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The Misfits.

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2 years 7 months ago - 2 years 7 months ago #50267 by Rose Bunny
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Misfits
Chapter 1
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The office of Elizabeth Carson

Whateley Academy
December 31st, 2007


Liz Carson sat at her desk, looking over the documents she had received from her connections in the MCO. It paid to have lived a long life in public service as a hero, the connections that one made over all that time was invaluable. Of course, in this case, it also didn’t hurt to have the daughter of a high ranking MCO officer attending school at Whateley, either. The documents she was looking at were labelled “top secret” and “for MCO eyes only”, which would normally turn some heads. Liz had been careful in her acquisition of these articles, to not draw attention to her sources. When Alicia Thacker had told her about the incident in Louisiana, with a “friend down home”, Liz would have shrugged it off, but she knew Alicia was a smart girl.

Liz frowned and picked up the phone and called over to Doyle. “Ophelia, I have a problem, a rather large one. I’m going to need your help.” on a scale of 1-10, I would rate this at about a 12. I am sending over a bunch of files. I need you to assemble your best forensics experts.”

On the other end of the conversation, Ophelia Tenent puzzled over the request. “Pathologists?”, she asked.

Liz Carson responded, No, I’m sending over some MCO files I received. I need you to look over the coroner’s reports on them, it may be nothing, but it could possibly be a threat to the students. If you need to, I’ve talked to Amelia about loaning you her resources, Everheart might also be helpful. I leave this in your hands, It’s vital that we find out what is going on.”

Ophelia hung up and sighed, things were never easy, not at Whateley. Her moment of introspection was broken when the security guard came to the lab and dropped off no fewer than 77 autopsy reports. This was going to take a while, she mused.

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That same day.

Bill Mathis sat at the gate check-in station, bemused as his fiancee drove up to the gates. He smiled and checked her ID, and those of the person in the passenger seat.

“Everything looks like it is in order.”, he jokingly stated, as he handed back the papers. “Take care ladies, I’ll see you when I get home tonight.”, he said, smiling.

Renata smiled and rolled up the window, they drove up to Schuster Hall, but it seemed that Liz Carson was busy and couldn’t be disturbed. Undaunted, Renata and Essylt headed over to Doyle. Most of the students were away from the campus for holiday vacation, so it was not surprising that there was at best a skeleton staff. After waiting for a short while, A nurse ushered the women into an exam room. Essyt held Siobhan, who was out like a light. The little one stirred in her blanket and continued to doze. Having unswaddled the little one, and gotten her out of her winter wrappings, The new mother held her little girl as her guardian sat by their side. After 20 minutes, and a score of apologies, Ophelia Tenent came into the room. The exam woke Siobhan up, and she began to cry. Discretely pretending to need to talk, the two older women left the room, allowing some privacy for Essylt to feed the baby.

A few minutes later Renata and Ophelia returned to the room. Siobhan was given a complete check-up. After being declared healthy, it was Essylt’s turn. Renata took Siobhan out of the room, as Essylt changed into the usual hospital gown. Ophelia helped her up onto the examination table. She was nervous, but Essylt summoned up her courage and put her feet up in the stirrups. The tools fortunately were warm, and there was minimal discomfort. Examining the girl, Ophelia would not have been able to tell that she had delivered a child recently, or ever, for that matter. A suite of x-rays and scans were performed, showing the girl to be in peak health. Except for the fact she was still nursing, Essylt’s body was back to her pre-pregnancy shape. Ophelia consulted the initial records that had been sent from Minnesota to her latest set. The girl was fine, and could be cleared for most physical activities.

“Now Miss Baker-Smith, I have done a full examination, and you are in excellent shape for a girl who just gave birth 10 days ago. If I didn’t know better, I would not be able to tell. You have excellent recuperative abilities, no doubt aided by your Sidhe physiology. I will of course insist on routine check-ups for you both, simply due to the fact that there are no known records of Sidhe childbirth. Up until now, Sidhe appearances have been through human mutants manifesting into Sidhe. I am aware that you were discovered with no memory, so It’s not certain, but you may have been a human who manifested yourself.”

Essylt bit her lip and shivered. she had never really given much thought to who she might have been before she made her new self, but now that thought bothered her. She had also learned enough during her time around mom, and during the kidnapping ordeal that she knew she might never know more about who she had been. People could change genders, ages, ethnicities. She could have been literally anyone. Thanking Dr. Tenent for her time, Essylt stepped out of the room, and smiled at Renata, who was rocking Siobhan gently to sleep. Carefully taking the baby back, the two walked out of Doyle, and returned to the car. Carefully fastening the baby into her carseat, they drove around the outskirts of the campus before arriving at the teacher’s village. The house was a pleasant looking blue two-story house with white trim. It was perfectly non-descript, looking like typical rustic turn of the 20th century houses that could be found in any city in America. Pulling up to the garage, Renata triggered the garage door opener and they drove in.

Having parked, Renata triggered the garage door with the remote, closing it. “Well, we’re here. Your new home. Welcome home to both of you!”

Essylt teared up. Carefully unfastening her from the car seat, Essylt picked up Siobhan and walked up to the door. The garage was attached to the house by a breeze way, which contained the laundry area, and a small 3/4 bath with a shower. Walking through the open doorway from the breeze way, Essylt came into the kitchen, it was done up in a rustic New England motif, with lots of wood and stone, mostly browns and reds, accented with chrome appliances. Sitting under the butcher block/counter were two bowls. Roger wasn’t to be seen, however. The women walked through the open dining room and living room area. Off the dining room, there were French doors, leading out to a deck off the back of the house. The living room area had a large stone covered fireplace that took up nearly the entire wall, the mantle place was decorated with various pewter works. Rounding a corner, they came into the foyer. There was the front door, and a door off to the side that led to Bill’s study. The staircase was here, leading up to the second floor. At the top of the stairs was her bathroom, to the left was the master bedroom, which had its own master bath. To the right of the bathroom were two rooms.

Renata smiled, and gestured to the room closest to the bathroom. "That one is your room, and the nursery is the room next to it." Essylt walked into the nursery and looked around. The walls were painted a light green, with yellow accents. A white crib sat against one wall, while across from it sat a rocking chair. A mobile of gold and silver stars hung over the crib. Essylt looked up at the ceiling, it was painted like the night sky, with more gold and silver stars. There were a few other pieces of furniture in the room, a dresser for baby clothes, a toy box. a changing table with built in drawers for supplies. Essylt felt the tears flowing down her face. She sat in the rocking chair for a moment and gently rocked while Siobhan continued to sleep.
After a while, Essylt put the baby down for her nap, and went to check out her own room.

Opening the door, she was overwhelmed. The walls were a muted green, with more yellow accents and highlights. the first thing she noticed was the bed, with the emerald green pillowcases and matching comforter. A desk sat by the window, allowing her a view of the backyard, and the woods beyond. There was an oak dresser with mirror, and matching nightstands on either side of the bed. Hung around the room were framed pictures of various beautiful nature settings. On the desk, next to her computer and the small TV, sat a framed picture of her and Mom, from the trip to Valleyfair.

