Moronic History: Entry Two

HLM, after the regression, being all sexy 'n whatnot
There's language in this fic that may not be suitable for younger readers, reader discretion is advised. I own none of the characters save HLM, Diana, Paul, Kernunose, Nox, Iris and Journey.

Well, here I go again, writing in this thing...it's been a while since Klork, Seijin and I got back from the road trip, chased all the way across country by those stupid FOHers, and a lot has happened since then. Where to start, where to start... Well, we got back right in time for Thanksgiving, which passed more or less uneventfully for most of us.

Most of us except for Klork.

I feel horrible for him. He came back to find out his wife left him, probably because of Seijin. He was sick it hurt him so bad...makes me wish I could just make it all better for him...help him the way he's helped me...

Lessee...first off, we got three new friends from something like 80,000 in the past. Yeah, I was pretty weirded out too, but they seem perty nice. Nox, Iris and Kernunose. I dunno, their parents musta been on a gods kick or something when naming them.

Anyway, none of us are rilly sure about how exactly they got here, but we think it's got somethin' to do with that weird girl Paul has workin' fer him now, err, had workin' fer him. More on that later, I guess.

It was perty weird, this rainbow haired kid just suddenly came runnin' into the lair, hiding from her sister, Nox. Just clear outa the blue! We come to find out that their brother, Kernunose also came with them, but they didn't know where he was. Klork took Nox and I guess they found 'im. At any rate, they seem to be fittin' in well and learning about this weird time. Kernunose even has something going on with Shingami. Perty cool there, too, I guess...

I ended up going to Japan for a day or two to get things for the alter I put up for Hacker, and to try to get rid of a little bit of this damn depression before Christmas and the New Year...it did help a little, and I saw an old Master who beat some sense into my head, literally. It was good seeing him again; I'm just glad we weren't using live blades in our spar. Amazing how sloppy you can get when emotions run rampant...

The holidays were very hard for all of us...I had Christmas Dinner with Klork's family, but it was just too hard to hang around there, knowing I didn't really have that much of a family anymore.

No husband...not really  knowing any of my parents...the only children I'm probably ever going to have died while they were in my womb...so...I ended up going down to the lair to at least try to be cheerful...ah well...them's the breaks...it wasn't as bad as it could have been, and I did enjoy being with my bro and his family to a high degree...and he got me a beautiful sword. Ahh...gotta love a man with good taste in weaponry! Shin even said she might get me an Uzi next year! Woo!

Pretty much the day after Christmas hell broke loose again. Well...not literally...more of a personal hell, really...Klork and I had a pretty good spar...and afterwards, we went into the kitchen to kinda unwind...joke around with Shing and Wing a bit. I started feeling really strange though...my wings killing me...and just...dizzy as hell. I couldn't figure it out until they started bleeding. I swear, I could feel the flesh between my wings and back rotting away as they fell off. The feeling is indescribable...my mutation regressing...I can't help wondering how far...by the next day, my hair was back to its old strawberry-blond curls...and my fangs were gone. The physical though, is nothing compared to the emotional...I'm really afraid I'm slowly falling for Klork...he's got Lisette though...and I'm still not over Hacker's death...I just dunno what to do anymore...

Ah well...anyway...more about that girl, Journey. Paul had snagged her from somewhere...this poor, abused little kid who can creep the hell outa anyone she looks at for too long (that being a fraction of a second) has more power than most demi-humans I know. She paid a visit to the lair, and after a long, restraining in places, talk (after she tossed some lovely shattered glass into my face when I tried to keep her from disappearing from the lair..."Oh shit that hurt" understates THAT feeling), she was finally convinced that we're not as bad as Paul made us out to be. She now stays at the mansion with Nox, Iris, Kernunose, the X-Men and I. She can actually be sweet at times, and strangely enough, Iris (who is pretty much the polar opposite of this girl) has turned into her best friend. Go fig...it's good to see the kids happy fer once, y'know?

