Chapter 2:

First Contact.

Ok so, I was totally headed towards New Your City, I was, I really was. I got on my bike and was on my way there. I will go to New York City. Soon. But first I just have to go surfing!! I mean I just couldn't help myself from turning around and heading strait back to the beach. I haven't been in the ocean for years! Literally. I missed it so much. I could never surf in NYC! It was like the ocean was calling to me. How could I resist? It had taken me about 6 hours to get to the beach; I know your asking your self who would drive 6 hours to go to the beach? Will first off I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning, to get an early start on my long ass trip to NYC. Waking up at 5:00 am was nothing for me. In jail the guards used to wake us up that early, to get use starting our day. Seriously I think it was to torture us. I was still on jail time I guess.

I live above the mechanics shop where I worked. It was an apartment that José used to live in, before he got his new house. It was a small apartment only one room, the living room; it did have a kitchen and a bathroom. Both had running hot water and gas was supplied to the stove. I slept on the pull out bed that turned in to a love seat. I thought that was kind of sweet! He said I could live their free of charge as long as I was on time for work promptly at 6 o'clock, to help him clean the shop for new clients that may come in.

Yeah so anyway, back to the beach. I had arrived at the beach at about 11 o'clock. I parked my motorcycle in the parking lot and walked the rest of the way. I got to the changing room and was luck to find no one was in there. I went into a room and closed the door behind me. I had my old bikini top and with matching swim shorts, but they were just a little too tight, they must have shrunk from me not wearing them as much. Yeah that was it. I was suppressed how much my body had changed in the two years. My hips had gotten wider, not fatter, just wider, so I couldn't close the clasp on my shorts. "Damn" I swore aloud to my-self. My bust had also gotten fuller so my top was showing much more cleavage than I felt comfortable showing. Oh great! I can't go surfing like this! I quickly took off my old and favorite bathing suit. Driving 6 long hours to go to the beach, only to have nothing to were. Majorly pissed right now!! I knew I had grown taller but I didn't think all of my body had changed! Have to say I can't complain though. The two tattoos I have look great! I hadn't really gotten a good look at them until now. I have one on my lower back just above were the shorts come up, in the shape of a wide flame colored black 4 and a half inches long. The other one was placed on my right shoulder, this one means the most to me there for it was bigger. I got it while in jail after... after... a devastating incident that took place in my life.

I was just about to walk and throw my old clothes away when I heard two people come into the changing room. A male, who sounded large and a female, with a French accent, were talking quietly and loud enough for me to hear. That's an oxymoron, isn't it? Quietly but I could still hear them? Yeah I think it is.

"Christian, you are late! I told you to meat me here at 11:15. Do you know what time it is?"

"Yeah, it's about 11:27. Who cares? Like 10 minutes? What's the big deal?"

"Imbecile!!" I heard a loud smack. Ouch! That sounded like it hurt! The French female continued. "It was 12 minutes!" He he...funny lady.

"Oh.. I'm sooo sor-ry," the male responded, in over the top sarcastic tone. If I had any doubt I don't any more. This guy was definitely American. Only a true Americana can pull that kinda sarcasm. I think his name was Christian. "I keep telling you babe, here in A-mer-icah, we do things a little different. So when a hot chick tells a hot guy to be some where--"

He was cut off buy the sound of another loud slap. Whoa this chick had a temper! I Like her! Do all French chicks have tempers? Heh..I would have slapped him at "A-mer-icah". Man, this was hilarious, these guys should have their own show! I would love to stay and listen in on this little love fest, but like I said the waves are calling. I gathered my things and softly tried to sneak out. I just got to hit those wa—

She continued. Does this chick ever shut up? "If we are going to steel The Diamond of Evolution, everything must be perfect!" I backtracked. Did the word's "steel" and "diamond" just come out of that lady's mouth? No way in hell was I leaving now! She couldn't be serious! Then again crazy villains usually are.

If only I could see what these two looked like then I could follow them. Maybe talk some sense into 'em. I peeked over the door to my changing room. Yeah I can do that, my height is 6'2, I can definitely do that. Damn. The wall was blocking there my view of them. All I could see was there shadows! Well that's just great. Not! So I just listened carefully.

"In three weeks the diamond will be here in Los Angeles! It will be in the Hyperion Museum. That will be our only chance to take it. Do you know what that diamond can do?" Frenchy called out excitedly!

