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I, Mutant	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 6936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I, Mutant Chapter Eight

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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� Still winter, lol? InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: So� my fingers are still crossed for you! Morgan: *stalks more * Readers/Reviewers: Thank you SO much for reading and reviewing as you can! There will be more MP out tomorrow (RL has prevented me from getting it done today).

It was all ice, all crystal. The world had been dipped in sugar and wrapped in spun glass, set alight with silver and gold. She breathed slowly through her mouth, watching the white mist of her life force rising from her lips and dissipate into the night sky. It was beautiful, she thought. She always wanted to live here, be the snow queen like in the faerie tale. She liked it better than the sunny beaches and mountains. She held out her fingers and let a few of the crystalline flakes land on her skin, watching them melt and seemingly disappear into her. She smiled, feeling the cold move through her veins, fancying that she was turning into the cold herself, that she was becoming a snowflake, a girl of spun glass. �Mama��

�Stop that. You�re being uncouth!� Her mother grabbed her coat, dragging her back towards the town car without a backwards glance. �Your father is here with the driver. Come along!�
It was cold again, the sun glittering pale through the winter sky. She could feel the chill through the glass against her back and she opened her eyes to look up at the winter-bright light. She felt like it was part of her, like she was part of it. The hands on her breasts were disturbingly warm, pinching her flat nipples into arousal. She smiled thinly, a knife�s edge of amusement as she looked down at the woman before her. She heard movement on the bed but refused to look over. Her lover was annoying her, making her feel awkward and thick, unlike the spun glass she knew herself to be. He loved her body, face, but not her brain. She could use him, though, like her mother said. �Stop,� she murmured to the woman before her. She gently guided seeking fingers from her sex, ignoring the false moue of disappointment on the brunette�s face. Padding softly to the bed, she laid her hands on her lover�s shoulders, feeling the rise and fall of his breath, peering steadily into his dark gaze. �You want to posses me,� she murmured. She knew it as certainly as she knew her own name. �You want my body, my abilities. You crave the taste of my sex on your tongue, don�t you? You want me to dissolve like sugar, be weak under your touch? That�s why you brought her, isn�t it?� She ran her fingers along his jaw, cupping his chin. He had no idea how old she was, just that she was beautiful and he was so close to owning her, to controlling her like so many other powerful men did so many other socialites. She felt the brunette move behind her, fingers skimming her hips as breasts pressed against her back. She had enjoyed being with a woman, enough to consider trying it again, but not yet. The taste of female desire was still on her own lips but she drowned out that awareness as she stared into the older man�s eyes. �You have to learn� I belong to no one.�
Emma stared at the snow on the ground, letting the white blind her, letting her mind fall into the nothingness that rose from the silent ice. She had not meant to do it. She did not even realize, until just then, that she could. Hearing people, hearing voices� that had been allowed. She was eighteen. Things were bound to happen, go awry in the lineage and produce odd adulthood traits. But not this. Not death. Her veins ran cold and her lips were numb as she tried not to breathe, tried to become the spun glass princess she knew she really was. All she had wanted was for him to stop, for him to listen to her and obey her command. He and his girlfriend both. He did not own her, he did not control her. The sex, she thought, had been fine. It had given her power. But then they wanted more, needed more� She swallowed, feeling her stomach cramp in fear. All she had said was stop. All she had wanted, all she had demanded was for them to just� stop. Her head ached terribly, throbbing and burning. Images were swimming behind her eyes, images of the sudden convulsions and spasms of the couple in her bedroom, the mockery of pleasure that had exploded across their faces when she screamed at them, wishing with every fiber of her being that they leave her alone, that they stop. She shuddered and finally, a sob rose in her throat. �I am a monster,� she cried into her hands. �Born from Hell��
She spread her fingers under the falling snow, watching the flakes disappear into her skin as they melted. She was ice. She was glass. She was a hard diamond. �Ready?� she asked, turning her gaze to her companion, the girl with the fiery hair. �Firestar, are you listening to me?�

�We�re ready, Emma,� she nodded. �No one is inside. We�re good to go.�

�Wonderful,� Emma smiled, looking up at the imposing artifice of Xavier Holdings. �Let�s go.�
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