Colors of the wind

by fangirl6523

this is a story about Alice Moxson whso found out shes a mutant. a Feral to be exact. but what happenes when your parents call the mutant police after you, what happedn when you meat a certain sexy wolverine who drives you crazy but you cant help but want to be around him. and a certain someone who turns out to be related to you. Wolverine/OC story muuch better them summary! p

1. Chapter 1

blood poured from my mouth as i pulled out my fang. teasr threntend to drip. not really spill but drip from the corners of my eyes. i set them in the garbage and rinsed my mouth out. the same thing went on every day but they always grew back. same with my nails. they always sharpend. id file them down to nothing but by the next day theyd be back. high school seemed like a blur in my life with everything else that went on. i trained myself not to smile with my teeth but with my lips so my parents and freinds woldnt see the missing canines. i had only slipped up one when a girl at my school called my x-reind a fatass. i barred my teethe at her for some reason. but she was turning around at the time to say something to her freinds so knowone noticed. my used to be freind was a little chunky but not fat. she wassnt evan chunky. she was a perfect weight. something was wrong with me. i had fangs, super sharp nails that i could grow almost an inch in 24 hours. i could heal, and my eyes changed color and the pupil was a little bit more oval then most peopls. it was the reason i always wore sunglasses. i told my mom it was because my eyes had become super sensitive to light. she ate it up and wrote a letter to school so that i could wear them at all times. i sighed and took them off making sure the door was locked. i pered closer to the mirror. right now they were a brown color, but if i had to desribe them it was more like a golden amber color. defintly not human. i had a color for most moods. right now, my real color ment i was passive annoyed, or slighly only peeved. like i was a small amount of any emotion. purple was, mischivous, smartass, funny, annoyed and bascily my other most frequant mood. then there was a pink that looks almost like a light version of red. that was happy, bubbly, excited. my eyes turned blue, well more like a sky blue when i was sad, depressed, you know. last was black. that was pissed. along with mad, and when i get hurt they usually turn black because im mad im injured. along with my awsome weirdness i had urges. sex urges wich is getting more and more hard to contol when we moved to new york. and hunger. hunger for fights. hunger for bloodshed and hungry for meat. thats what scares me. not that i love meat so much that i like it barel cooked but the fact that i need fights. and do i love to fight and to cause them. i always had a knack for them before but when my fangs started in thats when it got bad. i managed to hide it all from my family. they uh, they are anti-mutant. my father hates them all. my mom is terrified and my brother is the only one tht i think wouldnt shove one of our steak knoves down my throat is i told him. i dont know how my family would react actually. i dont know what kind of a mutant i am. im not even sure i am a mutant, just a freak. i pulled my wavy blonde hair into a messy bun and shoved the sunglasses on my face. i used to wear makeup but i didnt see the point anymore what with my eyes not being able to be seen. "alice!" my mom yelled from downstairs. my dad was a layer wich made us fairly wealthy. as i hit the bottom stairs my brother got me in a headlock. "gotcha!" he yelled. he was almost 22. he was staying with us still, wich i didnt mind. i smirked and slid out of it giving him a good punch to the jaw. he moved out of the way and kicked my bad lightly sending my spawling onto the floor. i jumped up and was about to smack him with a cushion. my mom got in the way and soon i hit her making her hair woosh over her face. my bother had an 'o' face. i froze with the couch cushion still in my hand. she glarred at both of us. she sighed and shoved her hair back into a perfect biusness womans style. "sorry mom" i mumbled. "alice moxson, get to school, and you" she turned her steely glare towards my brother. "go.. do the dishes" then she stalked off. he wiggled his eyebrows at me. "that one is your fault" i said as he lauphed his way to the kitchen. we always did that. but neither of us ever put any effort into it. "mox! you skinny ass bitch! lets go!" yelled my best freind in the whole world yelled from the doorway. i smiled. thats what everyone called my, not alice but mox. wich i liked. i rolled my eyes. "jesus skeeter, couldnt you wait till my dad left the house. he probly hurd you" i mutterd. skeeters real name was andrew. he hated it. but his parents were kinda snobby like mine. "pfff, your dad loves me" he said slinging a arm around my shoulder. i smiled. he looked at me. i mean i really smiled. cause i could smile around him. and show my eyes. he knew i was a freak. he was the only one. "i see you took out your fangs again" he said holding up his fingers like makeshift fangs. he wiggled them and made hissing noises. i shoved him. "im not a vampire" i said smiling. he shrugged. ::;