Essylt was feeling emotional, but she was also tired. After Renata left her alone, She changed out of her clothes and put on a nice pair of pajamas. She was preparing to lay down, when she heard a snuffling at the door. Getting up, Essylt opened the door, and Roger came in. She closed the door but not all the way, just in case he wanted back out while she napped. She laid down in earnest this time, and heard sniffing and a quiet whine. Essylt giggled and helped the small dog onto the bed, and they both promptly went to sleep.

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Misfits
Chapter 2
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Poe Cottage foyer

Whateley Academy
January 6th, 2008

Jade ran down the stairs as fast as she could, her pink boots practically a blur. Leaping from the bottom of the stairs, she intended to land in the arms of her beloved Stephen. In all actuality, she ended up sitting on his chest, after she bowled him over. Apologizing profusely, she helped him up. Thuban looked at the diminutive girl, appreciating her enthusiasm. Jade dusted herself off and spun around.

“Do you like my new outfit?”, she asked. “Billie got it for me.” Stephen looked at her, the pink snow boots with the white trim at the top contrasted with the black tights she had on. The pink jacket matched to the pink skirt perfectly.

“As always, you look beautiful”, he stated. Jade pressed close and gave him a long, deep kiss. Turning, the two lovebirds left Poe.

Sitting on the couches in the corner, Aggie Smith sat, unnoticed. She had seen the whole thing. It wasn’t fair. Her mutation had made her pretty, and then taken it all away. She ran her fingers self-consciously through the fur on her head. Girls like Jade were lucky, they had what they wanted. Sure, she looked a little young, but she didn’t have the problems that Aggie did. Christmas had been a painful experience. The whole time her dad had been treating her like a boy. She had screamed at him. Just because she had a foot long penis and testicles the size of tennis balls didn’t mean she was a boy. Dad didn’t understand how hard it was for her, and Mom could only cry as she avoided Aggie.

Worst of all was going to the mall with her old friends. They kept trying to treat her like the old Aggie. She explained that she couldn’t wear tight skirts over and over, to no avail. They were insistent on getting her to lose the baggy pants and dresses. She ended up slinking behind the group, her long skirt and hoodie hiding her appearance. Then she saw him. Steve Bradshaw, the guy she had had a crush on for the longest time. He had gotten taller over the past year and a half. She blushed as she saw him. She felt the stirring. Not now, she thought. Making a quick retreat, she went and hid in the bathroom, hiding in the stall, waiting for the unwelcome erection to go away.

Shaking off those memories, she began to cry, none of her old friends could understand, or help. Why did Dad have to get that stupid job in Japan? Things would have been better if he had just stayed home. When her mutation first began, she had grown more beautiful, her exemplar nature giving her a soft, delicate feminine look, ample curves, and model-good looks. Her eyes had been emerald green, and her beautiful red hair was the envy of all her friends. Then things had started to go wrong. Dad was offered that job at the embassy in Japan. There she encountered the spirit that chose to bond with her.

The nightmares were the first sign of the problem, vivid, terrifying, visceral and often sexual. She would have flashes of running on all fours, tracking down a rat or rabbit or other small prey and tearing it apart in her teeth, shaking it until it died. Those dreams would wake her up screaming and the urge to vomit was overwhelming. Other times she was not herself, she was a large canid, on the hunt for a mate. She would find the scent of one of her kind, on the night air. She would approach, and after snarling and snapping, she would grab the female’s neck and mount her, pushing into her. She awoke from those dreams covered in sweat and other bodily fluids, breathing hard.

As the days progressed, she stayed home from school. She was sick. Her body ached, she had headaches, and she slept less. Her mother commented on the black circles that were forming around her eyes. She ate less, but was gaining weight. When it was noticed that she was losing height, she was checked into the hospital. Eventually, an expert in mutant physiology discovered that she was undergoing GSD from the influence of a spirit that was too large for her hallow. Aggie was checked out of the hospital when the changes seemed to be slowing down. However, the worst parts of her change were, in fact, yet to begin. Aggie felt discomfort and pain in her abdomen and she was rushed back to the hospital. Her x-rays revealed that her ovaries were deformed and swollen. A biopsy was taken, and it was revealed that they were changing into testes. Over the course of the next month, her hair began to fall out, replaced by fur. Her palms, fingertips and the bottoms of her feet developed pads, her nails thickened into claws. Her vision changed, as her eyes took on the function and appearance of a canid eye. Most disturbing to her though was the growth of the tail and the changes in her genitals. At first her clitoris felt sensitive, as it began to change and enlarge. At the same time, her vaginal opening decreased in size, until it sealed up completely.

Aggie had to be restrained during her change, she had become increasingly depressed, and one day she sank her new, enlarged canine teeth into her wrist, trying to commit suicide. Her efforts failed, as she rapidly healed, and the scars disappeared after a few days.

Shaking off her depressed state, Aggie dragged herself from the couch and reluctantly decided to head over to the cafeteria to get something to eat. School was due to resume on Monday, and the rest of the group would surely be on campus. She was glad to have friends, and the fact that her friends all had their own problems in a way helped. She wasn’t the only one to suffer, they had formed a support group out of mutual need. She sighed, things wouldn’t be the same though. Lucy was no longer with them. Donnie was gone. She sighed and trudged out the door. The academy grounds seemed empty, looking around, She couldn’t see any other students around. Just as well. The saying that misery loves company might be true, but her brand of personal misery would drive anyone into depression. Head down, she sighed and began to trudge towards Crystal Hall. Looking up, she saw someone in the distance. It looked like Fey, but why would Nikki be walking a dog?

Curious, Aggie veered from her planned course and headed towards where she thought she saw Fey.

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Misfits
Chapter 3
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The office of Dr. Ophelia Tenent

Whateley Academy
January 6th, 2008


Ophelia sighed and looked through the case files spread on her desk. With the help of Admiral Everheart and Alicia Thacker, She had managed to eliminate alligators and wild hogs as the likely culprits in 6 of the mutilations that had happened in the southeastern states. Rearranging the stacks, she concentrated on sorting them geographically. That would be of considerable help when Elaine Nalley and Danny Franks came in.

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Essylt was out for a leisurely walk with Roger. Siobhan had been fussy the night before, and Renata had offered to watch her while Essylt got out and got some air. She had decided to walk the campus, and familiarize herself with the school. She was a little intimidated. She would be starting classes Monday. She looked around at the snow. She remembered vaguely having been buried in snow. That was a hazy memory, one of her first. She shuddered, then thought of more pleasant things. Like Roger. He was happily digging and tunneling through the snow, doing typical puppy things.

She heard somewhere behind her, someone yelling “Fae!”, but that didn’t alarm her much. Back on her visit here, she had met a couple of Sidhe students, so she knew that there were more of her kind around. It didn’t really register to her that the person meant her. She did, however, hear someone running up from behind. She turned and noticed a girl bundled up in a bulky thick snow jacket, and long dress. The girl stopped about 5 feet away, and put her hands on her knees, breathing hard.

The girl mumbled from under her scarf and large knit ski cap. “My mistake, I thought you were Fey.”

Essylt looked at her uncertainly. “I am fae”, she replied, confused.

The girl continued to catch her breath, “No, sorry, I meant Fey!”

Essylt looked at her confused. “I assure you I am fae, see? Look.” With that Essylt pulled down the hood that had been partially over her head, revealing her pointed ears.

