So, this is my first x-men story! I hope you all enjoy it. Please give me feedback and tell me your thoughts, I have the next few chapters written but it is always good to know what people are thinking.
I also do not own x-men, Marvel or any of that (I wish), I only own my OC- Evelyn.
Enjoy!
Evelyn was young when it first happened, the thing that would set herself apart from everything else in her life, the thing which would cause a burning hatred to flow throughout her very veins.
Evelyn's parents had took her and her brother to the park for the afternoon, it being a treat for them due to the change from the rainy English weather to clear blue skies and a shining sun. They had been treated to an extra sandwich each on their picnic, their Mother having saved bread from the previous week.
Evelyn was heartbroken when she was told they had to return home, beginning to pull a tantrum just like any other child would. But this wasn't like any other tantrum. In a circle around where she was standing, the grass began to ever so slightly shake, making little balls of dirt bounce softly off the ground. The birds nested in their trees began to make a ruckus, flying out to circle around her head with thunderous squawks to match her cries, the squirrels hidden in the greenery began to run towards her, making themselves home at her feet or on her shoulders. A warm tingle also began to run up her arms, feeling almost like a burn as green veins ever so slightly began to appear.
Her parents were horrified, along with everyone else in the park. Fingers were pointed, hands covered mouths and screams began to be heard. It all stopped when there was a harsh tug on her arm, dragging her away from the shocked spectators in the direction of home.
At home, tears were shed and angry yells were directed at her.
"What did you do?"
"How did you do that?!"
"Answer me, Evelyn!"
Evelyn didn't know how she was meant to answer them if she didn't even know the answers herself. The fear of the unknown was rife in all of them. The fear of the unknown is what started everything.
Her parents never treated her the same. They were scared it would happen again, scared of what had happened to their daughter.
When the war was over, a circus had came to their town in celebration; everyone flocked to it, excited to see the strange, to have no worries and to get lost in the excitement. Evelyn's parents took her and her brother, making her believe everything had turned back to normal with them all; Evelyn should have known that nothing could ever be normal again.
When they arrived, her Father took her off in a different direction, promising to meet up with her Mother and Brother later. He guided her to a tent far on the other side of the field where the circus was set up on, away from all the noise and festivities. Evelyn knew what was happening as soon as she stepped into the tent. They were giving her to a circus. As her Father left her side to speak with the man, Evelyn could feel the familiar sensation of rumbling deep within her, moving all the way down to the ends of her toes. A tingle also started to grace her arms and fingers, green sparks flying out of both when her Father went to touch her.
A loud crackle was heard as his hand shot back in pain, the faint smell of burnt flesh greeting all of their noses. The man who her Father had been speaking to stepped forward, an uncomfortably large grin etched onto his gaunt face.
"She is...brilliant."
The rumbling increased; Evelyn felt as though she may be sick.
"I'm sorry Evelyn." Her attention was drawn to her Father, who had now moved to the tent exit. "It's for the best Eve, you'll see."
Evelyn could barely see her Father leave due to all the tears in her eyes, listening out for the flap of the tent in the wind as he walked out of her life. She doesn't need to be abandoned, she needs help.
"Your family have told me about you Evelyn, but now you're here before my eyes you're just as much a wonder as you were then," The man spoke, coming to crouch before her, looking at the dirt dancing along the ground before continuing to speak, "You can do things to animals, yes?"
Evelyn sniffled, trying to stop the rumbling that was rattling her very bones.
"I don't- I don't know," She replies meekly, staring at the ground.
The man tuts, standing back up to walk so he wasn't facing her, his hands clasped behind his back.
"I don't think that is quite true now, is it, Evelyn? There were quite a few witnesses to your little- lets say, performance in the park?" He turns back to face her, reaching out to touch her but deciding against it at the flicker of a green spark.
"The Electric Animal Whisperer, what an act."
Thank you for reading! I know is it a short chapter, but it is just to introduce you all to the story, the other chapters will be much longer.
I apologise for any spelling or grammar mistakes you may see, but please let me know your thoughts!