"Yeah" Christian replied in a bored tone. "With the diamond we can revert my self back to human again, instead of being trapped with this stupid disease, those damn X-men gave me!"

"Yes, yes! Mea amore! We can do that and when we are done with that we can also sell it on the black market to the highest bidder an become filthily rich! Do you know haw much this would go for? Countries would go to war over it! And we would be the only to people who have it!" she squealed. This chick was insane! I mean get real there was no diamond that could alter people backwards into evolution! Yeah, she was on crack.

What is that sound? I think they're kissing! EWW! I could here their lips smacking!! Ugh! Man do I need to get out of here! Aint no chance in hell I was staying to hear any of this! I gathered my things and quietly went out the back way.

It would be better to forget all that I heard back there. I mean it's not my problem. I'll let the cops handle it. In fact they're probably in the case right now tracking them and bugging their cell phone and what not. Pft! Who ever heard of "the Diamond of evolution!!" and Pu-leas, reverting mutant back to human. Yeah right if that did work someone would have gotten a hold of it before. I let out a sigh of frustration. Enough of this crazy talk I just wanted to go surfing. But first I need something to do that in. I walked to the nearest bathing suit store, to get my self some thing suitable to surf in. This is not easy because this was LA, dudes, and LA in the summer was a carnival of people in practically nothing, with all there um... "Stuff" all over the place. It was disgusting. At least in "Baywatch" people sported clothes! I was kinda surprised with how fashion had changed so much. There were three bathing suit stores. I went into the first one.

"Oh!! Good afternoon, buttercup!" and overly excited gay man cried out. He was at my side before I could even take three steps into his store! "My name is Forshion! It kind of sounds like fashion, but there's an emphasis on the "shi" part! Ha!" he laughed then continued "Tell me, angel face, what can I do you for?"

"I'm looking for something to swim in.." before I could even finish my statement. He had taken my hand and practically ran over to where the bathing suites were. There was no one in the store.

"Well cutie you came to the right place. Here at The Extraordinary we have everything you'll ever need! And with your looks I'm sure we'll find something for you. Haha!" He laughed again. What was so funny? Did I have something in my teeth? He handed me three bathing suites and scurried me off to the dressing room. I tried them on and they were not bad they actually looked very nice, the colors were beautiful and it looked like something a supermodel would where! But this was not something to surf in, this was something a person should not even move in! Probably could go sun tanning in it though.

"So, don't just stand there, common out and show me how fabulous you look you look!" I had forgotten that he was even there, I though he would just be off doing something else, or whatever. I wanted to ask why he was waiting or me, before I could say a word he was at it again! And I though that French lady was bad! "Oh aren't you just a breath of fresh air! You look stunning! Absolutely stunning! You could be a Supermodel! With those sexy long legs, how tall are you? 5'8 5'9?

"Well 6'2 actually. But Forshion I don't think that I can do mu--"

"Oh! Oh! You just have to let me take your picture!" he interrupted "Please! People would go under the knife to look like you do? Believe me I know people who have! HA! And you have the most beautiful face too!" Forshion had escorted me to the other end of the store, where there was a small photo studio. Gee I can't believe I didn't even notice this was here before! He said he was going to take my picture I don't know if I'm entirely ok with that.

"Um Forshion. I don't think this is such a good idea. I mean I've never done anything like this before and I-" He had placed me in the center of the studio on top of a small red x. Was this guy even listening?

"Hush hush now! Negativity is bad for your skin! Oh don't you worry angel face! You're a natural! Trust me. I own a magazine call "Everything For You" you've heard of it I'm sure!" no, I haven't. "Ok now you just do as I instruct and you will be a star in no time!"

He made me try on almost everything in the store, and this was just not a bathing suit store, like I had first thought, this was more of a sports clothing store for teens. I had tries on everything or each sport at lease twice, rack climbing, soccer, baseball, wrestling, boxing, football, basketball, even ping-pong he said it was now called table tennis! He instructed me though all the many "sport" poses, threw out all the different outfits. And while he did that he engaged me in "small talk", asked me if I had a job and hinted that he was going to put me in his magazine. He was not joking about the whole magazine thing either. I had noticed placed very highly all over the walls were at least one hundred of his magazine covers with beautiful models on them. He also said that he had designed all clothing that I had worn. After all that, I had changed back in to my normal clothes. He asked me if it was ok if he put some of my pictures in the magazine and if it was I'd have to sign a contract saying it was. I thought it over for a few minutes and said to my self-Hey what the hell? Why not? None of the poses I did were like Playboy or anything and I kind of trusted the guy for some reason. He thanked me by giving me two kisses on the cheek. He said that he was going to do something different with my hair. Since I was his "new model" it was free of charge. In the back of the store there was an extravagant solon where he said all the "celebrities" get their hair done. Yeah right! I did not realize how big this store was! Bathing suits, a photography studio, and now a hair solon! This place was awesome! When he was finished with my hay hair it was a little shorter he had died it red since my eyes were naturally green. That was really cool.

