Kim tossed and turned on her bed, unable to get back to sleep.
Sighing she got up and cleaned herself up and headed back down to the kitchen.

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"Still can't sleep?" Emma said to Kim as she finished her last cup of oj. She went over to the sink and rinsed it out.
"What's the matter Kim? You've seem...troubled lately." Emma said, "You don't have to tell me since I'm 'just a kid'. But if you want to, I'm a good listener.

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Margaret satred reading the news paper. But dropped it, eyes wide and scared. There in the picture of the opening of a building downtown was the woman who killed her parents. Clara Nate. She just stood there not paying attentio to around her, not hearing the consered voices of Kim or Emma, just looking at the face of the woman, the eyes the at wiked at her before leaving.

Ronja held on to John as he carried her over to the couch. She winced as her sore foot touched the furniture. "I don't know what happened, I was just going up the stairs and I must have stepped on something" she said through clenched teeth. "I tried to get the thing out but it hurt too much" she said and groaned. She looked down on the floor and could see a wee puddle of dark crimson fluid. "Ugh now my blood is dripping all over the floor too" she said and sighed.

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"Never mind about that..."
He looked at and winced. It was pretty deep. John raised his hand to say "Wait." and he ran off to find a medi kit. He came back and opened it up.
"I'm too good with these kid, but I'll try my best."
He picked a pencil and put it length ways in her mouth.
"So you don't bite your tounge off."
He went back to the foot and took hold of it with one hand and grabbed the metal with the other.
"Ready? 3, 2 ,1"
He pulled it out with ease.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Ronja let out a cry of pain as the piece of metal was pulled out. Her teeth bore into the pencil in her mouth and she tried her hardest not to cry, she didn't want to seem like a sensitive little kid in front of the big tough guy but a single tear managed to escape from her bloodshot eyes and slowly trickled down her cheek. She breathed heavily. "Thank you" she said while still gripping the pencil with her teeth.

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Kim looked over at Emma.
"Thanks, but I'll be okay. Just a bout of insomnia, I'll get over it." she put on her best smile until she heard a cry of pain. She shot up from her chair and ran towards the sound.
Looking in she saw Ronja lying on a couch with John at her feet. A small pool of blood under one of her feet.
"Ouch, Hey you okay? Or is that a stupid question"

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John got to work with wrapping the wound in the bandages.
"No worries."
He looked to Kim.
"Well in my professional opnion, I think she'll be fine."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Kim let out a sigh of relief.
"I'll go get something to clean that up" she said pointing at the pool of blood.
"Ororo'll have a fit if there's a stain in the carpet" she winked as she turned to head back to the kitchen.

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As Mary noticed the girl on the couch, her foot bleeding heavily. She glanced at her and finally asked quietly, "How did you do that ?", her tone of voice lacking any concern.
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Aurore weaved through the many streets as she finally arrived at the mansion. She noticed maroon liquid vaguely staining the entrance and she bit her bottom lip, worried.
"Blood...", she whispered to herself, haring over to the sofa.

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Bolivar Trask watched his monitor with great interest. He leaned in and began to type on his keyboard.
A voice came over the speakers.
"Mutant signature allocated. Next move sir?"

"Track the mutant signature. Detain. If you run into problems...elminate them." Trask replied darkly.

"Affirmative" was the only reply back to Trask.

A sly smile crossed Bolivars lips as he muttered quietly to himself
"At last, a true test"

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Ronja looked at Kim apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing such a mess and trouble" she said. She sighed inwardly. This would mean she would have to take it easy for awhile and probably not go outside too much and she knew they would probably scold at her for always running around barefoot especially now that something like this happened. She looked up as she heard Margaret's voice. "I stepped on a piece of metal outside, hurts like *beep*" she said and winced as John tightened the bandage around her foot.

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.*+I'VE MET ANTIGONE, MONTANABOHEMIAN, RAIVYNN PHOENIX, BERIADANWEN & PIRATEOFTHERINGS+*.

(¯`•¸·´¯`·._.·[TRUE VAMPIRES DON'T SPARKLE]·._.·´¯`·¸•´¯)

(Wait, who is this Bolivar Trask?)

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I was cured all right.

((Bolivar Trask is the head of the Sentinel Program.))

Kim came back in with some cleaning materials. She looked up at Ronja.
"Hey don't worry about it..these things happen. I'll get it cleaned up and no-one will know anything happened." she smiled, trying to comfort her.

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Emma sighed and lazily walked around the mansion. She saw Ronja on the couch. John was wrapping her foot and Kim was cleaning up some blood.
"Ouch." Emma said walking over, "what happened?"

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Margaret came out of her frozen state and walked as in a daze in to the living room on her way to hers. She stopped for a moment, cluching the paper which she had picked up again. "I going to pack my things, and then I have to leave." She said not looking at any one.

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Clara Nate, or Clay as she refered to her self as, walked through the street to the local internet cafe. She had to find out where her target was. after over 10 years she had a new lab up and running, and this time the virus was safely quarintined. It was already being looked at with great intrest mutant and human alike. But only one other person knew the effects of the virus and how to cure it. But luckly for Clay, she had made a second virus that did the same, but it had one difference, it worked on mutants.

((At some point I want to have one of the Xmen get the Virus (Mutant version), but don't worry, Margaret will cure them, otherwise its Deadly. Who ever is intrested let me know and I will PM them the syptoms and what would happen.))