What next...hmm...well...the New Year brought New Violence. ED decided to pay a visit right around then, squeezed off a shot and nearly paralyzed me from the waist down. The bullet stopped just short of my spine, but Hank had to dig it out. Yeah, that was really fun, especially considering anesthesia doesn't work for me. Klork, of course, helped me through the whole thing...just holding me and letting me squeeze his hands as Hank dug. Man, you'd think I'd be usedta the pain now, wouldn't ya? Nadda...so far that's about as painful as it gets. I shudder to think about it...I was flat on my back for a full week before I could go back to the lair...

So far, that's pretty much been my last major injury...the one I'm still recovering from. My stitches are out, but it still hurts to twist or move around too much. And still...my feelings for Klork increase...we had a talk not long ago...I had one with Lisette too...seems he feels the same for me, but he still loves Lisette...he's chosen her because she's the mother of his kids. I dunno...takes a lot of straitening out, I guess...we've decided to just take two weeks alone...him in San Fran, me in the Adirondacks...here's hopin' it works....

Well...I be back from the trip, and short of a few nasty injuries, everyone seems to be fine (controller's note: follow the links to read the stories of what happened). Klork chose to be with me, which I AM very happy about, and a little stunned over. I can only hope Lisette will be alright with whoever she went to. I still don't know all of that story, and I somehow doubt I ever will. It's going to take a bit to get used to, especially for his kids. I really don't want to replace their mother, even though with time I might end up doing what a mother would do. That, I really wouldn't mind, I've always wanted to do that kind of thing, and I'm sure I could. I know I've got it in me, even if I was designed to be a killer. This is really something I hope works out. I love the guy so much, as I know he loves me. Only time will tell, heh?

Well, pretty much as soon as Klork and I were well enough to delve into the world of the lair again, we found out that Emer ended up going to Ireland alone while we were gone. Ok, I guess a back-story is needed on that. Apparently some baddy from her past has resurfaced and wants to fight her. If she doesn't do it, they give a map to the lair to some people who really shouldn't have it. On top of that, there's some deal with her family, which again, I don't understand completely. We really didn't want her to go alone, needless to say. Of course, we ended up following after a night's rest. Man...the girl can HIDE when she wants to. We didn't find her 'till after most of the fighting.

Klork and I were standing by our hotel in Dublin, puzzling over a map to try figuring out where she might be, when she ran into us. Well, kinda...she just sorta walked into us and Klork put the map down on her head in surprise. I woulda laughed if I weren't so...uhm...yeah...surprised. (Yeah...not much of a writer here, obviously.) We chatted for a little bit before this guy showed up, and decided to attack us. Apparently this was one of her oh so loving uncles come to deliver a message of doom. Foreboding, ain't it...once that loverly little encounter was over, we headed over to Emer's foster mom's house to make sure she was ok. Eileen's a very nice woman, and it was a relief to see she was alright. They have this beautiful house there, and Eileen was kind enough to let us stay there for the night. Unfortunately, the next day while breakfast was in the works, some jerks decided to toss some of those oh-so-fun Columbian cocktails through the windows. Man...it was an inferno...Klork got Eileen out while I  got Emer out. I felt so bad for them...I know exactly how it feels to lose a home and almost everything you own. A lot of the stuff lost was irreplaceable, I'm sure, but we saved what we could. After Eileen talked to the council...thingie...mabobber...whatchamacallit, we went back to New York City. I guess Eileen's staying in one of Klork's mom's apartments until it's safe for her to return to Ireland.

I must admit...I was kind of hoping for some peace and normalcy (HAH now THAT'S a laugh!! Normalcy...psh...) when we got home. I was starting to feel better, enjoying spending time with Klork and was learning spells long distance from my Elvin dad. (Gotta love telepathy and astral planing. Bwahah...)

Anyway...Raph, Emer, Klork and I were just kinda hanging out at the lair, teasing each other (as usual) when Damien came rushing in, talking about how his twins, mom and wife had all gone missing. He'd been searching for them all day and all night, and couldn't find them anywhere. Apparently Paul had managed to get their mits on them and had whisked them off to some unknown location.

After trying to get ahold of them in mass telepathy and getting nothing, we all went outside the lair to get out of that power blocking force field thingie, so Emer could do a little scrying. I think she was starting to see something when Damien stumbled back. I think this was just about when Kame was coming by. Poor chick looked really sick...anyway...Damien let off a blast at Emer, knocking her out, after thanking her for a route to us, at which time I think Kame hid.

