KISS in Paradise
Part 22-C
By Kori/Jessi


Night fell upon the Island and the campfires were 
put out for the night.  The many fans on the many 
Islands all went to bed and fell asleep, welcoming 
the cooling breeze that blew off the sea.  All was 
quiet as they all fell to mostly peaceful sleep.

On one particular Island, many slept but many also 
turned restlessly in their cots and sleeping bags.  
Too much information rolled around in their minds.  
Corporate Agents, doctors muting genes, children 
you never knew about, Twinkies.  It was all rolling 
around in the restless minds.

One particular member of the group on that Island 
lay in a dream that seemed so real that she could 
feel everything.  She stood at the bottom of a 
large marble stairway that lead up to what looked 
like a ancient temple but was also made of polished 
marble.  It was all a bluish marble, with a 
limestone roof that made it look more like an 
ancient building from above.

She herself was dressed in a long floor length 
gown, strapless and blue that fit her wonderfully.  
Her feet were bare and she could feel the cold 
marble beneath her.  Her long hair was pulled back 
and allowed to flow down her back in a reddish 
brown cascade.  Her blue eyes shined, something 
they had not done in years.

"Come up here, Princess." came a male voice from 
the top of the stars.  She lifted her dress hem an 
inch so she wouldn't trip and ran up the stairs to 
the man and the women beside him.  She was shocked 
when she reached the top.  It was her mother, 
standing there smiling and a beautiful white silk 
gown.  Kayla Anderson was still a beauty.

"Krista, come with me."  She said leading her and 
the man into a room in the middle of the 'temple.'  
Krista took out time to look at her two companions.  
Her mother shared her height and hair length, 
though Kayla's was red.  Kayla's eyes were also 
blue like Krista.

The man, who had been introduced to her as Dr. 
Herbert G. Moreau, looked older, with lines of 
worry on his face.  He was not as tall as the two 
women, and his hair was gray.  His gray eyes seemed 
filled with regret and fear.  Krista sat down in 
the chair provided her in the room with thick stone 
walls.

"Krista," Moreau began, "We have created 
this....meeting...to tell you that it is time to 
let the other three know about their adaptations."  
Moreau sighed, sorrow filling his face.  "Those who 
I have created to be different are now in danger 
from my own words.  You must go to the Marea Island 
and open this building.  You will find papers, 
tapes and more that shall protect you from the 
Xavier Corporation.  Only your voice can open it.  
You need to do this, the safety of all those on 
those Islands is at risk."

"But which Island is Marea?

"You will know when you get there.

"I will?"

"Yes."  Kayla commented.

"Why is it left up to me."  Kayla looked down.

"Because you're the only one who can handle the 
responsibility.  I never could."

~*~

Krista awoke and sat up.  That was a strange dream.  
Somehow she thought it was true.  She got out of 
bed and stood up.  After grabbing a comb and 
brushing her hair, she put it in a makeshift bun 
and was about to leave the tent when Katie woke up.

"Kris, where are you going?"

"Outside, for a walk."

"Alright, but why would you want to go outside at 
this time of night?  It is not like you're going to 
catch Eric in his boxers or anything."  Krista was 
glad for the dark when she actually blushed.  Katie 
was the only one besides her who knew of her crush 
of Eric Singer.

"Oh, shut up."  Katie only laughed.  She rolled 
over and then went back to sleep.  Krista went out 
of the tent and walked to the beach, putting her 
feet in the water.

Angel had followed her and now, along with Naga, 
grabbed her, covering her mouth with a cloth so her 
sound would be muted.  Naga put a tight hold on her 
and Angel tied the cloth around her head.  They 
dragged her off to a boat and set sail quickly.

In the camp, however, Ace awoke with a sudden 
feeling of dread.

To be continued.