Misty walked the dark streets of the city alone: as was costum for her. She didn't sleep that much and prefered to wonder around the city until near dawn, then she would get two hours of sleep at most and be ready for what the day had to offer. She didn't really see anyone on her walk, just a few staggering drunks. It took just one look from ehr glowing purple eyes to send them running. Misty knew she wasn't entirely human, but she couldn't figure out what exactly she was.

She was heading to Dr. Steins lab. For the past month he'd been conducting experiments to see if he can find out what she was, and maybe if they could fix it. She let him cut at her flesh, pull blood from her veins and take peices of skin for tests, it didn't hurt her and she new anything he sliced of cut out would be back by the next day. She cracked her neck and pulled on her sunglasses, so she wouldn't scare to many people. She was sure the last drunk had pissed himself when he saw her eyes. She looked ahead and sighed. With the sunglasses it would look like she had some punk rock glasses with lightbulbles in them. She cracked her neck and turned a corner down an old alley way. It was a short-cut she frequented enough to know who would be waiting.

The group of people at the end of the alley growled when they saw her. "If it ain't the freak." one growled, swinging a large section of chain around. Misty stopped walking and had her gaze fixed on the ground. "We owe you a beating from last week, bitch." Misty only removed her sunglasses and tucked them into a pocket of her baggy parachute pants, her gaze still pointed at a rock in front of her feet. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" He asked, shoving her back a few steps. Misty didn't falter, she only reversed and stopped.

"Come on, bitch, say something." Another sneered, shoving her back again.

"I wouldn't do that." misty muttered, lifting her head enough to stare at them through her messy bangs.

"Why not? Got something we couldn't handle?" The last one asked with a leer.

"I'm giving you a last warning...let me pass." She said in a hushed whisper. The one with the chain chuckled and swung it around faster. Misty stood up to her full height and sighed. "Fine...I can't force you to do something you clearly are incapable of...but I will help you." She mumbled as her iris' and pupils slowly disapeared and her eyes were only glowing purple orbs.

"Take her down." The biggest one yelled as the other two charged at her. Misty narrowed her eyes and scowled at them before letting loose.

"Was you're walk here eventful?" Stein asked as he selected a scalple from the table.

"You should know." She muttered, laying face down on the operating table. Stein simply hummed in thought as he lifted her shirt up, gving him better access to her back.

"Has it been getting worse, staying the same or lessening?" He asked, making a cut along her spine. He still was not used to what came out of her. It wasn't blood. It was far from it. It was a type of mist (which explained for her nickname). It came out black and in small tendrils that wrapped themselves around his scalple but disapated almost instantly. He was removing a square inch section of her skin to do further tests on it. They were still unable to tell what exactly she was and that surprised Stein. He new of all the creatures in this world and Misty didn't have any of their characteristics.

"Somewhat worse...I think I really hurt someone on the way here..." She said softly. Stein heard her clear as day. He had spoken to her enough times to learn ehr way of talking. Never had her voice gone above a whisper, and he had learned how each word, each letter sounded when she spoke, so even if she spoke as softly as a butterflies wings he cold understand her.

"It's to be expected I suppose. Until we find out what exactly is causing this it'll be difficult for you to control it." Stein said, peeling the section of skin away form her body. Misty didn't flinch as it happened, rather she closed her eyes and sighed. "How are your friends?" He asked, noticing the skin around the wound was slowly inching close to each other to seal itselft while the mist still drifted out of her.

"I'm afraid that' all I can do for tonight...Michealle." Stein said, lips curling in a smile as he place a large band-aid over the gap in her skin. Misty's lips twitched slightly. Stein had never seen her smile. Come to think of it, he had never seen he show any emotion at all. Krtisten Stweart had more facial expressions that her (I HAD TO DO IT!).

"Thank you for your time, Dr. Stein." Misty said, pulling down the back of her shirt. Misty stod from the table and looked at Stein. She was a few inches taller than him and had to look down. Stein thought it was funny that a girl nearly half his age was this much taller than her.

"It's no trouble, Michealle, I enjoy our time together." Stein said, brushing their fingers together. Misty looked down at their hands. She knew he loved her, but she was unsure about her feelings. She had never felt love and never knew anyone who showed love to her besides Stein. It confused her but it made her feel...what was that emotion Ren always went on about...? Happy. It made her happy.

Stein was intrigued with her. This girl with glowing eyes and tall stature. He smiled at her softly and moved to the side, allowing her to pass and leave. "I will see you soon, Michealle." He said as she walked past him.

"Yes...I'll see you soon."