I don't own anything except an 8yr old Vauxhall Corsa, a dog named Zee and
a really bitchin leather jacket.
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Prelude: Aftermath
"Pronounced dead at 18:48" said the doctor, "someone should...". That was all that she heard as she walked away, she couldn't believe what had happened. She didn't even know any of the people and yet it touched her more than any other tragedy, and in her line of work that was no mean feat. She was a nurse in the casualty department of Manchester hospital and she had to inform the relative of the person that had just died that they would never see them again; the difference was this was the 17th time tonight... to the same person.
This person at that moment sat in an unoccupied room staring into space; her face read no emotion as the nurse came in. Her face was red and her eyes where bloodshot, a cup of untouched coffee was beside her and she hadn't moved since the last time the nurse had come in. She was frozen in her grief and yet when she looked up she was unable to dampen the spark of hope in her eyes, which quickly disappeared as soon as she looked at the nurse.
In years to come this nurse would remember the look on this young woman's face as the final blow was dealt in this agonising struggle. She didn't cry, she didn't have the strength and then she blacked out...
When she awoke she was on a bed in the hospital, for a brief moment she wondered why and then the truth hit her, they where all gone. She got up stumbling from her exhaustion snatched her bag and ran. She couldn't stop, she didn't know where she was going, she vaguely heard voices shouting after her but they sounded so distant, she didn't want to go back she had to go now, quickly.
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Hmmm this is a little depressing, but I was in a bad mood when I wrote this. Well basically this is the past and the rest of the story will be in the present, in the US of A where this mysterious girl will meet the x-men. This girl is my own character but hopefully she won't get to boring or angsty and the x-men will be a large part if this story. She should meet them in the 2nd chapter or so and the rest of her past will be filled in along the way. Intrigued? Well I hope you are. The first chapter should be up shortly after this and I will try my best to update regularly. So I know there isn't much to work with but if you review I will be eternally grateful (.
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Prelude: Aftermath
"Pronounced dead at 18:48" said the doctor, "someone should...". That was all that she heard as she walked away, she couldn't believe what had happened. She didn't even know any of the people and yet it touched her more than any other tragedy, and in her line of work that was no mean feat. She was a nurse in the casualty department of Manchester hospital and she had to inform the relative of the person that had just died that they would never see them again; the difference was this was the 17th time tonight... to the same person.
This person at that moment sat in an unoccupied room staring into space; her face read no emotion as the nurse came in. Her face was red and her eyes where bloodshot, a cup of untouched coffee was beside her and she hadn't moved since the last time the nurse had come in. She was frozen in her grief and yet when she looked up she was unable to dampen the spark of hope in her eyes, which quickly disappeared as soon as she looked at the nurse.
In years to come this nurse would remember the look on this young woman's face as the final blow was dealt in this agonising struggle. She didn't cry, she didn't have the strength and then she blacked out...
When she awoke she was on a bed in the hospital, for a brief moment she wondered why and then the truth hit her, they where all gone. She got up stumbling from her exhaustion snatched her bag and ran. She couldn't stop, she didn't know where she was going, she vaguely heard voices shouting after her but they sounded so distant, she didn't want to go back she had to go now, quickly.
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Hmmm this is a little depressing, but I was in a bad mood when I wrote this. Well basically this is the past and the rest of the story will be in the present, in the US of A where this mysterious girl will meet the x-men. This girl is my own character but hopefully she won't get to boring or angsty and the x-men will be a large part if this story. She should meet them in the 2nd chapter or so and the rest of her past will be filled in along the way. Intrigued? Well I hope you are. The first chapter should be up shortly after this and I will try my best to update regularly. So I know there isn't much to work with but if you review I will be eternally grateful (.