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A bird flew in the direction of historical Gastown. Birds were quite common in Vancouver. Pigeons and crows were the most common. Occasionally a heron, hawk or goose could be seen flying over the city. This was a golden eagle. The thing about this bird was it was the size of a personal plane. Normally Vancouver was fairly quiet. In the last four years Vancouver saw an outbreak of a chemical first seen in California spread over the city and surrounding areas that rocked western news. It was reported on for weeks. It was huge news for the rather sleepy area of the country, though Lina knew through sources like the internet and international or even more eastern friends the catastrophe barely got any attention outside of the area. Lina was in her last year of high school when this happened. She remembered hearing about Alpha Flight coming to check out the situation. Briefly to check on the situation, at least. If only to assess the death toll and the number of potential mutants it could create. After the initial week, they were back to the east doing their Alpha Flight thing who knows where. No, she wasn't bitter why do you ask? The chemical that exploded in Vancouver was a modified variant from the one that got more attention in Champion. Fewer deaths-per-mutation count and the actual mutation count was lower. Champion was considered something of a lost cause in America. Most mutants kept to their own city. She could only guess it was the same mentality for Vancouver. The city itself at least tried its best. The city was abuzz with the rumour that a facility might be built specifically with the super powered community in mind. Maybe it was a sign the city was going to get more attention. Lina was sceptical. The city held its own for so long, taking pointers from the vigilante groups of Champion on how to keep things in check. There was quite the connection between the two cities. Champion's Halcyon was actually a Vancouver native. Their own rag-tag team had Katabasis and Freyja; siblings who moved to Vancouver from Champion a few years before the outbreak. Spotting some flashes of light, Lina descended to the streets below, morphing from her large, fragile eagle frame to something with more bulk. Just another night of idiots needing to be dealt with. That light was blinding, though...
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“Great. Now I’ve really done it.”
Lina managed to drag herself into a dark alleyway, away from any light the dark streets might have given. She was breathing heavily, exhales frequented with vocal additions. She moved slowly, leaning heavily against the wall of the brick and concrete buildings. What little light she would cross under would reveal red hair and light human skin mixed with rubbery skin, brown fur and extra limbs.
She had been injured during her patrol. While she didn’t have a healing factor, she had something of a cheat: If she could change into a boneless creature and upon turning back into her human form, her bones would reform like new.
At least in theory.
In truth, Lina didn’t know the full limits of her abilities. She’d be lying to herself if she said she didn’t have an idea. But in her desperation it seemed she either went too fast experimenting with her hypothesis or overstepped personal limitations. She didn’t know which. The only thing she knew for certain was her time limit had long passed and her body was frozen like this, between three different animal forms.
With a guttoral protest, Lina slid into a fetal position as waves of pain wracked her body. Moans of anguish would fade into desperate cries until her breath ran out, and with a jagged breath would repeat again.
“Come on, Lina… You’ve been through this before.” She coaxed herself under her breath. She gently rocked herself back and forth in an effort to comfort herself through the stabbing pains. “You could get through it as a kid. It’s nothing you haven’t experienced before.”