Daria is copyrighted property of MTV and X-MEN are a copyrighted product of FOX Pictures and MARVEL Comics. I am not with either company, and this is a crossover/parody of both. This story is not copyrighted and was written for fun and out of boredom.
NOTE: I wrote two other Daria Fan Ficís and they sucked! Iím my harshest critic, and I rushed through them both. This one, I took my time and I hope I gave a good story. I hope you readers enjoy it.
In an instant, news of mutants spread around the world like a wild Brush Fire! Our little cynic finds out that itís closer to home than she thinks. She also finds out, that a war might be brewing, and one bad mutant might be ready to start it!
Mutation, it is a constant form of life. Because of mutation, we are what we are now. Mutations can sometimes be small. Other times though, it can be large and very dangerous. In our time frame, mutations will happen again, and more frequently.
Home of Amy Barksdale, 2001 A.D.Amy Barksdale sat on her sofa reading War and Peace. She was resting after seeing her favorite niece, Daria Morgendorffer, graduate from High School. ĎIím glad sheís finally out of that hell. Sheíll have more fun at college anyway.í Amy smirked at her own thought. She could remember her college days. She loved them, mainly being away from the constant fighting between her sisters Helen and Rita. They had been on good terms since the almost divorce of Ritaís daughter, Erin. Still, during that time, she loved college. In fact, she remembered a professor she had. He was beautiful, and built like Mr. Universe! She admitted, she had a crush on him. Not because of his body, but because of his intelligence. What was his name? He was a prodigy, so they were the same age. He always wanted to be called by his first name. What was it? Hank! That was it! Though, she never knew his last name.
As she was remembering, she began to pick up something. Something she hadnít picked up in a while. Not with her eyes, ears, or even her nose, but her mind! A stray thought. Not hers, but someone else. ĎItís timeí was all she heard. Where could it be coming from? This was making her uneasy. She got up and went to the window. What she saw made her eyes go wide in fear! "Oh, Shi" Before she could finish, a giant mass burst through her window and sent her flying across her living room! As she looked up, she saw some kind of figure! As she looked closer though, she saw it wasnít a man! It was a machine! "Target 0001, raise your hands and prepare to be captured!" the figure said in an almost human voice. "Sorry, youíre not my type." She said as she tried to bolt out of the room! An energy blast hit her in the middle of her back, and she fell to the floor. She gasped for air as the wind was knocked out of her. She turned and saw the figure standing over her, with his palm in front of her. She then noticed some kind of hole that was starting to glow! She had to think of something quick! She saw the fire poker on the floor! She then tried to do something she hadnít done for a while. She quickly concentrated, and saw the poker start float in the air! She then looked at the figure right square in its face. "Download this!" she said, and saw the point of the poker come out of itís face! The thing jerked a few times with small smoke coming from the new hole in its head, then stood still. Like it was out of a cartoon, the thing slowly fell backward, and hit the floor with a loud thud that shook her house! She breathed a sigh of relief. She tried to get up, but couldnít! She tried to get up again, and noticed something that shocked her! She couldnít feel, nor move her legs!
Vance College, January, 2002.Mack MacKenzie was out on the football field watching the others play. Mack was relieved he didnít have to play football for a while. He was honestly tired of it. On the other hand, he didnít like the reason why he was not the team for the moment. His eyes had been bothering him a lot lately. It almost as if they were burning. The doctor said was that his eyes were becoming light sensitive. Light sensitive his foot! "Yo! Mack!" a voice shouted beside him. "Ah, crap!" Mack sighed. It was the QB, a guy almost as worst as Kevin Thompson. "So Mack, what did the Doc say?" he asked him. "The doctor said my eyes were becoming light sensitive. Except I feel fine!" he told him. "Well dude, he might be right. Your eyes do look a little red." He told him. "They do?" Mack asked him, a little puzzled. "Yeah! Whoa! It looks like theyíre getting worse too!" he told him. Now that the QB mentioned it, his vision was starting to change colors on him! "Excuse me a minute." Mack said and jumped down off the bleachers. Mack was starting to take a short cut underneath them when his eyes started to sting. It wasnít so bad at first. Like cold air blowing into your eyes. Then, it slowly started to get worse. Mack had to close his eyes tight to try and keep the pain from hurting! Then it got so bad; he started to moan with pain a little bit. He fell to his knees, covering his hands with his hands. "My God, Please! Please, make it stop!" Mack was moaning. He looked up and opened his eyes. He was seeing everything red! Like the Terminator or something! He looked at some the bleachers, and was horrified when he saw a beam of energy shoot out and blast a whole section of them away! He screamed in terror and looked away, and saw a whole wall of the school be blasted away! He closed his eyes tight shut, trying to keep the beams from hitting anything else! He cried in terror and in pain from the optic blasts. He slowly opened his eyes while looking at the ground, and saw that the beams had stopped for the moment. He slowly looked up, and saw the smoking ruin of the school building his optic beams had blasted. It looked as if a dragon spitting napalm had come down and hurled a lugie fireball at it. He looked at the bleachers, and saw there was a massive section that was nothing but a charred ruin. It also was the same for the bleachers at the other end of the field! "GET AN AMBULANCE! LANCE GOT HIS ARM BURNED!" a football player shouted. "BURNED? DAMN! HIS ARM WAS INSENERATED! THEREíS NOTHING LEFT!" The QB shouted. "Oh my God in Heaven, no! No! NO! WHAT AM I?" Mack shouted and started to run! He ran out of the college, and down the street! He didnít know where he was going, he just knew he had to get out of there before his eyes became deadly again! He was about a half a mile from the college when his eyes began to burn again! They were fixing to blast! "NO! NO! GET OUT OF THE WAY! GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Mack shouted as he looked up to the sky, and a massive optic blast shot forth, like a giant light signal! People ran from the sight, ran in fear from whatever Mack now was. "WHAT AM I?" Mack demanded as he continued to look up, and the massive blast continued to shoot forth!
"Looks like we found him." A woman in a wheel chair said as her and her driver continued to drive down the road in a jet-black van. "My God! Thatís him?" the young driver asked her. "Iím afraid so. I didnít know his power would be that dramatic. We better hurry. The last thing we need is the press!" the woman said as the driver floored it! Mack had closed his eyes again, and covered his face in his hands. He was crying uncontrollably. He couldnít believe what was happening to him. Not to mention what he had done Lance, the Linebacker! He didnít see it, but heard it! He burned away his arm! Why was this happening to him? Why him, and what was it? "YOU PUT YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD!" a voice shouted at him. "I CANíT!" he shouted at whoever spoke. "DROP WHATEVER WEAPON YOU HAVE, AND PUT YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD!" the voice shouted at him. "I CANíT! ITíS MY EYES! THEYíRE DOING ALL THIS! IF I OPEN MY EYES, YOUíLL BE FRIED!" Mack shouted at whoever was talking. "YOU ARE THREATENING A POLICE OFFICER! DROP YOURĖ"
"I DONíT HAVE A WEAPON! ITíS MY EYES!" Mack shouted again!
`The next thing Mack felt were two sets of arms trying to drag his hands behind his hands behind his back! "You donít understand! Itís my eyes! Theyíre dangerous! Stop! STOP!" Mack shouted at them! He then felt his hands behind his back, but kept his eyes closed! It was when they slammed his head down into the pavement that he opened his eyes on instinct! The blast was so strong; it sent him and the police officers flying through the air! Mack closed his eyes and both he and the two officers landed with a thud! Mack heard hammers being cocked back, but then heard nothing! He wanted open his eyes, but couldnít! He knew what would happen if he did! He then heard a whirring sound, like a small motor. "Itís okay, they wonít fire." A woman said to him. "Whoís there?" Mack asked, trying to see if he recognized the voice. "A friend. Here, wear these." The voice said, and Mack felt something being held beside him. He took them, and felt them. They were sunglasses, but the lenses felt different. "Sunglasses? How?" he asked. "Theyíll help control your eyes for now." The voice said. He put them on, then slowly opened his eyes. Everything was still red, but his blasts werenít going off! He looked around and saw that the police officers were standing still, looking stupefied or something. "What did you do?" Mack asked whoever the person was. "Immobilized them. Itíll wear off as soon as we leave." The voice said. Mack turned to see a Brunette woman wearing a dark blue T-shirt and slacks, in a motorized wheel chair. "You look familiar. Do I know you?" he asked her. "You know my niece, and Iíll leave it at that for now. I want to help you get out of here." She told him. "Why do you want to help me?" he asked the woman. "You are unique, like others I am helping. Or you can answer the questions of these officers." She told him. Mack looked around, and saw the crater his optic blasts left in the street. "Letís go." He said, and got into the van.
Lawndale, March 2002. Trent Lane was staggering down the street, everything in a foggy haze. The last thing he remembered was being booked for a solo gig at some club a few hundred miles out of town. When he got there, he was knocked unconscious. The last thing he remembered after that was waking up in the woods, butt naked! He found some clothes in a good will bin and tried to find his way home ever since! Imagine his surprise when he found out he was in Canada! It took him days to find his way home. He wasnít stunned at how fast it took him to get home; he had always been fast. He couldnít believe how relieved he was when he saw his house in the distance.
`"So when do you think Trent will be home? Heís been gone for a week now." Daria told her partner in crime. "Donít know. Last time I hadnít seen him for this long was when he got that job for that used car lot." Jane told her as they stepped outside. "But even then you saw him now and then." Daria told her. "Good point. Maybe I should start to worry." Jane said as something was on her mind. Daria took notice. "You okay, Jane? You havenít mentioned anything about B.F.A.C since weíve both gotten home." Daria told her friend. "Huh? Yeah, Daria. Itís just, well, remember that episode we saw of Sick Sad World before we came back here?" Jane asked her. "The one about mutants among us? I remember it vaguely. Why do you ask?" Daria asked her. "Well, I was watching the news, and turns out Sick Sad World wasnít lying." Jane told her. "WHAT?" Daria asked. She was mainly surprised that Sick Sad World had gotten a real story and not a fake one. "Itís true. As it turns out, there are mutants around here, and I mean of the dramatic kind." Jane told her. "How dramatic, Sell Out?" she asked her. "Some mutants look like creatures from comic books, or science fiction movies. Other mutants look like regular people but have these weird powers. I mean they could be your best Ė friend and," Jane just trailed off. Daria knew something was up here, and these mutant stories had something to do with it. "Jane, are you trying to tell me something?" Daria asked her. Jane was about to say something, when they heard an all too familiar voice behind them. "Hello, ladies. What are two fine examples of womanhood like yourselves doing today?"
Charles Ruttheimer III had driven up behind them in his pink Cadillac, and was still using the stupid idea that he was Godís gift to women. "Beat it, Upchuck! This doesnít concern you!" Jane told him, her eyes narrowing. "Oh, Feisty as usual. May I offer you a ride on the dream machine? Maybe for some ĎActioní?" he asked in his almost reptile tone of voice. "Get lost, Ruttheimer! The only action youíll get is Class Action!" Daria told him. "Oh, I donít think so this time. Not with so many mutants around." Charles said as Daria and Jane started to walk off. Before Daria knew anything, some kind of long, elastic rope rapped around her waist and lifted her in the air! "JANE!" she screamed as she was lifted to almost the top of a tree! "DARIA!" Jane shouted, and looked to see where the rope was coming from. She almost became sick to her stomach when she saw it was a tongue that belonged to Upchuck! "Get that thing off her you little toad!" Jane shouted to him! The wind started to pick up, and become more and more violent! It almost as if a hurricane had just blown into town! Charles was holding onto his car for dear life, and let go of Daria! Jane caught her in time, and looked square at Upchuck! Daria saw that her friendís eyes were completely white, and then wind became stronger as she glared at Upchuck! Then, his car flipped over, trapping him underneath it! As soon as it did, The wind died down and went away, and Janeís eyes went to back to her pale blue color. Daria got back to her feet, and looked at her friend with shock and awe. "J-Jane?" she asked her, a little scared and shaking all over. "Um, surprise?" Jane asked her friend, a tear dripping down her cheek. This is Jane weíre talking about, and she just saved me! Get it together Morgendorffer! Daria thought to herself. "Can you make it snow?" Daria asked her. Jane smiled; knowing her friend was still her friend. "Well, well, WELL!" a voice said. They turned and saw Upchuck climbing out of the car and crouching. "Who would have thought, another mutant! A pretty one at that!" Upchuck said to them. "Thatís not the only thing I can do you little bastard!" Jane said as her eyes turned white again. Dark clouds gathered over their heads, and lightning started to form and strike. "I wonder how ground Upchuck would taste fried?" Jane asked herself. Upchuck leapt off his car and took a lunge at Jane!
