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Michelle and Davinia, however, are mine. So hands off

Mutants. These people who are born with the 'X Gene' are given abilities beyond human comprehension, and very same people are probably some of the most hated people on the planet. The reason they are hated is partly because we don't know much about the extent of power they might be able to amass if left alone, and another part is the man named 'Magneto'. Magneto is seemingly hell bent on making mutants a 'haven' completely pure of humans where they can thrive without prejudice or fear, however his methods are somewhat extreme and his views towards humans are just as bad.

I'm a human, but I have lived being treated on the same level as mutants, regardless of what I say people seem to think I am a mutant. My parents are devout Christian believers, They even named me Davinia (of course they wanted a boy so they could use David but I guess those are the breaks) because they were absolutely positive that, like the bible character, I would rise against great odds by myself and overcome them with very little. Now, one would think that being Christian's they would be a little understanding and maybe even accepting, but the truth is when I was first suspected of being a mutant, they kicked me out of the house (Literally, my dad pick me up dragged me to the door, and kicked me)and left me with naught but the clothes on my back.

It was around this time as well that my best friend, or rather my only friend had turned out to be a mutant as well. Michelle was walking around the school ground when everyone around her seemed to have a hallucination of the same thing only for an aura to appear around my friend just as the hallucination ended, as saying who was the cause of it. So we about to leave the only town we had ever known, when suddenly a large jet landed not too far ahead of us. A short but rather solid man wearing an orange and black spandex like suit with orange gloves and boots, and a mask that left only his mouth and chin visible, approached us from the jet alongside a dark skinned woman with long flowing white hair wearing a black suit with white gloves and a cape flowing behind her.

"So which of you is Michelle?", asked the short man

Michelle raised her hand, a little timidly due to the abrupt nature of situation. When she did raise her hand though, the woman spoke up, "We are from the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters, we would like to help you learn to use your abilities in a safe environment. Would you like to come with us?"

Michelle replied after some thought, "I'm not sure, we were just kicked out of our homes for being mutants, why should we trust you?"

SNIKT

As soon as Michelle had finished asking her question, three metal blades sprouted from the man's fist, one between each knuckle. "Does that answer your question, bub?", The man said as he retracted the blades back into his arms. When the blades were fully retracted, the man looked back at Michelle and spoke again, "Hang on, you said both of you were kicked out for being mutants, so why did Chuck only tell us about one?"

"Just because we were both kicked out for that reason doesn't that we both are mutants", I said in response to his introspective question, "I don't know if I'm a mutant but I was kicked most for suspicion of being one."

The man simply grunted, to which I turned to the woman, "If you can help Michelle out would be great, though it would be nice to at least give the people you're trying to help your names first."

The woman's eyes widened in realisation, "Oh, I'm terribly sorry. My name is Ororo Munroe, and this man here is Logan. He's a little rough around the edges but he's a good person, anyways we will be able to accommodate you at the institute, so if you'll come with us.", as she finished, she made a gesture towards the jet that she and the man, now known as Logan, had arrived in.

"I won't go unless Davinia can come with me." Michelle practically shouted.

Ororo thought for a short while before turning to Michelle and saying, "Of course she can come with us, though I don't know how Charles will react to it."

"What are you talking about, this is almost what Chuck dreams about. He'll probably be ecstatic about having a human live amongst mutants." was Logan's curt response to Ororo's musing. Ororo looked at Logan quizzically before nodding her head and voicing her agreement, "Yes, I do believe we would be rather excited by this turn of events"

"So I guess we'll just leave you two here then." I shouted from the jet. As soon as Ororo said I could come the first time, Michelle started dragging me towards the jet, we had made it most of the way there before I yelled back to the two people who had just realised we were no longer in front of them.

"You'll do no such thing." Growled Logan as he approached the jet. Ororo laughed silently at Logan's reaction, "Well I think we should be off then.", she said as she seated herself in the pilot's seat. Michelle and myself seated ourselves in the available seats as Logan sat in the seat next to Ororo. Moments later the jet started up and we were airborne. This is how Michelle, who later became known as Phantasm, and myself found ourselves at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters in the Summer of our 16th year since birth.