Shout out thingies…

Lin Waddell: Stares blankly at the three Okay, you two, points at Lycurgus and Seraph get off him before he kills you.

Lycurgus, that was one chapter so don't get all freaked out okay. turns to Seraph

Is he like this all the time, and who the heck is Elizabeth?

Small demonic silver cat enters room and using bat wings to fly onto Lecheecopae's head.

Pejime: What's going on?

Kitty (lecheecopae) :looking up Will you get off please.

Pejime: Giggles in five year old boys voice No.

Kitty: stands there and sighs

BlueDragonGirl1: Thankies for proof reading this thing…I suck at that.

Chapter nine: Suffering Shadows

"Hello?" A void of shadows wrapped around Sherry's body. There was no solid ground, only empty space. Deep empty dark space.

"Hello?" Sherry's voice was weak in the vast silence about her. The very darkness absorbed the sound like a hungry animal. The very sound of her heart beat seemed to be muffled and taken away.

Light? Had that been there before? A small pin-prick of light floated before her. Gently she felt herself being pulled forward. For once she was not afraid of the light. For once it did nothing to her.

Light reflected off her pale body, making it shine with its pale radiance. The globe was getting closer still. Within the globe there was a shadow, not a deep one, but dark enough to be seen. It resembled a human in the fetal position.

Coming closer to the source of the light her body began to tremble. Reaching out her shaking hand she felt warmth begin to wash over it. The feeling was wonderful, nothing like the icy coldness that had plagued her all her life.

"Do you really want this," came a cold dark feminine voice. The very sound seemed to be coming from all around her, from the shadows themselves.

"Of coarse." The reply was sincere, but not very strong. Her hand hesitated a few inches away from the globe, she could feel it's heat receding.

"What makes you think that the light would except you." Sherry turned around to find the shadows pulling into a form that was even blacker then them. The form was feminine in structure. Sherry found that it looked just like her.

"I-I," she started.

"Tell me," said the voice in a mocking tone.

"It-it."

"Won't," the shadow ended for her. Sherry stared at it for a moment, a look of surprise on her face. Light. She was finally in the light, light that she had been denied from birth.

"It will," Sherry whispered to it.

"What was that?" The shadows was trying to break her spirit.

"It will," Sherry's voice came out strong and willful, "It will except me," she said in the same tone. Turning back to the light she began to reach when the shadow spoke again, this time its voice was weaker.

"How can it except you," it asked, "When if it touches you, the very skin on your body with burn and blacken?" Sherry turned back around. The shadow was smaller, but still there.

"Then the light shall be my savior in death." She turned away from it and felt its presence disappear.

Knowing she had beaten whatever that thing had been Sherry went back to the task at hand. The warmth started to wash over her hand again. The closer it got, the warmer it became. When her hand's flesh met the globes light her whole body was covered in warmth.

From her finger tips, cracks appeared on the globes smooth surface. Slowly the cracks snaked away from her hand like spider threads. The shadow within the globe shifted gently. Pulling her hand away gently, but before it had even moved an inch, the hand of the form within the shadow had broken threw the globe and taken it into its own. The fingers seemed webbed.

The flesh of it hand was warm, oh so very warm. Its thumb pulled gently across her knuckles. Pieces of the globe were falling away as she gapped in wonder at what was unfolding before her. Soon the body of the shadow was free.

The light behind it was so bright that it made it so that only the outline was visible. She somehow knew it was male even though nothing was visible in the intense light. What could be seen showed the body was thin and wiry with muscular tones showing through. The face was bent forward, a mane of hair obscuring her vision of his face.

Gently she placed her other hand beneath his chin and slowly began to tilt upwards. A knot of excitement began to gather in her stomach as she lifted the head. Slowly she felt if push forwards. The bottom of his face was showing now, the face coming closer to hers as she lifted it up.

BAMFT!

Sherry's eyes flew open as she awoke with a start to find a very surprised Kurt Wagner looking down at her.

"Mien Gott," he said and tore his eyes away from her. Sitting up slowly she felt the ice that covered her body break and fall away.

