Pride, one of the 7 deadly sins...

[Morpheus]

Often Rue Cauldwell, also known as Morpheus. Why Morpheus, sounded like a guy's name right? Well that was probably due to the fact that it was a guy's name, a god to be exact. The God of Dreams, and Rue was the goddess. Unfortunately the ancients were slightly sexist, hence her reason for taking a male name rather than female. Oh well, she dealt with it, though people often believed she was a male which gave them a little shock when they saw her in the flesh rather than in their dreams.

Rue could manipulate dreams, change them into the best dream you've even had or the worse. Those dreams that made you wake up in a cold sweat and shake uncontrollably. Those that made you loose sleep every night. And contrary to popular belief, everyone eventually slept. And currently she was walking through a particularly pleasant dream that she wasn't very fond of. Several bunnies, rainbows, all that lovely stuff that wasn't reality. Shrugging she her eyes turned a faint grey color as the scenery around her victim changed. Now it was a waste land.

The result of a war between human's and mutants. Guess who won? Mutants of course. Humans had nothing on them. Stepping out of the dream she opened her eyes. One of the bad things about her powers was that although she didn't need the person to be asleep in order to change their dreams, it did render her body slightly more vulnerable than usual. Cracking her knuckles she snapped out of her thoughts as she sighed softly picking up her pace. She had a certain athority figure to pay a visit to. Though she had a feeling that someone had beaten her to the punch.

Clearing her throat her eyes darted toward a now frozen car, most likely a get away car for someone against the mutants becuase Drake aka Ice Man was one of the X-Men. And beint part of the Brotherhood, Rue wasn't to fond of them either, but she wasn't going to charge into a fight without thinking. Plus she was a secret weapon of sorts. No one knew much about her, so being a mystery to both the Brotherhood and everyone else was in her favor. Shrugging slighty not to perturbed about the event she continued walking along. It's not as if the X-Men knew about her, she was even a mystery to the Brotherhood so she was a mystery to the X-Men as well and that's the way she liked to keep it. Closing her eyes she continued walking, bumping into someone they shot open and looked at who it was. No one important.

Though the man gave her an obscene gesture she stored that in her memory and would remind herself to give him a particularly nasty dream that night. Cracking her knuckles she cracked her back as well as she continued to wander coming to a restuarant. Although she wasn extremely hungry she wouldn't beg for food. She's die before she was reduced herself to that. Morpheus was definitely to proud for her own good. Watching others eat her stomach growled slightly. Glaring down she rested her hands on her stomach and leaned her head backward closing her eyes again in thought. When she slept a slight invisible force field popped up to protect her. Unfortunately it was nothing heavy duty but it worked in most cases.

[Beautiful Dreamer]

[taken will post in a sec]

[Morpheus]

[okies, no rush]

[Inferno]

Jason walked down the street wearing his usual black. His face looking more sour than usual as a man with short ginger hair walked beside him twittering on and on about something Jason could be less interested in. Why had Dreamer insisted for Boost to come along? Ah yes that was right he had to be nice if he wanted a boost of his powers. Nice. Jason didnt do nice it wasnt in his dictionary.

Boost twittered on "...so then she was completely out in the open wearing nothing but a curtain shower and a shower cap it was hilari-"

Jason spun arround now realizing what the conversation had been about. Inferno wasnt about to have someone down play his sister, no sir and no mame. "What did you say?"

Boost starred at him then grinned grabbing Jason's arm playfully. "Aww Tiger dont get fuss-"

Jason grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt and glared at him the temperature of the whole street began to rise so quickly that steam began to rise from the gutters. Jason's eyes were blazing now. "Dont you ever speak about my sister that way again. And dont you ever call me Tiger again..." He said trailing off feeling like a fool why did she like tormenting him like this? The girls were probably off having the time of their lives robbing some bank and he was stuck here with Mr. Emty head. Maybe that was because of Dreamer who knew?

He stepped into the resturant to see a girl standing outside peering into the restuarnt. He smiled slightly. One of the Brotherhood, one of the mutants who should have been one of them. She looked familiar somehow. He couldnt quiet place it until her eyes caught his. He blink. He felt his lips begin to form a smirk but he stopped it before it got too far. Oh how the mighty had fallen. It turned instead into an smile, or as much as a smile that Jason wa used to giving. He began to walk over when he heard Boost's whiny voice behind him.

"Ooh she's pretty why dont you invite her to-" Jason turned on him his eyes utterly furious.

"Will you not shut up man?" He hissed. He turned to the girl and smiled slightly "Hello...."

[Morpheus]

If she wasn't so full of damn pride she'd probably play her violin for money. And it wasn't like she got paid in the Brotherhood, far from it they just stole what they wanted. And currently that thought was becoming more and more tempting the more her stomach growled and hunger gnawed at her. Glancing upward she noticed two people walking, she recognized them as mutants as well, from Hexus most likely because they definitely weren't X-Men by the look of them. Glancing over at the shorter one who seemed to be rambling on about some girl and shower curtain she shook her head.

