Disclaimer: I don't own X-men. (Marvel dose however.)
Chapter one (Night's )
I woke up and smiled. It was a nice day out. I pulled of my light blue sheets. I got out of my comfy bed and walked over to my large mirror and examined myself. I had light peach skin with no frecals. I did however have a ace of harts tattoo. It was odd because it was natural. Also the fact that it glowed like my eyes. When I got mad those two things would glow coulors in my eyes glue a vibrant blue. I also had odd hair. It went to my knees. It was also the same blue as my eyes, exactly. And when I got mad it would glow that vibrant blue. I had on a red PJ short set with a red top on. I clenched my fist tight. Three claws came from each hand. Three also came from each foot. You see I am not your tipiacal teen. I am a mutant. I walked over to my dresser and got dressed. I put on a deep red tbank top. I also put on black stretch pants and deep red chucks. Then I walked out. After I grabbed my blue back pack.
I was headed to school. Today I had a huge test. 'Take me now.' I thought. Mutants had bean disapering every were. Right now they were lucky. Sadly my plea did not work. I reached school and walked into class. I sat down right beside a girl with black Bob cut hair. She was dersed all goth like. She had skin so pail I doubted she ever played outside. I took out my note book and pencil case. I opened it up to a blank page and stared to doodle. "Night, what dose it equal?" Are teacher asked snapping me back into reality. "Ten!" I yelled startled. "No. But you will right the answer one hundred times." She yelled angerly.
After school I was told to stay back. Mom had bin told that I had detention. I was done my lines but had to stay. That was because all I had done was draw a red hart ace card. There was a tap at the window. I looked over and saw a man standing there. He has strong looking. He looked a lot like Victor. He grained showing his sharp teeth. I stood up and ran for it. 'I don't want to be taken anymore.' I pled. No such lick.
We had entered the half and my hair was glowing. Along with my eyes and tattoo. My tattoo was on my lower arm.
Victor udinly cut me off. 'No choose but to fight him.' I thought unsheathing my claws. Victor was taken aback but lunged all the same. He stabbed me in the chest hoping to kill me. Oddly I yanked his claws out and healed instantly. I was so distracted that I did not attack. But I was hit in the back of the head and was out cold.