The girl looked at her. “I’m sorry for the confusion, I meant one of the other students, her codename is Fey.”

Essylt nodded, suddenly figuring out the reason for the confusion. “And I look like this girl?”, she asked.

The other girl nodded and approached closer. “I’m sorry for the confusion. My name is Aggie, but everyone calls me Tanuki.”

Essylt looked down at the mittened hand being offered. She shook it and smiled. “My name is Essylt, though everyone usually just calls me Essy. Oh, and my codename is Eire. You look kind of cold. I need to take Roger here back home, but I’d like to talk more. I just arrived recently and don’t know anyone yet. How about we meet in the cafeteria in, say half an hour? I’ll spring for the cocoa.”

Aggie looked as though she was pondering the offer, and then she nodded. “It’s a deal, I’ll meet you there!”

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Aggie arrived in the cafeteria, and looked around. While she didn’t see Essylt, she did see something that concerned her even more. Peeper was hiding behind a pillar, looking towards a table in the corner. She glanced over at the table, and saw what Peeper was looking at. It was Essylt, she was sitting in a remote corner of the cafeteria, holding something against her chest. Whatever she was doing, it intrigued Peeper greatly. Reason enough to interrupt him.

Feeling her hand on his shoulder, he turned around and squealed, upset at what he saw before him. “T..Tanuki, um… I didn’t expect to see you here.. I mean I didn’t see anything… that is I didn’t look. I um…”

Aggie cut him off. “Enough, I know I disgust you, I disgust myself. But that’s not what I’m here to talk to you about. That girl you were spying on? Leave her alone. I’m warning you. You do anything to her, and trust me, you will be seeing a lot more of me. You remember that. Because I will delight in thinking up new spells and charms to make your voyeuristic life a living Hell.”

Leaving Peeper to run from the vicinity at all due haste, Aggie approached. Essylt was sitting there, her hoodie unzipped, She was holding a bundle of blankets that Aggie realized to her great confusion was, in fact, a baby.

Essylt looked up, as she heard someone clearing their throat. In front of her stood a girl, she was shorter than Essylt, well under 5 foot. She had dark circles around her eyes. She looked at her hair, which seemed to be more like brown and black mottled fur. The bulky jacket hid her physique, but she seemed to be on the pudgy side. Essylt looked her in the eyes, which were dark, and lacking visible whites.

“Forgive me, I didn’t recognize you out of your mummy wrappings.”, Essylt said in a giggly voice.

Aggie sat down opposite from The Sidhe girl, unsure of what exactly was going on. Essylt smiled as she fussed with the little bundle of blankets.

“I’m sorry to surprise you like this, but when I got back to the house, I found out that my guardians were planning on going out. So I brought Siobhan with, because I couldn’t just leave you hanging. Could you hold her? I’ll get our drinks.”, Essylt said as she stealthily fixed her bra and shirt.

Unsure of what exactly was going on, Aggie accepted the little bundle. She mumbled her choice of drinks, and watched as the redhead went off to get them. Curious, Aggie looked down at the bundle she had been given. Wrapped in the blankets was a tiny jumpsuit-clad baby. She looked at her, the unmistakable pointed ears, marking her as sidhe. She looked at the baby, small wisps of strawberry blonde hair covered her head, and her eyes were a light blue, with small flecks of green.

Aggie was startled back to attention when Essylt returned. She presented the avatar with a cup of caramel macchiato and sat down, blowing on her hot apple cider.

“That looks good.”, Essylt commented. “I’ve never had coffee before, by the time I learned to appreciate good food, I was already pregnant, and couldn’t try it.”

Aggie tilted her head, questioningly, which got a laugh from Essylt. After explaining about her discovery by the horrible man that had pimped her out, and the long process of knitting together her own psyche, she smiled and shrugged. Aggie wondered at that, how strong this girl had to be to forge herself from practically nothing. Compared to that, she was unremarkable. She could see that Essylt had picked up on her body language, and so she explained her own situation. It was hard, and Aggie started to cry. Putting down her drink, Essylt walked over and gave her a gentle hug.

“I know it’s hard. My adopted mother is an avatar. Her spirit unintentionally destroyed her chance at ever having kids. But she’s happy now. She has me, and this little poop factory, and she loves us both unconditionally. It’s getting late, and Siobhan should be changed and put down for her nap. But if you ever want to talk, here is my cell number.”

Essylt took out a pen and on a small scrap of napkin, she wrote down the number. Aggie took it, and carefully handed Siobhan back to her mother. Bundling back up in her ‘I’m from Florida’ heavy winter wear, Aggie turned and waved as she trudged out of Crystal Hall. Maybe things weren’t so bad, afterall.

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Up on the top level of the dining area, a pair of eyes had been watching the exchange. Eyes that showed fear and recognition. As both girls left the building, Nikki Reilly turned back to her plate, the sense of dread having all but eliminated her hunger.

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Misfits
Chapter 4
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The office of Elizabeth Carson
Whateley Academy
January 7th, 2008

Ophelia Tenent looked around the table at those gathered before her, she nodded towards Sam Everheart and Amelia Hartford. Standing up, the doctor passed reports to each of the people in attendance.

Ophelia addressed the gathered individuals. “After conducting a thorough examination of the data presented to me by Headmistress Carson, Admiral Everheart, and Dr. Hartford, I was able to make several conclusions about these attacks. I have ruled out any and all natural predators found in the areas of the murders. I am categorizing them as such, and not accidents, or wild animal attacks. There is a distinct pattern in the slash marks that do not match any known predatory species in North America. Furthermore, after consulting with my colleagues in the mystical Arts department, I have eliminated most of the known species of spirits, demons, and monsters that would be possible of committing such mass murder.” Nodding to Everheart, Tenant sat down, and the Admiral stood.

Her hands behind her back, Sam Everheart looked around the table, before beginning her portion of the presentation. “In studying the cases, I analyzed the dates and locations of the murders. The first case, Henri Larouche, occurred in southern Louisiana. The next cases were a pair of runaways, Tiffany Brooks and Robert Hawkins, found near Little Rock, Arkansas. They were killed 5 days later. From there the trail turned northwest, and the number of attacks increased, as did the frequency. Multiple cases occurred in Oklahoma, Colorado, and Wyoming. There was a couple day pause in the murders, then cases appeared in Montana, followed by North Dakota and Minnesota. At this point, I believe the perpetrators crossed the border, into Ontario.” Everheart paused to allow the others at the table to digest the information.

Sam Everheart continued her report. “From there the trail appears to move east through Ontario. It is believed that the perpetrators crossed back into the United States at Niagara Falls, as the next reported case occurred near Buffalo, NY.”

Imp shifted in her chair, uneasy at that news. Reverend Englund stroked his chin, contemplating the news, clearly drawing his own conclusions.

“The trail continues across New York state, and then crossed into Massachusetts, two weeks ago. on the 29th, a young mutant girl was found in Concord.” Sam Everheart sat down and folded her hands together and looked down, sadly.

Liz Carson stood up and addressed those assembled. “It’s painfully obvious that whatever is killing these children is on it’s way here.” Looking over at Chief Delarose, she continued. “I will want security on heightened alert. All scheduled vacation and leave is rescinded. Franklin, I want patrols increased, but I do not want to panic the students. Do everything you can to keep it from looking obvious.”

