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Rose Bunny created the topic: The Call of the Waters
The Call of the Waters
A Whateley Universe story.
Part 1


May 8th, 1994
The Baker Household
Hastings, Minnesota

LeAnna sat in her room, listening to the radio. She was excited, because tomorrow was her birthday. Momma had promised a party. It wasn’t everyday you turned 14. She was only a freshman, but already she was popular. The blonde girl was very attractive, at 5’6”, with curves most seniors would envy, the boys were all over her for dates. Daddy had said that she couldn’t date until she had turned 14, so the fact that Jeff Pierson had asked her out for next Saturday made her all that more giddy.

Getting up, LeAnna walked over to the mirror that hung on her close door. She placed her hands on her shapely hips, and puffed out her chest to accentuate the fact that she was a solid C cup. LeAnna made little pouty lips at herself then giggled. Tugging on a tank top over her bra, she got out her tight little lycra running shorts. The shorts that she felt showed off what she thought of as a perfect ass.

Running down the stairs, she gave Daddy a kiss on the cheek, and grabbed a banana to go. She was going to go down to the park, some of the other kids were getting together to go shopping. Throwing on a loose hoodie over the top, she grabbed her purse.

As she was about to leave, her father called to her. “LeAnna, don’t forget your glasses.”

AUGHHHHH! She hated her glasses. She didn’t care that she could barely see 5 feet in front of her without them, they made her look like a NERD! Jeff always told her that her eyes were pretty, that the deep blue shade added to her all-American girl next door look. Begrudgingly, she took the glasses out of her bag and put them on. LeAnna gave her daddy a kiss on the cheek, and sprinted out the door.

—————


A few minutes later
A small park near the Hastings Mall.
Hastings, Minnesota


Arriving in the park 5 minutes later, LeAnna looked for her friends. She saw Jenny Richards over by the picnic tables, making out with Russ Olsen. She liked Jenny, but gawd, that girl could be such a slut sometimes. Eventually everyone had gathered, and the small group headed over to the mall. LeAnna and a couple other girls headed towards Daytons department store, while the boys wandered off towards the game stores and sporting goods stores.

Judy Carlson flanked Leanna on the right, and Jenny took up her spot on the right. Judy was on the track team, the willow thin African-American girl was close to 5’11”, and towered over the other two. She ran her fingers through her curly chocolate brown hair, and looked over at LeAnna. “Are you okay? You look a little pale.”

LeAnna shook it off and said simply, “I guess I’m a little hungry is all, I’ve only had a banana to eat… not like Jenny, who probably had breakfast, in addition to having Jeff’s banana.”

Jenny stuck her tongue out at Leanna. The two were good friends, and the fact that Jenny had been sexually active since she was 12 was common knowledge amongst their little clique. They teased her about it, and she teased back at her friends about being prudes and not having gotten any yet.

Approaching the food court, LeAnna stumbled, and nearly face-planted. Only a quick saving grab on her arm by Judy kept her up. “I really think we need to get some food into you, girl!”, Judy said emphatically.

Jenny looked over at her friend. “Are you sure it’s only hunger? Is it, you know… time?”

LeAnna looked up, the effort caused her vision to swim. She didn’t want to admit that she had yet to have her first period. Given her looks, she wasn’t sure anyone would believe that, anyhow. ”No, I don’ think it’s that.” she said, “I think I just need a little something in my stomach.”

LeAnna watched with a bemused smile as she noticed Judy watching Jenny walk over to the A&W stand. Perhaps walk is not the right word, as everything Jenny does exudes sex. Though Jenny was only about an inch taller than she was, she carried herself in a manner that was more mature, more adult. The Raven-haired girl rivaled herself for curves and bust size, and those dark brown eyes hid a predator on the prowl. She felt sorry for Judy, she knew the poor girl was attracted to Jenny, but Jenny didn’t swing that way.

Jenny came back with a small root beer float and a hotdog. LeAnna ate the hotdog, and washed it down with the float. Unfortunately, it did not stay down for long. Looking at Judy, Jenny gave her a worried look, and told her to go find the boys. With Judy sprinting off, Jenny rubbed the back of the poor girl. For her part, LeAnna didn’t notice any of this. Her head was pounding. A sound like running water was filling her ears. She didn’t feel a thing when Jenny put her hand on her burning forehead.

LeAnna heard the thundering sound of the water in her head, it drown out everything else. There were noises, cries and inhuman song filling her brain. Then she collapsed and heard nothing more.

—————

Later that evening
Regina Hospital
Hastings Minnesota

Paul Baker looked at his daughter with concern. She has seemed normal that morning, cheerful and energetic. Now she lay in a bed in the hospital, tubes feeding IV fluids into her. She was covered in ice packs, after spiking a fever of 102 degrees. She slept quietly, the only sound in the room was the beeping of the monitors that recorded her condition.

He got up and left the room, going into the hallway to try once again to locate the mother of his child. The divorce had been hard, both on him and on LeAnna. To find out that your wife was pregnant by your best friend was terrible, but worse than that was her attitude. She had abandoned her daughter, in favor of the new family she was going to have.

“Come on Beth, pick up.", he pleaded as the phone rang. Upon hearing it go to voicemail, he sighed and left ANOTHER message. He had been trying to reach her, ever since he had learned about his daughter’s collapse nearly 4 hours ago. He shook his head sadly, and walked back in the room.

Doctor Hall was checking in on her, Paul had known Henry Hall for years, the kindly doctor was LeAnna’s pediatrician and godfather.
The doctor noticed Paul had entered. “Henry, how is she? What’s happening?”, Paul said in a father’s frantic voice.

Doctor Hall called Paul closer to the bedside and motioned for him to sit. “Paul, I have examined LeAnna thoroughly, this might be difficult to hear, but what it looks like is that she is undergoing what is called a burnout.”

Mr. Baker didn’t understand. “What’s a burnout?”, he asked.

Henry looked over at his friend. “A burnout is a condition where an individual experiences an overtaxing of their system, causing them to go into a state of cellular overload. This accounts for her fever and other symptoms.”

Paul looked at his friend. “What other symptoms?”

