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Teagan, even though unconcious, could understand the voices that had appeared in her head.

Yes. I think I can. She replied, feeling Venom stirring in her mind as well. I can do this. I've got to do this. Venom isn't me. I'm me. This is my body. These are my powers. No one else's. Venom isn't real. She's an illusion. A mindwash over me. I can do this. She thought, as she felt Venom fighting to take over.

Teagan repeatedly told herself to keep fighting it, pushing the other personality to the back of her mind.

This is the end of Venom. She thought, as she pushed Venom out of her mind. Thank you, Jean. She though as her body started to wake up.

Victoria walked into the Lair's kitchen and looked thoughtfully around at his dank surroundings. The cabinets were dingy, the floor was sticky in places and the sink was full of dirty dishes. As much as it desgusted her, she delt with it. For one, she was nobody's maid and two, any mess he made wouldn't be noticed.

First instint told her to look in the cabinets so that's what she did, but to no avail. All she found was stale bag of marshmellows, a half loaf of bread and some other random stuff. Sighing frustratively, Victoria slammed the cabinet door she was holding open and crossed the kitchen to scope out the fridge. Her hand had just touched the loose handle when an inkling feeling told her to open the freezer door instead. Knowing that her gut feeling had to be right this time, she pulled open the freezer drawer and found the prefered meal of any teen-age girl: Ice Cream.

Reaching into the very depths, the new girl pulled out an unopened pint-size jar of Ben & Jerrys chunky monkey. Muttering a quick prayer, she cleaned off a spoon and found a comfortable spot leaning against the counter and dug in. With the first calorie laden spoonful she managed to turn this day upside down.

Penny peeked out into the hallway and saw that it was abandoned, "Come on, there's nobody to give a show too at the moment... Here, I'll help you."

Her body was starting to feel okay again. She often forgot that the people around her weren't so lucky. She stood on the side where the leg injury was that she inflicted on Jacen and put her arm under his shoulders, "Try not to put your weight on it."

"If you insist," He said and the blind led the blind out of the infirmary. Penny clicked the elevator since there was no way they were taking the stairs and made a stop on the next level up.

"Let's get you something else to wear... unless you really want to worry about flashing your a** to half the school," Penny on the other hand didn't really have much of the concern. Half the school had probably seen her a** at some point or another. Modesty wasn't a characteristic she always contained. She led him straight acrossed the hall to the boy's locker room and grabbed a key off of a hook. Opening up a storage locker she grabbed out a sleek black training uniform.

"It fits everybody like a glove... and I'm pretty sure was manifactured in conjunction with Neosporin or something... Ever notice that the X-Men really don't come back with a lot of injuries? Don't ask me what these are really made of, I don't really want to think about Xavier's technology sources."

"You guys looked pretty roughed up today," Jacen eyed the uniform.

Penny put it in his hands and sat him down. She walked to the end of the lockers and watched the doorway. Leaning against it she continued talking because there were few instances that she ever stopped talking, "Well if some people hadn't landed on our roof, there would have been time to put a uniform on. Do you know how hard it is to weild a sword wearing jeans and a tube top?"

His voice got a bit muffled, "Oh... sorry."

"I'm joking," She said and stuck her tounge out at one of the students who walked in and looked at her questioning why she was in the guys locker room. Jacen hobbled around the corner and tossed the hospital gown into a hamper along the wall. Penny put her arm under his shoulders again and they continued on upstairs, "See, fits everybody like a glove."

"How can you be joking around when all of this just happened?" He asked her as she led them to the kitchen. She offered him a chair at the kitchen island and she rummaged through the refridgerator for something to eat. Throwing some leftover burgers in the microwave she sat acrossed from him.

She shrugged, "I do it for two reasons... one when I don't want people to know how I really feel, it's my device to deflect attention away from it or two when I am happy and want the others around me to be."

"Which are you now?"

"That's for me to know and everybody else to guess," She smiled and handed him a plate, "I don't think I've eaten in three days myself... I hear that the rest of the hounds have all be changed back as well. They're all downstairs too. Seriously, though, I can't imagine what you guys have to go through. I just wish we had gotten there sooner or the X-Men had gone after you sooner... But if wishes were horses..."

She took a bit of her food. It really sucked but she was hungry so she ate.

Sasha, after organizing her room, came downstairs into the kitchen. "Hey, you
must be the new girl causing all the commotion," she said grabbing some ice cream. "Don't worry, ghostboy here always acts like a shrieking mama's boy when someone messes with his stuff." She licked up the ice cream. "So I'm Sasha, what's your name?" she asked the new girl.

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Noko ignored the disdainful look. It wasnt her fault she figured the girl would die if she took her to a goth club. She seemed the type that needed constant sunshine and someone kissing her a**." And who says im afraid to show skin. " she said pulling out her wallet and looking inside. " One...two...three...four hundred. " she said counting off the cash. " Damn i need to cut back the spending. " She thought outloud. Though her parents were well off and she did come from a well to do family she didnt tell many people about it. Her parents sent her money every month or so , and she used most of it to keep the house in food. She could shift into any expensive clothes she wanted so she couldwalk around the house naked should she choose. " Well what do you say wanda. Game for some bathing suit shopping then maybe a stop at the dungeon? We can get a cat-o-nine tails to beat toad away with. " she said with a grin that turned to a cringe" Though ...thats prolly a bad idea as knowing him hed think you liked him. "

"Wear whatever suits you well. The guy will just stare at you. The more skin he sees, the hotter he'll become. No man can fight testosterone. Not one," insisted Freya with a little waving finger. "Though he's still clueless about what to do with you."

She took a thinking pose. She always had that habit to play with her hair when she was thinking hard. However, Regina couldn't tell what she was thinking and probably she wouldn't like it if she knew what Freya was scheming in her pretty head. Should I throw him in her room while she's changing or help her to drown in order for him to save her? Both scenarios are romantic. she thought.


"Me? Shopping? No way. I went through that once with Freya and I'm not going there so soon!" Wether it was the asylum or just Freya's excentricity, Wanda grew to hate shopping. She wasn't very girly to begin with and her agenda was mostly taken by her vendetta. Revenge always was consuming.