The Chief nodded his understanding, as Carson continued. “I do not want to panic these kids. At the same time though, I don’t want the school to turn into some sort of hunting ground. Whomever is doing this, is clearly powerful. You don’t kill nearly 80 mutants without some of them putting up a fight. Chief, alert whichever student auxiliary members you feel necessary, but remind them that this is not for public consumption. Reverend, that goes for your team, as well.”

Reverend Englund nodded, and closed his eyes, muttering a brief prayer. Carson glanced over to Hartford, who nodded silently. She knew the unspoken request. Check with the Syndicate, see if anything has come down the pipeline about an attack on the school.

Liz Carson looked at everyone assembled, and in her commanding business voice, she simply said, “Dismissed!”

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She walked up to the airlock, and punched in the key-code. Stepping inside, a scan determined that nothing had entered with her. Removing her mask, the girl stripped out of her clothing, placing it into the decontamination bin. The drawer slid closed and beeped, signaling that they had been scanned and found clean of contaminants. Next, she stretched and slowly undid the fastenings at her throat, and reached for the seal to her protective suit. Pulling the skin-tight material from her body, she stepped out of it. It too went into a bin, which scanned for biological hitchhikers. Having been found clean, that bin also beeped. The girl that stood there naked, stretched. She entered the code for the second airlock, and once that opened, she had access to the room.

Looking at the sparse white walls, and the minimal furnishings, she sighed. She turned to the full-length mirror that hung on the closet door. Her blonde hair limply clung to her head and face, covered in sweat. If anyone were to see her at that moment, even sweaty as she was, they would say her looks put the likes of Marilyn Monroe, Betty Paige, or Jayne Mansfield to shame. At 6 foot tall, she was pale, looking like a marble statue of perfection come to life. Anyone that saw her would claim that Aphrodite herself had come down to earth, and that internationally known models would crawl over broken glass naked just to look half as beautiful as her. Instead, Angela Mayfield shrugged, and walked into the adjoined bathroom and took a lengthy shower.

She sighed. It had been good to go home, but it had broken her heart. Becca was getting so big. But she cried whenever Angela was around. In the end Angela had hidden up in her room for the majority of her vacation. After stepping out of the shower and drying off, Angela walked across the room. Locating her robe, she lay down for a while and cried. Eventually, having run out of tears, Angela reached over to the nightstand, and drew out her small protective night-goggles. Putting them on, she activated the sun lamps that were affixed to her ceiling, and drifted off to sleep.

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Misfits
Chapter 5
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The woods overlooking
Whateley Academy
January 7th, 2008

The Alpha sat and looked down into the low lands below, off towards the hunting ground. It wouldn’t be long. He wanted to hunt now, but the Master had commanded him to wait. He strained against the implant in his neck. If he were to bolt down into the grounds, he might find a straggler or an isolated individual that he could take down. But Master would be displeased, and would turn on the pain. He would wait, if he had to. The rest of the pack would be here soon, and then the hunt would begin.

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Essylt was having, all in all, a crappy day. Siobhan had gotten her up early. Not so early that there was time to go back to bed and catch some more sleep, but not late enough that it wouldn’t matter she had gotten up early. Then there was the trip to Doyle. Just the thing first thing in the morning, Siobhan’s first set of inoculations. She was a good baby for her first round of Hep B shots, much better than her mother. Because of the unusual circumstances of Essylt’s life since her discovery in March, she had not gotten the immunizations, a fact that was complicated by her pregnancy. Dr. Tenent had done a complete exam on both her and Siobhan, and concluded that Essylt getting her catch-up vaccinations shouldn’t cause any troubles or prevent her from breast-feeding. A couple dozen shots later, and the understanding that boosters would be forthcoming in the following year, and Essylt was sprung from the torture chamber that was Doyle.

That was not the end of the torture, no indeed. To her horror, Essylt found out that she needed powers testing. Granted, due to circumstances, the fun of getting smacked in the face with tennis balls had to be bypassed the first time she had her tests. This time she was not so fortunate. She was run through the complete series of tests, someone had it out for her. Looking at what she thought was the dis-assembled remnants of a toaster, she wondered what she was doing here. Resigned to her fate, she stacked the pieces into a pile and announced to all the world that she had made a piece of modern sculpture. The testers were not amused, and if the treadmill seemed slightly faster than it should, nobody let on. Surely it was against the Geneva Convention to force a lactating girl overly laden with milk to run and jump and dodge this much, while wearing a completely non-supportive testing suit. After what seemed like hours, Essylt crawled.. yes, literally crawled, to the changing room.

A brief respite was granted, so that she could unburden herself, while simultaneously nourishing her child. Sadly, the respite was all too short.

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Amelia Hartford sat at her desk, her no-nonsense serious face plastered on for all to see. Looking up from the reports and documents she was compiling, her head turned slowly left, and right. Making sure nobody was watching, she let a brief crack in her cast-iron serious bitch-face facade show, as she looked at her young temporary companion.

“Who’s a cute little baby? Who’s a cute little baby? You are! You are!”, she cooed. Clearing her throat, she resumed her serious face, wiped a little spit-up off her guest’s chin, put her back in the stroller, and got back to her work.

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Doyle, again. The gash across the back of Essylt’s neck had already healed, thanks to her own magic, but Dr. Tenent was adamant that she still have it looked at. Sam Everheart was talking to Ito and Tolman outside. It had been Ito’s idea to have the two new girls demonstrate their martial arts knowledge in a sparring match. It had been made VERY clear to both Emerald and Eire that no weapons were to be used. Emerald had objected, since her training was strictly in fencing, and would not help her in this test. Her objections were heard, but over-ruled, as the instructors wanted to see what skills she had, for placement in BMA. Essylt had taken the advantage to demonstrate her knowledge of mixed Irish fighting. Starting in a typical Dornálaíocht stance, she dodged and blocked her opponent’s clumsy swipes, landing several blows to the face. Emerald was pissed, and lashed out again, with no better results. Essylt decided to switch strategies, leaning into Speachóireacht-style shin kicks. Knocking Emerald to the floor, she moved in and adapted a strategy utilizing Coraíocht wrestling techniques to gain leverage and pin her helpless opponent. Emerald tapped out angrily, and when Essylt had stepped out of the ring and turned away, she used her powers to manifest a green crystalline shard, about the length of a softball bat. Essylt heard Ito shout, and turned, but not quite in time to prevent the sharp stone from slicing the back of her neck.

Essylt looked at the floor, as she held her hand over the cut. She applied her essence to a healing spell. The thing that got her attention though was her braid. She had been growing out her hair, ever since she could remember. it had been almost down to her waist, now it was cruelly hacked off, and laying on the ground. She began to cry hysterically, and Tolman had to walk the distraught girl to Doyle.

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Patricia Halsey watched as the elf-girl was escorted out. She let out a snort of contempt. She would, no doubt get in trouble for this, but Daddy’s lawyers could deal with it if need be. She suspected though that the most that might come from it is a slap on the wrist. The little elf bitch had embarrassed her, that couldn’t be tolerated. Worse yet, she had hit her face, her beautiful face. That …bitch. Something about her just made her seethe with anger. Just the thought of her made her mad, it was below her station to feel such petty emotion over someone who was not of her refined status, but that lowly elf had one-upped her, and must pay.

