Hey Guys! I know I haven't published for a long time, but inspiration never came and well I stopped writing. I promise that in the future I'll write more about my previous fanfiction.

Now I wanted to create a new one, more modern and exciting. I've done just the introduction, but it's for you to tell me what you think. Yesterday I watched X-Men days of the future past and I loved it, especially Michael Fassbender (who doesn't?) and I decided to do a fanfic about him and my new character. So, hope you like my idea

Days of her Present Past

My name is April Hook and I am a secret agent of the CIA, I could say the best. However, life has not been godly with me. I'm just a miserable girl, trying to look strong but I know that my soul is trembling. Long nights crying, remembering my mum, my dad and Simon, my little piece of heaven who was taken away from me, actually they all were, and I lay all the fucking blame on mutants. Yes, those selfish beasts are responsible for my suffering, for my anger. That's why I decided to be a secret agent; seven years I've been in the CIA and I have to say that I enjoy my work.

Damn, it seems it was yesterday when I was a seventeen-year-old girl watching all her life vanished in a few seconds. We were having dinner when the bell rang, we thought it could be a relative, so I stood up and opened the door. That was the last thing I remember, then I woke up and i could noticed I had crashed into the mirror which was beside the door. Everything was destroyed; I called my mum, my dad, Simon... but no one answered back.

First I found Simon, behind the dinner table, there he was with his eyes closed, he seemed so peaceful. Even though I tried to wake him up I knew that he would never open those innocent eyes again. After that, I found my mum, she was dead in the stairs, with her eyes opened, and she seemed so scared. My dad was not in the house, police took a week until they found him in the bottom of the local lake, drowned.

I knew from the beginning who had killed my dad, actually, what killed my dad. Police was lost and confused, but they are not the curious ones because after moths they left my father's case.

My father was a scientist, and worked for a special organization. He was a good man who was fascinated with some special humans, at least that's how he called them. He had shared what he was doing with me. Humans with special powers capable of anything, they seemed incredible, I admired them just like my father. However, I knew that he was in danger, as I had seen a man watching us and I could swear he twisted our letterbox one day. At first I thought it was my imagination but after I said this to my father he freaked out and closed every door, and every window. The following night all my family was killed.

From there, my life has passed in a rush. A year in an orphanage, planning my future. After a long wait I could get out and travel to Washington DC. My plan was clear, I wanted to serve my country, against those monsters called "mutants" and know more about my father research. Although I can't control the pain I feel everyday I pretend that I can. Like I said before, I consider myself a strong agent.

Now, I have the most fascinating mission I have ever done; take all the information I can from the most negligible and dangerous "man" in our world, Mr. Erik Lehnsherr. Luckily for me, he has been locked up underneath the Pentagon for nine years; unfortunately for him, I hate mutants and I he is not my exception.