Looking down she realized why he had turned away and shrugged. Standing, she dusted the last bits of ice from her body.

"What do you want," she murmured looking at the back of his head. The surprise of being woken up was fading and anger was setting in. Crossing her arms she listened as her stammered his apologies and turned his head again, only to snap it back away from her.

"Za professor told me to come and find you." His tone could tell her he was very embarrassed.

"And why did he want you to find me?" Her voice still held anger in it though she was trying to be calm. With a sigh she added, "And look at me when your talking."

"But your, um, well.."

"For crying out loud," she mumbled and pulled her shadows about her so that it hid anything that Kurt would find 'indecent' to his eyes. "Is that better?"

Kurt turned around slowly. When he realized he could no longer see anything he let out a sigh. Whether it was from relief or something else she could not tell.

"Yes, tank you." Sherry stared at him for a moment. "Oh, right. The professor vants to talk to you for some reason. It's also almost zunrise, and you veren't back in your room so he zent me looking for you." His tail twitched under her intense stare. Her eyes were not the easiest to look at for long periods of time.

Sherry felt a bit guilty at scaring the poor guy so badly. Walking forwards she placed a hand on his shoulder which she felt pull away slightly. She was probably colder than usual at this point.

"It's okay Nightcawler, thanks for telling me." With that she turned at walked to the side of the roof. "Tell the professor I'll be down to see him in a short while." She then heard another sigh and a loud BAMFT. The smell of sulfur met her nostrils and she sighed in return.

Letting herself down off the roof with her shadows she was soon on her balcony. Thoughts of her interrupted dream filled her mind. Walking to her dresser she thought, "Who was that guy? Why was he so familiar?"

Taking out a bra and underwear she pulled them on and entered her closet. Pulling on a dark brown shirt from a hanger she caused a large box to fall to the floor. A large leather bound book fell out of the box.

"What the?" she reached down and picked it up. The words 'Sherry and Meredith' were printed in large silver lettering. Replacing the box with her powers she walked out of the closet. All thoughts of the professor, dream, and clothing forgotten.

Sitting down in the middle of the room, her back to the door, she began to leaf through the pages. Pictures of her as a baby, to a young child, to a pre-teen, and then teenager looked up at her. It was easy to tell it was her. The same eyes, pale skin, and hair color. The length of the hair varied every once and a while though.

Another girl was in most of the pictures to. They also showed her as she grew up, and how her mutation took place. As a toddler the only thing that made you think she was a mutant was her stub of a tail and pointed ears. Her green eyes were cat like with slits instead of round pupils. Her body was slightly hairier than a normal child's.

With each year her body seemed to become furrier. Her tail and ears would also lengthen. When they were about eight the girl's body was completely covered in fur, this was shown though the absence of clothing. A trait that Sherry had picked up from her after being raised with her. You could tell that the tail and ears were not done growing yet.

She flipped through a few more pages. A chuckle or sob leaving her throat from a memory stirred up from the photos. She came to the last picture with the two. It was from about a year before. The girl's ears and tail had finally reached a length that went well with her body, and she was again in the nude. The fur of coarse made nothing visible.

A large smile was on her face showing her cat like fangs. She had an arm wrapped around Sherry's shoulders as Sherry did the same. A forest at the base of a mountain was the background. They were posing in front of the view that could be seen from both of their houses.

The rest of the pages were blank after it. A weak sob came from Sherry's throat and a tear fell from her eye. Closing the book she looked out of the window.

"Meredith," she murmured looking back down at the cover, letting a finger feel its way across the words, "Where did you go Kit Kat?"

Sherry's body froze as a bubbly voice from the past reached her ears.

"I'm right here sunshine." A smile spread over Sheery's face.

"I told you not to call me that," she paused momentarily, "Kit Kat."

To Be Continued……..

A/N: So what did ya think? Please review. It took me forever to keep my ridiculously short attention span on this chapter to type it. Please R&R!

Pejimi: Yes do.

Kitty: Get off my head before I smack you.

Pejime: laughing in his five year old voice

Kitty:sighs Why do you have to be so damn cute.