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Essylt dragged herself from Doyle, over to Schuster Hall. Walking into the offices, Essylt stopped briefly to gather Siobhan up. She arrived at Mrs. Hawkins' door looking slightly disheveled, a sleeping baby bundled in blankets held to her chest in one hand. The other hand was feeling through her awkwardly lopped-off hair. Mrs. Hawkins looked at her and rolled her eyes, before scolding her about her appearance. Essylt had to apologize profusely, and explain the horrendous day she was having. Little did Essylt know, but her day would not be getting easier. After repeated attempts to get her advisor to understand, she finally got through to her that she wasn’t an avatar, and did not need Avatars class. Likewise, she had to explain that she did not need survival, and that Ito-Sensei had approved her for to skip Basic Marital Arts and take Special Topics- Martial Arts. Why the insistence on her taking underwater combat, aside from the fact her guardian taught it, was beyond her. Two whole hours later, Essylt finally had a suitable course schedule. Stopping off at Ms Hartford’s desk, she politely thanked her for watching Siobhan, and apologized for the fact that they were still interviewing nannies. Essylt dragged herself home. She walked in, handed Siobhan to Bill, and promptly collapsed onto the couch, instantly falling asleep.

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Misfits
Chapter 6
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Northeastern Lodge Motel
Near Dunwich, New Hampshire
January 11th, 2008

Robert Hawkins sat in his room, waiting for the call. He had the alpha sedated and caged in the trailer. He needed the others to arrive. It had seemingly been a miracle that Humanity First had gotten a hold of these weapons. He opened his wallet, and looked at the picture inside. He remembered why he was doing this. After Robert Jr. had become that… thing, he had distanced himself from Betty, who had the gall to call that freak their child. They had separated, and Robert had stopped considering himself Robert Senior. That mutie was not his, could not be his. Betty had to have cheated. No Genefreak could come from his blood.

Robert paused, and watched the laptop. The alpha was restless, it sniffed and pawed at the interior of the steel trailer. It could detect a mutant, and nearby. Edging close to the window, he could see more of the dark SUVs pulling in, The others had arrived. They would make their statement, the intel that their benefactor had provided claimed the boarding school was a haven for the filthy monsters. Probably had other deviants there. More freaks that changed sexes, there might even be gays and homos there. He could hardly wait.

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Tricia sat at the diner, thoughtfully snacking on a fry. The others would be there soon, and then the fun would begin. It had been a busy week, and they hadn’t yet gotten to meet up before now. She smiled and waved at Aggie, when she walked in.

Aggie smiled and waved back. She slid into the booth, pulling her hood up, to cover her features. “So, ‘Slide… how was vacation for you?”

Backslide sighed. “I didn’t go home, too many bad memories. I just sorta headed to Boston and bummed around. I heard from Angie, she can’t make it tonight.”

A little while later, Jordan Owens walked in and sat down. She ran her fingers through her hair, brushing some melting snow from her strawberry blonde locks. She put a backpack down beside her, and looked the menu over. After a while, their order came, and they dug in.

“So, I met the new girl the other day.”, Aggie commented. “She seems really nice. It’s kinda of spooky, how much she looks like Fey, but she’s totally different. Not as hot-headed. She seems, kind of innocent really. She was out walking a dog. We went and talked for a while, and she brought her daughter.”

Jordan choked, and her Pepsi went down wrong. After a coughing fit, she managed to get out her surprised stutter. ”D…daughter?”

“Yeah, she had her just before Christmas. Her guardian is the new aquatics instructor, so she lives over in the Faculty Village.”, Aggie replied, as she absent-mindedly poked at her reuben.

The conversation, as it inevitably does with teenage girls, turned to boys and clothes and music. They gathered up their belongings, and headed towards the theater. The snow had picked up and the streets were fairly empty. They had more than enough time to watch a movie, and get in some shopping before the bus back to the school was scheduled to arrive.

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The Alpha smelled that there was prey in the area. Most of the “not prey” was sealed away in their strange caves. He slunk down the alley, towards the group of prey that was approaching. Letting out a low growl, and edging forward, he saw them. There were three, it would be an easy kill, if he took them by surprise. The Alpha leapt at the unsuspecting prey, targeting the closest one.

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Aggie’s sharp hearing picked it up before she saw it, and she dodged to the side, pushing Fidget out of the way. The three girls looked on stunned as some sort of creature stood in front of them. It looked like something out of an H.R. Geiger painting, a surreal fusion of feline and alien. It was maybe 6 foot, with a tail at least that long. If it had skin, you couldn’t tell. It was a mass of bone and sinew, it’s muscles flexing and straining visibly. The head was elongated, with a maw full of razor-sharp teeth. the head was covered in what appeared to be a bone-like plate, with a collared fringe protecting the neck. Large horns protruded over the eyes, giving it a slight ceratopsian look. The creature reared up on its hind legs, exposing its underside, which was covered in more plate-like material. Knobby protrusions showed along the spine.

The girls formed a protective circle, backs to each other. The creature paced around them, circling and sniffing the air. Letting out a cry that sounded like nothing alive on this planet, the creature circled them more. Backslide had pushed out her repulsion field, but the creature was straining against it. The huge claws, bigger than railroad spikes were dug into the ground, and its armored hide seemed to shrug off her push. Tanuki dug through her fanny pack, for her spell-charms, but she had packed light, and was not carrying many. Fidget was digging into her own pack. She had brought her prototype BB rail gun, but the pellets were bouncing off the tough hide of the creature. It stopped and turned to sniff at the air, and called out again. This time replies came from all around.

Two more of the creatures appeared from opposite alleyways, boxing them in. They were larger than the first, easily over 8 foot long. The frill at the back of the head was much less prominent. These creatures lacked the horns of the other, but the increased size and bulk made it appear much more intimidating. Unable to turn in time, Backslide screamed as one of the new arrivals suddenly leapt at Fidget. Her pellet gun had proven unsuccessful, and she had stopped to try to increase the penetration power, using spare parts from her pack. It was the right idea, but it had left her exposed and vulnerable.

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Misfits
Chapter 7
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Near the intersection of Addison Street and First Avenue.
Dunwich, New Hampshire
January 11th, 2008

Fidget screamed as the creature leapt at her, sure she was done for. She fully expected to die, so when the fire hydrant slammed into it, and knocked it aside, she said a little prayer of thanks, and looked around. Standing at the site of the hydrant’s former location was a blonde woman in a blue winter coat and jeans. She seemed to be directing the water, as it shot in a stream, pinning the creature to a wall. Behind her stood another woman, this one was wearing a green parka with a faux fur trimmed hood, and grey sweatpants.

The blonde woman yelled out. “Fall back on my position!”

The students used the opportunity caused by the sudden appearance of the two, to strategically retreat and group with the new arrivals. They formed a circle, and pressed the numerical advantage. The girl in the green parka, pulled her hood down, revealing red hair and fae ears. Aggie gasped with recognition at seeing Essylt. She opened her mouth and began to speak, when she was cut off by the blonde.

“Codenames!”, she barked. “I’m Lake, this is Eire. I know who you are, Tanuki, Backslide, and Fidget. We have to contain these things, and keep them from escaping.”

