Hey, so this is my new story. It's a crossover of Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes, X-Men: Evolution, The Kane Chronicles, and the Heroes of Olympus. Since, FF only lets you do crossovers of two, I put it under Avengers and Heroes of Olympus. I don't know why.
So, does anyone else read/watch all these shows/books?
Hey, my name's Jayke. It's an odd name, but I think it's okay.
I guess I should explain myself. After all, I am telling you my story…
For a long time, I was so different. Maybe it was my name, the spelling of my name, or even my mixed races. Maybe my socially awkwardness, my addiction to thievery and fire, or my disabilities. Maybe it was the fact that I was a Greek demigod and a Egyptian magician. Probably that.
I wish I was normal, but my friend (the one friend I managed to make) told me that normal was overrated. I wish that were true. She didn't know my secrets, but she deserved to know.
My mother, of course, was supportive of me. She says my father would have loved me any way I was. She said that, wherever my father was, he would always love me.
And then I found out I was a mutant. Great huh? But only my family knew, my family and my only friend. I'm glad it stayed that way. The one thing that my school did know was that I was, erm... a bit insane.
I would have these... attacks, where I wasn't myself. Like someone was living inside me, a monster, and it wanted freedom. It would just... break out.
I guess it's not real insanity. Some people say it's offensive to say I do because a lot of people have it a lot worse and I have it easy. They said it was probably DID (dissociative identity disorder) or bi-polarity or something like that. It really doesn't change what happens, no matter what I call it, it always happens. My mother told me that it was okay, that it would be okay.
But it won't be okay, because, along with the mythical and insane parts of me, I also have ADHD. My mother doesn't know how much it hurts to live like this. But at least she doesn't look at me funny.
My grandparents look at me weird sometimes, though.
My grandma, she's Chinese, and yells a lot. My mom says it's because she's deaf in one ear.
My grandpa is Egyptian, and he's really strong for a grandpa. He used to tell me stories about Egyptian gods and magicians, and that it was in my mother's bloodline, and mine, to learn magic.
He's also a really good storyteller.
My mother said that my father was Greek, he was Hermes.
She said he couldn't stay in a single place for long, but long enough to have me. She says I inherited his smarts and wits, and his reflexes. She said he was fast, and that he was clever. She says I was the same as him. I don't think so.
You have to know, my story is an odd one. It has monsters, mutants, and villains. It's not a normal story. The story is as normal as I am, and I'm not normal at all.
At times, you may be jealous, thinking my life is so great, but honestly, the stronger you are, the harder you fall.
So, there, I explained myself. I hope you'll keep reading my story, because sometimes it's like I'm talking to the wind.
So will you stay to listen or pass me by?