Henry looked at his old friend and sighed, “The thing is that burnouts are almost exclusively unique to mutants.”

Paul looked over at Henry. “Are you saying She’s a … mutant? That’s NOT possible.”

Dr. Hall looked at him, shook his had, and said, “I’m afraid it is.” He motioned to his friend to come closer to his little girl. Once he did, the Doctor carefully reached over and opened the girl's eye. Her normally blue eye had changed, the iris was now a deep blood red.

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The Call of the Waters
A Whateley Universe story.
Part 2


May 9th, 1994
En route to the Owens residence
Hastings, Minnesota

Paul Baker was livid. LeAnna was sleeping, and Henry had promised to call him if there had been any changes. He muttered to himself as he sped to his destination. Arriving at the house, he got out of his car and marched up to the door. With a determined expression, he banged on the door.

Jim Owens opened the door, and looked at his former friend. “Paul, I don’t want any trouble.”, he said uncertainly.

For his part, Paul looked at the traitor and spoke calmly. “I’m just here to talk to Beth, that’s all. I don’t want to start anything.”

Jim let him in with a look of uncertainty.

“Beth, come out here, I need to talk to you!”, Paul called out.

Coming down the stairs, the very pregnant Beth looked at her former husband with a look of scorn. “Paul, keep it down. Little Emily is trying to sleep.”

Paul dismissed her comments with a snort. “Be that as it may, “ he scowled, “I’m here about LeAnna, you know... your firstborn daughter. You didn’t answer any of my calls.” He was seething, but managing to keep it from showing. The whole problem was of Beth’s creation. After LeAnna was born, Beth had had a hard time of it, and they had agreed that Paul should get a vasectomy. Things had been fine, but with their daughter growing up, Beth had felt those old stirrings again, and she wanted another baby. Unfortunately, the attempt to reverse the surgery had proved unsuccessful, and she had fled into the arms of his friend.

Beth looked at him coldly. “I saw you called, but I deleted the messages. Whatever trouble that girl has gotten herself into, I knew you would handle it.”, came her reply.

Paul shook his head in exasperation, and rubbed his temples, he could feel a headache trying to assert itself. “Ok, the fact that she is in the hospital, and nearly died, doesn’t concern you? I see how it is.” In anger, he left. He had better places to be.


—————

A little while later
Regina Hospital
Hastings, Minnesota


LeAnna awoke to find ‘Uncle’ Henry sitting at her bedside. He was in casual clothes, meaning that he wasn’t on duty. The girl looked at him and in a hoarse voice managed to ask him a question. “Where’s daddy, Why isn’t he here?”

Henry looked at his god-daughter and frowned, “ I’m afraid he went to see your mother, she didn’t answer any of his calls.”, the kindly man responded.

LeAnna nodded weakly. She was laying here in he hospital. She remembered feeling sick at the mall and throwing up. She knew she passed out. She was sweating and hot, her blankets and clothing were drenched in sweat. She hard the water thundering in her head, and the inhuman songs and cries. It was so loud, so very loud. “Unca Henry, how long have I been asleep? I don’t feel good.”, she rasped.

The man looked at the girl that he loved as a daughter. “I’m afraid you’ve been asleep since yesterday.”, he replied. “You gave us quite a scare. I discussed this with your father last night, and you need to know what happened. What you experienced is a condition known as a burnout, it sometimes happens to a person when they begin to manifest as a mutant. I’m afraid that’s what’s happening.”

LeAnna cried. A Mutant? Her? She shuddered and remembered the stories of what had happened to Judy’s older brother. When he was revealed as a mutant, he was chased out of school, and had needed to be sent away somewhere. Judy never really talked about it, except to tell her on occasion about how she had gotten a letter or a phone call from him, and how he was enjoying his new school out east. She didn’t want to have to go away, she didn’t want to be hated. She had a cute boy interested in her, and had made the cheerleading squad. This was not possible. She had been happy. Why had this happened? Why her?

Placing his hand tenderly on the girl’s back, he tried to soothe her fears the best he could.

LeAnna meekly sobbed out a question to him, “Do… do I look different? Am I a freak?”

From the doorway, a familiar voice spoke up. “ You are my little girl, and I will always love you. Even if you grow tentacles and giant fangs…Which you haven’t.”, Paul quickly added.

“Daddy!”, the girl exclaimed as loud as she was able. She pulled back her bedsheets and sat up, instantly regretting that, as she wobbled unsteadily.

Paul stepped in and gave his little girl a hug. “Sweetie, I love you and all… but you stink.”, he laughed. She blushed at that.

“Unca, is it okay if I take a shower? I feel all sweaty and gross.”, the girl pleaded.

“Hmm, normally I’d suggest a sponge bath, but I think you are well enough to handle it. I will get a nurse to come in and stay in there with you, just in case.”, her god-father said.

When the nurse arrived, both men stepped out into the hall. There was a loud scream, and the nurse called for them to come back in.
LeAnna lay on the floor of the bathroom sobbing. her hospital gown was off, and she was looking at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. Her beautiful blonde hair was going black and white at the root, her eyes were a scary shade of red, and she had lost weight, a lot of weight. Where she had been a very large C cup, her breasts has shrunk, they looked like they weren’t even up to being called an A cup. Her butt was no longer the plump apple-bottom she was so proud of, it was flat and kind of boyish. She seemed shorter too. She was a freak. She curled up on the floor in the fetal position and cried.

The nurse picked up the small, frail girl and after a brief, perfunctory shower the girl was placed back in bed, the sheets having been changed while they were in the bathroom. The men looked at each other, ashamed. They had seen all the changes but somehow had failed to register that they would have such a traumatic effect on the girl. A girl that was proud of her looks and the attention they brought her.

With a sigh, Henry ordered the nurse to give the girl a sedative, and the men went out into the hall to keep a silent vigil.

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The Call of the Waters
A Whateley Universe story.
Part 3


May 10th, 1994
Regina Hospital
Hastings, Minnesota

LeAnna was awake and crying. The running water and loud cries that were hammering at her brain wouldn’t stop. She rolled over, vomited over the bed rail, and returned to the fetal position. Paul Baker stood in the doorway, upset. His little girl was in a great deal of pain, and he was powerless to stop it. He hard a commotion, and from the corner of his eye, he saw his ex-wife charging into view.