"The red would bring out your eyes!" he said.

"My hair looks great! And this is all really cool but I still needed a bathing suit and not one of those string bikinis either, I needed something to go surfing in." I said.

He laughed, "Do not worry, sweetie pie I have the perfect style for you. I am a designer am I not? Ha! When I made this I had honestly had you in mind. Yes I had a tall, dark and beautiful woman who likes to go surfing! You don't believe me, I can show you the sketches!"

"Umm, no thanks. But you could show me the finished product of you dream!"

"OH yes yes!" he clapped his hands together and continued with a grin. "You know what you want, I like that in a girl! I like it, I do!" His sentence trailed off as he was going back to get the suits.

He had brought back a really cool looking greenish swim suit and then showed me all the different colors that was behind it! I asked him what color I should choose. He picked the green and red one. I went to try them on. It was absolutely perfect! The top had a high neckline so I didn't have to worry about "showing off" anything, while I surfed, it also tied around in the back. Wow this was the best! The shorts where also as perfect, they coved my buns, that's all I cared about. Nothing was out of place! It's like he said this suit was made for me! I put my clothes back on when I head the voices. It was that Christian fellow and that French chick. Oh man! What were they doing here!? I was about to find out.

"We are looking for rock climbing supplies. Do you have any?" Christian said in a rude tone of voice. They must have been searching for some time and he sounded like he was getting tiered.

"Oh you have come to the right place! Here at The Extraordinary we have! Aren't you just a strapping young man! And your lady friend isn't that bad either!" What! What does he mean she isn't that bad! I had to see what she looked like. I wasn't taking any chances with a wall now, I was going to see what these guys looked like! I didn't have to worry about them thinking I was eavesdropping. These guys where looking for things to buy so they could try and steel that diamond! This was a store and I was shopping here too!

"Enough with your stupid talk you, old fool! Either you have the stuff or not!" Christian shouted. Forshion was NOT old, he was like in his thirties, and last time I checked that was not old! What a total brat! "Ok, old man now why don't you just run along to the little back of the store and lets just see if you can't find what I'm looking for." All right that's it! Nobody talks to Forshion like that!! I'm not a bitch but a can be and this guy was going to get a big taste of how bitchen' I could be!! That's when I saw the two bathing suits were not on the floor any more but were floating above my head!! I longed at them and held on. Ugh oh! I'm stuck! My feet were dangling above the floor as a held on to a floating bathing suit!! Looked over the top of the door if anyone was looking or if anything else was floating. No one and nothing was. It was just in my dressing room. That's good news! All I had to do now was to get my floating suit to come down! In that very millisecond it did. Wowah! That was some bad timing for freaky powers! Ok so I breathed in and out a few times to steady my self and got ready for serious pay back!

That's when I simply strolled out of my dressing room, and made it seem as though I was ignoring him. I know these types they hated to be ignored. I could probably kick his ass. And I'm not just saying that I really could. This was not the kind of play back I was giving. While he thought I was not looking, I had a good look at the guy. He was a looker all right! He had big strong shoulders, with an athlete's body. His hair look very blond, as though the sun had lightened it a great deal, and baby blue eyes. He was tall I'd say 5'9, ha! I beat him by two inches! He had on a white tank top on and jeans. Kind of tight if you ask me.

"Forshion," I called in my sweet voice "where are you?" yeah, like I didn't know where he was! I only said that to get that Christian boy's attention and it had worked. I had his attention all right, a little too much. He was staring at me! Ugh!