"charles, what is it?" storm asked as everyone sat down. "i beilive i have found another mutant" i said eyeing them. they didnt look surprised just anxious. "she seemes to be pretty not in the fact that jean is a great telopath, or in the way that rouge can not touch anyone" i said waiting for the look of surprise. none. "shes a feral" i said. eyes widened. i felt logans mind close off. he did that when he wanted to think. i smiled a little knowing hes take specail interest in this mutant. "what kind of feral is he" he said. i smiled. "actually she, is hard to pinpoint what kind without meeting her. "i dont get it" rouge drawled. she was a knew meber to the x men, finally made it on the team. "how is she so speacail. why ya'l surprised that she is a feral. i mean. logans a feral" she said crossing her arms. "ferals are hard to find since they dont really give off that much of a telopathic link. they lead solitary lives and dont like to be distured. and female ferals are extra hard to find. sure there are many out there, but they like to stay under the radar" i said. she nodded. "so if theres lots out there, why is she so powerful" she asked. "she has a sertan something about her. it could be that she has more animal instinc then human, or that her animal qualities are more developed then any other feral, or it could be both wich is rare." i said. "when are we going to go get her then" jean asked sensing my urgeny. "today. i sense that someone is after her. i cant seem to find out who. just that they are in dire need to get to her." i said. "oh and she will have to be tricked to come here. she will not come willingly. she much like logan form what i can tell. " "tricked? professer. i thought we were against that" rouge furrowed her brow. "we are unless something is about to get the, and she wont listen. she is about your age rouge. it would be wrong to just leave her. if she still wishes to leave when she knows what this place is. or if you really feel that its wrong we can simply make a house call" i said. she bit her lip. "house call" logn said. all eyes turned to him. "if it were me. i wouldnt like bein tricked. its set me off" i mutterd. i nodded. "then we will go afer she comes home from school" i said smiling. i had trained them well. "logan, scott, and rouge. you can all go with me." i said. ::; "mox. do you think that youll ever tell your parents" he asked. right now we were walking back from school. or, he was walking and i was on his back. i smiled and put my head on his neck. i could smell him. he smet happy, and scared for me. "not right now" i mumbled. my arms dangled over his shoulders as i saw my house come into view. there was a black car parked in out landing. he stopped. "you expecting anyone?" he asked. i stiffend. i could smell distress, and anger. "ill call you" i said getting off him. he nodded and walked to his house down the street. i cautiously stepped up to my patio. my eyes widened. there was a smell i couldnt identify. it smelled like whiskey, moter oil and something else. i couldnt figure out what it was. i opned the door and all eyes turned to me. my mother was crying. three people were standing in my livingroom. one was in a wheel chair, another was a girl about my age. she was pretty. and the last was a man about in his late twentys. he was crazy black hair with sideburns. his eyes were a honey brown. they stared at into my sunglasses. he hadon worn levis and a black shirt that showed his abbs and amazing arms. "whats going on" i asked but it came out into a growl. "who are you" i asked stepping in front of my family. i smelt fear, instense fear commming from my mom and dad. my brother was nowhere to be seen. ::; charles knocked on her door. some woman answerd. "can i help you?" she asked. "yes, we are here about your daughter. alice moxson?" he asked calmly. she opned the door and let us all in. "is there something wrong?" she asked worridly. her husband came out and sat next to her. "im sure youve noticed changes about her. but thats all normal in the process. we would like to help" he said genuinly. her husand stood up. "i dont know what the hell your talking bout, " he said. "your daughter. alice, we can help her. you see. i have a school for gifted children. for mutants" he said. then i smelled it. shock. they didnt know. "charled" i seethed. but it was to late. "alice! shes no mutant" her father snarled. "i dont know what sick joke this is" her mom said. charled was shocked for a second. "im terribly sorry. i was under the inpression that you knew" he said. they looked horrified. "my baby" she said starting to cry. just then alice herself walked in. she shocked me a little. i wasnt picturning what shed look like, but that wasnt it. she had really wavy long blonde hair, creamy white skin with plump pink lips. she was wearing darkwash skinny jeans with a black tanktop and a light colored jean jacket, paried with black and white converse. yep, she was defitly the feral. and she was surpised. then she stood between us and her parents. "whats going on?" she grouled. "who are you" she demanded. i was wondering what was under those sunglasses. ::; "im professer charles exaviour" he said. i turned to my mom. "mom whats-" then i cut it off. i smelt again. my eyes widened. they were afraid... of me. "dad?" i asked. he glarred at me a little. "would somebody tell me what the hell is going on!" i yelled. "i think we better go" said a girl with a southern accent. they left quickly. "mom?" i asked again. "your a mutant!" dad yelled. i was shocked. "but how-" i asked. "how come you didnt tell us! we couldnve done something to fix you" my mom sobbed. 'they did this' i thought. with lightning speed i was out the door right as they were getting in the car. i was sure my eyes were black. they watched me as i came storming out of the house. "who gave you the right!" i practicly screamed. the girl shrank back a bit. "to tell them! who gave you the fucking right!" i hissed our. i felt my nails sharpending and my fangs comming back. i had never been this angry. i snarled at him. they punctured my gums as they poked out a little. "whoever you are! you had no right and no reason to come here and expose me" i growled. "im so sorry. i was sure they knew" said the man in the wheel chair. "well guess what! that wasnt your call. and as it turns out, they didnt know!" i screamed. my fangs were fully exposed now. they touched my lips as i closed my mouth. my nails were sharpend. i needed tp punch somthing. "i hope your happy. if youll exuse me. i need to go tell my terrified parnets that they wont wake up dead in the night because there mutant daughter isnt a killer." i yelled. ::; "well, that turned out well" rouge said. i snorted. "oh ya. perfect" "shell come to us. she doesnt know what she is. she has no idea." he said getting into the car. "what about her parents. they seemed mad" rouge said. charles sighed. "i read her parents mind. they are a family of anti mutants. her father was furrious. her mother, she was just shocked. i hope that they dont do anything to cause her any more pain" he said. 'poor kid' i thought. ::;