Stepping in front of the door, he tried to block it. It had been a little over two years since the divorce, and the woman had barely made time for her firstborn daughter. Beth had tried to sue for full custody, but when the evidence of her infidelity came to light, the judge had granted minimal custodial rights. Beth had tried using LeAnna as a weapon in the lawsuit, and having failed, she had cast her daughter aside.

“Beth.”, Paul said in a neutral tone, “Now is perhaps not the best time. She is in a lot of pain.”

The very pregnant blonde looked at her ex. “Damn it Paul, what’s going on? What’s wrong with her?”

For his part, Paul Baker sighed, “It’s complicated, apparently she’s gone through something known as a burnout. It’s something that sometimes affects mutants…”

Beth looked incredulously at her former spouse, “You are trying to tell me that my daughter is some sort of… mutant freak? I don’t believe you!”

Pushing past Paul, she entered the room and saw a disturbing image before her. LeAnna had begun to take after her. She had been well on her way to developing an hourglass figure, with the blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes that were a trait amongst the women on her side of the family.
this… creature… on the bed wasn’t LeAnna. No way in Hell. For starters, that thing, was too small. Leanna had been taller than she was, and this whatever it was, was not. It couldn’t weigh more than 90 pounds, soaking wet. Beth knew her daughter was about a 36C cup, and this whatever this was had no visible breasts at all. Its unkept hair was a strange sight. The hair was blonde at the ends, but a mottled, confused mess of black and white towards the roots. There was vomit on the side of its face, and when it turned to look at her… those eyes... those inhuman red eyes.
In revulsion and shock, Beth screamed a a scream of pure terror, and ran off as fast as someone 8 months pregnant possibly could. She was long gone, and didn’t see her daughter hunch up and vomit again before starting to cry hysterically.


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That afternoon
Regina Hospital
Hastings, Minnesota


Dr. Henry Hall looked at the sleeping form of his god-daughter and sighed, he hated having to sedate her again, but after the incident with her mother, and the painful noise that she complained about, LeAnna was in a precarious place. He had called in a favor with a friend at the Mayo Clinic, and a specialist in mutant care would be arriving soon. He was grateful, he loved this girl and was saddened by all the pain physically and emotionally that the poor girl had to withstand.

Distracted, Henry had not noticed a rather tall man African-American man in a lab coat and tan khakis walk up behind him. “Excuse me, Dr. Hall, I take it? My name is Jerome Davis, I’m here because you requested help with a mutant patient.”

Henry looked up at the man, who was easily at least 6’10”. “Yes, this way please.”, replied Dr. Hall, as he escorted the man into the room. “Excuse me for asking, but what are your qualifications, in regard to treating mutants? I don’t mean to sound rude, but this little girl is my god-daughter, and is very special to me.”

Dr. Davis shrugged it off and nodded. “I understand perfectly, and no offense taken at all. As for my qualifications, I attended Whateley Academy, which is an exclusive school for mutants. After I graduated, I went to Columbia University, where I majored in medicine and interned at Johns Hopkins, before taking a position at Mayo.” He nodded at Dr. Hill’s realization. “Yes, I am a mutant, in my case I’m classified as an Exemplar 3 and Psi 3. I’m a receptive and projective telepath.”

Henry watched as the other man walked over to the girl and sat down at her bedside. He sat down in the chair next to the bed and gently stroked her forehead. She calmed at his touch and the sobbing stopped.


—————

Inside LeAnna’s mind


Jerome looked about him. He was on the shore of a lake, there was a gentle breeze. He heard the sounds of a mournful wail, the songs of loons filled the air. He was beginning to understand. looking around him, he saw a blonde girl, of perhaps 14 years sitting in the shallows. her hands were clasping her head, as she cried and shook. Every cry seemed to tear at her. She clawed at her head, trying to make it stop. She raked at her skin, at her scalp, tearing skin and hair out in bloody clumps.

Jerome walked over to the bloody girl and offered his hand. “Don’t fight it, let it come to you, let it become a part of you. You will find strength together.”, He said.

She stood up and he helped her up, gently pulling away the pieces of her past self and her past self-image. Before him stood the new LeAnna.

She saw small, but lithe. She no longer had the voluptuous image that she had been holding onto, the large breasts and bottom. This was a body more for grace, flexibility, and agility. Gone was the blonde hair. In its place was was black hair with mottled white, at times shining with an iridescent sheen. She looked herself over with the red eyes that had replaced her now ordinary-seeming shade of blue. This would take getting used to, she mused.

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The Call of the Waters
A Whateley Universe story.
Part 4


May 10th, 1994
Regina Hospital
Hastings, Minnesota


LeAnna sat up in bed, Her Father a little ways away watching as the other two men in the room talked. She was groggy, but then again, she never had someone else in her mind before.

Dr. Davis looked over at the girl. “Ah, you are awake. Good. I’m Doctor Davis, your Godfather called me in to help with your case. I’m sorry for the intrusion into your head yesterday, but you were in a lot of pain, and I needed to see if I could find the cause.” the very tall man explained.

LeAnna nodded gently. “ The noise isn’t as loud today. Before it was like there was noise louder than a rock concert in my head, now it’s just a whisper. What did you do?“, she asked.

Dr. Davis smiled. “ It wasn’t me,” he said. “It was you, you accepted your spirit.” He said, as he looked at the confused girl.

Mr. Baker was next to speak. “Spirit? I’m afraid we don’t understand.”

With a nod, the very tall doctor explained. “LeAnna is what’s known as an avatar, meaning she has what is called a hallow. This is a space in which a spirit's life essence can settle into and co-exist with the avatar. Normally a spirit will look for a host that it can bond with, and it will share its powers with the host. In exchange the spirit gets a presence in this world, and a safe place to dwell.”

LeAnna frowned at the thought that some spirit creature had crawled inside her and made itself at home. She shook her head, and listened as the Doctor continued.

