Chapter One- Endings and Beginnings
A girl, of a deprived state and stature opened her eyes with, a groan. Where am I?, she thought to herself as she sat to stare into a cold, white room. Blinking, a sudden epiphany came to her. A memory of being out running and then the sensation of falling entered her again. That meant- the hospital. Blood and ashes, she thought to herself. The hospital. Hurriedly, the girl took off her Live Strong bracelet. If this was the nearest hospital, the DNR bracelets were the exact same shade of yellow.
A nurse walked by and glanced through the window. She swiftly turned around and soon another nurse had joined the girl in the bare room.
"I see you awoke," the nurse said in a sweet, gentle voice. "You were found passed out on a sidewalk."
"I thought as much,' the girl retorted. "It's not every day I wake in a white room."
"Then you should tell us your name. You carry no identification."
"I am known as Mirabilis Goldenstar. And I have no identification besides my birth certificate."
"Who are your parents?"
"I am an orphan."
"Legal guardians?"
"None either."
"Then you are an emancipated minor?"
"No. The courts say I am legally represented by a Professor Xavier, though him I have never met."
"Thank you for that information. You do know that it is against regulation to take in a young patient without parental consent-"
"I know, I know."
"- but you were in such horrid health that several nurses pleaded. Did you know that you are malnourished?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"And that there was a huge gash across your stomach?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Do you know the severe likelihood that would have become infected?"
"We were out of gauze, and so I went to go to the drug store to get some more after work."
The nurse nodded, and left, already knowing the number to call for Mirablis' legal guardian. This was only destined to become more interesting. And even then, headaches would arise.
Logan looked at the Professor quizzically as the phone call ended.
"Who?" Logan said gruffly.
"She's alive," the Professor said, as though in answer but also enigmatically.
"Who?" Logan asked gruffly.
"Mirabilis Goldenstar. She was- is- my goddaughter. I was friends with her parents, but they perished when she was perhaps five years old," he buried his head in his hands. "What have I done?"
Lance stared slightly quizzically, and then growled, "I'll prepare a room."
Mirabilis arrived the next week, with much improvement still needed on her wound and nutrition. Already great strides had been taken on her health, but the Professor did not see her that first week. She slept most of the time and Wolverine took care of her necessities. Xavier didn't feel it was right.
That morning, Professor Xavier awoke a little before the students, and entered into the dining room before the first mutant would come. Therefore, it was to his great surprise that a strange girl, who never before he had seen, was seated and eating a bowl of crisp rice cereal. He paused slightly, uncertain of what to do. She- he presumed the girl was his goddaughter- was different than his memories. Sometime, she had he hair trimmed to curl gently under her ears. And the girl was taller than he expected- 5'5". But she did have the same mouth- no upper lip to speak of, but a full bottom one. And still, Professor X wondered if her infamous smile had change or if it was the crooked menace he remembered.
"Good morning," the Professor said quietly, entering the room.
She was silent.
"Are you deaf?"
"No," Goldenstar responded.
"Then why do you not respond?"
She pressed a finger to her mouth, as though thinking of and impossibly hard subject, "Let's see you ignore me all my life, so I was raised by foster parents. That's not too horrible, but listen. As one of the few girls, I was given less to eat than all others, for I was a girl. I was attacked heading to school, and at home. After a bit, a younger girl-child joined us, and she received even less than me, so I was forced to share. Do you think I willingly starve myself?" She slammed her spoon down and quickly departed, knocking Jean on her back as she rushed to the room.
"Who was that?" Jean asked as entered in, looking for a humble repast. "A new recruit?"
The Professor just stared, and mumbled, "I need to talk to everyone about her. She's… special."
The group had gathered in a few minutes, all waiting to hear about what was postponing their meal.
"So, what's her power?" requested Rhane.
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DNR-Do not resuscitate. Basically it means you don't want to go on life support if your heart stops beating.