Breach

by TheIncredibleAvocado

Caprice de Mendoza is a mutant who will soon move from Staten Island to Westchester County, where she will be attending Jean Grey's Academy for Higher Learning. There she will meet many new mutants. She also decided to record her experiences in a journal (this is that journal) so that one day someone else like her can read what it is to be a moral mutant and a good person.

1. Chapter 1

LOG #1

The date is 27. Month? May. Year? Unimportant.

My name is Caprice de Mendoza. I am a mutant. This log is not a diary. I am not pouring my feelings out into a book just to "express myself" or what have you. I'm doing this for other mutants. See, I'm going to put entries into this log about the triumphs and struggles of being a mutant. Hopefully, reader, you'll learn from my mistakes and get something out of this.

When I feel I have adequately filled this log with stories that might help you, I'm going to get rid of it. Perhaps I'll leave it at a table in the food court of a mall, or drop it in the street. Then I pray, through a variated form of the Matthias Method, you who pick it up can be a young mutant as well in my situation. Now, I don't want to refer to you as 'Reader,' so I'll give you a gender-neutral name. Al will do.

It could be short for Allison, Ally, Alicia, Alice, Alec, Alexander, Alexandria, Alex, Alistair, and who knows what else.

At any rate, tomorrow is my last day of eighth grade, and in two weeks I'm moving from my humble abode in the Forgotten Borough to Westchester County. Located there is a boarding school, teaching mutants how to assimilate to human society. It is called Jean Grey's Academy for the Higher Learning, formerly known as Xavier's Institute for the Gifted. The school has only recently admitted to being a training ground for mutants, which I believe was a dumb move on their part. I suspect it wouldn't take much for the MRD to barge in and arrest all staff and students involved. I mean, we're genetically superior and we're congregating in a place of learning. If I did not possess the X-gene I would be frightened.

But, to quote something I read on the Internet once (featuring a popular puppet frog), that's none of my business.

A/N: Uh, hi! This is my first fic, so please don't bash me. I would appreciate any and all constructive criticism though. This is like a log written by an OC of mine. Her powers will be explained later. I'll probably put up another chapter really soon. Thanks for reading!