“Now the reason that it appears your daughter was having difficulty with her spirit is that the spirit is larger than her hallow. In an effort to fit and make things work for both of you, the spirit had to make some… adjustments…” The doctor stated.

“Adjustments?”, LeAnna shrieked. “Adjustments?” she put her hand on her chest. “That’s what you call having the non-boobs of a 10 year old? That’s why I had to get smaller? That’s why I have freakish red eyes? That’s why my pubes disappeared and I have feathers down there? And really… webbed toes… I mean really? Thanks a lot stupid spirit, thanks ever so much.” The girl crossed her arms and sulked.

“Erm, yes.. well…” The doctor stammered. “I suppose that’s a lot of negatives. But I’m sure that in time you will discover positives. I’ve known a couple avatars, and They tell me that their spirits never did anything bad to them, you may have manifested these…oddities… but the spirit needs you, and it would never do anything to compromise your safety. That would be like it trying to set its house on fire while inside.”

Dr. Hall was next to ask a question. “From my understanding of avatars and spirits, the spirits are often tied to nature, whether they are elementals or animal spirits, or something else. Were you able to determine her spirit when you went into her head?”

D. Davis nodded and answered, “From what I can determine, she seems to be hosting a loon spirit.”

LeAnna rolled her eyes and sarcastically grumbled. ”Great, not only do I become a mutant, but I’m possessed by a fucking duck.”

Paul Baker looked at his daughter. “First of all, language, young lady. Second of all, Loons aren’t ducks.”, he said in that sympathetic, yet disapproving way that only parents can master.

Dr. Davis chimed in. “Actually, you already were an active mutant. From what we can tell, based on your routine physical and the data from before you gained your spirit… you were what is known as an exemplar. Exemplar mutations are physical and mental changes that make a person a little better than a baseline human. A little smarter or stronger or for lack of a better term… ‘ideal’, we estimate you might have been at least an exemplar 2, on the rating scale.“

Dr. Hall spoke up, “That is a lot for LeAnna to take in, I think we should give her a little time alone to comprehend it all.”

He ushered everyone out of the room. After closing the door, Henry looked at his closest friend. “There is something else that we discovered during her tests, something that she probably wouldn’t be able to hear now, on top of everything else, but she will need to know sooner or later.” Henry paused and sighed, “Part of the spirit's changes in her body resulted in the loss of her uterus. I’m afraid LeAnna will never be able to get pregnant.”

— — — — —

A short time later
Inside LeAnna Baker-Smith’s mind

LeAnna sat on a log, overlooking a lake. It was pleasant enough, sunny and warm, a gentle breeze was blowing. Still, she was angry. she knew the troublemaker was out there. She could hear it, laughing at her. Well, maybe not laughing, because that’s what a loon’s cry sounds like, but it was definitely trying to say something to her. She sighed and closed her eyes, the breeze felt good. She did have to admit that. And then the pesky spirit started to call, a somber call, sad and hauntingly beautiful. Unaware of her own tears, LeAnna started to sob inconsolably.

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The Call of the Waters
A Whateley Universe story.
Part 5


May 15th, 1994
MCO Regional Headquarters
Minneapolis, Minnesota

LeAnna zigged and zagged, the projectiles coming at her ever faster, more and more baring down on her. Her new-found agility and speed helped her dodge, but it would only be a matter of time. She was worn out, all the lifting and running and dodging was taking their toll on her. She turned left, when she should have turned right. She never saw the projectile coming. With a smack, it hit her in the back of the knee, knocking her to the ground. She knelt there as the door opened and the man in the lab coat entered.


“Very good! Very good!”, the man exclaimed, “Definitely an exemplar, I’d say certainly exemplar 3.” The doctor led her out of the test chamber, and back to her father.

At the insistence of her doctors - and her father- LeAnna had begun meditating several days earlier, trying to enter that space where the spirit dwelled. She relaxed and opened her mind to it’s presence. She still resented it, and she was still sulky about being flat-chested, but she was going to have to adjust. There was no going back. During her meditations, she observed the black and white bird as it swam around in her mind space. She learned from it, watching it swim, dive, hunt. She heard the tranquil calls, and tried to mimic them, to varying degrees of success.


For the next test, the doctor led her to a changing room, and ushered her in. She found a plastic bag labeled with her codename, ’Gavia’.

LeAnna’s Dad was a science teacher at the high school, and had explained that the term Gavia was derived from Latin, and was the name of the genus for the common Loon, which was what her spirit evidently was. This testing was done using codenames, to protect her identity. LeAnna had no issue with that, this whole spirit of the loon thing was embarrassing.

LeAnna put on the suit and left the room, meeting with the doctor in the hall. She was escorted to a large set of doors, when she entered, she was surprised that the room contained an olympic-sized swimming pool. LeAnna had been an okay swimmer, but they evidently wished to see if the spirit had enhanced her abilities in water. She dove in, feeling the water around her. Her new form cut through the water like a torpedo. She took several laps, and then climbed out near the doctor.

“Excellent, simply excellent!”, he proclaimed.

She looked at the short, fat, balding man with a questioning look. He apparently picked up on it, because he explained, “I’m sorry. We old fogies sometimes get so wrapped up in our tests and data that we forget there is someone else to explain to. What I was marveling at is amazing. If not for your mutant status making you ineligible, you would have just shattered the qualifying time for the U.S. Olympic team.”

LeAnna gawked at that in pure amazement. Then she frowned, her body was more streamlined now, but she still missed her boobs.

The doctor had her do another test at the pool, she dove in and sat on the bottom of the pool for as long as she could, finally coming up for air. What seemed to her to have been only a couple minutes had actually been over 10 minutes.

After changing again, She was led into a room with all sorts of gizmos and doohickeys on a bench. She was asked if she could make anything out of it, to which she only replied, “A Mess?”.

The doctor checked off another box on the papers he was carrying around. Testing her for magical abilities was likewise fruitless.

After all the runaround, they led her back to her Dad. She ran up and hugged him carefully. After learning she could lift about 600 pounds, she would have to be a lot more careful. The Doctor walked up to a computer and typed something in. A card printer began whirring, and out came an ID card.