Before Charles could react, he felt a powerful fist smash him in the gut! Charles landed with the wind knocked out of him. When he looked up, he saw Trent Lane above him. "Beat it man. You donít want to mess with my sister, or me!" Trent told Upchuck. "What can you do to a mutant like me?" he asked him. Trent baled up his fists tight, anger going through him. Without warning, three metal claws shot out from in between his fingers on each hand! "Sliced, or diced?" Trent asked him. Upchuck looked at Trent with his claws, and Jane with her white eyes. "See ya." He said and leapt over their heads, and over their roof! Janeís eyes returned to normal and the skies cleared. Daria and Jane stared at the claws coming out of Trentís hands. "TRENT! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HANDS?" Jane asked him and carefully lifted he hand. "Donít know. I think those are cheese knives." He said. As he relaxed, the claws retracted spooking Daria and Jane. "Trent, get in the house, now!" Jane told him and got him into the house.
Trent was fast asleep on the couch with his normal clothes on. Jane and Daria were at the kitchen table, Jane looking a little nervous and embarrassed. "How come you didnít tall me you were a mutant?" Daria asked. "Think about it Daria! All through history, people get scared, panicky, and try to beat the living crap out of anything different. I know you were my friend, but I just didnít want to risk my secret getting out." She told her. "I can understand that. So how long have you been a mutant?" Daria asked her. "Since before we met. I noticed whenever I was in some sort of mood, or wanted it to rain, the weather changed. I tried to practice it when no one was around." Jane told her. "How come I didnít find out about this sooner?" Daria asked her. "Well, I Ė didnít know howíd you take it." Jane told her. "Does that mean the day we went to that tourist trap, you caused it to rain?" Daria asked her. (The Daria Hunter) Jane smirked at that question. "No. I didnít cause that. But I made it worse when I became pissed to find it was a crazy wanna be shark hunter who ran the place." She told her friend. "What about Trent? Did he always have those Ė things?" Daria asked slowly. "Actually, he always seemed normal compared to me. Besides, I donít think he ever had those. I donít know where they came from." Jane told her. "Poor Trent. What about the cuts where the claws came out?" Daria asked her. "When I was fixing to alcohol on them, I didnít see any! Not even a bruise!" she told him. Dariaís eyes went wide. "Nothing?" Daria asked her. "Nothing! I mean, I found a little blood, but nothing! Come to think about it, Trent was always a fast healer. He never did stay down long. If heís a mutant too, maybe thatís his powers." Jane told him. "To heal instantly?" Daria asked her. "Hey, nobodyís perfect. The claws, I donít know. I think he doesnít either. From how clueless he looked, that was probably the first time they came out." Jane said. Jane then looked at Daria for a moment, fixing to ask her something before Daria cut her off. "I wonít tell anybody." Daria told her friend. "Thanks, Daria." Jane said.
If they had looked outside the window, they would have seen a big, broad shadow in the shadows of the bushes. His slowly let go of the branches, scratching a few with the metal claws that came out from his fingers. He turned and walked off, breathing as if he was some sort of an animal.
BOSTON. "Are you sure this thing will help control Ė whatever is happening to me?" Mack asked the person in front of him. He cautiously adjusted a visor on his head that looked like a cross from an object out of Star Trek, and a VR viewer. "It was the best thing I could do on such short notice. The more advanced one Iím working on now." The woman said to him. "Okay. Now, just who are you? And where am I?" he asked the woman. "Sorry. My name is Amy Barksdale. Youíre at my home." She told him. "Whereís your home? Upstate New York?" Mack asked her. "No, nowhere near there. Weíre still in Boston. Youíre at my school for gifted people. Iíve spent over two years getting it ready." She told him. "Gifted people, huh? Is that a proper way of saying ĎFreakí?" he asked her. "No. Youíre not a freak, Michael. You are a mutant." She told him. "A mutant? You mean like Godzilla or something?" he asked her. "No, nothing like that. You are simply a human, that has evolved." She told him. "Evolved? Y-you mean there are more people shooting lasers from their eyes?" Mack asked as she rolled her chair into a hallway. "No, yours is unique. Different mutants have different gifts. Yours is your optic blasts. Others can be brute strength to the ability to make themselves into the form of someone else." She told him as they entered her office. "Someone else? Man, how many mutants are out there?" Mack asked her. "A lot!" Amy told him. "How do you know all this?" Mack asked her. ĎYouíre not the only one with abilities far beyond those of mortal men.í A voice said in head. Mack spun around to see where it came from, and saw Amy with a large smirk. "Y-you did that?" he asked her. "Indeed I did. Now I thinks itís time you learned how to use that visor of yours." Amy told him as she wheeled to behind her desk. "How do I do that?" Mack asked her.
Amy pressed a button on the desk, and the whole room started move! It was a giant elevator. When it stopped, the office doors opened to show a hallway that looked as if it really did belong in Star Trek! "Wh-what?" Mack asked. "Down the hall, first door on your left." Amy told him. Mack looked at her for a moment, unsure what she was talking about. Then, ever so slowly, he started to walk.
Down the hall, to the left. Followed her instructions, and ended up in a dark room. "Hello?" Mack asked. The door closed behind him, and the lights came on, showing a room as large as a professional football stadium! He looked up to see a room at the top of the ceiling. It looked to be some kind of Guardroom or something. "Welcome do the Danger Room, Michael MacKenzie. Here, you will train your powers to their full extent, along with combat abilities for self-defense." The amplified voice of Amy Barksdale said. "Self-defense? For what?" Mack asked. "People donít like change, Mack. Theyíve met it with two things. Fear, or acceptance. Most of the time itís fear and that usually leads to violence. The self-defense is incase you are attacked. But do NOT use your powers unless it is life and death, or a last resort. When your new visor is ready, youíll then learn how to control the intensity of your blasts." Amy told him. "Okay, sounds good. Who going to be teaching me?" he asked her. "One of my first students."
The doors opened to show Jodie Landon walk into the Danger Room! "J-Jodie?" Mack asked her. "Get ready for a whooping." She said and assumed a fighting stance. "What are you going to do?" Mack asked, his mood lifting a little. Before he knew it, he was lifted upside down in the air, upside down by nothing! Then floated toward Jodie until they were face to face. "Like my abilities?" she asked him. "Maybe we should start with basic attacks." Amy said over the intercom.
July 2002, RAFT College."Thanks for letting me hang out with you at RAFT." Jane said as she followed Daria around campus. "Yeah. Like, cool." Trent said as he followed his sister. "Itís nothing. To tell you the truth, I think this place is nothing but mutants." Daria told them. "How can you tell?" Jane asked her. "Look at everyone." Daria tells her. Trent and Jane both smirk at her joke. "Ah, man! Another stupid politic show!" a student moaned from the student lounge. Daria and Jane looked inside to see that there was an election for congress. "I thought that wasnít for a while." Daria said to herself. "It is. Some fat cat died of a heart attack, so now theyíre electing someone else to take his spot." A red head near by said. "I thank those for nominating me. I promise to bring honor, and acclaim, to both the American people and Laaawndale Ė I mean The United States." The voice on the TV finished. "NO F*@#KING WAY!" all three shouted at once as they quickly turned to look at the screen. Sure enough, there was Miss Li on TV with an American Flag behind her.
"You have got to be kidding me! With her elected into congress," Jane started. "If sheís elected, it would be the same as every other politician there." Daria finished. "Good point." Trent said to Daria. "Also, with the new scare of mutants, I will push for the scanning of all known mutants in America! With this vote, we can live safe and away from these freaks Ė I mean abnormal people! Thank you!" Miss Li finished. "Okay, now Iím worried." Jane told her. "As if her conspiracy paranoia wasnít enough at High School, now sheís trying to spread them across the nation." Daria said to herself. "Yeah, as if the country werenít screwed up enough." Trent said. Jane and Daria smirked at Trent and his comment. "Yeah, well what can be worse than the old bat running for congress?" Jane asked as she and the others moved on.
`"Ah, another day another handful of votes." Miss Li said as she laid back in her office chair at Lawndale High. "Miss Li, are you so SURE it was wise to MENTION the mutant SCANNING?" Mr. DeMartino asked her in his usual tone. "Why shouldnít I? There nothing but freaks anyway." Miss Li said to him. "Well, What if a MUTANT was on the FOOTBALL team?" Mr. DeMartino asked her. "Okay, I would make an exception there. Besides, what can they do? They should all be shipped to another island." Miss Li said as she sipped her coffee. "Out of CURIOSITY, miss Li, why DID you decide to hire me as your CAMPAIGN MANAGER?" Mr. DeMartino asked her. "Come on, Anthony! You very well know why! You can practically scare anyone into voting for me! Besides, you know what closet case war veterans like you go for a politician." Miss Li told him. "So itís not because Iím a MAN?" he asked her. "For crying out loud, Anthony! Youíre starting to sound like Ms. Barch!" Miss Li said to Mr. DiMartino. "You Know, Angela, you always were a bitch!" Mr. DiMartino said.
Miss Li noticed something some thing different about Anthonyís voice. It shifted in tone when he talked just then. Hell, it sounded like it was changing into someone elseís voice entirely! When she turned around in her chair, she saw Mr. DiMartinoís face and body shape completely almost melt and change into a form more feminine! Into Ms. Barch! "Surprised to see me, Miss Li?" Ms. Barch asked and dropped kicked Miss Li!
Half a mile from Camp Grizzly."Are you sure this is the way back to camp?" a little girl asked her sister in front of her. "I think so. We couldnít have gone that far off the trail!" she said as she wandered through brush and fallen branches. "Iím scared. I heard thereís a monster out here." The little girl said to the older woman in front her. "Donít be silly. Besides, you wanted to get a look at some of the birds out here." The woman said. "I know, but I still hear stories about these places." She said again. "Listen, as far as I know, nothing is out here." The woman told the little girl. "AAAAGGGGHHH! THAT BITCH!" a voice yelled from the woods. The woman and girls hugged each other close as fear surged through them. "W-what was that?" the little girl asked. "I-I donít know." The older woman replied. Before they knew it, what looked like a large metal man ran passed them, knocking over trees as he passed! The little girl screamed and buried her face in her sisterís shirt. "Excuse me, which way to the road?" the metal man, asked the older sister. "T-that way!" the older woman said and pointed North. "Thank you." He said and began running again, like a giant bulldozer!
Miss Li slowly woke up from her deep sleep. She was wondering what had happened, when she remembered! DeMartino, or Ms. Barch, had kicked her unconscious! She looked around her surroundings, and found herself strapped to a medal recliner, with lumpy cushions! She looked to her left, and saw Ms. Barch, wearing a white jump suit, her skin was blue and her eyes an almost glowing yellow! She tried to look to her right, but didnít see anyone! She knew someone was there, she could feel their breath on her! "Donít worry, Ms. Li, my people wonít harm you. Not unless you piss me off." A voice said in front of her. She looked ahead to see a floating person, wearing a mixture of blood red and dark purple body armor! The person was wearing a blood red helmet that acted as a mask as well! "Who-who are you?" she asked the lone figure in front of her. "Just call me Magnus for the time being." The figure said. The person held out their hand, and the chair moved a few feet closer to the person! "What the hell!" Miss Li shouted. "Donít worry, I only can use magnetism for medal." The figure told her. "Y-youíre another freak, arenít you?" Miss Li demanded! "FREAK?" Magnus shouted, and raised the chair high up in the air just by pointing at it! "We find the name freak a little insulting! We prefer Mutant, or Homo-superior! YOU GOT THAT, LI?" the figure demanded. "Y-yes! I got it!" she said. "Good." Magnus said and lowered her. "W-what are you going to do to me?" Miss Li asked them. "For now, youíll continue your campaign. Until further notice, and as of now, you serve the Conglomerate of Homo-Superiors." Magnus told her. "Huh?" Miss Li asked him. "I knew that wouldnít work. All right, just call us the Organization of Superior Mutants." Magnus told her. "Awesome! But couldnít it be like the Brotherhood of Mutants?" the person behind Miss Li asked. "SHUT UP! Besides, it sounds like something from a comic book!" Magnus told him. "So SHUT UP you, you MAN!" Ms. Barch shouted at the person as well. "This is all insane! What makes you think youíll get away with this?" Miss Li demanded. "Come on Miss Li! These are Police weíre talking about! More to the point, Lawndale police!" Magnus told her. "Crap! Youíre right!" Miss Li said to herself. "Make yourself comfortable, Miss Li. Youíre going to be here a while. Ms. Barch! You know what to do!" Magnus told her. "Yeah, yeah!" Ms. Barch said as her formed shifted to the form of Miss Li! "Iíve got a campaign to run!" Miss Li/Barch said and left. "Fang face! Take her to a room! Damn lousy politicians!" Magnus said in a whisper and left. "Come on, Miss Li! Weíve got some catching up to do!" the person said to her as they lifted the chair with her still in it! She also knew that voice, but it couldnít be!
