(Sorry, I was re-reading this and noticed WAY too many errors… so I deleted the story an re-posted it.)
Disclaimer: Well I'm at the point that every fanfic. Author dreads: the disclaimer. So I might as well get it over with… I don't own anything but the characters you haven't heard of and the story. Sob. You evil hearted people!
Author's note: Ok this is my first fanfic so don't flame me too bad. Constructive criticism is appreciated but—
Jessie: Why are you just talking?
Starr: Umm... I just wanted to say hi to my readers?
Jessie: Well seeing as this is your first post, YOU DON'T HAVE ANY READERS! NOW WILL YOU JUST WRITE!
Starr: What if I just want to talk to myself?
Jessie: What if I just want to hit you upside the head with my bat?
Starr: starts writing
Jessie: Thank you. To clear this little convo. up, I am Starr's editor. So thank me for every post she makes. Without me she would still be putzing around with the first chapter, and she wouldn't even be posting this in the first place. Well enjoy…
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X-Men: Evolution: Picking up the Pieces.
Prologue
Jenna's parents had begun to fight, like usual. The raised voices were occasionally punctuated with a breaking glass. Jenna counted the plates smashing against the wall…
7
It was a good night.
Suddenly lighting lit the house and Jenna found her mother at her door.
"Look at this!" Her mother screamed at her father as she pointed at Jenna. "I had my whole life in front of me and then you landed me with this!"
Jenna's mother was drunk. The smell of the liquor hung around the room like a demon's breath. Lending to the scorn and hatred radiating off of her parents.
Jenna watched her parents argue some more. She didn't bother to interfere: that would just earn her a black eye. Soon they would forget why they were fighting and leave each other alone until the next time they needed money or sex or just to slap each other in the face. Jenna's parents were perfectly normal people, when they weren't together.
But this time something was different. Her mother was yelling too loud and her father was strangely silent. He dropped out of Jenna's line of sight for a second and came back with a gun.
Jenna felt her insides turn to ice as she watched, immobilized, as the scene unfolded.
Her mother threw her hands up, common sense barging through the woman's drunken haze. Jenna saw her mom try to reason with her father. But he wouldn't, or couldn't, hear her. Jenna felt as if cotton had been shoved in her ears, she couldn't hear anything.
Go away! The thought ran through Jenna's head, Just go away. I wish everything would just disappear!
A bright flash. And then darkness and silence. A little later, Jenna woke up in a crater.
No house. No barn. No parents.
Jenna felt the air around her condense. Without a reason to stay apart, the atoms of her house, and every thing that was familiar, were returning to their normal state.
Jenna felt a panic raise in her thought. For no reason Jenna ran. Setting herself on the path that would lead her to her destiny.
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Jessie: Starr would like to express her gratitude and ask you to please review.
Me: Whines. Why can't I talk to them?
Jessie: Brushes dust off a Katana. Why don't you give me a reason.
Me: Whispers Yes, Ma'am.
Jessie: What did you say?
Me: Umm... I didn't say anything! In fact, I've already started the next chapter!
Jessie: Good. To the readers. If you like Stargate Sg-1, check out my story "The truth about Daniel's past." Thank you for your time.
Me: Whispers to the readers. It's really funny!