He looked at the girl and handed it to her. “This is your mutant ID card. It lists your powers and codename. Carry it on you at all times. You will need it for any aircraft travel you might do, as well as any border crossings.” He went on to explain other benefits of the card, but she was only half-listening.

She looked at the card and read it off. Her powers were classified on it. Exemplar 3, Avatar 2.

—————


That evening
The Baker household
Hastings, Minnesota


Paul Baker was mad. He had called his ex-wife, to fill her in on LeAnna’s condition, and her powers. The woman had refused to come to the phone, she had disowned her own daughter. He sighed, and told Jim Evans a little tidbit he had picked up from the doctors. Jim might want to get Emily screened for the mutant genome, as the mother was usually responsible for transmitting the genes. After hanging up, he smirked. He had loved Beth once, but she had always been a little pretentious and snobbish, due to some vague distant relation to the English Royal Family. That is why she had kept her maiden name during the marriage, and had insisted on LeAnna’s last name being a hyphenated combination of both their last names.


He looked over at LeAnna, she was laying on the couch, with her eyes closed. She was no doubt in her mind-space, swearing at her spirit again. He chuckled at that, and went off to make himself a cup of coffee. As he turned, the phone rang.

“Hello, Paul?”, the voice on the other end of the line said. Paul recognized that voice anywhere.

“Superintendent Dunn, what can I help you with?”, he asked.

Paul’s boss spoke up, “Paul, I’m afraid I have some bad news for you. The PTA has called an emergency meeting for tomorrow. It seems as though there has been some concern about your daughter.”

Paul looked over at the meditating girl and frowned. “I’m afraid I don’t understand.”, he said.

Dunn cleared his throat and spoke. “Paul, some parents are making a fuss about LeAnna having been on cheer squad while having been an active mutant. Some of them are calling for her to be expelled for rules infractions.”

Paul spoke up, anger in his voice. “ First of all, We were unaware of her status at the time. Second of all, that information was only just discovered. Thirdly, anyone that gained that information did so by looking at supposedly secure confidential records. If they want LeAnna expelled, especially this late in the school year, someone is playing dirty. I intend to fight it, and they had better hope I don’t find out who it was, because they will be facing a LOT of civil and criminal charges.”

Paul looked over at LeAnna, to see if she had heard, but she still sat there deep in meditation.

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Part 6


May 16th, 1994
The Baker household
Hastings, Minnesota


LeAnna Baker-Smith was pissed. She flung the disposable razor across the bathroom at the mirror. It landed with the other 5 that she had managed to blunt or break. After a stream of words that would have made a drunken sailor blush, she gave up and set off for the garage.

Several minutes later she came back up with a roll of duct tape and pulled off large strips, which she applied to her legs, armpits, and bikini lines. Ripping each one off with a scream, she looked at her legs. They were red and chafed, and had cuts and scrapes all over them. She had finally managed to get rid of the small feathery quills that had been growing in lieu of hair. With a shiver, she reached for the aloe and began to apply it.

Paul Baker saw his daughter come out of her room. He was shocked looking at her. Her legs were all cut up and red, bandages all over them. She could see the concerned look on his face.

“Don’t worry, Daddy.” LeAnna said, “I’m not cutting or anything. But it is damn hard to shave when you have feathers growing all over.” She winced and then made light of it. “At least I didn’t have to use the belt sander.” LeAnna sighed and straightened her skirt. She threw on her blazer and they walked out to the car.

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Later that evening
Hastings High School Auditorium
Hastings, Minnesota


LeAnna and her father sat in the front row, facing the school board. Everyone seemed to be keeping their distance.
The meeting began, and following the reading of the minutes from the prior meeting, her potential suspension was first on the agenda.

Doug Freeman, leader of the PTA stood and addressed the gathering. Doug was a short, fat greasy man with a receding hairline and cheesy mustache.

“Welcome, everyone, today we are gathered to address the situation of LeAnna Grace Baker-Smith, a known mutant, having been on the cheerleading team, a violation of state high school league rules.” Doug went on to read the regulation that prohibited mutant children from participating in any extra-curricular activity in which their powers might give them an unfair advantage. “I have a record of her MCO report, and her medical records. According to the records, she has an unfair advantage, in that she is what is known as an Exemplar. In her MCO testing, she was able to lift 550 pounds and run at a speed of nearly 40 mph. Exemplars are also know for having above average looks, making it even more difficult for any ‘regular’ student to compete with her in what is clearly an activity weighted towards attractiveness.”

LeAnna slid lower in her chair and fumbled with the dark glasses that hid her inhuman looking eyes.

Paul Baker stepped forward. “Chairman, board-members, I object strenuously. You are deciding on whether to expel a girl for doing something she loved, when she was unaware of any infractions. Since her burnout and secondary changes, she has not practiced or competed in any extra-curricular activities. She has not even been allowed back to school. Expulsion when there are only 3 weeks left in school is mighty irregular, and frankly, suspicious. Furthermore, that her sealed records and confidential medical records were obtained without parental consent strikes me as…”

Freeman interrupted, “Mister Baker, we obtained these records WITH full parental consent. We have done nothing wrong.”

LeAnna had a sinking feeling. She looked around he room, and in the back row spotted the person she hoped would not be there.

Paul Baker looked squarely at his ex-wife. “Regardless… that her records are being used to punish her is an egregious travesty. I implore the board to not buckle under to pressure, and to do the right thing.” He sat down, still scowling at his ex.

Doug Freeman looked around. “Does anyone else have anything to say, before we move on?”

LeAnna stood up, and calmly walked up to the front of the room. “I would like to speak. I am sorry. Sorry that there has to be any problem with me having been on the team. I did not know I was a mutant until I started my changes. I thought I was an ordinary girl. If I had known back then, I would have left the team. What you are talking about is unfair. Punishing me for something I didn’t mean to do. It is close to the end of the year. Please just let me finish out the year. Please let me get my credits for this semester. If you do, I.. I promise I will look for another school, I will go elsewhere if you want. You won’t need to worry about me anymore. I’m sorry.” After she finished speaking, LeAnna ran over to her Dad, tears flowing down her cheeks as she threw herself into his arms.

