere?" he asked his own stomach only just settling. Rogue nodded not trusting herself to open her mouth again. Neither of them had much of an appetite after that so the rest of the lunch was spent in comfortable small talk. Remy however couldn't however erase the look of smug, amusement on Sophia's face at the lunch time havoc. Remy's mistrust and dislike of Sophia deepened to an abyss.
Briar quickly became friends with Kitty and Kurt, the three on them sat on the benches out doors eating their lunch, Kurt was mocking both Briar and Kitty's vegetarian sandwiches.
"So like you're a witch?" asked Kitty, throwing a piece of lettuce at Kurt, oblivious to the mayhem inside.
"Yip, born and bred," he twisted a ring off his index finger. "See black flowers are the symbols of Nightworld. I wear a black Dahlia, which means witches, Sophia has one on her locket. It's a universal code, so we can recognise each other. Black irises mean Lamia, like Malachite, black roses mean made-vampires, and black foxglove mean shapeshifter or werewolf, Martin. He explained as Kitty examined his ring.
"Cool so it iz like a get out of jail free card," grinned Kurt.
"Yeah kinda, means no one messes with you," Briar grinned back an idea forming in his head.
"So what can you do?" Kitty handed back the ring looking curious.
"Lots of different things, our powers aren't manifested in a single way we learn many different things there are only a few limits on our power, like we shouldn't mess with peoples wills and we can't bring people back to life. But I'll show you the first thing we learn," he cupped his hands and an orange ball of crackling power hovered between them. "This is a witch energy ball to be used for defence only," to Kurt it looked like one of boom boom's bombs only bigger.
"Now that iz cool!"
Malachite winked at a group of human girls, they giggled and blushed lapping up the attention like kittens. "Why the hell did you make us volunteer for this Sophia?" he groaned.
Because, I told you to!" she snapped, her pretty blue eyes as cold as the arctic. "Don't worry Chite it will over soon," she reassured him with a long slow kiss. Her hands travelled expertly up his thighs and gave him just the right incentive to follow her blindly.
Martin who hovered near by rolled his eyes at Malachite's weakness, "Typical vampire," he mumbled under his breath.
"I heard that weasel," Malachite glared at the shapeshifter he hands still wandering Sophia's body. Martin scoffed Sophia had him wrapped so tightly around her little finger the blood circulation was cut off.
"Boys, Boys, I just need a little more time, everything will be ready soon." She purred, glaring at Martin, keep your mouth shut shifter we need the vamp! she told him psychically.
"Whatever just don't have to much fun, we have a job to do!"
OOOHH so the plot thickens!!! Review please thank you very much!
Remy- 21 Jiana, Scott, Jean-18 Rogue-17 Kurt, Kitty-16
The first day at school. I've just wrote the next load of chapters in my jotter it actually makes sense and has a plot!!!! Ok enjoy!
Ok I need an Authors note! All the Jonda fans are gonna kill me but let me explain! I had planned on making this a kurty, Romy, Jonda, right, but recently I've got this big gapping soft spot for John, so instead of making their romance a second to the main Romyness I've decided to write a sequel, in this story there will be minimum Jonda but they will be one of my main focuses in the sequel, please don't kill me!!!!!!
A cheerleader had passed out , several other student were emptying the contents of their stomachs onto the floor. Most of the student body were tinged green and looking ready to heave on the spot.
Rogue looked around confused until her gaze fell on the cheerleaders lunch, she scanned all the other meals feeling her stomach clench in horror.
Maggots.
The cafeteria was literally crawling in them. She needed to go to the bathroom Remy didn't hesitate to follow her.
Rogue dry heaved several times before being able to gasp down a bottle of maggot free mineral water. She pushed open the girls toilet door and almost collided with the seventeen year old Gambit.
"Y' ok Chere?" he asked his own stomach only just settling. Rogue nodded not trusting herself to open her mouth again. Neither of them had much of an appetite after that so the rest of the lunch was spent in comfortable small talk. Remy however couldn't however erase the look of smug, amusement on Sophia's face at the lunch time havoc. Remy's mistrust and dislike of Sophia deepened to an abyss.
Briar quickly became friends with Kitty and Kurt, the three on them sat on the benches out doors eating their lunch, Kurt was mocking both Briar and Kitty's vegetarian sandwiches.
"So like you're a witch?" asked Kitty, throwing a piece of lettuce at Kurt, oblivious to the mayhem inside.
"Yip, born and bred," he twisted a ring off his index finger. "See black flowers are the symbols of Nightworld. I wear a black Dahlia, which means witches, Sophia has one on her locket. It's a universal code, so we can recognise each other. Black irises mean Lamia, like Malachite, black roses mean made-vampires, and black foxglove mean shapeshifter or werewolf, Martin. He explained as Kitty examined his ring.
"Cool so it iz like a get out of jail free card," grinned Kurt.
"Yeah kinda, means no one messes with you," Briar grinned back an idea forming in his head.
"So what can you do?" Kitty handed back the ring looking curious.
"Lots of different things, our powers aren't manifested in a single way we learn many different things there are only a few limits on our power, like we shouldn't mess with peoples wills and we can't bring people back to life. But I'll show you the first thing we learn," he cupped his hands and an orange ball of crackling power hovered between them. "This is a witch energy ball to be used for defence only," to Kurt it looked like one of boom boom's bombs only bigger.
"Now that iz cool!"
Malachite winked at a group of human girls, they giggled and blushed lapping up the attention like kittens. "Why the hell did you make us volunteer for this Sophia?" he groaned.
Because, I told you to!" she snapped, her pretty blue eyes as cold as the arctic. "Don't worry Chite it will over soon," she reassured him with a long slow kiss. Her hands travelled expertly up his thighs and gave him just the right incentive to follow her blindly.
Martin who hovered near by rolled his eyes at Malachite's weakness, "Typical vampire," he mumbled under his breath.
"I heard that weasel," Malachite glared at the shapeshifter he hands still wandering Sophia's body. Martin scoffed Sophia had him wrapped so tightly around her little finger the blood circulation was cut off.
"Boys, Boys, I just need a little more time, everything will be ready soon." She purred, glaring at Martin, keep your mouth shut shifter we need the vamp! she told him psychically.
"Whatever just don't have to much fun, we have a job to do!"
OOOHH so the plot thickens!!! Review please thank you very much!