The battle was on...it didn't take long for us to figure out that Paul had somehow found a way to trace the scrying spell and find us through Emer, before possessing Damien. As the physical battle continued, I remembered a spell to get myself and others to the astral plane. Figuring it would probably be easier to fight the bastard (Paul, not Damien...heh...obviously...) there, I powered it up and let lose...man...talk about a rush...anyhoo...we found ourselves on this freaky Mortal Combat like world...I was in my armor from Underhill, the black and red armor, and my hair was back in all those braids. Klork's cloths turned into Native American-ish attire (Hehe...yes, he looked good...a shame there wasn't time to really look ;P), and Raph just...stayed the same. Emer also showed up after a little bit. Guess it took her a bit to recover from that blast. Completely understandable...that stuff sucks.

Paul exchanged blows with Raph, Klork and I while Emer went about trying to free Damien, who was tied to the wall with some weird silver rope. Paul let off two huge blasts of fire...the second one had acid following it as his main attacks...talk about an unpleasant burning sensation...before Klork dove at him. I swear the bastard snagged a dagger outa no where and stabbed Klork in the stomach with it.

I lost it...I honestly can't remember what exactly happened next, save for hacking like mad at Paul. Just seeing him do that sent me over the edge...and the memories of what he did to me...to Rica...hell...to everyone...sent me clear over the edge...I didn't realize it was over and he was dead 'till we were all back in our bodies, and I saw Klork doubled over. I scrambled over to him....heh...I was so damn scared for him...didn't remember 'till Emer went into her Healer Guardian form that she COULD do that.

Once we were all out of the woods (well...heh...I'm still a bit fried...char broiled...whatever, and Damien's healing factor took care of his injuries), did we notice Damien doing that staring into space, "I'm talking to someone telepathically", thing. We'd forgotten until that moment that when Paul dies, so does Eloise. Klork gave him some energy and he teleported away. Feel really bad for the poor guy...hope at least Rica and the twins are alright...still haven't seen hide nor hair of the guy.

So...right now I'm at the mansion, nursing one hell of a BAD magic hangover, and struggling to keep anything short of burn cream from touching my skin, and writing in this journal. If I'm feeling up to it, I might visit the lair to see how everyone down there is going. I probably will in fact, just to make sure things have turned out alright. Unfortunately, there's no sign of my powers coming back. I'd really hoped that once Paul kicked it, I'd get some of my powers back. It might be too soon to give up on it, but I don't know...it feels like one hell of a big disappointment...heh...well...I still have friends who care and family who's not after my blood, so...things aren't THAT bad...I'll live...until next time...

Heh...man...all HELL has broken loose around here. Turns out Mikey was turned evil and is working with the aliens. Some chick named Tigress or somethin'...he's attackin' the earth and stuff, and everyone's doin' their damndest just to survive an' go on with their lives. It's nuts...though....my powers are comin' back...which is a good thing, right? Never mind that it hurts like hell and they're takin' their sweet time. And Klork and I are getting very close, or we are...or...something...in ANY case, our relationship seems to be going very well..I'm enjoying it for the most part...

'Course, something else has to be thrown in to mess with us...turns out those assholes from Weapon X have decided to play with cloning again...and...brought back Hacker. Heh...to be honest...I'm not too sure about what to feel or do about it. It feels like he's still dead to me...like that's not MY Hacker...and I'm in love with Klork...very deeply...and we've gone through so much together...even just to GET together...it's just...Hacker's so sick...and he's dying, far as I know...and I feel horrible for just...leaving him, even if he doesn't know me...doesn't remember anything of our marriage.

Gods...I hate being so torn about this...it sounds horrible, but why the hell can't he just stay dead? Why can't those bastards just let him rest in peace?? Let those of us who care for him just get on with our lives! I can't keep going on like this...I still love him...just...not...in the same way...I guess...I dunno...it's so confusing...it feels like I'm being pulled back in my life...like wounds are being reopened and vinegar being pored in. Seems that everything I went through...everything Klork went through...everything Lisette is going through (though I don't know what it is...damn...I need to try that spell to find her once we get back)...is for nothing...what's the point to it? Is there one? Why can't we just have peace??

