Memoirs of a Mutant
So, you want to know what the title means? It means I'm a mutant. Who am I? I am Fluke. Yes, I am a girl, and yes, I know pain and isolation. Oh, right, you still don't know who I am? My background story. Well, that'll take a chapter or two. Oh, never mind. It'll take... two sentences, cuz there might be some trouble in a minute. Basically, I'm a mutant like Max and the Flock. See, I was and experiment, just like them, in the School, just like them, and I'm a part human part avian hybrid. Only, I'm also part lupine. Part wolf. I'm and Eraser, yet I'm also like Max, Fang, Iggy. Another thing I guess I should mention. Blind, no. Deaf, still no. Mute, no again. I can fly, and I can become blind, like, I dunno, I just can!well, it's not that I can become blind so much as I can take my other senses and augment them. To make sure nothing gets in the way, I shut my eyes, and the next time I open them, I don't see. Of course, I can turn it back on as soon as I need it.
My way of doing things would be…different, and …I would be labeled many things including, maybe, eccentric, but I'm sure that Max doesn't think that. Nor Fang. Nor Iggy. The rest of the Flock probably wouldn't think that either. I wish and hope that I could meet someone who was the same, who would accept me for who I am. That's more than Ari or Jeb ever did. All they ever cared about was killing, or saving the world, or killing the girl that was supposed to save the world. I dunno, I gues I'm a little resentful, but I choose to blame that on my Eraser third, or part, but hey, what am I supposed to do anyways? Am I supposed to feel fine that some day I'm gonna expire and just drop dead suddenly? Though, I am 13, so I might live as long as the Flock. They're doing pretty good. No expiration so far. Though, it could happen any day, any time, anywhere. Just ask Ari; his men dropped like flies, and he had to get more of them every day, I'm serious.
That was, though, before I left the School. See, I'm a pretty strange girl. I don't have any family, cuz my dad was dead when my mom gave birth and my mom died during childbirth. With my brown hair and weird aaqua eyes, I've never really blended in. Ever. Not even as an infant. I was silent when the others were crying, and whenever it stormed, I'd just whimper. As a toddler, I barely played with anyone else, and then, when they kidnapped me from the orphanage, I didn't learn, I didn't have any abilities, and I had retractable wings, but when I morphed into an Eraser, it hurt so much. Like, imagine that you were being burned alive while on a stretching rack and being stabbed…times ten. Yes, that's how I may describe things. Actually, sometimes I'm even more graphic. No need to worry though, I'll be nice to all you kids.
Okay, so now that that's over and done with, right? Is that all you need to know? Good, I'll be trying to find the Flock. I can smell Iggy. Thank God for Eraser noses, right?
A/N: So, leave comments…I suck at doing fanfictions, so I really just want a chance. Flames will just be sent back, btb, so don't bother.