Birth and first chancesSilverthorne, year 747 of the new age, springThe pain was excruciating. Maeve had been told it would be terrible but she had never expected this. She dearly wished she had someone to help but she knew she had to do it on her own. After what seemed like ages she gave her final push and a new life was welcomed into the world."Hello, Laurë," she whispered cleaning the small chestnut fawn off. Simba was right, she wasn't like her father. "Thank Gaelach."
Memories Chapter 8After several, tense, hours of flight Hank began to understand why people went mad in solitary confinement. He wanted to open his mouth to say something anything to initiate conversation."I've found Raven's mental signature," Charles whispered."How close?" Hank asked praying the triangulation system on the portable Cerebro unit was working."Thirty miles due east," he replied.Hank turned the blackbird sharply and sped off towards the facility.Meanwhile, back in Nyx's facilityMagneto was pissed. He'd been through this once why the hell did he have to go through it again? To make matters worse he was stuck with his useless clone who was content to lie on the floor and watch the flies on the ceiling. Worst of all the prison was made entirely out of plastic."Erik!" Magneto hissed growing restless."Not now. Guards coming," Erik whispered.Sure enough the slot in the door opened and their "food" was dropped in. Had Eri