Wow, people actually like this!! I would like to thank you all for the positive reviews!! I'll try to add the parents from the X-Men universe, but I'd like to focus on "unknown" mutants first. And I think I will extend to other family members, so this might become a family story, unless you think I shouldn't. And Rpshk, thanks for the criticism. I'll keep that in mind in the next few chapters. Thanks again!

Joshua Phillips-Galveston, Texas

Mark and I have never been close. I guess he sees me as a replacement for his father. You see Mara's husband left her when he was 12. The two of them were close; they used to play baseball every Saturday at Gellar's Field. I know. I've seen pictures of them. They are all over his room.

When he first met me he was just horrible. Fourteen years old, and what a mouth.

"Who the hell are you? Oh, is this your other friend? Do you fuck him too, mom?" I just stood there. Never in my forty-two years have I ever been more embarrassed in my life.

"MARK!! Go to your room!" Mara's caramel skin turned a horrible shade. She was very angry. I never seen her like that before, and to tell you the truth, it scared me.

"I should have left with dad!!" SLAM. I stood there, staring down at my feet.

"Josh, I'm sorry. He…I just don't know what to do with him. I told him that I am in love with you. That you were the one. The look he gave me just crushed me. My own son hates me."

"No, he doesn't hate you. He hates me. I'm sorry. I don't want him to think that I am trying to replace LeVar. I want to be in your life, and I want to be in his. But I feel like I am ruining everything." I felt tears forming in my eyes. I was screwing Mara's life up, the only woman I every loved. So, I strived to gain at least some acceptance in Mark's eyes.

Yeah, that's me and Mara on our wedding day. Isn't she beautiful? And there is Mark. Oh, this? Yeah, this picture was from the cast party of Mark's school production of Macbeth. He was Macbeth. I was so proud of him. Yeah, this is when we learned of his abilities.

"Hey mom, did you see how well I did? I got two standing ovations!"

"Yeah, you did. You are so incredible!! I didn't know you could act so well." I think I said the wrong things.

"You don't know anything about me." He gave me this look of hatred. A look that I have gotten used to in two years.

"Ahem. Mark, honey, are you going to try out for the musical or are you strictly a dramatic actor?" Mara knew how to smooth things over. She's incredible like that.

"Oh, I think I may try out. They are doing…I think Oklahoma. But I think we should do a comedy instead. Or a comedy-musical, like Rocky Horror. That would be so fun!" Mark's eyes lit up. I love to see him smile. Especially when the corners of his eyes crinkle. I wish I could tell him that. But he would hate me for saying that.

I immediately realized something was wrong with Mark when he began to clutch his head.

"Mom, do you hear that noise?"

"What noise? Hon, are you okay? Hon? Oh my god, Mark, what's wrong." Mark was now on the floor, clutching his head.

"The words, the voices are so strong. It's like someone is screaming in my head. I…tell them to shut up!!" He passed out.

What? Oh, he has super-hearing and sight. The sight thing we learned from Charles Xavier. Oh, he's someone who is helping him learn to control these abilities. He thinks all of his senses are heightened. I, I wish I could help him through this.

Mara has been a bit freaked out with all of this. She is denying that he has these abilities. I know she loves him; we both love him with all our hearts. It's just something that makes him unique.

He has gotten in some trouble at the institution. God, I hate that word. At the mansion, he been tricking people with some young German mutant, Kurt I think. Water balloons and things like that. The combination of Mark's sight and Kurt's teleportation, no one is safe.

I did get a letter from him. Yeah, it was directed to ME! I was so shocked.

"Joshua.

Yeah, thanks for the letter. You are probably enjoying the fact that I am not there. I did make some friends here. This girl Mag is really nice. She's pretty too. I want to talk to her, but all I can do is throw water balloons at her. But she usually fries them before they hit her. So, what should I do?

Take care of mom, and try not to screw all over the house.

Mark."

I cried after reading the note. I did. I sat there, bawling like a baby. Mara walked in obviously concerned. She picked up the note, and read it.

"Oh honey. There is hope for you two."

That's what I can do. Just hope for the future. Our future. As a family.