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A motorbike streaked through the dirt road, leaving clouds of dust in its wake. A lone man wearing a worn leather jacket rode the speeding contraption.
Logan grimaced, his face hidden by the helmet. He had been riding for days, stopping a few times for meals and the occasional shower. Despite his healing factor and adamantium butt, he was starting to feel sore.
"Damn secluded secret bases," he muttered to himself.
The feral man turned off the dirt trail and into the woods framing it. Pausing, he took off his helmet, and sniffed. "Just follow the smell of blood and despair," he growled, revving up his bike.
5 years ago
Katherine 'Kitty' Pryde had always been the odd one out. It was evident from the day she was born into the quiet town of Deerfield, Illinois. When she was a baby, she rarely cried. When she was a toddler, she preferred to play by herself instead of with the other hyperactive kids.
At the age of 7, she was discovered to be an unusually bright child, expressing an interest in studying unlike other kids her age. Thus, she understood everything much faster than an ordinary child.
At the age of 9, the young girl preferred the company of computers and other electronics to people. She observed everything and was unsure of how to deal with sensitive situations. She was much more of an introvert than an extrovert. At the age of 10, Kitty discovered that she was a mutant.
Kitty sat on the kitchen floor, stunned. She had been fast asleep in her bed, dreaming peacefully, when, all if a sudden, she felt herself falling. The brunette had awoken in the kitchen, which was right underneath her bedroom, a centimeter away from the cupboard containing the kitchen knives. I was sleepwalking? Wait, are those my bed sheets and pillows in the ceiling? Okaay, not sleepwalking then.
Recollecting her thoughts, Kitty's eyes lit up as she thought of the recent reports on the news. Excited, she scampered back up to her bedroom and switched on her computer. Searching 'phasing', Kitty scrolled down the list of websites google suggested before clicking on 'The mutant virus'.
Brown eyes flickered from side to side as she read the long article. Apparently, the mutants she was always hearing about on the news were people that had once been normal, but caught the 'mutant virus' and mutated into nothing more than a thing with a disease.
Apparently, every mutant had a different disease. She scrolled down again and read the list of known diseases. Among many others, Kitty noticed teleportation, telekinesis, telepathy and energy manipulation. Arching an eyebrow, Kitty said to herself skeptically, "Aren't these 'diseases' just like those super powers found in a comic book?"
"I teleported down? No, my things were stuck in the ceiling… I was dreaming of falling… The kitchen's right below my bedroom… I went through the floor…?" Kitty mused. "I feel fine, though. I don't think it's a disease. It's actually pretty cool. I could rob a bank, escape prison and no one would know how I did it." The young mutant suddenly grinned, "Finally, something interesting…"
Kitty was fixing a wire connected to her computer when it happened. She felt a painful jolt as she was electrocuted and, before she knew it, had landed in the kitchen, right in front of her mother.
Terri Pryde had always thought that she was good at dealing with things. When her husband had died, she did not spend her whole life mourning. Instead, she focused on providing an income for Kitty-1 year old at the time-and herself. She coped well with stress and thought she raised her child well. True, Kitty was a bit anti-social towards others at times, but she figured it was just a phase she would grow out of.
However, the last thing she expected was for that said child to suddenly drop out of the ceiling, scaring the hell out of her.
Kitty groaned, "Shit, that hurt."
"Language," murmured Mrs. Pryde weakly.
After studying her mother's face for what seemed like the hundredth time, Kitty sighed. The woman was truly shell-shocked. Kitty had explained to her calmly that she was a mutant and that, apparently, falling through ceilings were a side effect.
Her mother was stumped. She'd always heard and read through the news that mutants were bad and had a disease which made them abnormal. She frowned. Her daughter was not abnormal, just out of place. In fact, if her daughter had not fallen right behind her, she would not have detected anything wrong with her.
Finally, the confused woman answered, "I hope that you know I'll love you even if you're a mutant, Kitty."
Kitty smiled gently. There was an awkward silence as Kitty tried to reply. Just say it! Say 'I love you'. Three simple words. She's your own freakin' mother, the reason for your existence, your flesh and blood, your elder, your gene pool contributer!
"Thank you," Kitty replied slowly. "Um…Could you keep this a secret? Obviously the government's not exactly for mutants right now, and well…yeah, you get my point…"
Terri Pryde hastily agreed, flashing a smile. She stayed deep in thought the whole day.
A whole month had passed without any incident. Kitty had taken any free time she had to explore her newfound skill. Through trial and error, as well as many accidents, she learnt a total of three new things.
Her power was called phasing, which had something to do with molecules and stuff.
She could take other people or objects with her when she did phase.
Getting stuck in a wall is NOT fun at all.
One night, Kitty's life encountered a major turning point. Too bad it wasn't exactly good.
Kitty snuggled deep into her covers, feeling warm and secure. However, a foreboding feeling tugged at her mind and she couldn't help wondering. My own mother wouldn't reveal my secret, would she? It's been one whole month, and nothing's happened yet… Closing her eyes, Kitty soon succumbed to Dreamland.
The brunette was brusquely shaken awake by her mother. With wide, frightened eyes, Terri Pryde urgently whispered, "Some strange men broke into our house! They have guns and weapons! I heard them mention your name!"
Groggily, Kitty processed all of this information. After a few seconds, she sat up straight, alert. "Grab my hand! I'll phase us down! Where are they now?"
"They were in the living room when I heard them."
" Okay, I'll phase the both of us down to the kitchen and we'll escape through the wall."
"O-okay."
"It'll be fine, I'll be right here," Kitty assured her mother. God, since when did I become my mother? Wait, wouldn't that be my mother's mother? I guess it depends on- Dammit! Stop it! Okay, mortal danger, mortal danger, mortal danger…
Shaking her head to clear it, Kitty ignored her mother's puzzled look and gripped her hand tightly. "Get ready," was the only warning she gave before phasing.
The pair landed hard. "I really have to work on my landings," Kitty groaned.
"Mom?" the mutant turned, finding empty space.
Crap, did I leave her in the ceiling?
Kitty glanced up. Her face touched a gun pointed straight at her. Kitty's eyes widened as she felt a sharp prick at her side. Suddenly, she started feeling drowsy.
I'm so screwed.
