Mutant Status

Author's Notes: This is my first story, so read it and tell me what you think. My grammar punctuation and spelling stink I know. Send reviews if no one likes this story, what's the point of writing. The story is written in my own style sorry if it's a little weird.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the marvel characters and I'm not making any money from them. Every one else Especially Scilen Are Mine.

Foreword: Hey my name is Scilen, I'm a mutant, and this is my story. I live at The Xavier Institute for the Gifted; which is fancy way of saying Mutant Safe house. Anyhow, I'm

getting ahead my self this is an account of my life that's why it's in first person, but I'm getting ahead of myself to do this right we have to Go Back To The Beginning! So I suck at

being foreboding. Let's get this going.

Chapter 1

This day was not going well. First I wake up soaked because my cat, appropriately named chaos, ran across the head of my bed and tipped water all over me, and then decides to go

spastic for no reason and claw the hell out of my chest. This is how my days usually start, so no biggie it just gives me a reason to grump which I like to do anyway but it's always better if I have reason. Grumbling as I get and go over to the hamper, I pull on some Faded jeans and a black T- shirt that proudly states "If Its Tourist season, Why can't we shoot them." All right now let me give you a few details about my life, I am a 16 year old high school student, black hair, green eyes, about 6 foot and a little on the pudgy side. My mom are dad are, Well are dead, died about 3 years back. I live here by myself, my uncle lets me stay at my own house, while he lives down the block and pays for everything from the money my parents set up for him to take care of me with. Pretty nice setup, if you ask me, he checks up on me every few days, just to make sure I'm not dead. Cursing as I see the clock, I grab my wallet, keys and old black trench coat and head towards school. My school sucks, it's a private rich kid's school and it's full of prissy fashion minded snobs, needless to say I don't fit in all, that well. I mostly just keep to myself and read a lot. I pull around a C average just so my uncle will let the housing arrangement stay the way it is. Today, most of the kids are talking about an explosion that took out some kid's house; from what I hear it was done by some group called the Friends of Humanity, whoever they are.

"I heard that he was mutant and that's why they bombed his house". John said loudly.

"Then he got what he deserved, filthy mutant". Sarah said cruelly.

At this point I just had to say something I mean mutants are just people that are a little different.

"Oh that's right, them filthy mutants; I mean what a vile disgrace to humanity, I mean it has to be they're fault that they were born different, and for that they should just shot on the spot." I said in bad German accent. "Man, your one hell of a bigot, what's next Ms. Hitler, should we take out the Jews".

"? Are you insulting me, asshole?"

"You have to ask, are you really that stupid?"

"Just wait until I tell my father."

"Yeah freak, you're in for it now; you shouldn't even be allowed in this school anyway, you're as bad as any mutant". John sneers at me.

Ooh no not your father, what ever shall I do?" I cried sarcastically, "Well I've got to be going now, before anybody sees me talking to riffraff like you, it could ruin my reputation".

After I say this I walk away, laughing to myself.

"There will be an assembly today, everyone meet in the main hall". A loudspeaker called loudly.

Oh great, with my luck it wills an assembly on courtesy or something. Heading to my locker I pick one of my books, just in case.

"Today's assembly is about mutants, more specifically about what causes mutation in humans". Principal Hart stated. "Here today to help us is Professor Charles Xavier, an

expert on mutation.

Finally we get a decent lecture in this damn school I sat there engrossed by the lecture, I'm a geek so what, about 45 minutes into the lecture though mother nature starts calling and what a persistent woman she is. So I get up to go to the restroom and on my way there I just happen to notice some adults I'd never seen before at the school. One was this uptight looking guy with funky looking red shades, standing beside him was this good-looking redhead.

Off in the corner stood 2 women, 1 was this tall regal looking black woman. The other one though is the one that really caught my attention. She was this beautiful, I mean gorgeous, brunette with a shock of white on the front. My first thought was to talk to her, this was quickly shoved aside though as the feeling of not wanting to make an ass out of myself quickly took over, I mean this girl is a goddess, while I'm cute at best which in laymen's terms means I'm strictly average looks wise hell even a little on the pudgy side as I stated before. Maybe ill think of something to say to her while I'm in the restroom. About this point something funny happened, the redhead looked at me and got this sort of shocked look on her face, but this is gone so fast I wondered if it had even happened. She then whispers to shades, which calls his friends over; they talked for a second and then head towards the assembly hall. For a minute I stood there contemplating whether I should ask what there problem was or if I should

just use the restroom, the latter wins out as Mother Nature starts banging on my bladder.

"Man it stinks in here". I grumble to my self as I walk in to the guy's restroom.

I'm not kidding either, it reeked in there, but that's what bathrooms are for. So I plug my nose and head to the first stall, around this time a jock named Sean walks in.

"Man it reeks in here, hey Scilen I'm going to have a cigarette, you mind". Sean asks me quietly.

"No, go for it". I reply as I finish buttoning my pants.

If I knew then what then what I know now, I would have broken his jaw in a second. Oh well to late now. Next thing I see is flash of light, a tingle in my skin, a wave of heat and then darkness envelops me as I pass out.