In a missing picture

by DarkIronhide2789

Since she was young, she's had the same dream over and over again, about her father fighting a man. She know's her father well about hating mutants, and wakes up to realize she's a mutant. Must she find the strange man in her dreams?

1. A Dream, or Real?

I groaned as I saw it again, the dream.

"Daddy, please!" I screamed.

I felt the knife slash my face and arm. A man jumped in front of me. "Hurt her, and I'll tear you to shreds," he said.

Dad growled. "Get away from my daughter!" he yelled.

I watched the man pull out knifes, and start a fight with my dad. "Daddy! Don't hurt him!" I cried, running in front of my father.

My dad kicked me in the chest. Dad soon grabbed the man, and dragged him out. "Get anywhere near my family, and I'll kill you!" dad yelled.

I shot up, sweat rushing down my face. It wasn't a dream, it was real, when I was two, a man and my dad got into a fight in front of me. That day, I got two broken ribs, and fifty my arm, and twenty on my face. But why had I tried to stop dad from killing that man? And why had the man stood in front of me and say to my father that if he hurt me, then the man would kill him? And where had those knife come from?

I shrugged, and got up. I knew it'd be a while till I fell asleep, so I went to get a drink. I soon tripped over my feet. In the dark I couldn't see my hands. What was going on? I could see everything else in my room, but not my hands? I rushed to the bathroom, and turned on the light. All I could slowly see the reflection of my face appear. I jumped back. Mutant? Was I becoming one of them? I splashed some water on my face. Hopefully this was just a dream, or my imagination. I walked back to bed, and prayed that this wasn't real.