<<Wow! Lots happened...sorta.>>
Bianca woke up and looked around. She was on the floor with a box of noodles. She got up, figuring the noodles must have been weird and put her to sleep. She tossed them and glanced at her watch. It was late. She tried to remember what was going on before she had fallen asleep. The other mutants. She walked out to the patio and looked down. They were gone but they had lefy behind a nasty-looking body. She sighed, grabbed her jacket and left her apartment.
As she walked around town she wondered where that girl had ended up. She had looked kinda wild. Bianca noticed people passing her were staring at her, she was used to it. But when a cop tried to get a second glance at her eyes, she decided it was about time she got something to cover them. Sunglasses, a hat, contacts...anything.
She walked to the nearest drug store and went in. When she walked out she was wearing dark glasses. She knew she looked strange wearing sunglasses at night, but a cop couldn't question her simply for wearing shades at night. She hoped.
Shadow slowly walked into town. His feet hurt, his arm broken and a cut on his head. He had been lucky to escape after they had found out that he was a mutant. He had accidently phased through a table and had had to run. He had phased through the cafes wall and through some more shops before he de-phased from lack of breath (He can only phase while for as long as he can hold his breath). Word had spread quickly and so he had run, leaving yet another life behind. He had learnt to control his powers pretty quickly and was now good at them, from five years of training. He had escaped by hiding in a caravan and phasing out while it was a suitable distance away from that town. Unfortuantly he had landed in the middle of nowhere and had walked in a random direction. He didn't even know where he was now, but he knew he could only stay for about a month before he'ld have to move on again.
Jezebel found the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She took over her shreded clothes and looked at her naked body in the mirror. Scars from the past laid over her pale skin. Long white cuts that healed were along her back and arms and fresh bruises on her legs and stomach. However, the never touched her face. She lowered her eyes to the ground, even though she was a victim of such hatred, she still felt shame.
She turned on the water and stepped into the shower. The hot water stung her new wounds as the water trickled down her body as a tainted red. The water then became luke warm on her skin as her temperature returned to normal. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she wahsed.