Hiya people! Yep its another story by me. Yes ANOTHER one! But this story
has been bugging me.
Dolly: but its another made up character story.
Look my Character has been poking me in the head. I NEED TO RELEASE IT!
Dolly: okay say it don't spray it.
Disclaimer: I no own X-men Nope. Me no own Brother hood either.. Morlocks? They're not in this story yet so that I don't have to say I own.. I own Me, Dolly the elf doll and my character Donna Heath.
And just to let you know this is set in season 2.
Right Disclaimer check, Saying hi check, my mascot Dolly, character is here check now who have I forgotten?
Tabbitha: LET ME OUT OF THIS CUBORD!
Dolly: say please
Tabbitha: grrr -_-.. Please...
(Dolly opens door.)
why didn't you just blow the door up to get out?
Tabbitha: cause.. DOH!
Never mind right now I got my muse now let the story BEGIN!
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-Hello-
BOOO! Heh did I scare you? I like scaring people its fun.. Oh don't you know who I am? Well I better tell you then... my name is Donna. Donna Heath also known as Zap the half American and half Irish Girl and I live at the Brother Hood house.. But I usually call it the B-Hood Grounds.. Stupid huh? Well my problemo.
well I have Medium length hair which is Orange and I use a alice band for my hair. I wear a v-neck long sleeve shirt with purple sleeves and the v- neck is purple while the rest is white, I have green sneakers and flared jeans with ripped knees. Yea like you really wanted to know what I wear.
any way this is Bayvillie. I've been here for a LOOONG time well.. Not since the begging I am the newest Brother hood member. but before I tell you about the others I better tell you about me..
It was all ways just me and my Dad, my Mom died when I was just a baby so I don't get so upset about my Moms death. Me and my Farther lived in a house in Marvin town in Ireland. God how I loved that house and I can practically smell Dads Pasta and Cheesy sauce with Garlic bred on the side for dinner. oh man I kill for one last plate of Dads delicious meal. Well when I was 10 he told me that we were moving from Ireland to England in London for a new job and ofcorse like most kids I didn't want to leave but I loved my Dad lots so I didn't get upset. So we moved to London and lived in a flat.
A few years later I liked London and made lots of friends. Dad enjoyed his job. I never got to know what his job was but I knew he was happy and told me what happened in the office and said the things that he and his friends did and they were so funny.
one Saturday Dad took me to get ice cream we had a lovely time and I remembered the flavours we chose. I picked mint and Dad picked vanilla. We were driving home and chatting then suddenly a van stopped right in the middle of the road and Dad made a quick turn and smashed into the lamp post. I thought the worst was over until some idiot smashed straight in to our car and we turned over and I saw flame. Dad yelled at me to get out but the seat belt was stuck then my hands glowed Gold and sliver and then my instincts to aim my arm at the seat belt and it shot out the gold and sliver beam and it got me out and I crawled out. I turned to Dad but he yelled " Donna Run don't worry about me go.". "DAD!" I yelled I went forward to the car but it exploded. I screamed.
It was the WORST day of my life. My only family gone. I thought I was going to cry but then a memory of me cry because I cut my knee when I was little and Dad said it makes him sad to see me cry. So on that spot where the accident was I promised myself I would not cry of my Dads death he would be happy if I didn't cry.
A few weeks later and staying in a foster home, a lady told me about my Dad's will. The way she talked to me would have made you think I was 6 years old not 13. There was going to be a funeral and some possessions were given to me. I wore black clothes like most people do when they go to funerals, trousers, T-shirt and a black blazer. I tied my hair in to a high pony and I didn't cried once though I really wanted too.
Weeks later I was given ashes that was once my farther. Mary (Foster mother) taken me and the other kids to Seaford to scatter the ashes. Dad loved that place. It was our first holiday in England and I clearly herd him say that it was the best trip in the world. It made me sad but I still did not cry.
Well that's the tale on the death of my Dad and when my powers were first used. Yes I'm sorry if I sounded like those people who go "oh woe is me" but that's how it went and there's no changing that.