September 2002, B.F.A.C. Jane sat at her canvas, painting another Jane Lane work of Art. She was so busy getting her inspiration down on canvas; she didnít really know what it looked like. She just knew something got her creative juices flowing and had to get it down. "Good work, Jane. Iíve never seen something quite like this." Her teacher said behind her. "Huh? Oh! Thanks!" she said as she was snapped out of her trance! She looked at the canvas and couldnít believe what she had painted! It was her brother wearing his usual attire while having his three claws extended on one arm, while his right arm was raised with only the middle claw sticking out. "Well, Daria and Trent should get a kick out of this!" Jane said to herself. As she looked over her painting, she heard a lot of commotion going on outside. She looked to see that Adam Snider was outside with his latest work of art. Adam was sculpture, and had been working on a steel dragon that would breathe fire! Today though, Jane could tell something was wrong. Adam was panicking! She ran outside to the courtyard just in time to see the head of the dragon explode! Everyone took cover to avoid shrapnel! Jane looked and saw one students arm was on fire, and Adam shouting something about another tank being inside the body! Jane knew what she had to do, and also knew her cover was blown! "The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few!" Jane said to herself as she looked up, and her turned pure white! Dark storm clouds gathered fast, lightning and thunder sounding! She looked at the statue, and rain began to poor! Not just light drizzling, but a total down poor! Jane kept the heavy shower going until the fire was out completely!
Once she let it rain for a little while longer, she stopped the rain but let the clouds stay. She looked around and noticed a few people were looking at her. Her eyes quickly changed back to normal as she began to become flush. "Um, eep." was all Jane could see. She blew her secret, and was now scared of what would happen next. Without warning, everyone froze! Just stood still like they were statues! Now Jane knew she didnít have this ability. "Okay, now itís time for me to freak out!" she said to herself. "Actually, you donít have to. They no longer know it was you." A voice said behind her. Jane turned to see a woman in a wheelchair. She knew who it was too from the photos Daria had shown her! "Amy Barksdale! What happened?" Jane asked her. "A long story. Jane, I have a proposition for you." She told her.
March 2003, Lawndale. Daria sat in the house, thinking. Months ago, she had heard Jane had been accepted at some school for the gifted. She heard from her, of coarse! Itís just that she hadnít seen her in so long! She just wished Jane were here. On top of that, Miss Liís campaign was in full swing. Turned out there was more people out there that were afraid of mutants than people willing to live with them! Her parents werenít much help there! How could she tell them that her best friend and her brother were mutants? Already there were mobs attacking just about anyone who was accused of being a mutant. It looked like an even worse version of the Salem Witch Trials! Daria just sighed and looked at ceiling. "Hey Kiddo! Whatís up?" her dad asked, trying to sound "Up Beat."
"Nothing much. I just miss Jane is all." Daria told him. "Oh, okay!" Jake said and turned on the TV. As the screen brightened, it showed Miss Li, on her mutant bashing campaign again. "I canít stand that woman!" Helen said as she wondered into the living room. "The nerve of her saying I look fifty!" Helen said again. "Sheís raving about mutants again." Daria told them. "Oh! Mutants! You really never know where they are!" Jake said, acting suspicious again. "Sheís basically saying she will give the government the right to choose to let mutants have a life or even live!" Daria in a sarcastic tone, but she was basically also telling the flat out truth. "DO WHAT?" Jake and Helen screamed at the same time. "DAMN LOUSY RACIST POLITICS! WHEN THE HELL ARE THEY GOING TO WAKE UP AND ACCEPT LIFE FOR EVERYTHING ITíS GOT!" Jake screamed, veins bulging all over his neck. "JAKE! CALM DOWN OR YOUíLL GIVE YOURSELF ANOTHER HEART ATTACK!" Helen shouted at her husband. "OH, SO YOUíRE FOR THIS MUTANT SCANNING CRAP!" Jake accused his wife. "ARE YOU JOKING? THAT BITCH IS BASICLY GOING AGAINST THE CONSTITUTION! IíD KICK MY SHOE IN HER ASS IF SHE WERE HERE RIGHT NOW!" Helen shouted back!
A loud medal clanging came from the kitchen, and everyone turned to look! The rack the pots and pans were on had fallen and all the pots and pans scattered all over the floor! "What happened?" Quinn asked as she came running down the stairs! "The rack fell, Quinn! Nothing to be worried about!" Helen told her youngest daughter. "Yeah, but how did it happen?" Daria asked them. Both looked sheepish yet puzzled at the same time. Like somehow, one of them knew what happened but didnít know how to explain it. For that matter, how to even answer it! "Letís just clean this mess up!" Helen finally said. Daria just shrugged and helped. Of course, she did look at the rack and saw that it looked as if someone was pulling at it! Someone strong!
After the mess was cleaned up, Daria told everyone she was going for a walk. As she did, she caught herself wondering over to Janeís house. She felt like an idiot for wondering over there, but it was force of habit. When she was going for a walk, it was an excuse to go see Jane. While she was there, she thought she might as well see Trent. When she knocked on the door, Trent was actually up and answering! "Hey Daria." Trent said to her. "Hey, Trent. Have you heard from Jane?" she asked him. "A few days ago. Sheís doing all right at that new school." Trent told her. "Oh, okay." Daria said. They stood there for a while. "You look beat. You want me to give you a ride?" he asked her. "Sure." Daria said. While in the car, Trent knew something was off. "What allís been going on?" Trent asked her. "Iím just sick of Miss Liís mutant bashing! I mean, you and Jane are mutants and youíre just as normal as anyone else is. Besides a few things." She added. Trent laughed a little before he coughed. "Your cough isnít as bad." Daria told her. "I know, itís a little weird. Listen; just forget about the bitch. People are scared, but theyíll have to accept it sooner or later. Besides, Janie and I can protect ourselves." Trent said. "Okay." Daria said, a little reassured.
BAM! The car hit something, and Trent went flying out the window! Daria felt like she was in a vise from the seat belt tightening around her, but was fine. She looked up to see Trent stagger to a stand, and look back at Daria. Daria gasped as she saw Trentís forehead! As he got closer, she saw the flesh was torn right to his skull! There was something else though! She saw what looked like silver on his skull! METAL! The same looking metal that his claws were made off! "Daria, you okay?" Trent asked her. Daria gasped again as the wound closed up again and healed itself! "DARIA! YOU ALL RIGHT?" Trent shouted, getting scared she was hurt! "Iím okay! Just a little stuck!" Daria told her as she noticed the seat belt was locked in place. "Hold on!" Trent said as he was walking around the lamppost that had fallen!
Trent took a good look at the base of the lamp, and saw claw marks! He then noticed something! A smell, a very weird smell! Wait not a smell! A SCENT! Trent extended his claws, and looked around. He was trying to find who knocked over the lamppost. "Trent, is everything okay?" Daria asked him. "STAY IN THE CAR, DARIA!" Trent told her. Without warning, someone came from out behind a bush and knocked Trent over! When Trent got to his feet, he saw the guy who knocked him over was Tommy Sherman! "WHOA! Wait a minute, youíre dead!" Trent said as he had his claws ready! "Ad-ad-Something metal! Unbreakable!" Tommy Sherman said as he knocked on his head and gave Trent a blow to the stomach! "Too bad they wasted it on you, skinny!" Tommy said and gave him an uppercut to the face! Trent went flying up in the air, and landed on the hood on his car! Trentís claws retracted as Tommy Sherman stood over him. "Asleep again! What a loser!" Sherman said as he smirked. Before Tommy knew it, he had three claws buried to the hilt in his hip! "Guess again, Jock!" Trent said as he then kicked Tommy in the crotch! "Y-you Ė LOSER!" Tommy shouted while giving a deep throat growl! He picked Trent up, his claws coming free from his hip, and threw him at another lamppost! Trent went to sleep, when the lamppost fell on his head!
Daria was starting to panic, trying to yank the seat belt free! When she looked up, she saw Sherman walking toward her! "The Misery Chick!" he said as he got closer! "OH, CRAP!" Daria shouted and tried to yank the belt free! Tommy was chuckling when he felt something hit the back of his head! He looked down, and saw a clump of hail the size of a golf ball. When he turned behind himself, hail the size of softballs started to hit him! When they stopped, he saw a chick with black hair and her eyes were pure white! Another person was there, a black guy with a visor! Before he knew it, a giant red energy blast nailed him in the chest, and sent him flying backward!
Daria tried yanking the seat belt free when she saw the energy blast! When the door opened, she was shocked to see who it was! "JANE! MACK!" Daria shouted. "Hold still." Mack said and looked at the belt. He reached over, and pressed the belt release. The seat belt immediately came free! "Oh!" Daria said and turned read! "Come on! Trentís car is leaking gas!" Jane said and got her out. Mack picked up Trent as he lay in a deep sleep and they all hauled ass before the car exploded!
Daria was resting on a soft bed, waking up from a deep sleep when she saw Jane in front of her. "Yo." She said. "Jane! Where did you come from?" Daria asked her. "Long story." She told her. Daria then noticed what she was wearing! It was a dark blue jump suit, that looked like some kind of make shift armor at the same time! Complete with a flowing Navy blue cape! "What the hell are you wearing?" Daria asked her. "You remember that school I went to? Itís for mutants. What do we do? Teach other mutants how to handle their abilities. What else do we do? Save people and mutants from jerks like Tommy Sherman. Who runs it? Your Aunt Amy. Thatís the short version." Jane said. Daria looked at her for a minute. "My Aunt runs a school for mutants?" Daria asked. "Yeah. Sheís also the most powerful mutant known alive." She mentioned. "I had a feeling about that." Daria said. The two smirked at each other, and then hugged each other.
"YOU DID WHAT?" Magnus screamed as loud as he could! "Hey, I was just seeing how tough he was! He only got one hit, and I canít even fell it anymore!" Tommy Sherman told Magnus. "YOU IDIOT!" Magnus shouted and shout out his arm! Before Tommy knew anything, he was lifted high in the air, and his skeleton felt like it was being crushed! "I WANTED YOU TO OBSERVE! NOT ATTACK! NOW YOU MAY HAVE SCREWED UP EVERYTHING!" Magnus shouted at him. "Y-You still got Barch!" Tommy told Magnus. "THATíS ONLY HALF THE PLAN YOU TWIT! I NEED THAT OTHER MUTANT! I DONíT KNOW WHY I DONíT KILL YOU NOW!" Magnus said as a slight groaning of medal came from Tommy Sherman. "H-He only g-got me in t-the hip!" Tommy stuttered as he tried to fight back a scream of pain. "YOU FOOL! NOW THEY KNOW IíM UP TO SOMETHING! Of coarse, youíre only mutant thatís willing to work for peanuts." Magnus said to himself, his rage subsiding. "S-so you did f-find a reason n-not to k-kill me?" Tommy Sherman asked him, his face twisting in pain! "For now. Just keep watching them! Donít act unless I say! All they know is Iíve made the first move." Magnus said. He let his arm drop by his side, and Tommy Sherman fell flat on the floor. "Go check on our guest." Magnus said as he floated up in the air, and out a whole in the roof that opened for him. "What a hard ass!" Tommy said as he went to check on Miss Li.
Pizza Prince, Lawndale.Jane and Daria ate at their normal booth, eating pizza. Jane was in some more comfortable clothes, while Daria listened to the whole story of her, Mack, and Aunt Amyís school for mutants. "Let me get this straight, My Aunt is a super mutant and is training a bunch of mutants to control their powers to save the world?" Daria asked Jane. "Thatís pretty much it." Jane said. "Sounds like a typical comic book you find in a magazine rack." Daria told her. "Sounds a little crazy, I know. Still, itís pretty cool." Jane told her. "So who was big bad and hairy that attacked Trent me?" Daria asked Jane. "Believe it or not, itís a visitor from beyond the grave. Remember, I wished he was dead when a goal post fell on him?" Jane asked her. "TOMMY SHERMAN? Heís a mutant?" Daria asked her friend. "Yup. As far as Amy knows, heís not working alone. With his brain, how could he?" Jane asked her. "Do you know who heís working with?" Daria asked her. "Not a clue. Whoever it is, theyíre covering their tracks well. You know, Iím surprised you havenít asked about Trent yet." Jane told her.
"Well, when you see a friend of yours have a gash so big showing his skull, and heal instantly in front of you, you figure heíll be okay." Daria said.
"You found out about his mutant ability the hard way, huh? Youíre right, heíll be fine. Heís still sleeping, but fine." Jane said. "No surprise there. Listen Jane, how do you know youíre a mutant?" Daria asked her.
