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Grey Beginnings
Day One
The shrill repeated beeping of the alarm clock broke through the haze in one Jean Grey, shattering her dreams into faint memories in the process. Opening her eyes, Jean was rewarded with a blinding flash of sunlight before she ducked back beneath the covers
Rolling under the covers, Jean coiled herself inside the gentle warmth of the soft comforter and she bunched the thick material around her ears. Just one more minute of sleep, for Christ's sake. she pleaded to herself.
Now that's not very lady like, Miss Grey, taking the Lord's name in vain. Is it? whispered a dark gravelly voice in answer to her protests.
Jean swept the covers away in a single motion while her eyes scanned her bedroom. Closing her eyes she focused her mind on he room, scanning the personal quarters for any unwanted visitors.
Very impressive, Miss Grey, the husky voice coolly complimented her. Though I'm afraid I'm nowhere in your immediate viscinity to be found. At least not yet. The deep, dark laughter that echoed through Jean's mind sent chills up and down her spine.
Rising from her bed with a surprising measure of calm, Jean's body tensed with muscles hardened through years of gymnastics and cheerleading. She stepped lightly across the rug on the balls of her feet as she refocused her thoughts on her other 'special' talent. Using the smallest fraction of her mind's ability to move things, Jean slowly swung her bathroom door open.
Several seconds passed as half-naked teenager stared into the dark depths before two pinpoints of red, like pinholes of blazing crimson sunlight, stared back at her from within. Without a moment's hesitation Jean lashed out with the strength of her mind and was instantly startled by the sound of shattering glass.
Flipping the light switch Jean immediately realized her mistake, catching the fading glimpse of red flame in her eyes as it vanished. The few remaining shards of her mirror clattered helplessly into the sink and onto her floor.
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