Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, any of the songs in this story only my own OC and the storyline.
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Tailfeather: put the spatula down, down I tell you! Down! See, here is an update.
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Song used: Exodus - Evanescence
Chapter 1
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Money, how she hated it, but food was nice and she worked well as a pick-pocket. This was the same woman who had been at the cemetary the day before. Still wearing the same clothes, sunglasses to hide her eyes and the same haircolour. Raised differently, and she might have been in a warm house and not picking pockets to get enough money.
Her dreams had died, her heart locked away. Over all a bitter, hardened young woman. Minor scars of fights adorned her skin. Aislin's eyes narrowed as she zoned in on brunette with a pink top. Bumping into her, nimble fingers dipped into the bag and swiped the wallet.
"Excuse me, miss, are you allright?" she asked, steadying the girl with her free hand as she slipped the wallet into one of her pockets.
"Like, watch where you're going!" the girl shrieked.
Aislin raised her eyebrows: "if you're gonna be like that."
She turned around and walked away, not looking back.
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My black backpack's stuffed with broken dreams
20 bucks should get me through the week
Never said a word of discontentment
Fought it a thousand times but now
I'm leaving home
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Aislin grinned: 15 bucks, that should get her a new shirt, perhaps even boots, at the dumpstore.
She was still looking for her father, had never thought it would be that hard to find the jerk. But when she found him, she would show just why she was to be feared.
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Here in the shadows
I'm safe
I'm free
I've nowhere else to go
but I cannot stay where I don't belong
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As she walked further, she bumped into a young man.
"Watch it!" she hissed at him.
"I believe, fraulein, zhat you have somezhing zhat belongs to my friend," he held out his hand, Aislin looked at him: did he honestly believed she would return it?
She reached up her hand so she could slowly lower her sunglasses, displaying her eyes. She saw the boy's eyes widen in shock, but they glazed over, just like the eyes always did when they were captured by her eyes.
"Forget me, walk away and forget me," she spoke slowly and smirked satisfied as the boy turned to walk away.
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Two months pass by and it's getting cold
I know I'm not lost
I am just alone
But I won't cry
I won't give up
I can't go back now
Waking up is knowing who you really are
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She began walking again, not even feeling guilty about stealing that money: the girl was well fed, clothed properly, while she on the other hand, her stomache grumbled, could use something to eat.
Her world was a kaleidoscope of events, much like her eyes. One movement set a chain of reactions into starting, forcing her to react again.
It would be so easy to just give up, find a place to sleep and just not wake up anymore. Or take one of those pills everyone seemed to be so crazy about, just forget all her troubles for a while. She had tried it, once, blew a whole week of pick-pocketing on one lousy pill, she had been sick as a dog. Never again, she had sworn, never again. She had seen plenty of 'm OD on stuff like that, waist away till nothing. She wouldn't let that happen, not before revenge.
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Here in the shadows
I'm safe
I'm free
I've nowhere else to go
but I cannot stay where I don't belong
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"If HE hadn't betrayed us," Aislin muttered, "if HE hadn't betrayed us, we would be fine. In a little house, I'd still be at school, have friends, wouldn't be out here."
She kicked a rock in front of her, angry because she knew even if her mother had still been alive, her daydream would never come true. Her physical mutation would make sure of that. Stupid eyes. Although her hypnotic gift was very usefull, that had its limits: she could keep people under hypnosis for a day, at the most. Then the order she had given them would fade and they would be 'normal' again. Although they would never fully remember her, when they would see her again, they would have a faint feeling of familiarity.
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Here in the shadows
I'm safe
I'm free
I've nowhere else to go
but I cannot stay where I don't belong
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Ever since eight, Aislin had not felt safe, she had grown up to be defensive, sour, jaded young woman with a fine taste for revenge. She had been fighting ever since her mother died for a right to be alive, never trusting people and quite frankly, never caring if they trusted her. She survived, which was good enough for her.
She had never felt that she belonged somewhere. She would con food out of people when she had been ten without a second thought, using her childish appearance as a free ticket to a warm bed.
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Show me the shadow where true meaning lies
So much more is made in empty eyes
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Aislin was small for her age, and thin, scrawny, actually. Probably because of the lack of regular meals and good sleep. Her skin was pale, marred with scarrings from fights.
Truth, that was a concept empty to her, all she saw were lies, people lied to get what they wanted from you, no matter what it was.
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A/N: an appearance of Kitty and Kurt, and some insight into Aislin's character.