Jane looked at her friend funny for a moment with a full mouth of pizza. "What makes you think youíre a mutant?" Jane asked her. "I donít know. Iíve just been feeling a little weird." Daria told her. "Or maybe Daria is feeling left out?"Jane asked her friend. "Maybe. To Mutants and the idiots they hang around with." Daria said and tipped her cup. "To idiots." Jane said and also tipped her cup.
Morgendorffer home. "Helenís going to miss the lasagna!" Jake was singing in a sing song voice while Helen talked on her cell phone. "JAKE, BE QUIET! Yes, Iím still here. Are you sure? Okay, Iíll be there in a minute." Helen said into cell phone. "Something wrong, mom?" Quinn asked. "Just the usual crap, not one person can do one thing right!" Helen said to her daughter. "Damn lazy employees! ĎDonít worry, sir, Iíll be right on it!í Then a few hours later, ĎOh I guess I forgot!í DAMN LAZY GOOD FOR NOTHING CRAPPY JERKS! NEVER DOING WHAT THEYíRE TOLD!" Jake started shouting as he started turning red in the face! "Careful Jake, you donít want to give yourself another heart attack." A monotone voice said but not Dariaís. They all turned to see Amy Barksdale, rolling toward them in her wheel chair. "Amy! What are you doing here?" Helen asked her sister. "I was in town and thought youíd rip some poor slob a new one." Amy told her. "Seriously Amy, what do you want?" Helen asked her.
"I need help with a few things, and was wondering if I could employ Daria for it." Amy told her. "You mean at your school for gifted, what is it?" Quinn asked her aunt. "People, Quinn. Gifted people of all ages and sizes." Amy told her. "Oh, those kind of people! The Fashion Club and I used to run into them now and then." Quinn told her. Amy just rolled her eyes. "What kind of help do you need Daria for anyway?" Helen asked. "Oh, I need her legs so I can run the one-hundred meter dash in the Olympics." Amy told her in her little sarcastic tone.
"Wait a minute! Then sheíll be in a wheel chair! I CANíT LET THAT HAPPEN! I WONíT LET HAPPEN!" Jake started as the veins started to pop out in his neck! "JAKE! She was only kidding!" Helen started in her exasperated tone. "Speaking of which!" Quinn started in as well. That was it, she couldnít take it. "SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" a voice echoed in all three of their heads. All three sat down at once. "I need some help with classes and I knew Daria once substitute taught an English class once. So I figured she could use the experience and credit for her college classes. Plus itís free food, room, and board. Sheíll be paid nicely for her work. Is that okay?" Amy asked them. "I donít see anything wrong with that. Do you Helen?" Jake asked. "Well, I would feel better knowing sheís with you. Her friend Jane is also there. As long as itís okay with her, Iíll go along with it." Helen said. "Thank you very much Helen." Amy said, turned her chair around, and left. "What were we arguing about?" Jake asked her. "I canít remember." Helen told him. "Why do I feel like reading a book? HEY! My watch stopped! I knew it was a cheap imitation!" Jake said as they all got up. Jake took off his watch, and threw it toward the trash. If he had been watching, he would have seen it automatically cling to one of the pots on the overhead rack. It had been magnetized.
En Route to Boston. "Okay. I understand why you brought me here, but why Trent?" Daria asked her aunt. "Heís a mutant who doesnít understand his abilities, and I think I can help him. Besides, I could teach him how to use those claws for more than just food utensils." She told her as they heard Trent lightly snoring. "Okay. Then answer me this. How the hell can you afford a stealth jet?" Daria asked as she saw the clouds scream past them at a fast past. "Well, with powers like mine," Amy started at a slow pace. "You canít help but spoil yourself a little." Jane finished for her. "Thank you, Tempest. How about a little fog so we donít get spotted?" Amy said while giving her a look that could have turned Jane to an ice statue. "Okay, donít get your wheels out of alignment." Jane said as her eyes turned white, and fog formed around them. A thin blue glass moved over the forward windows, and was lit with computerized graphics of the land outside. "Spoil yourself, huh?" Daria asked with her Mona Lisa smile. "Oh who asked you?" Amy said as they flew toward the Mansion, the school for Gifted People.
11:00 p.m. "Where are they now?" the figure asked him. "Theyíre on their way back to that lame school of hers." Sherman told the figure. "Damn smart ass goody two shoed Mutant! And Miss Barch?" the figure asked. "You canít tell the difference between her and the real Li." He told the figure. "Good." The figure said as he heard Shermanís fist make contact with Shermanís jaw! "What did you do that for?" Sherman asked. "Because itís your fault they have the mutant with them! Now Iím going to have to rework my entire plan. Oh, are you wearing a jock strap?" Magnus asked. "No, why?" Sherman asked him. "No reason." Magnus said as he heard Sherman punch his own crotch!
Miss Li paced back and forth in her cell. The whole thing was steel and stone! The only window was bared and was over a cliff. To be honest, her wall was a cliff! How could they do that to her? She knew the freaks were out there, but who knew they were this smart? And what about Tommy Sherman? If she known he was a mutant, she would have tossed his butt out as soon as they won the championship game! "You know, I always smiled at the thought of a dork behind bars!" an all too familiar voice spoke behind her. "Sherman, let me out of here right now!" Miss Li told him. "Or what? Youíre not a mutant. You canít really do anything! Hope you like it in there, since youíre going to be in there for the rest of your life! Or was I suppose to say Ďbe in there for a whileí?" Sherman said to himself while scratching his head. ĎObviously being a mutant hasnít increased his I.Q. at all!í Li thought to herself. "FANG FACE! GET YOUR DIM WITTED BUTT BACK HERE!" Mrs. Barch screeched over an intercom. "Man, how did I get talked into this with that old witch?" Sherman asked out loud. "I HEARD THAT YOU Ė YOU MAN!" Mrs. Barch screamed. "Whereís another goal post when you need one?" Sherman asked as he walked off.
BOSTON, The School for Gifted People. "You have got to be kidding me!" Daria said as she looked all around the front hall, and grand staircase. "How many floors does this place have?" Daria asked her. "Three floors, and one sub floor where we train and keep the equipment. Not to mention thereís one of the best massage parlorís in the rec. room." Aunt Amy said. "Where am I sleeping?" Daria asked her. "The couch." Aunt Amy said. "Actually, youíre bunking with me." Jane told her. "Whereís Trent at, anyway?" Jane asked Amy. "Heís down in the Medical Bay. Jodieís conducting a full body CAT scan on him. Weíre going to try and figure out where those claws came from."
"You know, this thingís freezing!" Trent said as he laid himself down on the exam table. "So what is this thing? A tanning bed?" Trent asked Jodie. "Actually, itís a machine thatís going to tell me whatís going on inside you." Jodie said as she flipped a few switches with her mind. "Oh, an X-ray machine. Trent said. "No, itís a CAT scan." Jodie corrected him. "It still takes pictureís of peopleís insides, right?" Trent asked her. "Well, yes." Jodie said. "Then itís an X-ray machine." Trent said. "Donít move." Jodie said as the bed Trent was on slid inside the machine.
"Letís see what weíve got here." Jodie said as she was examining the data screen. "So howís claw boy?" Jane asked as she stepped into the room. "Getting the data now. Thatís weird." Jodie said. "What?" Jane asked her.
"Thereís some grinding noise coming from the machine. Something must be stuck." Jodie said.
"Let me hear it." Jane said.
Jodie flipped the speaker switch and the sound came out of the ceiling speakers. "Thatís nothing jammed. Trentís fallen asleep!" Jane said.
"Oh. Well at least Ė Oh My God!" Jodie said as she looked back at the data screen.
The office of Amy Barksdale, 1 hour later. "Itís an Adamantium alloy. Someone has surgically covered his entire skeleton in the stuff. From what it looks like, the claws are a side affect." Jodie told Amy, Jane, Mack, and Daria. "W-who could do such a thing to him?" Mack asked Jodie, wearing his red sunglasses again. "More importantly, how the hell did he survive it?" Daria asked her. "His mutation. He has an uncharted healing ability." Jodie said. "Uncharted?" Jane asked. "In other words, he heals so quickly that we canít even try to gauge it. I knew some people experimented on mutants, but someone is trying to make a weapon out of Trent!" Amy said as she took a closer look. "Why Trent? I mean Ė how do I put this? Look at him!" Jane said. "I didnít say the people that were that smart! Still, whoever is controlling Shermanís strings obviously has something in mind for him," Amy said.
4:00 a.m. in the morning. "Rotten, no good, lousy, stinking mutants keeping me here! Why Iíll!" Miss Li started as she heard the sound of feet walking on medal! When she turned, she saw Sherman and Magnus looking at her through the steel bars of her prison. "Let me out of here or Iíll!" Miss Li started. "Now Miss Li, donít get too agitated. It wonít be good during your operation." Magnus said to her as he held some kind large penlight. "W-what operation?" Miss Li asked. "This one." Magnus said as he raised his pen and flashed it! Li was blinded for a moment, and felt some kind of tingling sensation all over. When her eyesight came back, she saw Magnus on the floor, and panting for breath. "M-mental note. Work on the damn Ė recoil!" he said. "Recoil? You mean that stupid cough drop? Why would you want to work on that?" Sherman said. "Why do I surround myself with idiots?" Magnus asked.
"You still wonít get away with this you freaks! You MONSTERS!" Miss Li shouted at them. "MONSTERS!?" Magnus shouted at Miss Li. With a glance, the metal of her cell made a wave and sent her flying backward! "Let me give you a history lesson! All through history, humans have destroyed what they donít like or canít control! HUMANS HAVE SLAUTERED INNOCENTS FOR FUN! YOU WOULD KILL US BECAUSE WEíRE DIFFERENT! YOU TELL ME WHO THE FUCKING MONSTERS ARE!" Magnus screamed as the whole area rumbled and shook from his magnetic fields. He then turned and walked away with a nervous Tommy Sherman following close behind him. "Bitch." Magnus uttered as he left. "Bastard." Miss Li uttered as we walked out of sight.
School for Gifted People, 12 Noon. "Cool pad. Whose is it?" Trent asked as he walked into a large bedroom. "This is your room. Youíll be staying here for a while." Jodie said as she made sure everything was in order. "Why is that again?" Trent asked. "You were asleep in Amyís office, werenít you? Youíll be staying here while we help you learn how to control those little toys in your arms, and weíll try to find out who did this to you." Jodie told him. "Oh, you mean that crap they put on my bones?" Trent asked. "Yeah. Donít you remember anything from it at all?" Jodie asked. "Well, just some woods, some water, and thatís about it." Trent said. "Not go much to go on." Jodie said, as she was about to leave.
"Hey, did they ever find the Tank?" Trent asked before she walked out. "That Tank?" Jodie asked, a little confused. "Yeah, itís the van I was driving. It belongs to my friend Jesse. If he finds out itís lost, heíll skin me alive. Not to mention my guitar is in it." Trent said. "We havenít found anything yet, but maybe I know a way." Jodie said. She closed her eyes, and looked like she was concentrating. Trent was a little confused until he felt a little weird in his head.
In her head, she flashes. Images of men in lab coats using needles and looking at x-rays. Then she saw one person, wearing round goggles, holding some sort of injector, and aiming it straight at him! Jodie broke contact as she gasped at the image! She just meant to find the car, not actually see what had happened to him! "Um, are you all right? You look freaked." Trent asked her. "Huh? Oh, yeah! Yeah, I was just trying to see where you left your car." She said. Trent just cocked one eyebrow in confusion. "I tapped into your head to see if I could find any clues." Jodie said. "Oh, okay. Find anything interesting in there?" he asked her. Jodie just took a big gulp. "Nope. Nothing at all." Jodie lied. He doesnít need to know this crap! Not now, at least. She thought to herself. "Well, I hope you have a good a nights rest. See you tomorrow." Jodie said and left. "Sheís cute." Trent said as he flopped down on the bed and went to sleep.
Daria couldnít sleep. It was a comfortable bed and a nice room, but the place was just so, how could she put it? Too preppie, for her taste anyway. Of coarse Jane had altered her part of the room so she could feel normal. Daria had to make a point to do the same. She was fixing to close her eyes, when she heard moaning. She looked up, and saw it came from an air duct. She listened, and recognized the voice! It was Trent! What was he doing? Hopefully, just dreaming.
Trent was dreaming, but it was a bitter nightmare that flooded his mind. Flashes of a tank with fluid, men in goggles, scalpels, and the x-rays! They showed an arm with claws in it! Then an image of a person with goggles, glowing red! Holding something with gray liquid. Then they were pointing it right at him! Coming closer and closer! "Trent? Trent, wake up! TRENT!"
