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The Mutant Road Trip of Remembrance

Chapter 1

The x-men and the brother hood were getting really bored. They'd been in the car for an hour and still had to drive even more. Also they had to stop at a hotel because the Prof. said that he didn't want them to fall asleep at the wheel. They knew that they had to think of a way to pass the time in the RV.

"How about play charades?" asked Kurt.

"No, we already tried that and remember what happened?" said Kitty.

"What about we talk about sports and who's gonna win the Olympics." said Evan.

"No." said Rogue, "It will cause another argument between you and Speedy."

"I know!! Why don't we tell our life stories?" said Fred.

"Well, it's better than just sitting here." said Scott.

"Who's going to go first?" said Jean. A chorus of "not me" 's followed.

"Lance, you were last, so you get to go." said Pietro.

"I hate road trips." he began.

"I hate Bayville and its suburban tranquility.

"I hate remembering. I hate everything that happened. My parent's divorce, their fights, the fire, my dad's murder, but most of all I hate her. Maybe it wasn't her fault that all this had happened but she added to it with her beliefs.

"When I was younger, I had it ok. My family lived in a mid-suburban town. Most of the locals were nice, and my parents were the best. I was there pride and joy. Everything I did was perfect in their eyes. At least until my sister was born. Then everything changed. Well, maybe it started changing before that but it really started changing a lot then.

"Don't get me wrong, my sister and I got along really well. We were four years apart. At first I didn't notice the change. Sure, Dad was gone most nights and mom cried a lot, but everything was still pretty ok. When I turned ten, Candy was six. Immediately my parents realized how gifted she was. They put her in all these advanced classes. She was a really good singer too. She could imitate Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey perfectly. All the relatives loved it. For a while dad stayed home at night because Candy would sing. It was almost like she hypnotized you.

"It didn't last though. Dad started going out more. He got drunk a lot too. Mom was always crying. Then the fights started. They'd have these heated arguments at 2:00 am, when Dad usually got home. It was horrible. When I was eleven, they got a divorce. Mom got custody of Candy and me. She got remarried to a guy named Alvin Alvers. We still saw dad every other weekend and things were looking up. Then it happened. Dad lived in the slums, but whenever we visited him we were gone most of the time. This time was different. Dad had to work late so he said we could come to work with him. He worked at an office building downtown. When he was done, we got some food and went home. Candy said she didn't feel well and she went up stairs. I'd been getting really bad headaches lately so I went up about an hour later.

"Around 4am, I heard a knock on my door. It was Candy.

" 'I heard something downstairs. Dad's not in his room.' she said. We headed downstairs to the kitchen. Then we saw it happen. A guy shot our Dad. I was about to run and attack the guy. Candy was smarter. She grabbed the phone in the living room and dialed 911. The guy didn't hear her making the call. Then I realized that the guy would escape it we didn't do something. Again, I was about to try to attack when Candy stopped me. She started to sing. It was the song she used to sing when dad stopped going out at night. The burglar stopped looking for money and looked at Candy. He tried to shoot us but he couldn't move. Candy sang until the police and paramedics got there. Our dad didn't make it.

"After that, our step-dad adopted us. Mom had been calling me Lance ever since the divorce, so now my name was Lance Alvers. I hated it.

"For two years everything was going fine. But somehow I knew that was going to change. My headaches had been growing steadily worse. Candy was still able to sing. And mom and our step-dad started fighting. One day, Candy and I went to the store to buy some more food. Our step-dad was keeping us on a tight budget. Of course, he got to spend money on stuff we didn't need, like movies, TV's, computer games, and other electronic stuff. We were running out of money. I had a really bad headache that day. Anyway, on the way home Candy said, "D," she still called me by my real name, "do you smell something?" It did smell like something was burning. We started to run home. We saw him then. He was setting houses in the neighborhood on fire, yelling "Die all mutants! I know some live here." Then he saw us. He pointed at my sister. "You're one of them. You must be destroyed!!!" I don't know what happened. I was so worried about my sister that I forgot about the fire, or my headache. I just clenched my fists. My anger started to build up. Then the ground started to shake. After about a minute I felt really tired. I unclenched my fists and opened my eyes. The houses were all leveled. The only thing that stood besides me was Candy. The arson had fallen to the ground.

"D, what happened?" Candy asked. She didn't sound afraid, though, only worried. Then the fire trucks arrived. The guy had regained consciousness and began yelling. He was crazy. He admitted to setting the fires. Then we heard someone say "sir, there's two bodies over here." It was our mom and

step-dad.

"Everything was downhill from there. The people who we were sent to live with decided they didn't like me and sent me away. I was fourteen. They kept Candy. They were nice enough and they said I could visit if I wanted to. I did. Until I was sent to some family in the next state the next year. I stayed there for 3 years. Then after I caused the school to collapse, Mystique came and I left. I've never seen Candy again."

"Yo, that just is about the saddest story I've ever heard." said a teary eyed Todd.

"But why do you hate your sister?" said Tabby.

"Because she would come with me. Right when I was about to leave the state, I asked her to come too. She said she couldn't. Her new family was really nice. She didn't want to leave them" Lance said.

"Well my story is even sadder," said Pietro.

To be continued…

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