Eire took the opportunity to look over at the creature that was pinned against the wall by the improvised water cannon. Her eyes glowed and a distant rumbling could be heard, the sound grew louder,and lightning arced through the clouds, a bolt flashed down, causing the girls to instinctively look away. When it hit, it struck the wet terror and electricity arced from puddle to puddle. One creature was down, and the other two circled cautiously. The smaller of the two backed behind the larger, and called. In the distance, more cries could be heard.

Lake looked up. Backslide had shifted from offensive, releasing her push on the creature, and had changed to a defensive posture. Her push-field spread out as a protective barrier, no longer allowing them to get closer.

“What do we have offensively?”, the teacher inquired. A quick inventory was done. Tanuki had 2 dozen pre-prepared spell slips, mostly containing fire, ice, and explosives. Backslide was carrying her 9MM CZ75, and had a clip of armor-piercing rounds. Fidget’s ball-bearing rail-gun was half disassembled, additionally, she had a mish-mash of electronic components, a broken cell phone and three button batteries. Lake convinced the reluctant Backslide to hand her weapon over to Fidget.

Three more hunters appeared, the larger ones probed Backslide’s field, slamming into it. She could feel the feedback of them hitting her field, like a stinging recoil. All the while, the Alpha slunk along behind them, observing the prey. Eire closed her eyes and concentrated. The cold of the night had kept most people inside, which was good. Reaching out with her magic, she caused the winds to pick up, swirling the fresh snow around them. It obscured the predator's vision, while inside the protective range, the girls could still see their movements. Lake and Eire combined their abilities, Using her control over water molecules, Lake would fashion water jets from the still gushing broken hydrant, while Eire would flash freeze them in mid-air into dangerous ice projectiles. She guided them at their targets. A bigger hunter shielded the Alpha with its body, taking the ice spears through the protective plating that covered it. It was staggered, but still in the fight, with no serious wounds. The one that had been electrocuted earlier had not moved, it appeared that it was, indeed, dead.

Three more of the hunters arrived, and Lake shuddered. Things could turn quickly. They were facing an unknown foe, with no idea of how many potential re-enforcements they had. The temperature was against them. Eire could lessen the impact of the weather, but it was still cold. The temperature was hovering in the low single digits. Worse yet, someone, somehow was blocking their cell phones. In the middle of town, there should not be ‘no service available’, yet nobody could get any bars on their phones.

Reprioritizing, Lake shifted Fidget’s focus, instead of augmenting the meager weapons they had, she prioritized getting a call in to Whateley. Lake had Fidget hand over the 9MM to Tanuki, and looked at the girl with a sad expression.

“We are running out of options. I need Backslide to keep up her push-barrier as long as she can. Fidget is trying to get a message through to the school. Eire and I can provide you coverage, but we don’t know your spell tags, or how they work. I’ve read your file. you are an Exemplar 3, correct?”, Lake solemnly asked.

Tanuki, nodded sadly.

“I would do this if I could, I would never ask a student to take a risk I was not prepared to take myself, but between the armor-piercing bullets, your spells, and the damage these creatures have already taken, if you can use your agility and dexterity to get in close, you might be able to deal sufficient damage to them. We will cover you as best as we are able.”

Tanuki gulped and nodded slowly. “I… I understand.”

Taking a moment to hug her first, Fidget wished her friend good luck. Tanuki darted up to the edge of the field. The barrier’s limit could be seen, as the snow that was falling actually deflected away. Darting past the edge of her protection, Aggie did a backflip over the dead hunter. She landed and rolled. There were now 7 of the larger predators, more having just arrived. She leapt up and planted a paw on the back of the closest one, pivoting and aiming a shot underneath the protective frill, hitting the neck. With that opening, she stuffed a seal into the small wound, and rebounded off. When the spell detonated a few seconds later, the ice spell sent shards of ice deep into it’s neck, severing it’s spinal cord, and tearing open the esophagus. One down.

Lake directed the improvised water cannon towards the other predators, with her ability to control water molecules, she was able to keep the water from freezing, if she wished, and she could increase the pressure. One of the beasts had not been able to jump clear in time, and was pinned down by the water. She relaxed her control over the molecules, allowing them to slow down and expand as they lost heat. With a nod over at her ward, she turned the responsibility for that one over to Eire. The creature’s armor was cold and hard from the deluge of freezing water, so when the young Sidhe girl rapidly warmed it with her fire spells, the ensuing thermal shock literally tore the beast’s own armored carapace apart. It lay there bleeding and dying, unable to move.

The creatures divided their attention. Three of the large predators continued shoving and slamming against the effect of the push field. Backslide wiped the blood from her nose, as she fought against the violent feedback. A quick glance at Fidget saw the girl sitting in the snow, her hands were blue from the cold. She couldn’t perform such intricate and delicate work with her gloves on. Her resolve spurred by the efforts of the youngest member of the Misfits, Backslide turned again and redoubled her effort to repel the beasts. Lake and Eire were unleashing all they could against the monsters. Jets of water struck them, ice rained down on them. They dodged ball lightning that hurtled from the sky at them.

Tanuki used her small stature to evade the three monsters that pursued her. She managed to get close to one, and slide under it, but she found the underbelly was as armored as the back was. Alone, her spells weren’t strong enough to take one of the goliaths down, but if she hit a sensitive spot with the armor-piercing rounds, that could weaken it just enough for it to work. The problem was that she was running out of ammo. Placing an explosive spell below the creature, she slid out from under it, and leapt onto its back. While she distracted it, the spell activated, caving in the ground underneath it. As the creature fell into the sinkhole, it managed to roll slightly and lash out with its tail. Tanuki was stunned as the tail hit her mid-air, causing her to fall with it into the massive hole. The creature had landed awkwardly, landing on its head, and breaking its neck, but that was no consolation for her. Her own landing had been just as bad, and she cried out in pain as she tried unsuccessfully to stand. Her right leg gave out. It was clearly broken. Worse, looking down at her from above was the smaller predator, the one that had been skulking around, observing.

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Misfits
Chapter 8
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Near the intersection of Addison Street and First Avenue.
Dunwich, New Hampshire
January 11th, 2008

Backslide wiped the blood from her face, as she pushed out with her powers, keeping the beasts at bay. She saw the small one circling the sinkhole that had been created by the explosion.

Looking over towards the sidhe mage, she implored her to do more. “Can’t you just strike them down? Hit them all with lightning bolts or something?”

Eire looked back towards her briefly, then responded. “Elemental magic of that magnitude isn’t easy. Especially weather magic. You can ask the elements to do things, you can guide them, and ask for them to lend you their powers… but even though I am probably strong enough to just take them and use them as my own, I won’t do that. For one, I would risk angering the elementals, and I do not want them as enemies. There would be dangerous repercussions later on. In the old days, a queen of the ancient courts would have had the power to do so, and not have any fear of reprisals.” Essylt shuddered at the thought, knowing one queen in particular that would have had the power and temperament to do such a thing. “Furthermore, I would risk upsetting the balance of the elements. If I tried such a thing, I could very well, mess up the weather patterns and cause them to go out of control. That could potentially plunge the entire East Coast into the most severe blizzard it’s ever seen.”