Any way about a month later I realised that I had a power. I forgot about the time I used it to get out of the car. At first Carl a boy at the house was being a real jerk with his dam name calling and when I went off to my room I just threw my arms at a Muppets poster and energy flew out my arm and I saw that sliver and gold beam blast through the wall. So there was no more muppet poster but a lovely hole in the wall. I guess I freaked out but I'll tell you this. I said "Cool!" . I mean if you did something like that you probably be screaming your head off or just in shock.. Just proves I'm weirder than regular people.
I didn't know what to do. I had lots of thoughts in my head, part of me wanted to tell Mary but then thought that I would be sent to some lab for freaks but the other part told me to shut up. But there was one thing I wanted to do.. And it was to run away. Yep for some reason I always wanted to try to run away guess its was just weird instincts. I packed my things in to my bags, made sure the cost was clear and ran with my bags. I was at least a mile away from the house then I realised I had no where to go but I just kept on going.
I think I walked and it turned Midnight and a drunk was following me. He took my shoulders and said " 'ello Darling what ya doing out on a night like this eh?". I must have been scared cause I quickly dropped the bags, turned and shot him with the blast and it sent him flying while I picked my bags up and ran. I ran down a ally way and saw a dead end, and if that wasn't bad the drunk caught up with me and stared at me with his eyes wide opened " I don't know what kind of freak you are but I'm gonna make sure it don't happen again" he ran down with a Bar in his hands and charging towards me then a Blue lady in a white dress jumped down and kicked him in the face. She was beating him up and he Yelled and ran- sort-of-limp away. She turned to me "are you okay?". "fine". I stared and looked at her "who are you?". She grinned at me and said "call me Mystique"
and that's how I met Mystique. What? What do you want.. I'll be out in a minute Lance.. Sorry Lance wants me to come with him to the shops. I promise I'll come back to tell you more. see ya. Okay Lancity I'm coming..
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*tear falls from eye* my first POV.. Well? What did you guys think.
Tabbitha: we really tried not to make it Mary sue.
Dolly: well if you are gonna flame can you do it in a nice way? We don't like nasty ones infact no flames full stop please.
You read it. Now review it.
Dolly: but its another made up character story.
Look my Character has been poking me in the head. I NEED TO RELEASE IT!
Dolly: okay say it don't spray it.
Disclaimer: I no own X-men Nope. Me no own Brother hood either.. Morlocks? They're not in this story yet so that I don't have to say I own.. I own Me, Dolly the elf doll and my character Donna Heath.
And just to let you know this is set in season 2.
Right Disclaimer check, Saying hi check, my mascot Dolly, character is here check now who have I forgotten?
Tabbitha: LET ME OUT OF THIS CUBORD!
Dolly: say please
Tabbitha: grrr -_-.. Please...
(Dolly opens door.)
why didn't you just blow the door up to get out?
Tabbitha: cause.. DOH!
Never mind right now I got my muse now let the story BEGIN!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-Hello-
BOOO! Heh did I scare you? I like scaring people its fun.. Oh don't you know who I am? Well I better tell you then... my name is Donna. Donna Heath also known as Zap the half American and half Irish Girl and I live at the Brother Hood house.. But I usually call it the B-Hood Grounds.. Stupid huh? Well my problemo.
well I have Medium length hair which is Orange and I use a alice band for my hair. I wear a v-neck long sleeve shirt with purple sleeves and the v- neck is purple while the rest is white, I have green sneakers and flared jeans with ripped knees. Yea like you really wanted to know what I wear.
any way this is Bayvillie. I've been here for a LOOONG time well.. Not since the begging I am the newest Brother hood member. but before I tell you about the others I better tell you about me..
It was all ways just me and my Dad, my Mom died when I was just a baby so I don't get so upset about my Moms death. Me and my Farther lived in a house in Marvin town in Ireland. God how I loved that house and I can practically smell Dads Pasta and Cheesy sauce with Garlic bred on the side for dinner. oh man I kill for one last plate of Dads delicious meal. Well when I was 10 he told me that we were moving from Ireland to England in London for a new job and ofcorse like most kids I didn't want to leave but I loved my Dad lots so I didn't get upset. So we moved to London and lived in a flat.