In the back row, Beth Owens-Smith held her little daughter Emily. She impassively watched everything going on, stopping only to stop the child from reaching to play with the Humanity First pin she now wore on her blouse.

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Part 7


May 17th, 1994
The Baker household
Hastings, Minnesota


LeAnna sat on the couch, reading through her English textbook. Behind closed doors a compromise had been reached with the school board. She would be allowed to complete her freshman year at home, and she could take her finals under teacher supervision after school. She would move on to 10th grade, but not at Hastings High. Her Father would be home late, as things were still being ironed out.

LeAnna had been feeling kind of moody lately, before her changes, she would have thought it was PMS, but when her Dad told her that she would never have another period, she had at first taken it in stride. For a girl her age, thinking of the future and children was not even in the picture. She growled. Jeff Pierson had, of course, cancelled their date last Saturday, and had refused to even pick up when she called. She looked forward to a life of being alone, being the weird ‘bird chick’.

The knocking at the door startled LeAnna out of her introspection. She got up and opened the door, letting Judy in. Through all the problems, Judy and Jenny had been there for her, with calls, e-mails, and the occasional visit. It helped that LeAnna felt she had friends still.

“I brought your assignments.”, Judy casually remarked, sitting next to LeAnna. She smiled at the smaller girl and looked at her briefly.

Misunderstanding the glance, LeAnna got somewhat defensive. “Staring at the freak, Judy?“, she scowled and inched away.

Judy sighed and inched closer. “You are not a freak!” Looking the exotic looking girl in the eyes, she moved closer, getting dangerously close to her ‘personal space’. She stared into those red eyes, and found herself leaning in.

LeAnna panicked at the kiss. It was tender, caring, and very unexpected. She hesitated and pulled away.

“What.. what are you DOING?”, she nervously exclaimed.

Judy frowned and bit her lower lip. “I’m sorry. I just. I’ve always been attracted to you, and now I feel it more. You are so pretty, so alluring.”

LeAnna looked at her, dazed. “I… I thought you liked Jenny? I mean, I always catch you glancing at her. I mean I knew you liked girls… but I thought you liked her!” LeAnna was confused, so very confused.

With that Judy giggled. “Silly, it wasn’t her I was looking at.” She shook her head and put her hand on LeAnna’s shoulder.

LeAnna smiled and hugged her friend. She was conscious of the feelings of the much taller girl’s chest against her own flat chest. Biting her lip uncertainly, LeAnna felt a mix of curiosity, excitement, and fear. She leaned back in and gave Judy a nervous kiss on the lips, followed by a slightly longer kiss, and in a moment of clarity, a much longer open-mouthed kiss.

Judy felt the excitement and her hand strayed up to the younger girl’s chest. She could feel through the tee that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and that her tiny nipples were excited. She felt her pull away and retreat to the other side of the couch.

LeAnna retreated and began to cry. “I’m a freak, this stupid bird inside me took my femininity from me, I have no breasts, I can’t have kids, I’ve never even had a damn period.”

Judy moved to sit next to the girl yet again, she put her finger under LeAnna’s chin, and lifted her head up. “That’s bull, I think you are damn sexy.” With that said, she kissed the girl again, her hands caressing her cheeks, running through her hair.

LeAnna was confused, afraid, and aroused. When Judy began to nibble on her ear, she moaned. She blushed as the large girl ran her hands over her chest. With a smile, she took the larger girl’s hand and led her up the stairs.

LeAnna had never considered sex with another girl, sure, she knew she had been hot, and that undoubtedly some other girls checked her out when she wasn’t looking. She hadn’t known Judy had been one of them, but now that the older girl had confessed the attraction, she thought about it. Judy was tall and fit, her track-star figure was kinda sexy.

Laying down on the bed, LeAnna pouted cutely in a submissive position, as her long time friend took off her shirt. She closed her eyes as Judy kissed her stomach and worked her way up to her chest. The flicking of the tongue across her tiny tits made her squirm excitedly. Soon both girls were laying together, basking in the afterglow. LeAnna purred as Judy ran her fingers through her feathers.

“Mmm, soooft.”, cooed the taller girl as she snuggled her lover. “I’m just sad that I waited so long to tell you. I mean, I’ll be off to Stanford in the fall.”

LeAnna caressed the soft cocoa skin of her bedmate. “I probably wouldn’t have noticed, I was sort of a narcissistic bitch, you know.”

“Mmm … that is true.”, quipped Judy.

With a laugh, LeAnna bopped her lover with a pillow, and began to kiss her again, contentedly.

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The Call of the Waters
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Part 8


May 18th, 1994
The Baker household
Hastings, Minnesota



LeAnna Baker-Smith lay on the couch, supposedly doing her calculus homework, but in all reality her mind was drifting back to the events of the previous evening. Of all the people to lose her virginity to, Judy would never have crossed her mind. LeAnna had been firmly straight. she had never noticed girls in that way, but last night felt right. Didn’t it? She pondered what this meant. It made no sense for the spirit to have done this. It was just a dumb bird. Why would it encourage something that served no reproductive purpose. Sure, it had messed up her chances of having kids anyhow, but she didn’t think this was anything it had done. That meant that it had come from her. She would have to meditate on that.

LeAnna had been meditating a lot lately. She was still mad at the dumb bird, but that was lessening. She was conflicted about her new body, she sometimes hated it, she sometimes found it intriguing. Sure, having to de-feather with duct tape was painful and no fun, but Judy seemed to have liked the end results. At the thought of Judy, her hand wandered to the waistband of her sweatpants. Between her arousal, and the contemplative mood, her mind was wandering.

That was when the brick flew through the window and snapped her back to attention. LeAnna leapt up and looked towards the window. From her vantage point she could see the angry mob. Moving towards the phone, she got half-way to it when the first bullet whizzed past her, hitting the wall behind her. She was pinned down and couldn’t reach the phone. She crawled towards it, and reached up, carefully picking it up. There was no dial tone. The phone lines had to have been cut.

