Liberty X - Where the lost are found
It was easy to arrive unseen when they had the advantage of a teleporter in their midst, the shroud of night wasn’t even needed, but did add that extra bit of caution. Oraya saw little concern as to why their arrival was so desperately being kept a secret, in her mind – none could beat them. It wasn’t until they arrived at the island that she realized only her and the ‘child’ were accompanying Amlarie. What was the point of owning an omnipotent being such as Jade was marveled at being if they would not use her on their missions!? X-23 seemed to be tagging along for the sole fact Amlarie felt this was some sentimental issue which the fourteen year old deserved on being part of.
Woodlands. The genetic experiment – the younger one of the two that is – had never yet encountered the wilderness before. X-23’s feral instincts frenzied with eagerness in the environment, the female clone wanted to run free and just… just run. It was hardly fair these mutants got to do things such as this, go to places like this, Hydra never allowed X-23 in these sort of situations. Her emerald eyes peered up at Oraya, then over at Amlarie. The clones features were unreadable for the simple fact she wore a uniform with a mask over it, the black lenses making her eyes useable to those who try to look at the emerald gaze behind the black lenses. Being the youngest – and by so many years – made her time in Liberty X’s safety so hard. That is why she followed the beckon that was placed in Madison, followed it all the way to the school.
The young girl was still angry, still full of fury that any disgruntled child could bare – all she wanted was that which had been stolen from her. Was an innocent youth so far from her reach now? All the blood that stained her hands, could it ever be washed off? The claws had set her apart, the claws had made her a greater weapon then before… but that other girl, who wasn’t too much older then X-23, she had claws as well.
Amlarie announced they were going to try and help someone else while making their way here, she could sense that the boy, Connor, he was calling for her, he sought her, so why should she deny him what he desires? But his emotions, his mind, it whispers the stress, the impossibility of vanishing from the people around him. She would help him, she’d pluck him from his life, she’d try and so hard for the poor soul who seemed so displaced and unfortunate, how could anyone not pity him? Amlarie focused on keeping a portal open for the team, the rift in space an invisible bubble they stood within unseen.
Oraya and X-23 moved away from Amlarie’s side, leaving the safety of the invisibility field that kept Amlarie hidden, a scan of the area and a sniff of the land followed as they glanced around. It really was amazing the coincidental fluke of destiny’s hand that had thrown the two creations together – both genetic experiments based of one of the X-men, both troubled youths and both lost and looking for their connection in this world.
TBC: Connor! I may have Oraya and X-23 wander off and be spotted by other teams… most likely when the brotherhood attacks.
There comes an age when people have to take over responsibility. It remains the question whether there is also a time when they can get rid of it again.
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