*OKay here we go....*
Her head was spinning and she felt like throwing up. Her eyes fluttered open and she glanced around the room carefully. The room was cozy enough, but where was she? The house was a warm orange and the lights were off. The only light was that of one lamp and the orange fire coming from the fire place. She lifted her hand and placed it on her forehead feeling the bandaid across a few of her gashes.She sighed and lifted her head. She looked around and spotted a man sitting in the chair beside her. She tried to be silent so he wouldnt notice but she couldnt hold in a yawn. His eyes quicky darted in her direction and she tried her best to put on a smile.
"Finally...."
"Uhh..Thank you sir for taking me in."
"Im just glad you woke up. Did you know you snore? I couldnt get anything done with that obnoxious snoring..."
"WHAT!? I do not snore."
"Oh yes you do."
She was about to answer when the man suddenly burst into fits of laughter. The look on the girls face only made him laugh more. Her face represented shock, confusion, anger. She waited patiently for him to stop laughing before sending him a look that could kill.
"Ya know what!? Im thankful and all for you helping me out but im just going to leave."
"WAIT."
No. I dont have to deal with this."
"Look girly im sorry. I really am. Please just stay."
"Grrr...fine. But I just want you to know I dont owe YOU anything."
"Fine. Now come sit girl. Tell me who you are."
He lead her to the couch and let her sit before sitting himself. He waited for her to begin but she never did. Finally he sighed and started...
"My name is...?"
"Gah! I know what to say. I can just turn back around and leave! Ok. My name is...Savannah Martin."
"Martin? Hmm..I dont know any mutants with the last naem of Martin."
"Wait im not a mtuant."
"Darlin' you dont have to lie. Im one to."
"Really? I mean thats nice, but im adopted. Thats oribablky why you dont know any mutants by the last name of Martin. Either that or my real parents weren't mutants."
"Adopted? Oh. I see. No its just. You reminded me of someone. Or someones. Two people. Friends of mine."
"Really? Ok...well my name is Savannah. My mutant ability is that I can see dead people.(no pun intended.) Ghosts. I can talk to them and feel them just as if they were human. I can also touch people and get their..memories."
"I see....how old are you?"
"Seventeen. Im seventeen years old. My birthday was last wednesday."
"Oh...." Thats all he needed to know. She was defintely who he expected her to be. When he first saw her he guessed it but had to know for sure. She had his(not talkign about himself but his friend) eyes. Those passionate eyes. And her hair matched his, buther face. She had her face. Her pale porceline face. Both of his friends were evident in this girl. He smiled and walked to the kitchen leaving the girl. He quickly came back with two cans of coke.
"Coke?"
"Sure...?"
"*Sigh*...."
It was silent for a few minutes before the girl began.
"Hey! You never told me your name."
"Right."
"Well? Whats your name?"
"Pietro Maximoff. Nice to meet ya."
TBS......
*Ok well R/R Please. Guess if you want who the parents are. I already know.lol.
Her head was spinning and she felt like throwing up. Her eyes fluttered open and she glanced around the room carefully. The room was cozy enough, but where was she? The house was a warm orange and the lights were off. The only light was that of one lamp and the orange fire coming from the fire place. She lifted her hand and placed it on her forehead feeling the bandaid across a few of her gashes.She sighed and lifted her head. She looked around and spotted a man sitting in the chair beside her. She tried to be silent so he wouldnt notice but she couldnt hold in a yawn. His eyes quicky darted in her direction and she tried her best to put on a smile.
"Finally...."
"Uhh..Thank you sir for taking me in."
"Im just glad you woke up. Did you know you snore? I couldnt get anything done with that obnoxious snoring..."
"WHAT!? I do not snore."
"Oh yes you do."
She was about to answer when the man suddenly burst into fits of laughter. The look on the girls face only made him laugh more. Her face represented shock, confusion, anger. She waited patiently for him to stop laughing before sending him a look that could kill.
"Ya know what!? Im thankful and all for you helping me out but im just going to leave."
"WAIT."
No. I dont have to deal with this."
"Look girly im sorry. I really am. Please just stay."
"Grrr...fine. But I just want you to know I dont owe YOU anything."
"Fine. Now come sit girl. Tell me who you are."
He lead her to the couch and let her sit before sitting himself. He waited for her to begin but she never did. Finally he sighed and started...
"My name is...?"
"Gah! I know what to say. I can just turn back around and leave! Ok. My name is...Savannah Martin."
"Martin? Hmm..I dont know any mutants with the last naem of Martin."
"Wait im not a mtuant."
"Darlin' you dont have to lie. Im one to."
"Really? I mean thats nice, but im adopted. Thats oribablky why you dont know any mutants by the last name of Martin. Either that or my real parents weren't mutants."
"Adopted? Oh. I see. No its just. You reminded me of someone. Or someones. Two people. Friends of mine."
"Really? Ok...well my name is Savannah. My mutant ability is that I can see dead people.(no pun intended.) Ghosts. I can talk to them and feel them just as if they were human. I can also touch people and get their..memories."
"I see....how old are you?"
"Seventeen. Im seventeen years old. My birthday was last wednesday."
"Oh...." Thats all he needed to know. She was defintely who he expected her to be. When he first saw her he guessed it but had to know for sure. She had his(not talkign about himself but his friend) eyes. Those passionate eyes. And her hair matched his, buther face. She had her face. Her pale porceline face. Both of his friends were evident in this girl. He smiled and walked to the kitchen leaving the girl. He quickly came back with two cans of coke.
"Coke?"
"Sure...?"
"*Sigh*...."
It was silent for a few minutes before the girl began.
"Hey! You never told me your name."
"Right."
"Well? Whats your name?"
"Pietro Maximoff. Nice to meet ya."
TBS......
*Ok well R/R Please. Guess if you want who the parents are. I already know.lol.