"AAAGGGHHH!" Trent shouted and all his claws came out! When his eyes focused to the dim light, he saw Daria standing in the doorway to his room with one eyebrow raised. "Iím glad I kept my distance." She said as she turned on the light. "Oh, Daria. Sorry about that, I think I had a bad dream."
"Oh really? What was so bad about it?" she asked as Trent retracted his claws, and Daria sat down on the bed. "I saw guys with cutting tools, and x-rays on the walls. Maybe I was remembering when I went to my first Peed Doctor." Trent said. "I think you might mean Pediatrician." Daria told him. "Um, youíre scared to come in because of those cheese knives. Arenít you?" Trent asked. Daria looked down for a minute, then looked back up at him. "Trent, you were having a nightmare and I was scared that youíd extend those things." Daria told him. Trent looked down in thought. "I guess that is a smart thing to do. The other night, when I had another nightmare, I woke up and saw my sheets were shredded. Listen Daria, Iím sorry." Trent said.
"Sorry for what, Trent?" Daria asked. "About not making you the music you and Janie needed for that project." Trent told her. Daria thought for a moment, and remembered what he was talking about. "Trent, that was back then, itís already been forgiven." Daria told him. "Not just that, but Iím also sorry for scaring you with the whole claws thing. I saw the way your face was when these things came out. You know, in the car." Trent told her. "Trent, I did get scared, but that was when I saw that gash in your head. I also made that face when I saw it heal instantly. No offence, but that would probably freak anybody out." Daria told him. "Hmm. Good point." Trent said. "So everythingís cool?" Trent asked her. "Yeah, everythingís cool." Daria told him.
Still, they kept looking at each other. They both knew something was there. They had always been drawn to each other. As they kept looking, Daria noticed their faces kept inching toward each other. Dariaís heart was pounding hard like a drum as her face neared his. ĎWhat am I doing? This is mad. Last time I did this, everything almost went to crap. God in heaven, donít let this be a dream!í Daria thought as her head was starting to swim. They both closed their eyes, and their lips met! She couldnít believe this! For the longest time, she had always dreamed this, and now it was happening!
Then something went different! Something was wrong! She felt, stronger! Like she was more pumped, and sleepy! She opened her eyes and saw that Trentís eyes were still closed, but the veins in his face were bulging! She could feel some sort of electricity pulsing from him to her! In a panic, she broke the kiss, and Trent fell over on the bed, snoring loudly. "Oh my god! Oh my God! Trent, can you hear me? TRENT! WAKE UP!" Daria said while shaking him! He was breathing, but not moving! Dariaís mind was now in a panic. She couldnít think straight, until one thing finally came to her head. ĎAUNT AMY!í her mind screamed!
School for Gifted People, 4 in the morning.Daria was shaking like crazy, even though Jane had a blanket around her. She was holding a warm cup of chocolate, while Jane tried to calm her down. "Daria, itís okay. Trentís going to be all right. Thanks to that healing power of his, heís just normal Trent." Jane told him. "But what did I do to him, Jane? I mean, it was scary. I-I thought I had hurt him." Daria said as she was starting to shed a few tears. "Exactly, what were you two doing when this happened?" Jane asked. "We were - sort of Ė kissing." Daria told her. Janeís eyes popped out of her head, and a huge grin appeared on her face! "Kissing? Really? Finally!" Jane almost shouted. "I wonder if Aunt Amy has something I can stuff your mouth." Daria muttered.
ĎSorry Daria, but I donít." Amyís voice said inside both of their heads. They looked and saw Amy wheel into the room. "Iíve also found out what happened." Amy said to them. "What happened then?" Jane asked. "Well, as it turns out, our little Daria is a mutant." Amy told them. Dariaís eyes just bulged out of her head while Janeís smirk grew a little bigger. "What happened was Daria absorbed some of Trentís mutant ability. If she held on any longer, I donít think Trentís healing ability would have helped him." Amy said. Daria just looked down, now feeling incredibly guilty. "Itís okay Daria, you didnít know anything. But youíre going to have to be careful." Amy told her. "So, whatís her ability?" Jane asked. "She can absorb peopleís abilities and strengths with bare skin contact." Amy said. "How did you find this out?" Daria asked her. "I have a little device that helps me find out. Iím leaving it at that." Amy said.
"So, what does this mean? Daria canít touch anybody anymore?" Jane asked. "Iím not sure. Daria still might be able to make contact with people, or might not. However, with concentration, she might be able to control it." Amy told her. "Well, I think I can only say one thing to Daria right now." Jane said. "Whatís that?" Daria asked, puzzled. "Welcome to the Mutant Race, sister-in-law." Jane said to her. Daria just narrowed her eyes at her. "Maybe Iíll see if my little ability works on you!" Daria said as she slowly moved her hand to her friendís face. "Not now you two. Youíve had a busy night, so why donít you go to bed and sleep. From what Iíve seen with Trent, heíll be out until noon. If not longer." Amy said. Jane helped Daria back to her room, while Amy sat in thought. ĎWhat are you thinking, Amy?í Jodie asked with her mind. ĎIím beginning to think that Sherman wasnít after Trent. We may be dealing with something bigger than what we originally thought.í Amy responded.
6 a.m."No good rotten mutant scum! When I get out of here, Iím going to make sure heís in the worst high security prison ever made!" Li said as she leaned against the bars. As she leaned against them, she noticed her head popped through! She pulled it back, and looked at them again! She put her arm, and shoulder, and noticed part of her body was going through the bars! The idiot made the bars too spaced out! She was free! Then she remembered the cliff. Damn thing was a steep drop, and who knows if there were sharp rocks. That was when she heard medal moving! Magnus was on his way! "Oh to hell with it!" Miss Li said and slipped through the bars! "Miss Li, how are we? FANG FACE! GET HER!" Magnus shouted! "Ah, crap!" Miss Li said and jumped for it!
"Uh-oh." Sherman said as he watched her fall into the ocean. "Um, sorry boss." Sherman told Magnus. "Perfect. Everything is falling in place." Magnus said. "You mean, you wanted her to escape?" Sherman asked him. "Of coarse. Sheíll tell Barksdale, no matter how much she hates it, and weíll be able to get the mutant." Magnus said as he floated away. Sherman was walking toward the exit, when the bars straightened themselves! Tommy hit them head on with a loud CLANG! "HEY! WHAT GIVES?" Sherman asked Magnus. "Thatís for being such an idiot!" Magnus said and floated off. "What an ass!" Sherman said. "I HEARD THAT!" Magnusí voice boomed through out the room!
Noon, The School for Gifted People.The elevator door slowly opened, and revealed the lower corridors of the school. Daria just looked in awe as how it looked to be from the future, or Star Trek. Whichever came first. "So, which way is the medical wing?" Daria asked. "Down here." Jane said and led the way. Soon, the circle doors opened and showed a large medical bay with a CAT scan machine at one end, a closed off area that looked to be an operating room, and a couple of medical beds that gave body read outs. Trent was sound asleep on one of them. "How bad is he?" Daria asked Jane. "Now you canít tell anything was ever wrong with him. According to Jodie, it looked like he had done an Olympic Marathon when he got in here." Jane told her. Daria just slowly approached him and sat down beside the bed. Trent just stirred a little, and opened his eyes. "Hey, Daria. That was some kiss." Trent said to her. Daria just blushed as Jane tried her best not to laugh at the situation. "Um, Trent, about the kiss. It turns out I Ė well Ė took a little of your ability." Daria said. "Itís cool. Jodie already told me. Welcome to the club." Trent said. "You mean, youíre not upset at what happened?" Daria asked him. "Nah, it was pretty cool. Wouldnít mind doing it again." Daria just smirked. "Man, I just thought of something. I need to get with Mystic Spiral. We havenít rehearsed in about a week." Trent said as he was getting up. "Easy there, metal boy. We still donít know who sent Sherman after you two. Until further notice, your guitar strings are cut." Jane told him. "Drag." Was all Trent could say. "Yeah, too many wasted nights of playing with bickering idiots wasted." Daria said to herself. Trent laughed to himself, then coughed. "Listen, I hate to drag you two away from your romance, but Daria has to help Amy teach a class." Jane said to them. "What are you teaching?" Daria asked her. "Isnít it obvious? Art. By the way Trent, feel free to raid the fridge." Jane said. "Any beer?" Trent asked her. "Trent, this is a school for kids. Of coarse thereís beer. Just hidden." Jane told him as she Daria left. "Drag, I hate hide and seek." Trent said to himself.
Li slowly woke up from her long sleep. When her focused, she noticed she was washed up on shore. It was a nice beach, with the sun slowly coming up on the horizon. "Wow, itís even more boring than the paintings make it out to be. Now, I need to find out where I am! More importantly, I need to find a gun for that jerk in the helmet!" Li said as she got up and try to brush sand of her clothes. As she walked the beach, she spotted a man lying on a beach towel! "Finally! Some directions!" she said to herself! As she got nearer, she noticed the guy was naked, and needed to lose weight! "Ugh! They should make a law against people like that be nude on a beach! Mental note to self; capital punishment for nude fat people in public!" she said to herself. As she spotted a few more people, she also noticed they were naked!
"What the hell is this? A freak love in?" Li asked herself as she continued to walk. That was when she bumped into a well-built man carrying a floater for drowning swimmers. A lifeguard! She could finally report these nudists! "What are you doing, maíam?" he asked Miss Li. "Iím trying to find help, but there are naked people all over the place!" she told him. "Miss, this is a nude beach, thatís how people always are." He said. "Oh, well Iím sorry for my mistake. At least clothing is optional." She said. The lifeguard pointed to a sign. Miss Li read it, and was shocked at what it said! "NUDE BEACH RESORT! NUDITY IS MANDITORY UNDER PENALTY OF ARREST FOR TRESSPASSING!" "OH CRAP!" Miss Li said.
"Are you on the grounds?" the voice asked over the earpiece. "Yea, Iím in. You know, you should just let me go back to Liís campaign!" Mrs. Barch said as she sneaked in the bushes on the grounds for the School for Gifted People. "You can go back to political male bashing after this! Assume the form of one of the students, and get into the corridors below the school!" Magnus told Mrs. Barch. Barch scanned the entire grounds, at all the kids that were outside. Some were too small, and then others were too tall. Then she spotted her! The girl with black hair! She remembered her from Lawndale! Some artist! She would be perfect. "Iíve got a target. What about you?" Barch asked Magnus. "Iíll recruiting. Weíll talk afterward." Magnus said, and the transmission went out. Barch took a good look at Jane, and concentrated hard. Pretty soon, a Jane Lane with yellow eyes walked out of the bushes, and into the school.
Lawndale, 4 oíclock in the afternoon. "So it is official, The Fashion Club will hand over the torch to the traineeís we have been training since Quinnís cousin, or whatever, graduated." Sandi said over the audiotape. Quinn stopped it, and just remembered that day. That was so long ago, and Quinn was actually working at the restaurant and in college with her friend she made there. She still missed being with the Fashion Club; she was even missing the snob attitude of Sandi Griffin! Sandi was doing an internship the Cashmanís Headquarters; Sandi was working on an Associateís Degree at the community college. And Tiffany was actually modeling! Still, she couldnít help but be bored. She kind of wished Daria were around. Quinn felt too lonely in the house. Dad was at some convention, and Mom was handling stuff at her office. "Thatís it! I canít stand it!" Quinn said, and walked out of the house.
Quinn was now just enjoying the cool breeze on her face as she walked. Who knew so much could happen in so little time? Especially since this mutant stuff started happening. Turned out her boss was a mutant! Something with mind powers. His bosses fired him because of it! Mom was still thinking about taking him as a client. It was still so much for Quinn. She wondered who else were mutants? It was scary, you didnít know who could be one. If they were, would they be nice or really mean? Too many things to think about! It was giving Quinn a headache. "Why, if it isnít the youngest Morgendorffer. How are we today my Phoenix hair temptress?" An all too sickening voice asked. "Get lost Upchuck!" Quinn told him. "A little hard to get? I like that! For a while, at least." Upchuck said, until his car stopped! "What? This thing canít be dead! I just turned off the electric blanket twenty minutes ago!" Upchuck said as he pumped the gas.