I had noticed the French lady was stunning as well. Damn it! She had made herself busy looking at all of Forshion's newest fashions to notice me. This lady had very pale skin, about 5'8, with blond hair and blue eyes. Her hair was tied back in a bun with two exquisite, diamond chopsticks holding it up. She was about my age but for some reason she seemed so much alder than that, I just can't place it but there was something about her that give the impression greatly of being older to me. You would never have guessed it from her appearance. She had the whole "hourglass" figure thing going on. I guess she' what they had in mind when they came up with the whole "French bombshell" saying. Don't even get me started on her clothes. She dressed very seductively in the newest fashions. I assume her clothes are very expensive. She defiantly seemed as though she hadn't worked a day in her life and gets what ever she wants whenever she wants it. She comes off as a total snob!! I don't like her.

While walking out of the dressing room I picked up a new black string bikini. This was the newest of Forshion's collection, and I had tried it on earlier, in the photo shoot we had. This new bikini showed off my figure a lot more than the two other swim suits I had, I saw Christian's eyes pop out a little as I'm sure he pictured me in it. I still ignored him. The though of that rude bastard thinking of me totally gave me the wiggin's!

"Forshion," I called again

He came out of the back with the supplies that Christian had rudely asked for. He had put them down on a table by the cash register as I approached him. Christian was fallowing closely behind me.

"I have picked out the items I wanted." And gave him a wink, hoping that he will pick up my signals.

"Ah yes," he winked back. Great he was getting what I was going for "I see you have picked out the finest of my collection." With that comment the French bombshell came running across the store pushing Christian out of the way. Dude what crawled up her ass? Not like he didn't deserve it.

"I couldn't help buy over hearing but surely you have more of what she is about to bye. Like say something for me." She giggled. And it was not just any giggle, no. It was one of those I'm-sure-your-about-to-give-me-what-I-want giggles!! I really don't like her!

I didn't look at Forshion. This was his business and I had no right to ask him not to sell his product to people. Even though I didn't like them. He had others swim suites like mine of many colors. The pink one would look best on her...

"Oh I'm so sorry but I have no more! Perhaps you will like to try on some of my many other suits, all of them are equally as extravagant! They would all look so wonderful on you!" He made a long gestured to the swimming section of the store. I smiled a thank you to him. She looked at him with fury in her eyes, than shifted the look at me. I looked back. I was in prison for two years for crying out loud! That look did nothing for me. I wasn't scared of her in the least! It was she who broke the connection of our eyes. Ha! I win!

She stormed out muttering something to Christian about waiting outside. Good! One down one to go!

"So Forshion how is business? Anything exciting happen today?" I asked in my nothing-is-up—I'm just-a-customer-voice.

"Oh you know nothing too thrilling, Angel. I have a new model that is beautiful and will make me a very rich man. I recently met her she was happy to know she gets to where what ever she wants from the store for free as long as she tells everyone where she got it from." He winked. Again I thankfully smiled at him! "You know as well as anyone, that it is my policy and I will not have it any other way!"

"Ahem!" Christian cleared his throat loudly, "Can I get some freaking service around here?"

I still ignored him. "Oh I hope you and this model of yours have a great fortune!"

"I sure we will, she's a natural beauty. I also have something for you."

"For me? What are you talking about?" still playing our little game. I gave him a look that said, "That's enough." I didn't want to take advantage of the man. His generosity is too much. These suit are very expensive, $120 for only one suit! He's already given me three! I don't want to take away his merchandise.

He took out a raped box "open it later tonight, I know it will be perfect on you."

"Thank you, Forshion but it is getting late and I've been shopping here hours. So just put theses on my tab will you?" I winked

"Of course, love." he smiled.

"I'll come buy to see you later." I said over my shoulder as I was walking out. Hell yeah I was coming by later I had to return this stuff he gave me! Was he insane giving me all this stuff he didn't even know me. I was just release from jail for peat's sake!

Walked to my bike, which was just where I left it at the beach parking lot. I got on and drove to the nearest motel, and checked my self in. I was room number 13. When I got to my room I looked at my three new suits and then I remembered the gift he gave me. I opened it to find in there was the most beautiful dress I have ever seen. It was a pale green that shimmer red when it swirls. I put it on instantly. It fit like a glove! The dress had spaghetti straps, and with a hem length that came just above the knee. I had the perfect boots to where with them. Black leather thigh high boots and my leather jacket to where if it gets chilly.

I can't wait to go out in this dress. It's time for me to go clubbing! The boys will get wild!! I got on my bike and headed down to the streets of LA! If figured that I go dancing a little maybe get a drink or two. This is going to be great! As I'm driving past the streets of LA I take in all the lights and sounds of the city I am really going to miss this place when I move. I sigh.

