AN: Wow I can't believe I'm finally on Chapter Four! I really hope you are enjoying this FanFic, and it shall get a lot better from this chapter onwards! Please leave your reviews so I can get some feedback, it would be great to hear from you guys, thanks so much for reading this far, and stay tuned for more!
Kyra straightened out her slightly creased jeans and flattened out her fuchsia coloured tank top.
She was ready to find Elisa and look around her new home, and she had never felt as nervous in her entire life. It still all seemed so surreal identical to when she woke up and was faced with three complete strangers that hour, which now seemed like days, ago. Kyra sighed and looked down at her dirty clothes folded neatly before the wardrobe. Already it was beginning to feel like home. Kyra then made to the door and, inhaling deeply, she opened the mahogany wood and peered outside to the corridor.
Directly facing her was another door, the one she was presumably supposed to go through to find Elisa. The corridor itself was well lit and cosy, like her room. The walls were decorated with a granny like floral pattern, and to the far left was a bright window, sunlight pouring in behind another lace curtain. Next to the door she was meant to enter was another and beside her door was another. To the far right, down the opposite end, was a small end table with a vase and flowers perched cutely on top.
Kyra stepped out into the warm corridor and closed her door. She felt unusually shy, she was quite talkative to new people, but under her circumstances she figured why. Glancing at her shoes, Kyra lifted her head and knocked lightly on the mahogany door.
"Come in!" Called Elisa's instantly recognisable voice. Kyra whimpered slightly, then opened the door.
Kyra paused at the sight of the room, dumbfounded. Elisa was bent over a bed, where a thick, green scaled girl was snoring loudly, her long, spiked tail fluttering slightly off the edge of the bed. In the bed next to the green scaled girl was another girl with long shining hair who was reading a book but glanced upwards with a smile at Kyra. To the far right of the room, before the fireplace, was a pair of twins, floating inches off the ground, cross legged and humming in unison. A light yellow glow surrounded their bodies, which complimented the sunlight outside pouring into the room via two large windows situated above the beds and there occupants.
"Kyra! You found me okay I see!" Elisa laughed, as she straightened up and registered Kyra's purely shocked expression.
"I – I – well, this is -" Kyra stuttered,
"Weird?" Said the long haired girl, with a giggle. Kyra nodded and blushed.
Elisa waddled over and ushered Kyra inside. "Come in," she grinned and closed the door. Kyra looked awkwardly around for somewhere to sit and spotted a chair beside the door. She hastily sat down and looked toward the floating boy and girl, feeling the long haired girl staring at her.
"Well," Elisa said, as Kyra flicked her head in her direction,"this is just one of the dorms. Here," she indicated to the green scaled girl, "is D'yan, she just arrived two weeks ago. Sat beside her in that bed is -"
"Daphne Hoope," the girl jumped from her bed as, making Kyra gasp with awe, her hair writhed as if underwater and twisted itself into a bun then perched precariously on top of her head. She bounded forward. "Pleased to meet your acquaintance." And she shook hands with a bewildered Kyra.
Elisa giggled and indicated to the floating twins. "And they are the Rayner twins, Billy and Katelin."
Katelin opened one eye at the mention of her name then pursed her lips and ceased humming. The yellow light that surround her and her brother faded and she floated back down to the carpet, arms folded, glaring at Kyra. With a yelp, Billy fell to the ground and landed with a bang. He yelped in pain.
"What the heck are you doing Katelin?" Billy yelled, his back to Kyra, rubbing his behind. Kyra snorted with laughter and he stood up and whirled around.
"We have a new guest Billy." Katelin said, icily. She and Billy looked nothing alike within comparison. Katelin had dark, seemingly black hair and had sharp feline-like features. She also had beautifully flawless olive skin. Billy had dirty blonde hair, cutely boyish features and fair skin, with piercing green eyes and a slightly muscular frame. He ran a hand through his floppy hair.
"Hi, I'm Billy," he grinned, making Kyra glance away and blush wildly again.
"I see you and Billy look to be good friends." Elisa said, winking at Kyra.
"Unlikely. This girl is an emotional wreck Billy. Get into a relationship with her and you'd face hell yourself." Katelin hissed, nastily.
"Hey -" Kyra began, standing rapidly. Katelin raised her left eyebrow and took a threatening step forward, but Billy gripped her shoulder and wrenched her from moving any closer.
"Leave it," he warned then turned with his boyish grin to Kyra, "ignore her, she's a little miffed that we've got on from first impressions and she's completely friendless and a total -"
But Katelin elbowed her brother in the groin, making him double over and gasp in pain.
"Katelin! There's no need for that!" Elisa exclaimed, rushing to Billy's aid. She helped him back to his feet and sat him of a two seated sofa nearby. Katelin merely sneered at Kyra and turned. She then sat down on the carpet and began to hum. As she did so she floated upwards once again and hovered, the yellow light dawning around her once more. Kyra frowned moodily at Katelin's back and stuck her tongue out, making Daphne giggle.