The way some people could go on and on annoyed her to no end. Crossing her arms over her chest to stop the loud noise of her stomach she looked at the short man's companion. She froze her mind coming to a halt. He looked exactly like her childhood friend Jason, Jason Cameron, the one she had thought had died in a fire several years ago. But it couldn't be him, he was dead. Buried 6 feet under and she had gone to her funeral and told herself that his death was all her fault. She was the one that had dropped the candle during the game of hide and seek and lite the whole place on fire.

She could still hear his screams in her mind and that thought jolted her to reality. God, he looked an awful lot like him. He even acted like him. Walked like him. Damnit it had to be him! After all they had never found his body she had just assumed him dead. Rue just wanted to stand up and pummel him to the ground repeatedly. The damn bastard had let her believe that he was dead all these years and she had blamed herself for it the whole time. Putting on her cold mask she watched him walk up. That spark of recognition caught in his eyes but nothing more.

So he knows she looks familiar but not who she was exactly. Rue could use this to her benefit. Clearing her throat she looked at the two with a small smile, well more like a smirk because Morpheus never smiled at all. "Hello to you both." Rue said politely though her posture was rigid and her voice was cold. Although she did know him, there was definitely no reason to trust him now even after all those years. Glaring at them both she stood swiftly making them step back just in case of an attack.

Morpheus grinned slightly. "No need to worry, I'm currently not hostile. But I'd be careful, being lied to all these years does make ones attitude rather nasty, Mr. Cameron." She said glancing at Jason with a cold glare. If he still didn't remember her then she'd definitely have fun dragging this out. It's the least she could do since she had blamed herself for all those years for his horrible death.

[Inferno]

Jason smirked slightly. She was never one to throw a hissy fit, but he hadnt known her for that long had he? That night she was invited over for a playdate was a complete sham. His mother knew that both he and Blink were mutants, knowing that they would often threaten to reveal their powers to the neighborhood. It shocked her and made her fear for them. She had spent her whole life sheilding them form being discriminated against and now that they had powers, it would all come apart.

So she told Jason to stage a fire. He had been hiding in the closet at the time as soon as the candle hit the floor he knew what to do. The candle was too small to start a fire, it would probably go out as soon as hit the floor but he made sure that it didnt. Dramatic though it was Jason knew it would be convincing enough, he did as his mother told him and light the whole room on fire. Blink was then instructed, though it killed her todo so, scream her heart out. Blink was never one to scream, never one to show pain even as a child. She was a cold hard bitch and everyone knew it.

Jason shrugged. "Really? Lying about being a mutant to save face does seem reasonable dont you think? Oh you wouldnt know that would you? You had a happy family."

He opened the door and motioning her to go in. "I can hear your stomach growling from here. Come on and have something to eat...I know Mystique wont like it if one of her little minions passes out from hunger. I wont want that hanging over my head, that woman's already got it in for me."

He motioned for her to go inside, but she stood imobile. He gave a low sigh. "Fine...you want answers? Come inside have a bite. I have all the right answers dearest, all you have to do is ask the right questions." He smirked and stepped inside.

[Morpheus]

Growling low she punched him in the side of the face and as he stumbled backward she said in a menacing voice, "You're a damn bastard Jason. I blamed myself for your death. You really think I had such a perfect life?! God if you had just opened your eyes Jason you would have seen it was far from perfect."

By this time a bruise was beginning to form on the side of Jason's face where she had punched him. And normally Rue was definitely not one for emotions but now she could careless. She was needless to say pissed off. At Jason for making her believe she had killed him only being at the age of 10. Then afterward the whole town had blamed her for his death, they all looked down upon her when she had blamed herself. Morpheus had woke up from horrible nightmares where Jason as a little boy would visit her breathing deeply in a panic.

Her father and mother had blamed her for his death too. Unlike Jason her powers had shown up even earlier than his. And ever since then her father took out his anger on her in various forms of obuse verbal and physical and her mother did nothing to stop him. As soon as she was old enough to live on her own she had moved out and gone her own way. That had been her life and she wasn't to proud of it. Yet Jason had no idea that she had gotten powers before he had and no idea of her family situation.

Turning she walked into the restaurant getting her cold, collected self back into focus her face again a passive mask. If he was offering to pay for her, she wouldn't turn him down. Rue was starving as much as she hated to admit it. And by this time would accept his offer of food. Plus she was probably drawing to much attention to herself with that little stunt she had just pulled. Oh well, Jason had damn well deserved it after what he had done. She still had some scars on her arms from her father.

"Are you coming or not?" Rue asked with a glare to both of them then turned around and continued inside.