Backslide swallowed hard, thinking about the power the mage girl must have. Beside Essylt, Lake smiled, the training she had done back in Minnesota with Starfield had done her good. Assessing the students, Lake looked around her. Backslide had dropped down to one knee, kneeling in the snow, as the blood continued to trickle from her nose. Her hands were shaking as she held them out. The reverb of the feedback was numbing them. She surely didn’t have much more in her. Sparing a glance towards Fidget, the girl was also on her knees. Various tools and electronics were spread out on top of her pack. Her hands were blue and jittery, the cold was getting to her as well. Eire was still up and active, moving around inside the field, calling forth smaller spells, trying to keep the hunters from testing the field.

The large hunters were all concentrating on the prey that was keeping itself out of reach, but the alpha was circling the pit where the one that was outside the barrier had fallen. It was wary, cautious. The prey in the pit was dangerous. In all the kills and all the fights up to that point, the masters had been near by, and they had caught their prey by surprise, with minimal effort. Only once had they even encountered a situation where there was more than one target. Those two were taken down quickly, as they had been weak and sick. Hesitantly, the alpha jumped down into the deep hole, where the prey was on the ground behind the body of the fallen pack member.

Seeing the small one dive into the hole, Lake knew something had to be done. Looking over at Eire, the two communicated with just eye-contact and a nod. Using the still gushing water main as a distraction, Lake coated the ground outside the protected zone. With the winds and cold, it rapidly turned into glaze ice. the larger hunters dug in their claws, maintaining footing, at the loss of even more mobility. Suddenly out from the swirling snow, a figure leapt. Wielding a pair of foot long icicles, Eire jumped onto the roof of a nearby car.

The alpha turned as it heard the cry, the figure jumping into the pit. He lashed out at it, missing as the smaller target skillfully dodged. He let out a cry as one of the icicles found the soft tissue of his shoulder. Shifting position, the alpha stood on its back legs, the arm immobile. Eire took note as muscles and bones shifted slightly as it assumed a semi-bipedal stance. She had hurt it, and it was cautious now. Backing around, keeping her eyes on it as she faced it, she maneuvered to where Tanuki was.

“Get on my back!”, she shouted. Tanuki looked at her questioningly, but Aggie did as she was told. It was fortunate that Essylt was strong enough to hold the weight of the avatar girl. With push-off, she jumped from the corpse of the fallen beast, and landed back at street-level. She could hear the smaller creature scrambling at the sides of the pit, trying to get up. The other hunters sniffed the air, and turned towards them. Taking advantage of the glazed ice, Eire backed up and ran towards the now advancing monsters. It was difficult, with the weight of the 140 pound girl on her back, but she managed to build up enough speed. Just before she reached the monsters, she dove into a feet-first slide, carrying them both under the charging brutes, and back to the limit of the push field. With lightning fast reflexes, Backslide lowered her field, then raised it again, the girls were once again on the inside.

With Tanuki recovered, the larger monsters turned again, and went back to hammering the field. Backslide collapsed to both knees, her power just about spent. As she looked at everyone, she said a silent apology, and passed out.

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Tanuki woke up staring at the ceiling. She tried to sit up, but suddenly she heard the voice of Ophelia Tenent, telling her to lay back down and to take it easy.

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Renata Hughes, tired from the ordeal sat out in the waiting room. It was so ridiculous, she just had to laugh. The only reason that she had Essylt had been there in the first place was that the school store was out of Roger’s favorite kibble. Fortune seemed to work like that around Essylt, yet nobody could say for sure if the girl had some sort of subtle warper power, or if there were more to it. When asked, Essylt would always laugh and chalk it up to ‘the luck of the Irish’.

It had been close. Fidget had managed to get the jury-rigged phone to send a weak morse-code message to Whateley, just prior to Backslide’s passing out. When Lady Astarte herself came flying down from the sky with a half-dozen different flying students and teachers, it was just in the nick of time. Renata recalled seeing them tear into the beasts, the girl with the blue hair and energy sword in particular was something to see. After the battle was over, and ARC had arrived to take possession of several of the dead creatures, it was discovered that the small one had somehow managed to escape.

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The home of Elizabeth Carson

Whateley Academy
January 13th, 2008

Liz reclined on her sofa, taking a break from the hassles of running the school. It was Sunday, and she could rest. ARC was handling the clean-up in Dunwich, and a cover-story about bears coming into town to scrounge during the snowstorm seemed to appease most of the citizenry, while a second story about a snowplow hitting the hydrant and flooding the road, causing a pavement blow-out seemed to placate the rest. Ms. Hughes had acquitted herself excellently in leading the girls. Tanuki was treated for her broken leg, and was released that morning. Fidget and Backslide were suffering from minor frostbite and exposure, and would be released later in the afternoon.

When the phone rang, she sighed and got up, walking over. Amelia Hartford was not one to call if it wasn’t important, so when she instructed Liz to log into her e-mail, a sense of dread hit the School’s headmistress. That dread turned to excitement, as she read over the analysis of the creatures. Dr. Tenant had been thorough, and the notes added by Jobe Wilkins and the other bio-devisors were equally promising.

Pausing, Liz called Hartford back and said only one thing. “Call ARC. Tell them it’s a priority. We need their analysis of the data, and we also need the brain!”

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Misfits
Chapter 9
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Crystal Hall
Whateley Academy
January 14th, 2008


Nikki sat and dejectedly poked at her salad. Paul was fighting off a cold, and was still in bed. Bunny had been called in with the other bio-devisors into some top secret hush-hush matter, and wasn’t around. Rumor was that there had been some sort of incident in town on Friday, and that Tennyo had even been involved, but when Nikki asked Billie, she was told that Billie wasn’t allowed to talk about it.

Sighing, Nikki turned and watched the goings on over at the Wondercute table. Even for them, they were very animated. Jade was waving her arms around, and Anna was gesturing. Molly kept looking back and forth between the two. Nikki was watching so intently that she didn’t notice Ayla approach.

“I would ask you a penny for them, but you would turn that on me, surely”, he said.

Nikki blushed. “I’m sorry, what?”, she said flustered.

Ayla turned and looked at her with an inscrutable expression. “A penny for your thoughts.”

Nikki nodded her head over towards the protectors of cute. “ Just wondering what got into them.”

Ayla looked over. “If I were to guess, I would say it’s likely related to the fact that Anna ran into your doppelgänger this morning, while she was out walking her dog, probably pretty good odds that she also had her daughter with her, the way they are carrying on.”

Nikki chewed on her lower lip as she thought. “What do you know about her? I know you have to have a file on her by now.”

Ayla chewed his fillet mignon thoughtfully, admiring the flavors. “I have been compiling a dossier on her, true, but I was warned personally by the Headmistress to tread carefully in matters concerning her, and to… and I quote… ‘Tell Ms. Reilly that if she wants info on this girl, go talk to her personally’, sorry, but that is all I’m permitted to say."

Nikki got up and in a huff, gathered up her tray. Walking away from the Kimba table, she headed over to where Wondercute was ensconced.

In a total lack of any subtlety, Nikki sat down. “So… Jade, girls. What’s going on? You seem excited.”