Should probably tell ya were we need to get back from, huh? Turns out that Emer was somehow brought into the future...or...a future at any rate. Diana and Vinnie were apparently out searching the city for her and found her Spork instead. Diana apparently can sense when there's been a tear in reality...or...time...or...something...IIIIII dunno. Anyway...they came back to the lair, heh, this happened the day after I found out about Hacker, and told us. Klork, Vinnie, Diana and I decided to go after Emer, see if we can get her back. (Y'know...we spend more time going AFTER that girl  than we do actually SEEING her...sheesh...)

We ended up in the future...and, joy of joys, Jehaha was apparently right. Somehow she turned evil and is waging war in the future, fifteen years to be precise. Weird as hell...so...yeah...we're searchin' for her...met Seijin so far...gads that kid is big! Fifteen and 6'1" already! Geeze...he's got his dad's sarcasm, but still seems to be a sweetie...heh...no clue about what's gonna happen...damn I hate that time travel shit...confusing as hell...ANYhoo...I'm sure we'll find Emer...and hopefully bring her back in one piece...heh...and not evil...I just want all this to be over...just to get some peace...get everything else resolved and move on!

Christ. You'd think that after all the crap we'd gone through that we'd get a break. Nooooo...that'd be too fuckin' easy.

Ok...wait...I should back track, I guess...ain't written in here in ages, and a lot's happened.

All the friggin' heartache...after all that pain 'n soul searching...I was with him for six wonderful months. Wanted to pretend it'd never end, but...I knew, deep down, it would.

We'd been tryin' ta find her...when we finally did, and we saw what torture she was in, we knew we hadda rescue 'er.

Long story short, we did, had a tussle with ehr captor...brought her to her place to rest...

...and my heart shattered...

I knew the minute he saw her that we were over. Damn that hurt.

Klork has such a big heart...there's no way around it...but his sense of responsability can nudge it in whatever direction it chooses.

Remember the strength just leaving me when he came to tell me. Litterally just sinking to the ground when he held his arms out...god...and the pain in his eyes...in his quiet voice. only sharpened the teeth. Couldn't say anything...couldn't do anything...jus paralized. Then...then he went away. I wanted to call him back...somehow make it better...but I had no strength.

She showed up. A part of me really wished I could hate her...but I just didn't have the will, and the rest of me didn't have the inclination. Can't remember what she said, but I do know she wanted a hug. I...really didn't want to be touched...just...didn't have the strength to push her away. Instead, I let it happen.

When she finally left, I just stood at the window...staring outside.

Christ...just realized it's been a year since all that happened. Damn...really have been neglecting this thing.

Well...anyway...I spent quite a while Underhill...what seemed like months there turned out to be only days here. Got a tattoo there...really a way to channel energy...thorned vine of roses twining around me from my left foot to a blossom in the palm of my right hand...and worked on learning Elvish magic while I was at it.

Came back, kicked some undead ass. I've this really weird habit of making friends with enemies. That's pretty much what happened afterwards.

Still spent a very fare amount of time with Klork...though I stayed far away from his wife...she's not a bad person...just...well...I don't wanna go into it.

It was nighttime...or quickly getting there when we were on the beach. I can't remember exactly what it was we were talking about, but we were interrupted by an explosion out on the ocean.

Turned out to be a portal through which a young man fell. Well, I kicked off my shoes and dove into the waves, probably worrying 'n scaring the living daylights outa Klork. I'm good at that.

I finally cut my way through the surf and got ahold of him. Brought him back to the shore (mighta had the help of one of the cat-man's portals, don't remember) and lay the guy out on the sand.

He was nekkid as the day he was born, a little young looking for his age, but not really hard to look at. Long, lean muscles under tanned skin, soft brown hair drying into waves, and when he opened his eyes, they were this intrequing shade of grey. In any case, we got him to the X-Mansion and all cleaned up.

Come to find out his name is Darren, and the government had hold of him for I dunno how long. Only had memory of 5 years back, so...could be that long or longer. An earth-elemental and a very good guy.

