Chapter 1
The knocking at the door sounded so loudly throughout the house that Selene thought the door would explode into bits. Which it probably would do if she didn't calm Brock down.
She sighed exasperatingly and yelled down from the second story, "Don't break the door down Brock! Mom will give you the beating of your life if she has to pay for another one!"
The pounding stopped abruptly as soon as it had started.
"It's her fault she didn't get the titanium one like I suggested!" Brock yelled back as he opened the door calmly and shut it without the driving force as before.
Selene just rolled her plain blue eyes, a common habit of hers, and continued reading her assigned book 'Physicality's of Mutated Beings'.
"Ugh, why do I have to study this? I mean, I have a whole family of mutants, and Mum and Dad are scientists for this whacked stuff!" she ranted as she turned yet another page she had already known about.
Selene Drizz's family was quite extraordinary. At least fifty relatives connected to their family tree of seven, and all of them had some type of mutation. Selene had purple hair and scales, Brock with a large stature and with it, strength, Cynthia could sing like no other and have an effect your emotions, Robert was a power monger, draining life and electricity alike with no other way of releasing it except through enormous blasts of power, and Ian… Well, Ian was too young to know what he would develop yet. And Mum and Dad, of course, were telekinetic and had super brains. Not to mention the all the other crazy relatives.
Selene glanced down at her hand and picked at the microscopic scales only she could see. She looked like any other human, except for her dark purple hair that was cut short and spiky. Sure, if you stared at her skin long enough it looked at little fuzzy, but nobody really stared at her much. She was plain looking enough with a hat on, and faded into life at school seamlessly.
The door banged open again downstairs as Robert walked in.
"Why does school have to be so boring?" he whined to Brock while dropping his backpack on the kitchen table.
Rob was almost five years younger than Brock, twelve years old, and hated school. He had to cover his hands all the time, because of his mutation, and didn't like the teasing he received from the other kids at school.
"Because it was created that way." Brock mumbled through a mouthful of cereal he had been eating, "And I think mom had a part in that..."
Selene laughed as she heard a crash from downstairs. Most likely because Catharine had heard her sons comment. Selene took two stairs at a time to go see what had happened to Brock. She had to stifle a laugh as she saw Brock's predicament. He had a cereal bowl on his head and the milk and cereal floating above his head were trying to fill the upside down bowl. He spluttered and ripped the bowl off his head in a rush.
"MOM!" he yelled while still spitting out bits of Captain Crunch, "You know how I hate milk!"
"No insults in the house!" came the reply.
Selene and Robert just laughed at their huge brothers soggy head while Brock just gave a sour look at the milk and box of cereal.
I jerked awake as my happy memory ended. Just getting a glimpse of my surroundings made me groan loudly. Still in the cell? I tried to move my arm and found it strapped to my side. Wait! What's happening?! My thoughts scattered over the thousands of possibilities.
While I was preoccupied I didn't notice the bright light shining in my face, or the silver instruments on the table by my bed. Once I noticed them however, I realized where I was, and started screaming in terror.
Why was I here? Why was I even awake?! I thought they promised to keep me sedated through the whole thing! A white form ran over to me and shoved a mask over my face. I looked up at the masked man with wide eyes.
"Don't h-h-hurt m-m-me." I faintly said before I was plunged into darkness and memories again.
Selene sat on the curb with her hands over her face.
"How could I have been so stupid?" she mumbled to herself, "I just let them take it all away!"
Jerking upright she contemplated herself.
"No. I made the best deal I could have ever made. I'll actually be something now. Not some strange mutant with purple hair, I'll be better."
Dark shapes came up from the alleyway and she cautiously stood up, wobbling a little.
"I'm ready." She said forcefully, as if to convince not only the dark people, but also herself.
She walked with them back into the shadows, but not before giving a mournful glance back at the two story house she had come to call home for eighteen years of her life.
A/N: NOTE- I have totally messed up all my chapters, but don't be all confused, this chapter has the original chappies 1-3. I haven't changed anything about them, so you don't have to read through them again. Please Review!!!