Hey everyone. I want to thank everyone who reviewed and who has favourite this story ^^ I have made some changes. I plan to update regulary. HelloILikeIt asked me a question, here is the answer.
I will put spaces between the line, thank you for the tip there will be love for Robyn. And I will try to make the chapters longer ^^
I also wanted to say that English isn't my first language, so if there are any mistakes please let me know and I will correct them.
I've never been normal. Even when I was a small child I always felt out of place. I never blamed my parents for that. They loved me and they always did what they thought was the best for me. Well at last what was good for them I suppose.
It was when I was eight when I accidently frozen a glass of water. It was then that I discovered that I can control water. Move it, frozen it, boil it. I can do all of that. I know my parents were horrified, even my father, although he never let that show. I mean why wouldn't he be. It wasn't exactly normal behaviour. Ugh normal. How I hate that word. Is there somewhere in the world someone who is completely normal? I rather be me than someone who is desperately trying to fit in society.
I also don't look that normal. I have eyes of the darkest blue. My father used to say that it reminded him of the deepest ocean. On my sixteenth birthday some strikes in my long black hair turned dark blue. When mother tried to cut it off, it would grow back. After the tenth attempt she gave up.
Anyway my parents decided that it was best that I wouldn't go to school anymore. From that moment on I was home-schooled. It sound as good as it was. Years of boredom and loneliness while some hired douchebag would lecture me about respect. Absolutely heaven. I have seen teachers come and go. My father, Marcus Haven is a doctor. And a really good one too. My mother, Amanda Haven is a house wife. Not that she did a lot of actual housework. She claimed that we have staff
for that. Charming woman, really.
We lived in a villa somewhere in the country. In that house I grew up. I have some good memories there. When I was younger, mother would tell me stories in the garden for hours. She loved to tell tales. She had a huge imagination and wrote a lot of it down. Sadly that was all we did together. I had a much better bond with my father. When I had enough of the teachers, the staff and mother, he would take me to the lake close by where I could be myself. He would sit under a tree, reading or just watching. While my mother was scared of my powers, my father was mostly fascinated.
"What you can do is unique Robyn" he used to say after a day like that. "That's why nobody should know. People can't handle things they don't understand. Even beautiful wonders". Oh how right he was.
But those days are ages ago. I haven't seen my parents in years. I wish I could go back to those times. When things weren't so damn complex. I realize they would never want to see me again. Not after what I did. Not after Cuba. Ha Cuba. That fateful day on the beach. It should have be me, not him. He did not deserve this.
Because years ago, we got visitors of two men. They introduced themselves as Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr. That's where it all went to hell. I should have thrown them out, not come with them. But the thought of freedom was too strong I guess. I was just eighteen and the pressure of my parents got too much. Besides I just heard there are more people just like me! Who would not have fallen for that? I guess people who can actually think. God, I was stupid back then.
Anyway, what's done is done. It's in the past. And I saved people. I know I made a difference. I also drove away a man who truly loved me and lost the only man I ever loved. Don't worry, this is not going to be a sappy love story. I hate those. No this is my story. This is the untold story of the woman behind Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr.
My name is Robyn Haven and this is my story.