"Nice try, Upchuck, but it isnít going to work!" Quinn said as she turned around. Quinnís eyes widened as her jaw dropped at the sight behind Charles. "What is it, Quinn? My stylish vehicle finally catch your eye?" Charles asked. Charles then noticed the shadow on his hood. When he turned, he shrieked like a little girl with a scrapped knee! He saw a man in blood red armor and a helmet floating over him. "Enough with your pitiful advances on the opposite sex!" the man said as he flipped his wrist, and Charles car floated off the ground! It was raised high enough to where Charles was eye level with armored man. "I have a proposal for you Charles. Or is it okay if I call you Reptile?" the man asked. "A-actually, I d-do mind?" Charles asked him. "Okay you little snot. How about just plain Frog?" he asked as he tightened his fist. As he did, the car began to fold, as if it was in a crusher! "Frog is just fine!" Charles said to him. "Good." Magnus said. Magnus then caught sight of the red headed girl. "Boo." He said to her.
"Eep!" was all Quinn said, before she vanished in a cloud of pink smoke! "Wow! That wasnít expected at all!" Magnus said. Back in Quinnís room, a cloud of pink smoke appeared! As soon as the pink smoke cleared, a wide-eyed Quinn just sitting on her bed. Quinn couldnít believe what just happened! The man in the suit, and just then! She appeared in her room! She was a- one of them! She needed to talk to someone! Someone who knew how it was to be different. Who didnít fit in! "DARIA!"
WHAM! Trent fell hard to the ground as the simulated blast knocked him on his butt! "Okay Trent, at least you sliced the robotís head off before it shot you this time." Amy said over the intercom in the Danger Room. "Is this an improvement?" Jane asked her. "It is, if youíre a three toed sloth." Amy told her. Amy then grabbed her head, and grimaced in great pain! "Holy Crap! AMY! Are you okay?" Jane asked, and mentally kicked herself for asking a stupid question! "I just heard the most obnoxious voice screeching in my head! It sounded like it was panicking! A since of worry, about not being popular?" Amy asked to herself. "I only know one being on Earth who matches that criteria. Better get the team together on this." Jane told her. "Why is that?" Amy asked as she recovered. "I think Quinn has joined ĎThe Outsiders.í" Jane said. "What about Daria?" Amy asked her.
"SHEíS WHAT?" Daria roared. "Your little sister is a mutant. Looks like we canít enjoy being better than her anymore." Jane told her as she packed her bags, and dragged out a few of Dariaís. "Why not? Our powers are probably better than hers!" Daria told her. "Actually, with her being a mutant, weíre pretty much equals. Different subject, Trent is coming along well with his training. I think." Jane said. "What about me? What did all those tests that Jodie took say?" Daria asked her. "You can touch people, just not when youíre emotional." Jane told her. "What do you mean by that?" Daria asked her. "You know, not when youíre excited or sad. Extreme emotional situations." Jane told her. "How did you find this out?" Daria asked her. "When you took my pen today. You touched my hand and nothing happened. And Jodie somehow used all that equipment stuff. Iím always wondering where they keep getting the money to buy this stuff." Jane said. "I thought you said she spoils herself with her powers now and then." Daria said to her. "I did. Iím just wondering whoís spoiling her." Jane said to her friend.
"Hey guys, we need to get going if weíre going to go by Greyhound." Jodie said as she popped into their room. "Give us a minute. Iím just trying to get over the fact that Quinn is actually a mutant. And to think that all this time, I thought she was just acting like one." Daria said. "Who all is going?" Daria asked. "You, Jane, Mack, and Trent." Jodie told them. "Why Trent?" Jane asked her. "He said something about a song book in a burned shoe box." Jodie told them. "Good old Trent, always thinking about his music." Jane said as she helped Daria pack her stuff. "I wonder how Mom and Dad will take all this." Daria said to herself.
Bus Terminal at 9:30 in the evening.The bus station was busy with active people. Some on cell phones, others were reading papers. Even Mack didnít look too out of place with his visor. "You got the tickets?" Daria asked Jane. "I only got two at the time. I got to wait in line to get another two." Jane told her. "Why did you only get two tickets?" Trent asked her. "Because, at the time, I thought it was only me and Mac. Weíre the only ones that go on these recruiting missions of ours. Anyway, you two can steal a moment by yourselves." Jane said with a smirk. "Donít worry, sheís even worse on the way." Mack told them as he followed her. "Do you have a guitar string so I can strangle your sister?" Daria asked her. "Sorry, fresh out. Besides, I liked the idea of just me and you." Trent said to Daria as they made way for the train. "Oh, really?" Daria asked as her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
"So all I got to do is create a diversion? What kind of mission is that?" Charles asked. "Itís important to the plan. Keep the two in there occupied while I get the mutant! Any screw ups, and Iíll see how far that tongue of yours can stretch!" Magnus said. "Okay, letís make some noise!" Sherman said as they walked into the station.
"NEXT!" the man in the ticket booth called. "Finally!" Mack said as he was looking at the schedule. Lane was finally getting tickets, while Mack made sure they were getting on the right bus. "I like your sunglasses." A voice said. Mack looked around. And saw a boy with an ice cream cone. "Thanks, man." Mack told him. "Are you a Terminator?" he asked him. "No, my eyes are sensitive to light. These are special sun glasses." Mack told him. "Oh, okay. Just as long as your not a bad robot." The boy said as he ate his ice cream. Mack smiled at the boyís response. He wished he were that simple minded again. "Come on, honey. We donít want to miss our bus!" his mom said as she got him by his free arm. "Evening, maíam." Mack said to her, being polite. She took a brief look at Mack, and hurried her son along. "Mutant Freak!" she said to herself as she walked away. Mack now felt hurt. He still hadnít gotten used to the fear and loathing some people had for him. All because he was just because he was different than everybody else. Now he knew what his dad and grandfather felt like during the Civil Rights Movement. That feeling just sucked!
"Sherman, are you in place?" Charles asked into the headset. "Check Frogie." Sherman said. "Then letís do it." Charles said. He took a quick look around, and jumped! He hit the ceiling, and stuck there! He had a clear view of everything! He could see Jane and Mack, as well as Sherman heading to his target! All he had to do was move closer!
"That much? I didnít have to pay that much money on-line!" Jane said. "Prices are different on the web. Blame the people who run this place." The teller said, looking bored out of his skull. "All right, you money grabbing Scrooge!" Jane said as she was pulling the money out. "Hey, you want to go out?" a voice said behind her. "Not again." Jane said as she started to turn around. "Listen, Pal, I" Jane said as she saw the face of the man behind her. "Remember me, cutie?" Sherman said and made a grab for her! "Hey! You trying to retrain me or have a good time?" Jane said as she felt his claw like hands on her breasts. "Maybe both." He said in his arrogance. "To think, I felt sorry when I thought you were dead. Boy, was I stupid!" Jane said, and kicked him in the crotch! "Ow!I wish they had covered those with that metal stuff!" Sherman said as he went down on his knees! Mack took notice of the situation when he heard a soprano sing a high note! "Damn it! Hold on, Jane!" Mack said as he made his way for her!
Without warning, he felt a slimy slap across his face! As he looked around, he noticed the rood over head exploded in a blast of energy! HIS VISOR HAD FALLEN OFF! "NO NOT AGAIN!" Mack screamed and closed his eyes, then covered them with his hands! "MACK!" Jane screamed and made her way toward him! Jane then felt a vice like grip clasp around her throat from behind! "Not so fast, bitch! Iím not done with you yet! ĎDamn! I didnít expect him to recover so quickly!í Jane thought! "Canít get me now, can you?" he asked as he turned her to face him! ""Actually, I thought Iíd taser your ass!" she said. "Huh?" was all Sherman asked.
He then saw Janeís eyes turn white, and heard the sound of wind from above his head! He looked through the hole in the roof; he saw clouds gathering, and lightning starting to flash! "Youíre not!" he said, before a massive bolt of lightning hit him in the chest like a batterinng ram, making him let go of Jane and sending him flying through the wall! "Teach you to call me a bitch!" Jane told him as she saw a hulking body smoldering. "Whoa!" was all Sherman could say.
"You know, you donít have to sit so far away." Trent said to Daria. "What do you mean? Iím sitting right next to you." Daria told him. "I didnít mean physically." Trent said. "Oh. Well, Iím just nervous about, you know." Daria told him. "Listen Daria, Jane told me about your powers. Itís cool. At least you donít always drain people all the time." Trent told her. "Thatís true. Trent, why did you kiss me last night?" Daria asked him. "It felt right. Tell you the truth, I always liked you. Since that day we went to Alternapoloza. I just didnít do anything about it because of the age thing." Trent told her. "Oh, that." Daria said. "Then you dated Tom, and I thought that was good, since he isnít as screwed up as me." Trent told her. "Trent, youíre not screwed up. Not that much at least." Daria said. Trent gave his usual laugh, then cough. "Besides, Iím sure Amy can give you a job teaching. I heard it pays well." Daria said to him. "Iíll think about it. I want to mainly find out where I got the cheese knives." Trent said as he popped his knuckles. "To find out why they did that?" Daria asked him. "No, to find my guitar. That was the only one I had, and I canít afford another one." Trent said. ĎFigures.í Daria thought to herself.
Daria found herself slamming against Trent as the bus was rocked to the left, hard! Everyone looked, and saw the lights go out! "Whatís happening?" Daria asked. "Earthquake?" Trent guessed, concerned. The driver then passed them, screaming! He crouched in the back of the bus, whimpering. "Whatís with him?" Trent asked. Then the sound of metal twisting was heard through out the bus! When Daria and Trent looked forward, the Front end was ripped into pieces! As the metal tore on itís own, a figure in blood red and dark purple armor floated into the bus, with a flowing dark purple cape. "There you are. Iíve been looking all over for you." Magnus said as he looked at Daria and Trent. Trent got up from his seat, looking pissed as hell! "You want me, youíre going to have to try it in pieces!" Trent said as he extended his claws! Magnus pointed his hand out, and Trent stiffened! Trent then floated up, and was still looking at Magnus. "Such an idiot! I want your girlfriend!" Magnus said as Dariaís eyes bulged out of her head! "Try it and Iíll!"
"Try what? You canít do anything to me! Now, piss off!" Magnus said, and straightened his hand! "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Trent shouted as he shot through the bus like a bullet out of a gun, and through the back end, crashing into the bus behind them! ĎCome on, Morgendorffer, think of something!í Daria thought to herself! She had one idea, and hoped she was scared enough to do it! She took a leap at Magnus, and tried to make a grab for his face behind the opening in the helmet! Magnus caught her, and Daria could just see his eyes! "Nice try, sweetie! An A+ in effort, but an F in succeeding." Magnus said, and sprayed her with knock out gas. "Frog, Fang Face, Target captured. Return to base." Magnus said, and floated out with Daria.
"Man, did anyone catch the number on that MAC truck that hit me?" Sherman asked as he stood up. "Quit goofing off, moron! We can head back to HQ." Charles said as he jumped off the groggy Sherman. "Man, did you step in something?" Sherman asked as he got to his feet. Jane was trying to get Mack to uncover his eyes. "Mack, drop the hands!" Jane said. "I canít! I donít want you to get burned!" he said. "Mack, Iíve got an extra pair of your sunglasses in my pocket. Unless you want to be blinder than a Fashion model, drop your hands. Jane fished out the spare sunglasses, and slipped on Mackís face. "Better?" Jane asked him. "Yeah. Now I feel like frying a pain in the ass!" Mack said as they went after Sherman and Charles!
Sherman and Charles were through the door, when the steps they were on caved in! When they looked up from the hole they were in, they saw with his hand on a pair of red sunglasses. "Say Jane, Do you prefer Original Recipe or Extra Crispy?" Mack asked her. "Extra, EXTRA, Crispy." Jane answered. Mack was about to lift his sunglasses, when the doors slammed shut on them! "Not today!" Magnus said. "HOLD IT!" a voice, shouted as the sounds of bullets being loaded into the chambers of different guns was echoed into the not so silent night. The three turned to see most of the local police force. "You simple chimps and your damn dirty guns!" Magnus said.
All the guns flew out of the hands of the officers, some were bent beyond recognition, and the rest of the other guns were aimed at the police. "Now who has the upper hand?" Magnus asked them. Magnus was then surprised when Charles grabbed him by the throat, and began to squeeze! "Let them go, Magnus!" Charles said. "Let go of me, Frog!" Magnus said. "I-I canít! Something isnít letting me use my own body! Rowl!" Charles said. Magnus then scanned the crowd, and spotted a black sports car with the hood up! "I KNOW OF ONLY ONE MUTANT WHO CAN DO THIS! WHY DONíT YOU TALK TO ME YOURSELF!" Magnus shouted. He was surprised to see Amy come out of the car in her chair, and roll up to him. "All right, you bastard. What do you want with my niece?" Amy asked him. "I simply need her for a little project. She shouldnít get hurt." Magnus told her.
