Pandora
By;Kat
Disclaimer:I own no x-men (although if I could it would be Remy). Please don't
Sue because if you do you will only get about a penny and a few remarks
from me.
A note to readers; This is in the movie-verse but has Remy, Kurt, Kitty, Jubillee,
and Hank in it. Also Logan has returned to the School after about a month of
searching. Then on new leads went off agian. Thats about all.
thought *Telepathy*
I don't know why I even bother living. Thats a thought always on my mind.
I am not good at anything useful at least not with my parents. I am a twin.
Not identical and my counter part Alexia Is "the Favorite" They know I can
do stuff. I mean its not a big secret everyone knows it. When I was eight
I fell out of my sisters and my tree house. Right on to the pavement,
My parents came running out. They were actually worried. Which was
amazing. There was blood everywhere it was my leg the bone showing out
of the skin, my sister screaming. My mom started shouting to call 911 but my
dad wouldn't move. He instead pointed at my leg that my mother refused
to look at. My leg was healing rapidly. I fainted because I couldn't believe
it. My parents said that my mutation was the work of the devil. I couldn't
figure out why though. However scence then they felt differently towards
me.
When I was 13 I figured out that they would never exept me which really
bothered me because it wasn't that big of a mutation. I mean you wouldn't
be able to point me out infront of a crowd and say "Mutaint" So I never
understood why they hated me. Just before I was about to be 14 something
happend. It was just a really bad day school was torture I kept to my self
most of the time and that bothered other students to call me freak and
such. A kid ran into me and started asking "why doesn't the little freak talk
is she better then us?" I said fuck you and I ment it to. He didn't like that
so much. He pulled a knife out on me, Right then I figured out that the word
Fuck you and a person from a street gang doesn't mix. He wasn't going to kill
me right there in the hall. Just severly injur me. He managed to get my
arm really nice and good. I didn't think anything of it untill he started yelling
freak some more. I thought we already had that conversation. I forgot I
could heal my self. People were circling around us shouting at me and
throwing stuff. Needless to say I was pissed. My short blonde hair that was
in my face was turning blue. Uh oh thats not good I thought silently. I
heard there thoughts of hate it was all to much I tryed to get out of the
crowed of people. I couldn't I was about to faint and I knew it. My hands
that were out in front of me were no where to be seen. I heard all the
kids thoughts at once where did she go? they all seemed to say. I heard a
student yelling "cops and princible." Someone obiously went to get them.
No one could see me. which was good I started running down the hall. My
feet reappeared but I managed to get them invisable agian.
I ran all the way home. I was still invisible but no one was home which
was good I let the invisibleness go. I ran up to my room and started packing
I knew what must be done.
By;Kat
Disclaimer:I own no x-men (although if I could it would be Remy). Please don't
Sue because if you do you will only get about a penny and a few remarks
from me.
A note to readers; This is in the movie-verse but has Remy, Kurt, Kitty, Jubillee,
and Hank in it. Also Logan has returned to the School after about a month of
searching. Then on new leads went off agian. Thats about all.
thought *Telepathy*
I don't know why I even bother living. Thats a thought always on my mind.
I am not good at anything useful at least not with my parents. I am a twin.
Not identical and my counter part Alexia Is "the Favorite" They know I can
do stuff. I mean its not a big secret everyone knows it. When I was eight
I fell out of my sisters and my tree house. Right on to the pavement,
My parents came running out. They were actually worried. Which was
amazing. There was blood everywhere it was my leg the bone showing out
of the skin, my sister screaming. My mom started shouting to call 911 but my
dad wouldn't move. He instead pointed at my leg that my mother refused
to look at. My leg was healing rapidly. I fainted because I couldn't believe
it. My parents said that my mutation was the work of the devil. I couldn't
figure out why though. However scence then they felt differently towards
me.
When I was 13 I figured out that they would never exept me which really
bothered me because it wasn't that big of a mutation. I mean you wouldn't
be able to point me out infront of a crowd and say "Mutaint" So I never
understood why they hated me. Just before I was about to be 14 something
happend. It was just a really bad day school was torture I kept to my self
most of the time and that bothered other students to call me freak and
such. A kid ran into me and started asking "why doesn't the little freak talk
is she better then us?" I said fuck you and I ment it to. He didn't like that
so much. He pulled a knife out on me, Right then I figured out that the word
Fuck you and a person from a street gang doesn't mix. He wasn't going to kill
me right there in the hall. Just severly injur me. He managed to get my
arm really nice and good. I didn't think anything of it untill he started yelling
freak some more. I thought we already had that conversation. I forgot I
could heal my self. People were circling around us shouting at me and
throwing stuff. Needless to say I was pissed. My short blonde hair that was
in my face was turning blue. Uh oh thats not good I thought silently. I
heard there thoughts of hate it was all to much I tryed to get out of the
crowed of people. I couldn't I was about to faint and I knew it. My hands
that were out in front of me were no where to be seen. I heard all the
kids thoughts at once where did she go? they all seemed to say. I heard a
student yelling "cops and princible." Someone obiously went to get them.
No one could see me. which was good I started running down the hall. My
feet reappeared but I managed to get them invisable agian.
I ran all the way home. I was still invisible but no one was home which
was good I let the invisibleness go. I ran up to my room and started packing
I knew what must be done.
