Basically, mutants have all been branded and although they have equal rights, people still are against them. You will probably realise the mutants in this. :D Esspecially if you know me. lol

I ran into the station just as my train was sucked into the dark tunnel. I would have to wait about 30 minutes for the next one so I decided to stand close to the small set of chairs. I didn't sit, because I knew my butt would freeze since I was wearing my thin cotton trousers but heaters were close by. The only people in the staion were a young couple. The boy well muscled with stragely brown hair and a tough guy look. The girl was very pretty, soft chestnut hair in a ponytail, large blue eyes and a cute button nose, with pouty lips.
They looked like a strange couple, good girl and bad boy. I couldn't see much more of them since 3 young men around 21-atleast 3 years older than the boy, possibly 5 years older than the girl-stood infront of them, splashing a pool of water that was near them, over the couple and there small luggage bag.
"Ah sorry mate!" One of them said. "But..." He checked the remains of his beer and dribbled the dregs onto the girls trainers. He then swaggered over to the taxi rank leaving the other two.
"Heh heh...what's your power freak?" A tall man with bleeched blond hair crouched down to the boys height. In a flash the boy twisted himself so the girl was closer to him, both arms around her. His eyes moved back and forth as if they were on elastic and he pushed a lock of hair away from his temple slightly and I saw the brand. A black M tatooted on his temple. Mutant. The men had obviously noticed it before now.
"I said what's your power."
"Never you mind." He hissed. I knew he could obviously take on the men no worrys but he was wanting to protect his grilfriend.
"Oh so muties got a attitude! We'll tell ya what, you let your NORMAL girlfriend leave with us and we'll leave you alone..huh babe." The other man with dark hair leered at the young girl.
The girl shook her head rapidly, her small hands gripping to the boys black tee, her head burying into his shoulder.
"You don't want her toby...looky-look." The blond one pointed to the small M on the girls temple, which was once hidded by her chin length bang.
"So we gots a couple of muties..."
The girl started to sob quietly, and the boy wrapped himself around her even more, like a shield or a blanket, whispering words into her ears glaring at the men.
"Leave us alone."
His voice was full of menice and warning but the men just laughed loudly, making the girl cry more. The blond one spat on the girl, and pulled the tie out of her hair roughly along with some of her soft hair, making her yelp in pain and making me wince.
It was then I felt the ground move under my feet.
"Don't touch her." The boy gritted his teeth and glared at the men. The shaking grew more intense as the boy stamped his foot. The men laughed nervously and started walking, there sour laughter echoing threw the near deserted station.
And just as they left, the boys in blue entered threw the other door. It would have been funny, if I wasn't so mad. What should I do? Charge the men? Have there names, adresses, looks all put into that little black book they carried around? No, they would just get off with a warning, since there was nothing obvious. No punches thrown, no blood, no wounds, just feeling damaged. The men deserved to be paraded threw the streets with there tounges cut out, for all the vulgar things they had ever said to mutants or another race, then they should be pelted with stones. I wanted to scream at them, hurt them the way they had hurt that couple, and the way the may have hurt them if the boy hadn't made the ground move. But most of all, i wanted the girl to stop crying.

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