Hey there, SpiltBlood here. This is my first fanfic. I started this a few years ago but only now uploading it. I have multiple chapters written but i'm only posting the first one for now to see what people think of it. My computer doesn't have a thing that corrects spelling or grammer so if there are mistakes please let me know.
Now on with the story.
Chapter 1
Ding! Ding!
A bell echos through a building. Doars open from all sides and the halls fill with excited talking from teenagers. Everywhere you look friends' are talking to each other about what they're doing this weekend, all but one.
A boy so unique that he may be the only one of his kind. Everyone knows who he is, not because they know him, but because of his strange features; he is about 16 years of age, shorter than most at about 5 feet with a lithe, athletic build and long black hair, with an unusual blood red streak through it, reaching his waist. Yet the strangest, yet intriguing thing is his eyes; one eye is so dark it's almost black and the other is an ice cold gray. His name is Cyanide Lee Andrews, better known as Wolfe.
"Finally, the first week of school is over" He thinks happily.
"Hey Streak!" yelled a tall, muscular boy walking towards him. "Hey, I'm talking to you. Why are you still here? I thought you would've left the first day you came."
"What are you talking about Joshua?" asked Wolverine.
"Ok then, let me put this in a way you'll understand. You don't belong here, this is a school for Mutants, and you obviously don't have any powers."
"Just because I don't use my powers for every little thing, like you, doesn't mean I don't have them." He could feel taht his temper was rising, and that was dangerous.
"Oh yeah, prove it," Joshua challenged him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you,"said a voice from behind them. "He is much stronger than you, you know." Behind them an old man in a wheelchair approached them.
"But professor Xavier, he hasn't shown any power at all." he tried to protest, "I should know, I'm in all his classes. I would like to challenge him." he said with an air of confidence.
"Mr Rolands, I have no doubt in your telepathy and nor do I doubt that you have learned to control it very well, though he may not be as skilled as you, he is more ferocious than anyone I have ever met."
A chair suddenly rose next to him and flew full speed at Joshua stopping only half an inch from his face. "Now what do you say?" asked Wolfe scatchingly. He smiled deviously at him and said, "That's nothing compared to what I really can do."
Professor Xavier chuckled. "Let's not get angry now." He quickly shifted his gaze to the floor, as if he was ashamed. "There is something I would like to discuss with you," he said, turning serious again, "Follow me to my office." he turned and left, Wolfe followed leaving Joshua by himself in the deserted hallway.
As he walked he turned around and smiled at him. He smiled back dispite himself.
"He is actually really cute when you look at him" he thoughttohimselfbefore turning and walking toward his dorm.
That's chapter one done. please review thanx
SpiltBlood