Getting up and racing to the kitchen, she found the back door was blockaded by more of the mob. She could hear shouts of 'Die Mutie' and 'Kill the mutant'. Circling back to the stairway, she ran up, hoping to escape out the window in her room. Many a time she had snuck out the window and down the large elm tree that was conveniently close to the window. She reached her room, and found the door open, and four men in masks waiting for her. She turned to flee, when one of the men took out a knife and swung at her, slicing a shallow cut down her right shoulder blade. She yelped in surprise, and turned to face the men.

LeAnna felt a calming influence in her mind, the sound of the water and the reassuring cries of her spirit. She realized she could do this, she was strong now, and quick. The knife-wielding man charged her, and she dodged left, grabbing for the umbrella that sat beside the door. she turned and twisted, ducking under another stab, parrying it with the umbrella. She jabbed with it, and using her considerable strength, she managed to impale it into his side. The assailant’s friends stepped around him, one of them stopping to tend to him.

Taking the opportunity, LeAnna ducked down the stairs, running from the men who had invaded her home. She reached the front entryway again, and was greeted by a loud explosion. Someone had pitched a gasoline bomb in through the window, and the floor was already ablaze. She was trapped, and these lunatics were trying to kill her. Worse, in their disorderly mob tactics, they would not only kill her, but their friends upstairs. Correction, their friends that were coming down the stairs. Two of the men charged her, while a third held up the man that she had stabbed.

Looking at the men, she turned and ran forward, through the flames, and dove out the window. Landing on the front lawn, she was met by a group of perhaps 50 or 60 more people. Some were holding protest signs, others holding shotguns, baseball bats, and other weapons.

LeAnna was pinned between the house and the crowd. The police were nowhere to be seen. Surely someone had to have called them? Opening her mouth, LeAnna let out a sorrowful wail, a song of sadness and serenity. some of the approaching crowd stopped and appeared to be lulled into complacency, but there were still more coming up behind the, She had to escape. She turned back to look at the house, by this time, she could see the flames rising in the front room, and up the stair railings.

LeAnna signed and ran, dodging gunfire and makeshift projectiles with an uncanny grace. She sped up, aware that some of the crowd had gotten into trucks and were starting to follow. She would die. They would catch her, and she would die.
Suddenly something happened that she was not expecting. Her spirit called in her mind and she felt pain as bones in her arms contorted and broke, reshaping themselves. Her sleeves bulged and tore as pinions erupted from her skin.

With great uncertainty, she flapped her arms … no… wings… and took off. She flew awkwardly away, bullets still flying past her, she felt an impact in her right leg, then another in her right side. she shakily kept flying. She had escaped. She needed to hide. She felt weak. She knew where she needed to go. She changed direction, and within a few minutes she awkwardly landed in the fenced-in back yard. LeAnna felt her bones cracking and breaking again, reforming into her arms. The pinions that had covered them shrunk and vanished within her skin.

She looked round the empty yard and walked over to the back door of the house, and collapsed, bleeding from the bullet wounds in her thigh and back. Darkness swallowed her completely.

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The Call of the Waters
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Part 9


May 18th, 1994
The Carlson household
Hastings, Minnesota


Judy Carlson walked in the front door. She put her school books down and headed for the kitchen. She’d grab a snack, then head over to her girlfriend’s house. She squealed inside when she thought the word ‘girlfriend’. She had long held that crush on LeAnna, but never acted on it. LeAnna had probably been correct, when she said that she would have been too vain to accept… Ok, she used the word ‘narcissistic’, but that was semantics. They had agreed to spend the summer together, and then see where things went from there. She would be off to college in the fall, and who knows where LeAnna would end up now?

Judy put aside her thoughts, as she saw that something… was not right. the back patio door was open, but her folks would still be at work at this time of day. She walked into the kitchen to a shock, Biscuit was whining and licking up something… it appeared to be blood. Startled, Judy pushed past the beagle and looked under the kitchen table. What she saw scared her. It was LeAnna. Her love was laying on the floor, breathing hard, and moaning as she held a towel to her leg.

“Omg! Sweetheart, are you okay? What happened? I’m gonna call the paramedics!”, The frantic girl exclaimed.

“No! No paramedics! No police! If they find out, Mom will find out, and I’m as good as dead! Get Dr. Wells!”, She franticly screamed.

Judy looked at her lover, then she ran into the other room and grabbed the phone and the address book. Looking up Dr. Wells' number, she hurriedly dialed.

On the third ring, Dr. Wells picked up. Judy babbled something to him, he understood enough to discern the words ’emergency’, ’gunshots’, and a desire to avoid police involvement. Grabbing his bag, he ran to the car and peeled out like a bat out of Hell.

Judy rolled over her lover and examined the wounds more carefully. LeAnna had ripped her shirt apart, and had made a tourniquet for her leg. It was the wound on her back that concerned her more. She was still bleeding, although there was a make-shift bandage across her back, this was serious. It wasn’t long before she heard the doorbell. Getting up, she headed into the front entry.

Looking into the peephole, Judy saw Dr. Wells. She unlocked the door and hurried him in. “Doc, it’s LeAnna! She’s in the kitchen, someone shot her. Please, you have to do something! She’s bleeding, and hurt. Please, Doc.”

Dr. Wells walked in, and assessed the situation. LeAnna was biting down hard as she fixed her own tourniquet. Henry looked at the young girl, then over to Judy.

He spoke, “Clear the table and help me get her up here. I would take her to the hospital, but on the way over I passed by the street LeAnna lives on. There were police and fire trucks. It looks as though there is a house on fire. Judging from LeAnna’s condition, I think we can figure out what happened.”

Judy swept everything off the kitchen table and lifted her diminutive lover up, placing her gently on the table. She worried even more. Turning to leave the room, she said, “I’m going to call her Dad.”

Dr. Wells looked up from examining LeAnna, and called back to her, “While you do that, find me alcohol, plenty of towels, some gauze, if you have it.”

Looking down at LeAnna, he sighed. “I’m sorry dear, I would prefer to do this at the hospital, but you’ve lost plenty of blood already. If not for your Exemplar status, you probably would have died already. I’m afraid that I also can’t do more than give you a local anesthetic.”