Elisa turned back to Kyra and shot a disappointed glance at the hovering teenager. "I apologise for her behaviour Kyra, she finds new ones threatening. She's the alpha female, if you will, of the others."
Kyra nodded, still staring at Katelin's back. "How did she know I was upset?"
"She's a telepath, like Billy, but the extent and abilities of their powers differ."
"Yeah," Billy wheezed, "like I can create illusions and travel on the astral plane. Katelin can render people unconscious and delete memory."
"Anyway," Elisa urged, "let's move on."
"But you haven't told her what I can do!" Daphne interjected. Elisa rolled her eyes and grinned.
"Okay! Daphne can move and rotate her hair to her chosen will, considering it is over a foot long and as sturdy as steel." Elisa explained as Daphne demonstrated. Her hair fell like slithering snakes from the bun and began to writhe. It bunched into what looked like a long, maroon coloured metal rope and whipped over to the chair Kyra was sat on. She jumped out of the way in alert as Daphne's hair gripped a leg of the chair and swung it around above their heads like a lasso. Daphne brought it back down to the carpet after a few more seconds of showing off and replaced it back into it's original position. Her long, rope like hair recoiled back into a bun on top of her head.
"Okay Miss Show-Off," Elisa commented, indicating for Kyra to follow as she made to the door. All Kyra could do was stare in awe but snapped from her trance and quickly followed. Elisa opened the door and pointed to the one beside Kyra's.
"Through there is Annika and Stacy's room, no one aside to them tends to venture in there. I think its because we're all scared as to what we would find," Elisa chuckled. Kyra frowned at the door with curiosity. She was aching, already, to know what it looked like in there and she made a silent vow to find out before she departed.
Elisa made her way further down the corridor then opened the door to her immediate right. Kyra peered inside and was met with a loud yell. A boy with shockingly yellow coloured hair jumped in surprise from a bed in the far left of the room and landed with a crash on the laminated flooring. With a squeal, a curly brown haired girl emerged from under the duvet, her eyes wide.
"Sebastian, Marie? What the heck is this?" Elisa exclaimed. Sebastian jumped to his feet, only clothed in boxers, and shook his head sheepishly.
"I simply have no idea Elisa. I somehow ended up in my boxers whilst trying to do homework and this girl suddenly appeared in my bed half naked and tried to make out with me! What are the odds huh?"
But Elisa was clearly not convinced from Sebastian's comical outburst. "Marie," the girl scampered to her feet and grabbed her clothes which were strewn across the floor and held them across her bra and knickers, "out." She rushed past, her eyes barely meeting Kyra's, then disappeared, literally, into thin air.
"Sebastian, we have a new arrival. At least put some clothes on!" Elisa demanded, as he rolled his sparkling golden eyes and swept up his jeans and shirt. He slipped them on in silence, Kyra watching his athletic frame. She was now sure that she would like it here, especially with all the eye candy knocking around.
"Now, let's introduce. Sebastian, this is Kyra Mayton. Kyra, this is Sebastian Harris." The two teens nodded in acknowledgement of one another and Elisa moved from the room, shaking her head and muttering something Kyra couldn't hear.
Kyra followed until Elisa came to a flight of stairs leading down and some leading upwards then across to the left.
"Up there, is some more dorms my bedroom and the living room, plus the shared bathroom and a small kitchen. So feel free to do whatever you like." Elisa said. She led them down the wooden stairs then turned left. Kyra followed, the steps creaking and groaning as she went.
"And down here is the main kitchen and living room, also a small study." Elisa waddled down the small corridor and indicated to the left to a small, musty, room with a desk and a clearly outdated computer, along with a brown chair and a large bookshelf covering the entire far wall of the study.
"Not many of the others come in here, they don't attend school so it's really of no use." Elisa airily said.
Kyra was surprised at Elisa's words. Not one of the kids here attend school, and all looked as if they were supposed to. But then again, not many of the kids here would pass as average school kids, Kyra concluded.
"Over here, is the main kitchen," Elisa entered through an arched doorway to the right of the study. The kitchen was large and spacious, with all the appliances to the opposite far wall. Pots and pans hung above a large, marble topped island in the centre of the kitchen which was surrounded by seven bar stools, a violet haired boy sat at one, playing loudly on a hand held games device.
"Hey Tyler," Elisa warmly said, the boy looked up.
"Hello Elisa." His stunningly electric purple eyes swept over to Kyra and narrowed slightly.
"Hi," Kyra smiled, "I'm Kyra Mayton."
The boy simply nodded. "My name is Tyler Gordellini. I'm thrilled to meet your acquaintance." His voice was monotone and expressionless. Kyra found it quite disturbing at how dull and simply motionless he sat there, only his fingers and thumbs actively working over the games device as he continued to stare at her.
