Disclaimer: I do not own xmen but Peyton is my character

Authors Note: This is my first try at writting a story for fanfiction soI hope you like it. Please read and review!


Warren Worthington III. Angel. He was a mutant, the son of a man who would do everything in his power to get rid of mutants. His father had been working on a cure for years to get rid of the "infection" and Warren had been told from the beginning it was the right thing to do, but what if he met someone that made him change his mind…

Warren walked the streets alone most nights, he had an overcoat on at all times, to hide his… problem, the wings he had strapped down under his coat that made his father look at him with nothing but shame in his eyes,Warren had been led to believe they were just hideous deformities. For years now his father had been working to find a cure to stop the mutant genes, he wanted his son to be cured. And although Warren knew his father did love him, he knew that he longed for him to be like everyone else. And because he had been kept away from "normal" children and didn't have any real friends so he kept to himself most of the time.