It had been...perhaps five days since she'd tore her way to this world and fixed House. Five if she was counting correctly and she wasn't certain she was. Time got away from her most days and she'd just now decided to check back in on the hospital that had upset Remy so much. Hopefully the minor miracle had helped things some ( Read more... )

Rachel was sprawled on the ceiling, rested after an exciting day in the Bar. Her shift was over, the cells had several more visitors, and the scorch marks on the walls were slowly fading away as Rachel applied microteke.

All in all, it was working on being a quieter night than day, so it was just a super heroine in spandex, whiling away the night.

A woman in red and gold spandex was at the bar, a security badge pinned beneath the X on her chest. Rachel Grey stretched her legs across the bar stools and stretched her arms above her heads until her shoulders popped. It had been a rough few nights with the way she tended to sleep...or not. The bar hadn't needed an extra security member but they' ( Read more... )

Interview"We're here, coming to you live from Pittsburgh on this late, late Monday evening! With us here in the studio tonight is the guitarist and occasional singer Rachel from Ashen Futures. Hello Rachel ( Read more... )

Rachel was just a hairsbreadth behind the girl and still Amber managed to disappear on her. Her reaching hand caught nothing but air and a fading image, and there was nothing but the new street before her. Sirens, blood, smoke ( Read more... )

Something painful had happened on one of the missions...something no one wanted to talk about and everyone wanted to think about. They wanted to lick their wounds and stare at the walls and...drive the empath nuts. She had to get out of the mansion, even if just for a night. Things were always better in the morning, proof of how strong the team was ( Read more... )

She looked up at the dome stretching into the sky. It lifted, solid and aflame, in a smooth bowl above her. Under her hand it writhed and purred, almost like a living thing...and that wasn't exactly right but it was acceptable. A lot of her creations almost seemed alive; she was getting used to it ( Read more... )

"You've been doing field missions for a few weeks now Rachel, and doing better than we had expected." Xavier admitted with a small, approving smile. "Have you had any...trouble?"

"Trouble?" she...didn't know what he was implying. With everyone, but especially Xavier, words rarely meant only one thing. She didn't read him for clarification. Didn't ( Read more... )

Humans were adaptable. Infinitely, ingeniously adaptable. Given time and a will to live they could achieve the most miraculous things ( Read more... )

Memory and dreams, even those of a world, could only go so far. The world had held ghostly memories of every creature to ever walk its soil. And before it awoke screaming, the world dreamed, always. Dreams of fins, feathers, and fur. Dreams of seasons...but it had never known the hand of man. Life had not grown so far before the Shi'ar found, and ( Read more... )