As the weeks passed, we grew close, and another light lit in my heart for him, same as the one that refuses to die for Klork. It was...wonderful and terrible at the same time...warming and painful.

Well, there were a few months of peace. Darren and I enjoyed each other and our love. The longing and hurt still there lingering from the cat-man, I ignored as much as I could.

The serenity was just not meant to last, I guess. Found my worst fear come to pass. The government captured me and knew me for what I am. They almost ogt Darren, too. Thank Gods they didn't.

To this day, I don't know how long they had me, nor everything they did. I was heavily drugged, for most of it. I remember being in massive pain, then in obliviation, then pain again. Over and over. Woke up in a cell one time, just another stop on the government sponsored "Tour of Freaks".

Darren, Klork and whoever else must have found me shortly after the sick fucks put acid in my eyes.

Next thing I remember is being in the med-lab in the X-mansion, held by Darren, and Klork not far away. Heh...that's when we discovered a few of the things they did. First off...they removed what there were of my wings. I'll never fly again. Bastards.

The second part was...well...shocking, to say the least. They implanted an embreyo inside me. Made from one of my eggs and the sperm of someone previously held captive. Klork. Second child he was raped to get...'cept this time the mother was, too.

Christ. How's that for a kick in the teeth? Again with the massively mixed emotions.

For the longest time, we all thought I was carrying one baby. Found out, though, that there were two. With two fathers. Darren was the father of the other one. Now...I dunno if Darren's was naturally concieved before I was caught, or if they implanted that one, too. Only knew that it was a wild roller coaster of emotion.

The two actually came early by a few months...and no one was in the mansion to help. Man...poor Darren...he was running all over to find somebody. I did get a distress call of some kind out to Klork, though. Prob'ly nothing more than pain and fear, but it did the trick.

Not too long after, a portal opened. Out stepped Damien 'n Rica...then Klork. With the help of a scalple and his wife, Damien delivered his two half-brothers. God, things got fuzzy...know I had Darren on one side and Klork on the other.

Everything faded into a red haze, though, when the cutting began. I hate surgery. Next I remember is fighting to come to, and seeing the babies in their respective fathers' arms. Gods, what beautiful children. They looked exactly like their dads. Uncanny...they both have my eyes though. Silas and Shae.

They've grown so much...both little mop-tops noow. Twenty-one months old. Man. Where did the time go? Feels like just yesterday I was feeding them at m breast, and suddenly they're toddling all over the place. Their vocabularies grow by the day. So cute...I just can't get over it. My sons. Shae can't get enough of his chicken, has the greatest laugh, and Silas is just constantly watching everything and absorbing.

Can't help laughing at myself. Never really thought I'd be a mom, and now that I am..I'm having a great time. At least with that aspect of my life.

Things are a little...strained...between Darren and I, though. He's grown so unahppy...can see it in his eyes every time I lookat him. Kills me inside. Sometimes I worry he's pushing himself too hard in his training. Seems like it's all he thinks he has... Only time I really see the old him is when he and Silas are together...

I need to talk to him...last thing I want is for him to feel trapped...

Wonder if it's 'cause I'm still stuck on Klork...I love Darren...but...I just...can't seem to get Klork off of my mind sometimes. It's been over a year since we've been together...I should be over it. I really should. ...why can't I control my emotions??

...well...more as it develops, I s'pose...

Eesh...life, has once again, pulled a 180 on us...I'd almost swear there's someone up there trying to be as confusing as possible to watch our reactions. Oy.

Well...ok. Klork and I are back together, for starters. Very happy over that, obviously. Feels like a huge weight lifted off of my chest.

The circumstances, unfortunately, leave a lot to be wished for...he lost both Lisette and Celes to a fire...did I meansion this already? I dunno...can't remember...but he was barely able to save Seijin. We had a heart to heart about stuff...and yeah...we've gotten back together.

Darren and I broke up before we made that decision, though...I feel terrible about that...I know it hurt him, and he doesn't deserve that pain. He's found consolation with Nox, though. Very sweet together.

I'm not sure if she's resolved her feelings for losing her ex...nasty fight...and he drew her into it. She's real hard to read, and I've never been able to figure her out completely. Deffinately a lesson in subtlety. Far as I can tell, anyway, they're happy together, she and Darren. Deffinately a good thing...they deserve some joy.