I finally make it to a good club that doesn't look too crowded, in LA that very hard to come by. I quickly flash my fake ID at the bouncer and make my way through to the dance floor. This place was loud, dark and a foggy, from the smoke machine. I loved it! I danced my heart out, danced by my self, danced with guys, or danced with girls, some times both. I didn't care. There was this one woman who kept holding my waist as I danced with I didn't notice her doing that with any of the guys she danced with, though they did do that to her. So I' guessing she like to be close to people when she dances. For some reason, I couldn't get her out of my head. Uhg! I must be crazy! I'm going over to the bar to get my self a drink may be clear my head!

"I'll have a rum and coke on the rocks." I told the bartender

He looked at me suspiciously, to see if I was of age. I didn't move nor did I make eye contact with him, I just patiently waited for my drink. He slid me my beverage. All right it worked! Mmm! This was good! I took small sips of my drink I want it to last, $8 is a lot for such a small drink! Someone sat next to me at the bar. I looked over to see who it was; I was that woman who danced with me, the one who held me closely as we danced. She was a good-looking short blond haired woman with long legs. I wasn't looking at her legs or anything; she kept bumping her leg into mine! With two long legged females it's kind of a pain in the ass. I was about to move over one seat when she spoke

"Wait! Don't go! For crying out loud girl can't you take a hint?" was this strange lady hitting on me? Why is my life never normal!!

"Excuse me?" I responded totally confused.

She let out a frustrated sigh "Why do you think I came in this form? I thought you would be attracted to me so we could go some place and talk."

"What?" Did she say "form"? I think she meant "way", that's what she must have meant. Her clothes.

"I came this way because I know you are attracted to women. I know this from you past relationship with your dead girlfriend, the one you met in prison. What was her name? Allana Bella?"

"WHAT!? Don't ever talk about her again!! How in hell do you even know about her? And about my time in jail, and about how I felt for Allana? What are you talking about form? How dare you look into my past! My time in jail was supposed to be erased from my record! I want answers! Who the Hell are you lady!?" I shouted!! A few people turned their heads hoping to see a catfight. The majority of them didn't care.

"Lets go to my place and talk. There is a lot you need to know and I don't think that this is the appropriate place for this kind of conversation." She said in a cool voice. That really irritated me. The fact the she was so damn calm was getting me seriously pissed, and I was beginning to reach a boiling point!

"Look, lady, I don't know what kinda game your playing, if this is some sick way of picking up girls, I-am-not-game, you got that?" I said trying to calm my self down. It was too late. My telekinesis had already gone in to effect. Glasses and bottles were floating, and smashing to the ground rapidly. One after another! Oh my god! I don't know how to stop this!! These were not just few glasses. Almost all beverages were being smashed! Even the ones that were floating were coming down with a crash!! Oh my god they're gonna know it's me, then there gonna kill me! I should have never come here! I was beginning to panic. That's when the lady held me hand and whispered in my ear to be calm, and take deep breathes she also said that no one was going to hurt me. I did as she said and tried to be calm, the glasses were not falling any more and the people were not freaking out. That made it allot better.

Once the commotion had died down I noticed the woman still held my hand gently. Okay! This is weird! How the hell did she know I was the one triggering all this chaos! It could have been anyone? Though if she had looked into my records I am sure she must have found out from there I was a mutant. Why is she still holding my hand she must still think I'm gay, or maybe she's gay? It would explain the way she's acting around me. Dude I thought that Christian was bad this lady takes the cake! Christian is rude and obnoxious though.

I looked down at her hand hoping that she would get the clue and let go of my hand, so I would save my self the embarrassment of having to ask her to un-hand me. That when I saw her hand change! Her hand was changing colors!! It was changing to blue! Not only was her hand color changing, her actual skin was as well. I mean the feel of it. Instead of it being soft and smooth it and transformed into a fish like scaly feeling in my hand. I wanted so badly to pull away from her, but I could not she could have left meat the slaughter and told every one that I caused this whole mess, but she didn't, she stayed and helped me get through it. Her hand shouldn't repulse me. She was a mutant like me we shared a bond now. I held my fear inside, like she held my hand. With her other human-like hand she rapper it around my neck to pull my face closer to hers. For a minute there I honestly thought she was going to kiss me I seriously did. She did not.

She shifted her head swiftly. Her lips were so close to my ear that I could feel her breath on my skin.

"My name is Mystique. Come with me, we need to talk."