Post by Pixie on Nov 5, 2008 12:44:48 GMT -5
Megan Gwynn also known as Pixie to her team mates was flying though the air with her butterfly wings. They had healed at last. She would never forgive the Hellfire Cult for breaking them ,but she had gotten a small bit of revenge for that Injury. She had stabbed Empath with her 'Soul dagger,' and she like it' Which had concerned her.
'What is happen to me.' She thought
The young woman landed flipping out her long luxury purple hair, with it black hight light, The young woman wore her new X-men uniform. She been an X-men for only a short amount of time, and she was still getting used to it. it was so different form the being a new-mutant, and being part of the Paragons team. She still saw her friends every day, and a few of them where both envious, and jealous she had been promoted, but still she feared that Magik would come for the rest of her soul. She had taken apart off it in Limbo. She thought she was going to die, but her friend Anole has saved her. She shuddered a little, as she reached her room.
She changed out of her uniform; it had been a long day, and she was ready to sleep. She stretched out her body, and her wings fluttered slightly, She loved to fly, and even though she could teleport wherever she wanted. She didn't like to do it much. She lay on her bed relaxing, and as she closed her eyes she saw once more the pain of her soul being riped form her.
Small parts of darkness had filled her soul. She had gotten the soul dagger out of it, but a what price? She cradled up as tears ran form her dark eyes. She didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but she hoped it would be more more day where she could keep her soul form Magik. She never wanted to face that woman again. She was an X-man now. She wasn't meant to be scared, but she was scared of that woman, and what she had done to her. She finally sub come to sleep, but was consumed by seeing her demonic face laughing, as she took her soul. She woke up again. He long hair running other her.
"I won't let her win. I won't let her win, if I see her face again. I will make her pay for what she did to me. I am x-men after all, and that mean something. I want to fight for the dream. I will not die at her hands." She proclaims
'What is happen to me.' She thought
The young woman landed flipping out her long luxury purple hair, with it black hight light, The young woman wore her new X-men uniform. She been an X-men for only a short amount of time, and she was still getting used to it. it was so different form the being a new-mutant, and being part of the Paragons team. She still saw her friends every day, and a few of them where both envious, and jealous she had been promoted, but still she feared that Magik would come for the rest of her soul. She had taken apart off it in Limbo. She thought she was going to die, but her friend Anole has saved her. She shuddered a little, as she reached her room.
She changed out of her uniform; it had been a long day, and she was ready to sleep. She stretched out her body, and her wings fluttered slightly, She loved to fly, and even though she could teleport wherever she wanted. She didn't like to do it much. She lay on her bed relaxing, and as she closed her eyes she saw once more the pain of her soul being riped form her.
Small parts of darkness had filled her soul. She had gotten the soul dagger out of it, but a what price? She cradled up as tears ran form her dark eyes. She didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but she hoped it would be more more day where she could keep her soul form Magik. She never wanted to face that woman again. She was an X-man now. She wasn't meant to be scared, but she was scared of that woman, and what she had done to her. She finally sub come to sleep, but was consumed by seeing her demonic face laughing, as she took her soul. She woke up again. He long hair running other her.
"I won't let her win. I won't let her win, if I see her face again. I will make her pay for what she did to me. I am x-men after all, and that mean something. I want to fight for the dream. I will not die at her hands." She proclaims