A/N: Don't give me that look! This story is dying to come out! And sometimes it won't make sense but that's because the characters don't understand either. When they understand you understand. Okay?
After X1. The curse could only be lifted by the power of the gods. But the people believed that the curse was deserved, because we mutants stole our gifts from the gods. It was said to burn from within, making the personal feel trapped. That's why it's called Calypso.
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Walvis Bay, Nambia…
Alex pulled the cigarette to her mouth and took a long drag, allowing the taste to fill her. She blew out slowly and looked over the horizon. The sun set was a striking bright orange the distance, overshadowing the sinister atmosphere of the quiet shore. A laugh resounded from the man next to her and she couldn't help but smirk. He never used to be like this. But ever since he'd moved to Namibia, she felt like she could connect with him. Her smirk turned into a pleasant smile as the two figures approached from the water. Splitting images of each other, mother and child ran forwards. Lilith and Lisa. Mother and daughter. And yet neither knew who she was. Not really anyway. Her eyes scanned their blonde hair and moved to their grey eyes. She stilled suddenly as they came closer and her cigarette fell from her limp fingers. She should have suspected from the lack of laughter that something was wrong.
"Wes…" she whispered.
As she uttered his name he was already gone to aid his wife Lilith who had already collapsed suddenly. Alex ran forward and caught seven year old, Lisa as she too collapsed. Wes looked at mother and daughter, fear settling in. Alex set Lisa on the soft sand and took her small hand. Black filled her vision, her head burned and she choked. Her other hand soon grabbed Wes's shoulder and she stared into his already white eyes. A single tear fell from her eye and she turned away in shame.
"Please…" she whispered.
"You only have yourself to blame." he hissed.
She nodded and closed her eyes. She gripped his shoulder as the beautiful sunset disappeared and her legs hit the cold floor of misery.
A/N:Yeah it's short. Like I care. Next chapter soon. Yes it's ROGAN, now hold on.