Magnus then noticed the way Amy Barksdale kept looking at him, and felt a slight buzz in his head. "Nice try, Amy. This little helmet isnít just a fashion accessory. It keeps that big head of yours out of where it doesnít belong." Magnus told her. "Look whoís talking. Your head is so big; it could lift the Eiffel Tower of the ground." Amy told him. "Always the Cynic. Youíve havenít changed at all, Amy. Always the same and always predicable. Now let me go, or Iíll make sure Daria here isnít so pristine when you get her back!" Magnus told her. Soon, Frog let go of Magnusí throat. "Thank you, Amy. WE will meet again." Magnus said. Soon, a metal disk formed under them from all the guns and ammo and lifted them into the air. "Everyone, Quinn will have to wait. We have an emergency!" Amy said as the cops were trying to figure out what the hell had just happened!
The School for Gifted People, 9:40 in the evening. The elevator door opened to reveal Jane. As she stepped outside, she melted into the form of a walking Amy Barksdale. She walked to a large sealed door, with a blue circle in the center. She sat down in front of it, and the blue circle lit up. It shined in her eye for about five seconds, then cut out. "Welcome Miss Barksdale." A voice said that sounded an awful lot like the lead singer of The Who. As she entered, she saw a large sphere room, with a control panel and a helmet in the center. As soon as she took the first step, a gangplank extended and connected to the platform in the center of the room. "Very clever." The figure said as melted back into the form of Mrs. Barch. She looked at the panel, looking for something Magnus had described to her. On the right side of the panel, next to the helmet, was an eject button. "This is too easy." Mrs. Barch said. She pressed the button, and a CD popped out. She took it out, and just dropped it to the bottom of the room. She then placed a different CD that she had with her. Once that was done, she quickly got out of there as one of the other students.
10:30 in the evening. "I THOUGHT YOU TOLD ME HE WAS AFTER ME!" Trent yelled as he slashed a wall in the living room! "I didnít say that! I just thought it was a possibility with your condition." Amy told him. "WELL NOW THAT ASS HAS DARIA, AND THAT JERK SHERMAN TRIED TO ICE MY SISTER! I WANT THEIR HIDES!" Trent shouted! Jane was honestly freaked at seeing her brother like this! She mainly had seen him as not trying to use that much energy, but to see him in a blind rage was honestly terrifying! Everybody else was also freaked! Amy just tried to calm him down. "Isnít there anything we can do to track her?" Jodie asked Amy. "I donít know. That helmet blocks my telepathy. I only heard something about Washington thatís it. Of course, I could track one of his idiots." Amy said.
Within a few minutes, they were in front of what Amy called ĎThe Vault.í The doors opened after scanning her eyes, and let her in. As soon as she was in, the doors closed. Everyone else was in the hall, just waiting on her. "What is that place?" Trent asked them. "The Vault. She can track any mutant, and just about find out their power. Thatís how she found us." Jodie told Trent. "Why arenít we in there?" Trent asked her. "She doesnít know what affects it will have if there is anyone else in there. So unless you want to risk your brain being fried, go on ahead." Jodie said. "Too late. His brain is already fried." Jane said, trying to lighten the moment. "No offence Jane, but shut up!" Trent said. Jane was a little taken back, and hurt, by hearing him saying that. But she got over it when she thought about where he was coming from. She was hoping she could find Daria soon.
Amy rolled to the platform, and stopped. She put on the helmet, and started to flip a few switches, and started to think. "Letís get to work. She said as she looked around to see if everything was running. The walls were starting to light up, so that meant the machine was warming up. As she looked down, she saw a silver light. As she tried to make it out, it looked like a CD. What was a CD doing in there? She was about to stop the machine, when the WARNING light started to flash around the CD port. "OH CRAP!" she said! As she reached for the helmet, Britney Spears music echoed through the room! Amy grimaced in pain as it echoed the room and into her head! She threw off the helmet, and hit the alarm button! The machine shut down, and the walkway extended!
When the alarm echoed through the hall, Jodie, Mack, and Jane had a look of panic! The doors opened and they rushed in! They saw Amy clutching her head! A twisted look of pain was on her face as they got to her. "Damn it! Damn it!" she said. "Whatís wrong?" Trent asked. "Something went wrong with the machine!" Jodie said as she tried to examine Amy. "CRAP! NO WONDER!" Jane shouted! They turned to see her pull out the CD from the panel. "This is Britney Spears!" Jane shouted toward them! "So?" Trent asked. "The only music that helps Amy concentrate in here is music by The Who! With that crap, she probably has a major headache!" Jodie told him! "WHOA! Thatís just cruel and unusual!" Trent said to them. "Get her to the medical bay! I need some ice, and some Advil on the double! Jodie told them as they wheeled her out.
11:00 in the evening. Amy was lying on a bed with an ice pack on her head, trying to sleep. "Iíve got the right CD in there now. Someone threw it down to the floor of the Vault." Jodie told them as she entered the room. "Now what do we do?" Jane asked her. "I donít know. She mumbled something before I gave her the Advil. Empire something." Jodie told them. "Empire Records, maybe?" Mack asked them. Everyone just gave him a look. "Sorry, it was all I could think of." Mack told them. "Thatís it! Iím blowing out of here!" Trent said and walked toward the elevator! "Trent, where are you going to go? We need to stick together on this!" Jane said as she followed him out. "Yeah, right! Thatís worked so far!" Trent said. "Trent, quit acting like this and try to think clearly on this!" Jane told him. "I CANíT! Not while Daria is out there! I love her! Iíve always loved her! Now that I know she loves me, Iím not going to let some jerk hurt her!" Trent said at his sister. Jane couldnít help but finally hear Trent loved Daria, but had to stick with the matter at hand.
Trent opened the elevator door, and got the shock of his life to see a naked Miss Angela Li in front of him! "Um, is Amy Barksdale here?" she asked Trent. "Iíll take you to her, as long as you put on clothes first!" Trent told her. "Sounds fair." Miss Li said.
"I donít want to know how you ended up naked in my elevator, but I do want to know why you are in my school." Amy told her. "It was all the fault of some sick mutant named Magnus! Him and his Organization of Superior Mutants!" Li said as she made sure her robe was tied together well! "Magnus? Guy in armor and a helmet? Dorky looking cape?" Jane asked her. "Thatís him! The idiot flashed a light in my face! I have no clue why! Anyway, I found out the bars were too wide, and I slipped out! For some reason, I just thought I had to come here! I was hiding up here when I saw Miss Lane exit the elevator a few hours ago!" Miss Li told them. "What time was Ďa few hours ago?í" Amy said. "I think around nine thirty." Miss Li told them. "Barch! She must be the one who sabotaged The Vault!" Jodie said. "Jodie, access her thoughts." Amy said. "Why?" Jodie asked her. "I want to know more about this flash light that knocked Magnus on his ass! And my head ache is still killing me!" Amy told them. "Okay. Miss Li, this wonít hurt a bit." Jodie said to her as she touched her head. "Wait just a minute!" Miss Li said, but too late. Jodie was looking into her head. After a short while, Jodie took her hand away. "It looked like a pen light. It looked like it was giving off radiation." Jodie said. "Mutation! Trying to activate mutation!" Amy said to herself. "Obviously it didnít work! The damn thing almost blinded me!" Li said. "Still, why take Daria?" Trent asked them. "He doesnít know it doesnít work. Heís going to use it to try and turn people into mutants!" Mack said. "And since it doesnít work, itís going to blind people instead!" Jane told them. "Iíll be back." Jodie said and left the room.
Mack went out into the hall to talk to her, just in time to see her walk into The Vault! "JODIE! NO!" Mack said as he ran for the door! The door closed on him before he could get inside, locking him out! "JODIE! DONíT DO IT! YOU DONíT KNOW HOW IT WILL REACT TO YOU! JODIE!" Mack shouted!
Jodie flipped on the switches, and made sure the CD player was working. She slipped on the helmet, and activated the machine. The room started to glow; indicating the machine was warming up. All of a sudden, she heard the intro to teenage wasteland echoing through out the room, and in her head! It was actually relaxing her too! As soon as the piano kicked in, the room looked as if it broke apart, and showed a planetarium view of the world! She thought about the humans, and little silver lights lit up the continents! She then thought about mutants, and then gold colored lights replaced the silver colored lights. "Wow!" Jodie said. Jodie then thought about Daria, trying to find Daria. Then the map zoomed in on Washington D.C. and then straight to the Washington monument! Then, it went inside where it showed Daria tied to a machine, Tommy Sherman, Charles Ruttheimer III, and Magnus! They were all inside the Washington Monument! Now how does she deactivate this thing? Oh crap, itís worth a try. ĎFind Amy Barksdaleí she thought. As soon as it found her, she saw Amy say, "Jodie, just hit the off switch!" "Oops." Jodie said, and switched it off. As soon as the doors opened, Mack came racing toward her, giving her a bear hug! "What were you doing in there?" he asked her. "Theyíre inside Washington Monument." Jodie told them.
"Can this thing get there in time?" Trent asked them. "You bet your ass it can, Big Brother." Jane told them. "Jane, weíre going to need some cover." Mack told Jane. "The Ice Woman Cometh." Jane told them as she and Mack fired up the jet. Trent was still trying to get use the feel of the Navy Blue jump suit. "You guys go out in these things?" he asked them. "What? Do you want black leather instead?" Mack asked him. "Nah, I see him more in just yellow spandex." Jane told them. Trent replied to both of their remarks by extending his middle claw on both hands. "Flattery gets you no where. Now letís go show Magnus what weíre made of." Jane said. The hanger doors above the jet opened up, and the jet elevated itself up until it was clear from the school grounds, and shot off like a rocket while being covered by a strange blizzard!
Washington D.C. "Is everything ready?" Magnus asked them. "Looks good. Out of curiosity, what do we do with the lovely Miss M?" Charles asked his leader. "Weíll drop off with her parents, and let their family court decide what happens." Magnus said while looking at a conscious Daria. "You unimaginable bastard!" she said with loathing in her voice. "I hope you have fun." Magnus said. "Just what do you plan on doing with me?" Daria asked him. "I get it, this where I explain my plan and where I think Iím going to win. Then the good guys show up and spoil everything. Iím not that stupid, Daria. I know just as much about Irony as you do. No good crappy twist of fate! ALWAYS COMES BACK TO BIT ME IN THE ASS!" Magnus shouted. "Not this day. Fang Face, Barch! Weíve got company coming!" Magnus said. "Paranoid, isnít he?" Daria asked Upchuck. "Daria, you donít how Paranoid. Listen, Iím hoping you donít get hurt, but heís threatening to turn me into a unic!" Charles told her. "Listen Upchuck, what does this thing do?" she asked him. "I donít know much, but itís supposed to turn normal people into mutants. From I heard, it knocked Magnus on his butt, so he had to find another battery." Charles told her. "Me? Why me? Oh yeah, I have that stupid power of mine!" she said to herself. "Letís just hope your friends get here in time." Charles told her.
The jet landed softly, and the four heroes went out to save their friend. "Be on your guard. The goon squad is probably lurking around here some where." Mack said to them. "Wait a minute." Trent said. Trent smelled the air, and smelled something familiar. "You smell that?" Trent asked them. "Smell what?" Jodie asked Trent. "It smells like cheap perfume, and science class." Trent said. "Barch." Jane said. "I can track her. I handle Miss Science, you handle the other geeks." He said as he walked of toward the viewing pond. "Trent!" Jane said.
"Jane, can you get rid of the snow storm?" Mack asked her. "Sorry about that." Jane said as the storm disappeared. As soon as it lifted, they saw Trent walking back. "You find her already?" Jane asked him. "Nah, I lost the scent around the water." He told them. Behind his back, his fist balled up, and extended his claws! "AAHH!" came a shout as a figure tackled Trent to the ground! When both stood up, they were both Trent! "DAMN IT!" Jane said as they saw two Trents fighting it out! "GET DARIA! IíLL TAKE CARE OF Ė IT!" one of them shouted. "You heard him, letís go!" Mack said as the rest of them took off in a sprint. Both fighters were slashing and clawing at each other! No hits so far! Both were getting aggravated at being mimes! "You know, I thought you hate men!" Trent told the copy. "I do! So what?" he asked the original Trent. "So why the hell are you looking like one?" Trent asked it. "CRAP! YOUíRE RIGHT!" the Trent copy shouted and melted into Mrs. Barch! When she looked up, she got a fist in the face! Barch went down!
As she tried to regain her senses, she could make out Trentís shape. "That was for giving me Fís for no reason!" Trent told her. "You were a lousy student, and you were a man!" she shouted at him. "No excuse." he said. "Barch then kicked him in the crotch, but Trent didnít move! "What gives?" she asked out loud. "A cup! Greatest idea a jock ever thought of!" Trent said as they went back to fighting! "I AM NOT LETTING SOME MAN WIN TODAY!" she said as she tried to get Trent into a sleeper hold!
