Full Summary:

Annalise Tanner is the oldest child in her family. But when her father realized that she was different than the other kids she went to school with, he pulled her out of public school. Now, the family has been stationed at Ft. Marshal. Will her father let her go outdoors now that her sister seems to want to be around her at all times? And what happens when a convention held by the Army has mutants from Annalise's past showing up at Ft. Marshal? Will Sgt. Tanner allow his daughter to participate even though she is a disappointment to him?

Annalise Tanner:

Growing up the daughter of an Army Sergeant, you learned what you were allowed to do and not allowed to do. For me, I was never allowed to do anything. I wasn't allowed to go to the Military High School so I was forced to do my schooling online. I wasn't allowed to have friends in person, so I was forced to have friends my own way. And before we moved to Ft. Marshal and my sister found the YAC, I was barely allowed to leave the house. My father was afraid what might happen if anyone saw me.

My younger sister was the normal one. I on the other hand had been born with gifts. When we had lived in New York, I'd gone to a school for the gifted where I was allowed to be myself. It was like a boarding school for me because I had my own room, friends and even a boyfriend. Life at the school was so calm. No one ever looked at you like you were weird. You were treated as an equal, no matter what you looked like or what your gifts were. For me, it was always hard to remember that most mutant children aren't born with three gifts.

Yes, I said it. I am a mutant. And apparently the only one in my family born with any gifts. My younger sister Jessica thinks it's cool to have a sister who is a mutant. But because our father has banned us from talking about my mutant side, she hasn't told anyone. We knew what would happen if anyone found out that I was a mutant. The last military post we were on, I'd been practicing keeping two of my gifts under control and Jessica had been injured. Our father had been furious and rumors of child abuse had hurt his career some. But the investigation into child abuse never panned out and the charges had been dropped.

But with the way the new Senator had helped things during the last mutant battle, mutants were beginning, slowly, to come out of their hiding places. If a mutant ad the same rights as everyone else, why couldn't I have any friends?

Maybe it was because most people still didn't trust mutants. As much as I knew about Senator Beast, I did know that he was accepted by Congress as well as the President. Granted, most mutants weren't the children of military personnel, but why would that really matter. Sometimes, I just want to be normal. My mother, my sister and I all walk on eggshells when my father is home. Yet when he is either in DC for some kind of work or deployed, we are a happy family. When my father isn't home, I am allowed out of the house.

Would my father care if he ever saw me again? Does he even love me?