Jade looked uneasily at her food, while Molly pretended to be fascinated by her spaghetti. Misty focused her attention on Pern, while Lindsay took to staring up at nothing in particular. Anna didn’t seem to notice, however that her teammates seemed intent on not discussing the new sidhe girl with Nikki. In her usual Anna exuberance, Anna began to talk a mile a minute.

“Oh gosh! I met the new girl today, you know the elf girl, like you. She even looks like you, I mean she has short hair, and grey eyes. Of course her hair was longer, like yours, but then that other new girl hacked it all off. How mean is that? I mean, if I had such lovely long hair, I'd be upset. If I had long hair, I wonder how Jerry would react. Do you think he would like it? Oh yes, sorry. I was talking about the new girl, wasn’t I? Anyhow, she looks like you, I said that, didn’t I? But she’s a lot nicer... um, I mean not that you are mean or anything, but she’s not as self-important. Oops, I don’t mean that as a bad thing. I’m sorry. She’s just not so regal and um… um... not haughty, I don’t mean you are haughty. No, anything but. She’s just so polite and nice. And her baby! Soooo cute. Those tiny little pointy ears and that precious little face. Oh, and she has this cute puppy too. I wonder how she got to have a dog. Do you think it’s a familiar, like how Clover has Buttons? I know all the squirrels here are my friends, but I think it’d be fun to have a pet. What do you think?”

Nikki sat there, unsure of how to respond. She opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, before finally closing it and rubbing her temples.

“I.. I think I need to go to the infirmary, I’m starting to get a headache. I’ll see you guys later.” With that, Nikki got up and left the cafeteria, forgetting even to bus her tray.

Everyone turned and looked at Anna, who sat there oblivious. “What?”, she asked. Sighing, they all shook their heads and the topic of discussion turned to what garish thing Jericho would be wearing today.

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Nikki had left Doyle with some extra-strength headache medicine. She was looking at the ground, thus she didn’t see Wyatt Cody until she bumped into him.

Stopping to offer Nikki a hand up, he looked at her. “Something up Nikki?”

Nikki sighed. “It’s… It’s just this new sidhe girl on campus. Everyone says she’s practically my twin. And Aquerna was gushing about how great she is, and how haughty and unapproachable I am. I’ve been trying be better, It’s not all my fault! Aung influenced that in me. How do I fight it? It was part of me. She was me, in many ways. I know almost nothing about this girl. I’ve seen her around, at a distance, but it seems everyone likes her more than me. Add to that, she has a daughter. I don’t know of any other sidhe births. I’m afraid someone might see this girl as some sort of Messiah. I almost fell into that trap, and it nearly killed Hank!”

Wyatt sighed, and hugged the much smaller girl. “Listen to me Nikki. Don’t beat yourself up about this. You can only be the best you that you can be. You are not a bad person. Remember when Absinthe got here? You two started out rocky, but look at you now, you are good friends. Just find her and approach her. Just be Nikki Reilly, ordinary girl. When she meets that Nikki, I’m sure she will like her.”

Nikki smiled and hugged the great big bear of a man. ”You’re right. Thanks Wyatt, I needed that.” With a smile, Nikki walked off towards Poe, unaware of the doubts that she had planted.

Silently and unheard, the Kodiak pondered and frowned before speaking to nobody. “Not her… surely, it can’t be her. I pray that I’m wrong.”

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Chapter 10

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The office of Dr. Langley Paulson
Whateley Academy
January 15th, 2008

Dr. Paulson looked over the assembled group of faculty and students that were present. He thoughtfully rubbed his fingers through his hair. Pressing a button on his computer, a three-dimensional image of a brain appeared, floating over the desk.

“This is why I have called you here today. We have an urgent problem on our hands, one that will require all of our skills. Due to the unique properties of this particular brain, we are afforded an opportunity, a very rare one. After consulting with the Mystical and Psychic Arts departments, we believe that the best solution to our problems concerning this brain lay with finding a technological method for getting what we want.” The doctor clasped his hands behind his back, for dramatic effect.

Bunny Cormick smiled and raised her hand, having already guessed what they were going to do, based on her limited assistance in another project over at Doyle. “What exactly are we supposed to do?”

Dr Paulson turned his head towards her and smiled. “It’s really quite simple. We are going to hack this brain.”

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A long time ago.

Aunghadhail paced around the grand table, The enemy was advancing on her troops, and barring a miracle they would have to fall back. She dismissed her guards, sending them out to join the troops. Better for them to have a swift death, rather than waiting. She looked over at her trusted advisor, the only one that remained.

“Kodiak, my old friend. It seems the twilight is nigh. There are none who could answer the summons now, all our allies are spent.”

“Such is our fate, it seems. Yet there might be hope as yet. Not all of those that would fight with us are lost. I pray, send a messenger to the Verdant Isle. They might yet fight with us.”

The Queen of the West scoffed. “Such a time has passed. Once, she might have lent us aid at our need, but I fear that my actions long ago have doomed us. No, though she be of my kin, the Emerald Lands will never respond. We are lost, and all the world will suffer for that long ago folly.”

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The Grove
Whateley Academy
January 15th, 2008

Essylt walked amongst the trees and looked around. The wind was warm and comforting, in stark contrast to the cold of the main campus. Laughing, she watched as Roger romped through the brush, playing with the sprites and pixies that had come to investigate the new arrivals. She laughed as they petted him, and sat on his back. When they rode him like a pony, she began to giggle. She felt something come into the grove, the hair on the back of her neck stood up, and a chill crept down her spine.

“You shouldn’t be here, the Grove doesn’t accept visitors easily”, said a voice from behind her.

Essylt turned and lowered her hood, as she did. Nikki gulped and with great uncertainty managed to speak. “Oh… it’s… It’s you.”

Essylt let out a low whistle and Roger came running over, and stood at her side. Reaching under her jacket, Essylt unstrapped her cudgels, and took a defensive posture. “Why should I believe one who holds the power of the Queen of the West? I have heard of you, and I have done my own investigations. You are dangerous. I can feel it. Every instinct and every thought tells me to kill you here and now!”

Nikki backed up and knelt down on one knee. “I… I don’t know you, though it seems as though we might have met in another time, another place, as others. I can calm your fears. The Queen of the West shall never rise again. Aunghadhail, Queen of the Burning Oak is dead. Her spirit having fallen in the rescue of a couple of our fellow students. I am just Nikki, Nikki Reilly I have no desire to hurt you, nor to cause you or your daughter any problems.”

Essylt scowled and charged. “ You know! You know about her!”, she screamed. She reared back with her left arm, preparing to strike. The blow never came. Nikki sat there, head down. still on one knee.

“I can’t hit someone that won’t defend themselves. Go away. I don’t want to be near you!”, Essylt howled.

Dejectedly, Nikki got up and turned away, her head bowed and shoulders slumped. Essylt sat, crying. Only the reassuring nudges from Roger to cheer her up.

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Nikki shambled her way back to Poe Cottage. It didn’t take an empath of Nikki’s caliber to see she was hurting. From across the lobby, Gwen saw her fellow sidhe was hurting. She came over and gave Nikki a hug. She guided Nikki to a couch and got her to open up about what had happened. When the pixies she had sent to make cocoa returned with the cup, she gave it to the distressed girl. It was then that Gwen decided she would find out about this new girl and try to help Nikki.

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