A few years later I liked London and made lots of friends. Dad enjoyed his job. I never got to know what his job was but I knew he was happy and told me what happened in the office and said the things that he and his friends did and they were so funny.
one Saturday Dad took me to get ice cream we had a lovely time and I remembered the flavours we chose. I picked mint and Dad picked vanilla. We were driving home and chatting then suddenly a van stopped right in the middle of the road and Dad made a quick turn and smashed into the lamp post. I thought the worst was over until some idiot smashed straight in to our car and we turned over and I saw flame. Dad yelled at me to get out but the seat belt was stuck then my hands glowed Gold and sliver and then my instincts to aim my arm at the seat belt and it shot out the gold and sliver beam and it got me out and I crawled out. I turned to Dad but he yelled " Donna Run don't worry about me go.". "DAD!" I yelled I went forward to the car but it exploded. I screamed.
It was the WORST day of my life. My only family gone. I thought I was going to cry but then a memory of me cry because I cut my knee when I was little and Dad said it makes him sad to see me cry. So on that spot where the accident was I promised myself I would not cry of my Dads death he would be happy if I didn't cry.
A few weeks later and staying in a foster home, a lady told me about my Dad's will. The way she talked to me would have made you think I was 6 years old not 13. There was going to be a funeral and some possessions were given to me. I wore black clothes like most people do when they go to funerals, trousers, T-shirt and a black blazer. I tied my hair in to a high pony and I didn't cried once though I really wanted too.
Weeks later I was given ashes that was once my farther. Mary (Foster mother) taken me and the other kids to Seaford to scatter the ashes. Dad loved that place. It was our first holiday in England and I clearly herd him say that it was the best trip in the world. It made me sad but I still did not cry.
Well that's the tale on the death of my Dad and when my powers were first used. Yes I'm sorry if I sounded like those people who go "oh woe is me" but that's how it went and there's no changing that.
Any way about a month later I realised that I had a power. I forgot about the time I used it to get out of the car. At first Carl a boy at the house was being a real jerk with his dam name calling and when I went off to my room I just threw my arms at a Muppets poster and energy flew out my arm and I saw that sliver and gold beam blast through the wall. So there was no more muppet poster but a lovely hole in the wall. I guess I freaked out but I'll tell you this. I said "Cool!" . I mean if you did something like that you probably be screaming your head off or just in shock.. Just proves I'm weirder than regular people.
I didn't know what to do. I had lots of thoughts in my head, part of me wanted to tell Mary but then thought that I would be sent to some lab for freaks but the other part told me to shut up. But there was one thing I wanted to do.. And it was to run away. Yep for some reason I always wanted to try to run away guess its was just weird instincts. I packed my things in to my bags, made sure the cost was clear and ran with my bags. I was at least a mile away from the house then I realised I had no where to go but I just kept on going.
I think I walked and it turned Midnight and a drunk was following me. He took my shoulders and said " 'ello Darling what ya doing out on a night like this eh?". I must have been scared cause I quickly dropped the bags, turned and shot him with the blast and it sent him flying while I picked my bags up and ran. I ran down a ally way and saw a dead end, and if that wasn't bad the drunk caught up with me and stared at me with his eyes wide opened " I don't know what kind of freak you are but I'm gonna make sure it don't happen again" he ran down with a Bar in his hands and charging towards me then a Blue lady in a white dress jumped down and kicked him in the face. She was beating him up and he Yelled and ran- sort-of-limp away. She turned to me "are you okay?". "fine". I stared and looked at her "who are you?". She grinned at me and said "call me Mystique"
and that's how I met Mystique. What? What do you want.. I'll be out in a minute Lance.. Sorry Lance wants me to come with him to the shops. I promise I'll come back to tell you more. see ya. Okay Lancity I'm coming..
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*tear falls from eye* my first POV.. Well? What did you guys think.
Tabbitha: we really tried not to make it Mary sue.
Dolly: well if you are gonna flame can you do it in a nice way? We don't like nasty ones infact no flames full stop please.
You read it. Now review it.