"BARCH!" a gruff voice shouted from behind them both. They both turned to see a shirtless, very dirty, Mr. DeMartino. "What the hell are you doing here! I dropped you off into the woods to freeze!" she told him. "You made TWO mistakes, Barch! ONE was leaving your HEADSET with me!" he told her. "The other?" she asked him. "The OTHER is dealing WITH A BAD ASS MUTANT!" DeMartino said as his skin began to change color and harden! Soon, Mr. DeMartino stood as a buff, shining steel mutant. "Holy crap!" Trent said as his eyes almost popped out of his head. "LETíS DANCE!" DeMartino shouted. Barch charged at him screaming, with DeMartino charged her shouting! Only thing Trent made out was the sound of a medal CLANG! And a very pissed off Mrs. Barch flying through the sky like a rocket and landing in the reflecting pool! "I always DIDNíT like that woman!" Mr. DeMartino said. "Thanks man. I need to go save my girlfriend now." Trent said. "Iíll help. Iíve got a BONE to pick with that TIN PLATED JERK!" Mr. DeMartino said and followed Trent.
"Secure the perimeter, letís try and figure out where they are." Mack said. They split up, and Jane was rushing to find a way in! "Come on, whereís a damn opening?" Jane asked. Then she felt something slimy slap her on the ass! "What the hell?" Jane asked as she spun around! There was the little frog known as Upchuck! "Why the beautiful Miss Lane! What a nice surprise!" Charles said. "Time to send this toad to the science lab!" Jane said as she balled her fists! Charles took a running leap, and slammed his feet into her chest, knocking her to the ground! "Not so easy this time! Too bad about your friend Daria too!" Charles said as he inched closer to Jane. Jane eyes popped open with glowing white eyes! For a minute, it looked as if she had headlights! She got up, with the mother of all thunder storms brewing above them! Then she actually lifted herself off the ground! She was floating! "I always wondered what Frog Legs tasted like! FRY YOU LITTLE SICK FREAK!" Jane shouted as Charles got a huge lightning bolt up the ass! That sent him flying up into the sky, and into the storm clouds! Lightning lit the clouds in different parts, and the cries of a poor schnook were heard! Then the something smoldering landed right into the reflection pond, next to an unconscious Mrs. Barch! "Loser!" Jane said as her eyes returned to normal, and she landed on her feet. "Jane, what was that?" Mack asked over their Comm systems. "Nothing. Just a annoyance that I got rid of." Jane said.
They all met at the foot of the reflecting pond, along with Trent and Mr. DeMartino in tow. They got a brief shock from seeing him, then snapped out of it. "Any luck?" Mack asked. "None what so ever." Jane told them. "Everybody LEAVE!" Mr. DeMartino told them. "Why?" Jodie asked him. "Because I CANíT move!" he said. "Me neither." Trent said. Soon, both got pulled upward and through the monument! Before the other three could react, all three of their heads came crashing together!
When they woke up, they were at the spot in the monument where Mr. DeMartino and Trent had been pulled. Mr. DeMartino was stuck to the wall, and Trent was strapped with medal beams, with his fists pointing at his chest! Jane looked, and saw Jodie and Mack strapped to the wall, with Mack facing Jodie without his visor! Mack was also starting to wake up! "MACK! KEEP YOUR EYES CLOSED! YOUR VISORíS OFF!" Jane shouted. Mack gasped and kept his eyes closed. "Whereís Jodie?" he asked Jane. "In front of you." She told him. "Oh, snap!" Mack said, and closed his eyes tighter! "A nice happy family! Just what I vision from the start!" Magnus said as he stepped out of a corner. "You jerk!" Mack said through clenched teeth. "I just want to make sure no one interrupts my plans." Magnus told them. "Your Ė your machine doesnít work. Miss Li is still normal." Jodie said. "Nice bluff. The prototype should work! By now sheís a full mutant! Soon, with the nationís capitol as one of us, they will have no choice to accept us!" Magnus said. "Okay, hereís a few problems. One, your plan will just ignite a war between humans and mutants. And two, the damn thing doesnít work! Youíll just be blinding the damn city!" Jane told him. "And third, if you believed in any of that sanctimonious crap, it would be you in there and not DARIA!" Trent told him through clenched teeth. "My dear young man, she wonít be harmed. Sheíll feel like she has the worldís biggest hang over, but she wonít be harmed. Now excuse me, I have work to do!" Magnus said, and headed to the top of the monument! "Well, if it ainít taser lady! Canít get me now, can you?" Sherman said as he was fixing to try and grope Jane again. "LEAVER HER ALONE SHERMAN!" Trent shouted, fixing to go in rage mode again. "Who cares, numb nuts! You canít do anything! Maybe Iíll try out that Misery Chic girl of yours!" Sherman said. That pushed Trent over the edge! His face turned red, his teeth bared, and his veins bulged! He let out a huge roar of anger, and his claws extended and went through him! Trent hung there by his claws, with his restraints broken. He retracted his claws, fell to the floor, and lay still.
"Whoa! The moron killed himself!" Sherman said while the others were unable to say anything. Sherman went over to check Trent out, only to get three claws in the crotch! Sherman let out a yell so high; it would have shattered glass! Then Trent sank his other claws into Shermanís gut! With one loud yell, he threw Sherman out of the monument! Trent watched as Sherman hit the pool, causing a small wave that washed the other two unconscious forms onto the shore. "Why do they hit that damn pool? Is it a magnet for losers?" Trent asked himself. He then cut away the others bonds, and yanked Mr. DeMartino down from the wall. Mr. DeMartino then turned back into his normal old self. "Theyíre at the top, how do I get there?" Trent asked them. "Iíve got an idea." Jodie said as she picked up Mackís fallen visor and gave it back to him.
Daria was now a little scared. She was sitting in some kind of cage that looked like the glass elevator from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Just no glass or fancy buttons! Then Magnus showed up in front of her! "Well, your friends are here. Unfortunately, theyíre a little tied up!" Magnus said as he opened his palms. The medal rope around Dariaís wrists forced her to stand up. Magnus then removed his gloves and touched Daria! Daria could feel massive power shoot through her like a river! A real Rush! Then, her hands felt something pull them down! She latched onto the handles, and machine started to glow! Magnus let go in time to see Sherman be thrown out of the hole in the monument, and fall into the pool! "Why those little!" Magnus said. He was weak, but had to fight! He got his gloves back on and stood up. When looked, he saw a flying person! No, it was a person in a small tornado! As soon as it stopped, then person landed on Magnus! "Surprise!" Trent said and punched him in the gut! Trent extended his claws, and cut the machine to crap! "NO!" Magnus shouted! "Why you! Iíll!" Magnus started, but then stopped! He saw Daria, her hands pointed at him! "Use me as a battery? I DONíT THINK SO!" Daria shouted.
"Is anything happening up there?" Mack asked Jodie. "I canít tell." Jodie told him. Tha6tís when Magnus plowed through the roof and landed hard on the floor! "I think I need an aspirin." Magnus moaned. They looked to see Daria float down with Trent beside her. Trent grabbed Magnus by the collar, and had his fist balled and clawed extended! "You have kidnapped, tortured, and tried to harm my sister and my girlfriend! Not to mention my other friends! Plus, You donít even have my guitar! I donít why I shouldnít pierce your head!" Trent said, his face was red. "Trent, donít." Jane, Daria, and everybody else were saying. Trent shouted, threw his fist, and retracted his claws at the last minute! Magnus landed on the ground face first, while his helmet flew out the hole in the wall. "Letís see who this Turkey really looks like." Mack said as he and Trent turned him over. Everyone automatically gasped at the sight they saw! "Whoa!" was all Trent could say. "It couldnít be!" Jane said astonished. "I canít believe this!" Daria said as she saw the villainís face.
"MOM?" Daria asked as she saw her dazed and confused mother wipe away blood from her lip. "Hi sweetie. I suppose a bribe wonít help this time, will it?" she asked. "I think Amy is going to have a cow when she finds this out.
Four days later."The scans show some abandoned outpost near the spot you left your van. From what I can see, the van is okay. Maybe the outpost is where they did the experiment on you." Amy told him. "What about the guitar?" Trent asked her. "From what I can see, itís still in the same shape you left it." Amy told him. "Good, because I still need it for my band." Trent said. "Trent, thanks for helping Daria." Amy told him. "Hey, I love her, man. I just did what I thought was right." Trent told her. "You did good. You saved many people from blindness, and showed that sibling rivalry can cause a person to become a super villain." Amy said to him. "No kidding! Howís Daria and her sister?" Trent asked her as they went to the elevator. "Itís pretty hard on them. Quinn is embarrassed about being a mutant, and the daughter of a convict. Let alone a mutant convict. Daria, however, is taking it a day at a time. She still canít believe she threw her own mother down a few stories in a National Monument!" Amy said. "I almost stabbed her with these cheese knives! It still feels like a dream." Trent said as they went up, and into the main lobby area. "Well, we do the best we can." Amy told him. "Thanks again." Trent said as he walked toward the living room. There, he saw Jane and Daria watching TV and talking.
On the TV, it showed a happy faced Miss Li walking down the halls of congress with a bandaged up aid. The aid looked like the invisible man! "Congresswoman Li! Whatís your stance on the mutant problem?" a reporter asked her. "From recent situations, I can say that there is no mutant problem. I can admit when Iím wrong! Come on Frog, I mean Charlie!" Miss Li said as she put a hand on her jaw! "Look at that!" Mack said and paused it with the Tivo. In the frozen frame, Miss Liís eyes were yellow! "Damn it! Itís Barch!" Jane said. "How much you want to bet that isnít the invisible man with her?" Daria asked them. Trent did his usual laugh, then cough. Daria and Jane turned and saw Trent standing there. They both went to talk to him. "Where you heading now, stranger?" Jane asked him. "To get my guitar. Listen Jane, sorry about telling you to shut up." Trent said to her. "Hey, water under the bridge! I completely understand. Do it again, and Iíll make you reenact the Donner Party!" Jane said with a smirk. Trent smiled and hugged her. He then looked at Daria. "You were planning on saying goodbye, werenít you?" Daria asked him. "To Jane, but not to you." He told her. "W-why is that?" she asked him. "Because Iím bringing you with me." He said with a smile. Daria just looked frozen then smiled too. "Let me get my coat." She said as she ran upstairs. "Youíre serious, huh?" Jane asked him. "I donít want to lose her. I also want to keep her safe." He told Jane. "I bet you will." She said to him. "Oh, whatís with the white streak in her hair?" Trent asked Jane. "The new ĎMutantí Fashion club, with Quinnís leadership, did that in her sleep. She got even though." Jane said to him. "How?" Trent asked her. "She pasted a few spots of cat hair on Quinn, and it made her think she was growing hair because of her ability." Jane said with a smile. "Cool." Trent said.
"Ready to go." Daria said as she came down the stairs with her green jacket. "Cool." He said as they headed toward the door. "Weíll be back soon, Jane." Daria told her. "Iíll be here old friend!" Jane said as the door closed. A few minutes later, she saw Trent and Daria ride of on a motorcycle through the living room window. "HEY THATíS MY BIKE!" Mack shouted as he saw them ride past the windows. Jane couldnít help but crack up laughing.
"Amy, doesnít it wake you up in the middle of the night, wondering that the government will come and take everyone of your students away?" Helen asked her sister as they played checkers. "You know Helen, it actually does. Almost all the time." Amy told her sister as she jumped a few of her pieces. "What do you think then?" Helen asked her as she made a few moves. "Iím going to feel so sorry for the dumb bastard that tries to take my students." She said as Amy jumped a few more pieces. "Amy, thank you for watching Daria, and coming here." Helen said. "Hey, what are sisterís for. Any luck on that appeal?" Amy asked her. "Nothing yet, but I can be mean when I want to be." She told her. "As we all saw those few days ago." Amy mentioned. "Very funny. You know, Amy, there is going to be a war between them and us. And Iím going to be ready, and protect my girls." Helen told her. "And Iím always going to be here, keeping an eye on you and everybody else. Iím willing to help those who need it. Iíll see you around, Dear Sister." Amy said as she rolled out of the plastic legal office/prison cell her sister was in. When Helen looked at the board, she saw Amy had wiped out most of the pieces and made it to her side of the board. "King you." Helen said and started to put it up. "Oh, whereís the real Miss Li?" Helen asked Amy. "I have no idea!" Amy told her.
Somewhere out there, on a nice warm beach, a nude Miss Li lies on the sand enjoying her tan. Knowing her revenge would begin in a short period of time.
THE LAWNDALE FACTOR
End of Part One.
LF2: The Outcasts