To my loyal readers, you are in no way shocked or surprised by any of this....if you're new to me...I do very much loathe writing descriptions...sorry if that irks you.

√ 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞- 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭- 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞. 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐥, 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐬, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐦𝐬. 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧

❝ 𝙒𝘼𝙄𝙏 ! ! ! ❞ the group slows to a stuttering, stumbling halt at the screech of frenchie's violent screech. they're staring at him, urging at him impatiently to get on with it. kimiko's dying in his arms, look at her! but frenchie isn't looking at her, he's looking at 𝙃𝙀𝙍. there's a woman at the end of the hallway of the lab they ran from, flaming pink lasers alight in her eyes and her palms. her lips are curled around her teeth in an animalistic snarl. ❝ where is 𝙃𝙀 ? ❞ [ CANON DIVERGENT !! ] [ SEASON THREE - ONWARD !! ] [ SOLDIER BOY x FEM OC !! ] sequel published as PATIENT ZERO.

Remember that girl that Winston rescued and had humiliated him in front of the entire City of Beasts by refusing him? Yeah. That's me. Reborn as a side character in her favorite novel, Bailey uses the memories of her past life to rewrite the fates of those around her. Despite her own tragic beginnings, will she be able to go against destiny? Or will will her foggy memory cause more problems than they fix? ***This is a fanfiction based off of the webnovel Beauty and the Beasts for entertainment purposes only. I do NOT own the characters or the world creation in this story*** Only a few characters are my original creation. This fanfic is rated 18+ for mature content.

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞." "𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐈'𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ in which elysium nox knows she has a thousand other things to think about - the brewing war on mutant kind, a teenage runaway depending on her, logan unraveling his past, her understanding her own damn powers. and yet all she wants to do is think about scott summers and what color his eyes might be.