"Anyway," Elisa cheerfully perked, "let's move on." She turned and waddled out of the door, her bushy blonde ringlets a cloud behind her. Kyra slowly turned, frowning at the boy as he still stared at her, then quickly followed Elisa out of the door.
Elisa was stood at a large archway, larger than the kitchens, which revealed the entire of the living room. Kyra entered and peered inquisitively around. To the far left was a florally patterned sofa, like the wallpaper still around the house, and a small television before it. Two windows shone light through into the warm room, and Kyra spotted the busy New York street outside. To the far right was another fireplace, with a deep oak coffee table before it and a two seated floral sofa behind that and a matching chair to the left of the sofa.
But what attracted Kyra most about this room was the man sat in the centre of the room, his eyes closed, moving his outstretched arms around before him. His floppy black hair was ruffling lightly, as if caught in a breeze, and Kyra became enchanted by his beautifully sculpted face. All of his features were Adonis like, high cheekbones, slightly arched eyebrows, a longish nose and thin, yet seemingly luscious lips. Kyra felt a bit of a flutter and attempted to shake herself from her daze...
Elisa chuckled lightly. "That's my husband Ash, he's just doing his daily routine,"
"Well what's that?" Kyra whispered.
"He is reinforcing his illusions Kyra. You see, from the outside this place looks like a dilapidated electronics shop but obviously, it's a lot more on the inside. Ash's power is illusions, to any mutant nor any passer by, they wouldn't give a second look to this place."
"Wow, he must be pretty powerful to constantly keep the illusion up,"
"I guess you could say that. But like anyone, he has his weaknesses."
"Indeed I do," came a voice, making Kyra jump. Ash stood to his feet, making Kyra gasp, and towered over the duo. He was at least six foot tall and smiled down at the new arrival. "I trust my wife has introduced myself. But allow me, Ashton Govern, at your assistance." His voice was sultry and musical, and raised a lump is Kyra's throat.
He bowed slightly then took Kyra's left hand and lightly kissed the back of her hand. Kyra blushed frantically and looked down at her feet. She looked back up, to a concerned expression on Ash's face.
"Miss Mayton, I have heard from my wife of your situation. But rest assured, you are in possibly the most safest place in New York. Being here is for your own good."
Kyra nodded slightly in response and the image of her mother's tear stricken face jumped across her mind's eye.
"I've explained Ash, I promised her we would find out some information on her mother." Elisa said, quietly, as she slipped her left arm around Ash's right.
"I don't think that would be a problem Miss Mayton. We have a shapeshifter living here with us also, she could morph and visit your mother, wherever she may be, and make sure she is safe." Ash lightly said. Kyra stared in amazement at him. He wasn't serious, surely...
"Very well," Ash laughed, from Kyra's expression, "Sabathy?" Ash called, into the room. With a loud meow, a house cat slipped out from under the floral sofa and jumped onto the coffee table. It sat on the glass and, within seconds, it began to grow rapidly, outwards and upwards, it's light red fur retracting into it's peachy coloured skin, until it morphed into a smiling pyjama dressed girl.
"Hey Ash! Hi Elisa!" The girl exclaimed, waving, her ginger hair tied in a high ponytail.
"Sabathy, this is Kyra Mayton,our new arrival and she wishes of a favour from you." Ash smiled. Sabathy jumped from the coffee table and came to the trio, her eyes narrowed at Kyra. Great, Kyra thought, another hater...
Sabathy's eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh wow, you're the girl from the television! Sorry for the evil eyes, I'm kinda short sighted!" She talked rapidly, and loudly, much to Kyra's surprise. "So, what's the favour, I'm happy to help!"
"Well, it's my mom. She tried to protect me a few days ago from my stepdad, and I think she's been arrested but I ran away so I don't know, and Ash said you could go out and find some information about her." Kyra stumbled her words out fast and could feel tears welling in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away.
"Wow," Sabathy's small face drooped in sadness, "that's harsh. But yes, I'd love to help! Do you have a scent for me so I can smell her out?"
Kyra looked around wildly then looked down at her tanktop. "This should work, she washed these clothes herself,"
Sabathy leaned forward and smelt the tanktop around her stomach area. She leaned up as normal, her eyes closed. "Okay, I have the scent. I won't be long." And with that, she morphed amazingly back into her feline form.
"Sabathy, don't leave it too late! Be home before dark! And be careful!" Elisa called, as Sabathy meowed loudly then bolted down the corridor and jumped through the cat flap on the heavily bolted front door.
Ash hugged Elisa closely. "Don't worry Elisa, Sabathy is careful, she won't get herself into trouble. She's one of the more responsible ones."
"I know Ash, but she's also one of the more social and playful ones. She finds another cat and she's away Ash, you know how distracted she can get."
Kyra had watched Sabathy run down the narrow corridor then turned back to Elisa. "If anything happens to her, I'm taking full responsibility. She's extremely kind for doing what she's doing, and I wouldn't ever forgive myself."