In mythology, there is a story about a nymph named Echo. The story tells of how she fell under the wrath of a goddess who doomed her to a fate where she could only repeat the words that others spoke. If that were the case, I think, I would have stayed…quiet.
My name is Mute Kingsly. I am 16 years old and have been enrolled for only two days at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. As you may have guessed, I am a mutant and a special one according to Prof. Xavier. Today, the students are coming back from their trip with a woman named Storm and, according to Xavier, Logan has arrived after a road trip. I cannot wait to meet them.
Mute.
"Well kids, how did you enjoy your trip?" Xavier asked.
"It was great Proffessor," Kurt said.
"Just what we needed to relax," Kitty added.
Xavier smiled.
"I'm glad you all had a wonderful time," he said.
He turned to Storm.
"Now Storm, I'd like to speak with you privately after everyone's unpacked if you don't mind."
Storm smiled but she was a bit puzzled.
"Of course, Charles."Nodding, Xavier wheeled himself out of the room.
"Hey, Charles," Logan said, opening the door to Cerebro.
He stopped as he caught sight of a girl with the helmet in her hands.
"Hey, who are you?" he demanded, claws shooting out.
The girl looked bewildered, almost dropping the helmet. In an instant, she was gone. Logan was taken aback.
"Logan, what's going on in here?"Logan turned to see Charles.
"Charles, there was a kid in here!" Logan explained.
Charles smiled slightly.
"Mute," he called gently. "Don't worry. Logan won't hurt you.""Mute?" Logan asked.
Slowly the girl reappeared, exactly where Logan had last seen her.
"Mute here is our newest student," Charles explained.
He held his hand out to Mute who came to his side and took it.
"I found her while you were all on your vacations and went to get her myself. It was a good thing father had a hard time letting her go though."
Mute's pale blue eyes shut and she focused on Xavier. He smiled.
"He only let her go because I assured him that he could visit whenever possible."
Logan eyed the white haired girl.
"So what's her deal?" he asked, pointing to her mouth.
Charles smiled thinly.
"Coincidentally enough, Mute is mute."