Summary- After being rescued by Logan, Amy Stuart has to stand up to someone from her past in order to survive. She makes friends, forms relationships, and learns secrets. Will Amy have a future? Will the students of the Xavier School of the Gifted be doomed? No one knows but Amy herself.
Chapter 1- "A day like this could turn for the worst."
On a day like this, a bright beautiful day, the sky filled with clouds and the sun shining brightly, no one ever thought it could get worse. Amy Stuart never thought it would get worse, especially on a day like this. And it did. Amy was a bright young woman yet still a girl. Only 17 and she could make her father crumble at the sight of her beautiful brown eyes that she has, when she wants something. She was elegant, but sporty with the long wavy black hair, currently in a ponytail. A basketball champ in her High School. Midday and after the lunch period was when it happened. Amy was practicing and running around, playing a friendly game of basketball with her classmates.
"Jenna! Pass it to me!" Amy cried, positioning herself to catch the ball and when she did, she turned around and the ball.
With a "whoosh", the ball sailed through the basket. Cheers erupted from her teammates; excited by the extra point Amy had gotten them. With huge grin, Amy went after the ball that was slowly bouncing away. As she caught the ball, a huge noise silenced the cheers.
"BANG!"
A door had thrown opened by an unseen force, and it slammed against the wall. There stood three men, and as everyone watched, they started towards Amy. The man in the lead was Amy's father, James Stuart, the police chief of the small town. The other two men, one on each side of James, were his buddies. James didn't look very happy. Disgust was written all over his face.
Amy backed away, still holding the forgotten basketball. She was terrified, and confused to why her father and his two drinking buddies were in her school.
"D-Dad, what are you doing here?" Amy asked.
Her father only had to say the four words that would make her more terrified of what was going to happen.
"I read your journal" James said.
Her eyes widened in fear. Her face drained of color. She backed up even more until she hit the wall behind her. A stray thought floated through her mind, reminding her of the door to her right, leading to the outside.
"What do you mean you read my journal? " Amy asked.
James looked at her and said "I read the whole thing, from front to back. You're a freak"
She shook as a few stray tears escaped from her eyes and trickled down her cheeks. Slowly and unnoticeable, her hands, still holding the ball, crackled silently with blur-colored electricity. With each shake of her body, it grew stronger and brighter.
"Dad…Please don't say that… I'm your daughter" Amy pleaded.
James looked at her and said that turned her world to chaos, "You are no daughter of mine."
The electricity became more intense, and as everyone in the gym finally noticed, the basketball was covered with electricity, so much that not one person could see the color of the ball. The ball exploded. Everyone screamed and covered their faces with their arms to protect themselves. Small tendrils of smoke floated from in between Amy's hands, where the basketball once was.
When James looked back, Amy was gone. The door slowly closed. He ran out and looked around wildly. He couldn't find Amy.
He yelled. He swore. But the result was the same, Amy had escaped.