Let's see...while on the group at the mansion...Seijin is in kindergarten there now! Real shocker...he's getting so big!! Never seases to amaze me. Apparently he already knows how to write, sort of...he and Klork learned together, it seems. Very sweet...brings me back to the days when my mom was still alive, before the quake...she'd constantly be teaching me things before the schools, or things the schools wouldn't teach me. Then again, we moved so much, and I kept going from school to school, she was my only stability. In any case, he seems to be enjoying it...just as cuddly as ever, too. Didn't want to nap in his own bed because he was cuddled up with Klork and I. I honestly wouldn't have minded him staying, but I know we would have woken him, and he'd get uncomfortable after a while.

Jumping back a few weeks...had a scare with Nissa...Seijin got Klork and I out of the shower because Nissa was being sick in the bathroom...he said her eyes were glowing, but not what color. That really worries me. Brings back flashbacks of when Nadia was possessing her...last thing she needs is to go through that again. I really feel for her and her little girl...Noche. Don't see 'em around too aweful much...hope they're doing ok...

But anyway...the Undead are supposed to be infertile, y'know? Guess since she's not totally Undead, that wasn't the case with her...it sure as hell hasn't helped the coping with her pregnancy, though. She can't keep blood down, and the closest thing she can have to food is soup or water...she needs to come to the mansion just about every day to get an IV to keep herself and the baby alive. It's really not fun...but she and Vinnie are really looking forward to having the child...Vinnie especially. He's like a kid in a candy store...even going so far as eating health food to prepare to be a good example for the little one! Yeah, I thought my heart was gonna stop there and then when I first saw that. They'll be great parents, though...I really am happy for them, and wish them the best.

Besides that...well...we've got more problems. The shadow things...damn...I don't think I meansioned those, either...I've gotta write in this thing more. There are these weird shadow things that'll steal a person's energy, aura and soul in order to solidify...they got Rica's energy 'fore Damien got her and Kern into a safe place...and they're friggin' EVERYWHERE...! Odd thing is, all it takes is a beam of light to destroy 'em or make 'em run. Been trying to figure out what they are, but...no luck yet.

Mis-took Darren's sister as one, too...not sure how I feel about her...I know he's not over fond of her. She was trying to force him to leave the mansion...apparently he's part of some...tribe...or something...that have immortality if they live in the area of the country where their element is...or if they visit...or something. I dunno...she tried sneaking in and stealing him away while I was on guard duty, so she didn't exactly kick off on the right foot. Haven't seen hide nor hair of her around, though...wonder if Nox's ever talked to her?

Damn, this entry's getting confusing...mind just keeps jumping back and forth and all around. Right. The new enemies. So far, I've gotten shot up twice by these weird black garbed creeps. Or was it three? I think only twice...dunno. But they've got these odd bullets that have this weird chemical in 'em that pretty much kills my healing factor for a while...and they fragment as soon as they hit anything solid, like a bone or something.

He threw a sheild up around the two of us, until I could finally portal us to the lair. Yeah, I'm still pretty weak when it comes to portals. But anyway...we both got grazed as all hell...he took a bullet in the leg, as did I. His didn't shatter, thank gods, and Emer was able to get it out and heal him up. Mine did, and...it was not a pleasant experience...well, less pleasant than usual. The chemical was stronger than the last time, and it got me all...drunk-ish. My body temp dropped, apparently, and my heartrate, too. They tossed me in the tub. *G* It worked, anyway...

We dunno who these people are, but Hank has found out that chemical is somehow keyed to Klork and I, through our blood. He ALSO said it's emitting a strange energy...magical or mutant...not radioactive, so...that sort of puts doubts in our heads about it being government. So we're blanking on ideas, and hoping they don't go after our kids or anyone else in the lair. Shit, man...

That, I s'pose, is it for this installment...since I've kinda run out of stuff to write. Happy beyond words to be with Klork, worried beyond words about all the weird stuff happening...but overall, content in my heart to have friends and family. It's actually been a while, since I've been this happy, oddly. Go fig, 'eh? *G*

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