She thought she was a freak. She had spent her entire life believing that. Everywhere she went, people would point it out.
"Alien!"
"Freak!"
"Mutant!"
And that was it.
Cherry Baudelaire was a mutant. Her parents tried to hide it, but they couldn't keep it from everyone. Growing up in Australia, Cherry was shunned and laughed at. People would throw rocks at her and call her names. Her parents pretended that they loved her regardless, but Cherry was a smart girl, and she could easily tell their true feelings about her mutation through their comments.
"One day, there'll be a cure."
"We love you even if you're like this."
"Try to hide it, and no one will know."
Try to hide it? That wasn't so easy when a gale would swirl around her when she was upset. With a wave of her hand, she could blow a tree bare. Her mutation gave her aerokinesis, and there wasn't exactly anything she could do about it.
She never wanted to be normal. And when she and her parents moved to New York, she hoped that she would find people who accepted her. She was sorely let down of course, at least for two years.
And then, everything changed. While working in a flower shop in Westchester, they found her.
Charles Xavier and Erik Lensherr. They said they could help her. They said that they knew about her mutation, and that they could bring her to a place with people like her, a place where she could learn how to control her powers. And that is where this story begins.
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