LeAnna moaned, but looked at the doctor. “I … I understand. I think I might have an idea…”, With that said, LeAnna closed her eyes and concentrated. She slowed her breathing and focused. She could hear it calling. Her awareness of the outside world drifted away, and she found herself once more at the shore. She heard the calming, tranquil song of her spirit, and felt for it. She looked out upon the lake and saw it. The majestic black and white bird was swimming serenely. she watched as it dove, coming back up a couple minutes later with a small fish. She watched her spirit for hours as it swam and fished and sang.


LeAnna rubbed her eyes, she felt like someone was calling to her. Turning from the lake, she focused on the voice. She heard people. Her thoughts focused and she drifted from the calm shore. LeAnna opened her eyes, seeing her father’s worried face over her. Slowly, and with a great deal of pain, she sat up. Judy was there, as was Doctor Wells and Judy’s mother and father. She realized she was laying on the kitchen table, in only her panties. She blushed and shrieked in embarrassment.

“What… what’s going on?”, She wearily asked.

‘Uncle’ Henry spoke up, “You were shot, twice. I removed the bullet from your thigh, there should be no lasting damage. I am more concerned about the other gunshot. You had a perforated kidney. If I hadn’t operated, you could have bled to death. It is fortunate that your father arrived in time for a transfusion. You should be out of the woods for now, but I still recommend bedrest. The Carlsons have agreed to let you stay here for the time being.”

“Daddy, the house?”, she asked.

Paul Baker sadly shook his head. “It’s gone, baby. I’m sorry.” taking his little girl in his arms, he carried her up the stairs to the room Judy had shared with her sister. When Judy’s big sister had moved out, they kept the second bed in the room. Paul laid his little girl on the vacant bed. She was soon fast asleep.

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Part 10


May 24th, 1994
The Carlson household
Hastings, Minnesota


LeAnna sat on the couch, fighting boredom. She lazily picked up biscuit and was petting him on the head. Granted, she had healed very quickly from the bullet wounds, and the surgery, but even the nightly snuggling and sex with Judy didn’t quite make up for the boredom. Even worse, today Judy would be home late because of a track meet. She sighed and moped and played video games until about 3:30, when there was a knock on the door. Cautiously, LeAnna got up and went to the front door.

“Who is it?”, she hesitantly asked.

“It’s me, Jenny. Open up, please?”, came the reply from her friend.

LeAnna cautiously opened the door, and let her friend in. Jenny came in, and shut the door. She put her books down and handed LeAnna a paper with her assignments on it. LeAnna walked off to the kitchen and came back with a couple bottles of Dr. Pepper.
She eyed her friend, Jenny was still the same Jenny that she had always been. Same height and shape as she once had had. Maybe it was being with Judy now, but LeAnna was gaining a new appreciation of the female form. Jenny was a knockout, her long dark raven hair and those cocoa brown eyes. She shook off the thoughts and handed the bottle of pop to her friend and sat down.

Jenny had noticed the once-over. “You know, I’m happy for you and Judy. I hadn’t expected it, but you two make a cute couple.”

LeAnna fidgeted. “Nobody else knows… right?”, she asked scared. She was already the “mutie freak”, she didn’t want to add to the problem.

Jenny scooted closer to her friend, displacing the beagle. “Don’t worry. Your secret is safe. I still think that people haven’t even figured out about Judy, and you haven’t been around… so, no worries.”

LeAnna sighed a sigh of relief, and then the girls changed the topic to ordinary gossip. She laughed when she heard that Jeff Pierson had tried to ask Jenny out, and had received a kick in the nuts for his troubles.

Around 5PM, Leslie Carlson came home and saw the girls sitting on the couch. Looking up, LeAnna smiled at Judy’s mom. She was so nice, letting her stay there. She had waved it off, stating that with her husband out on the road with his freight haul, there was plenty of space.

“Jenny, you are welcome to stay and have dinner if you want. I need to talk to LeAnna alone for a second. Could you take Biscuit out back for a bit?”, The older woman asked. Jenny nodded and called the dog to follow her out into the backyard.

Leslie looked at the girl and smiled. “I know you are bored and restless, what with being cooped up in this house all day. I have an idea. I talked to your Dad, and tomorrow I’m taking the day off, and you and I are driving up to the cities, and doing some shopping. What do you say to that?”, she pleasantly asked.

LeAnna was thrilled. “Of course, I’d love to. Thank you so much.”

Judy got home around 7PM, and a lovely dinner was had. Jenny went home shortly after. Judy and LeAnna went up to their room and got to work on their homework, occasionally stopping for some kissing. Settling in for the night, the two lovers spooned together and enjoyed each other, before falling asleep.

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May 25th, 1994
The Carlson household
Hastings, Minnesota


Judy Carlson unlocked the door and walked into the house. Her Mom had taken LeAnna up to the cities to do some shopping. She hadn’t expected them to be home. what she really didn’t expect was the strange girl sitting on her couch, petting her dog. She looked at the girl. She was short with long black hair. She had on dark wrap-around glasses and a bright pink v-neck tee that plunged just enough to show off her cleavage. Judy’s gaze lingered on what looked to be B-cup breasts.

The girl turned her head and asked, ”Is someone there? Ah know ah hear someone. Speak up please.” The girl fumbled for the white cane that sat by her side and got up. Judy stepped back a step, as the girl moved toward her, sweeping in front of her with the cane.

“Ah know you are there.”, she said, right as the cane tapped against Judy’s foot. Suddenly the strange girl smiled and started to snort, attempting to contain the building laughing fit. It was a futile attempt, as she burst out laughing. She took the glasses off, revealing her solid black eyes, with the red irises.

“We got you good.” LeAnna said, as Judy’s mother came out of the kitchen laughing.

Judy looked at LeAnna, and then looked down. “How…?”, She managed to stutter.

Leslie chuckled and looked at her daughter. “When we said we were going shopping, we didn’t lie. We did … some … clothing shopping, mostly bras and suitable shirts, but the main thing was hitting the costume shops for the wig, the breast inserts and supplies, the cane, and the glasses.”

LeAnna smirked, “This was a dry run. It’s good that we fooled you, but tomorrow comes the REAL test.”

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