Tragic Teens
Part Three - Good Friends Die First
My names Mary Rapp, but my friends call me Tommy. If I were you I would leave now run, do anything to get away from me. My friends seem to have rather short existences. I live alone now. I once had a great life I lived in a posh area of town, not anymore.
I used to be beautiful, I was going to have a career in modelling so everyone thought, it wasn't to be. I was a child model though, just for catalogues and stuff. I'm a mutant just like everyone else, because everyone's different only I'm different in a way that you can see. My powers ruined everything my future my relationships my life!
I had a good upbringing in a good area of town in sunny California. My parents are pretty young and cool, they don't mind the fact I'm a mutant, they say I should just accept it, but I don't want to. Part of me still wants to be normal, don't say that to my parents though they insist I am normal, just in a very unique way - that doesn't even make sense, well not to me. How can be normal if your unique???
One day a year ago a strange old bald man appeared in the door way at my house, I immediately thought he was strange, especially from what he was wearing there are no Goths where I live, nobody dares dress like that! We all have better taste than that! Anyway he asked me to attend his freaky new school. I didn't want to go, my parents forced me to go saying it would be good to mix with other mutants my age.yeah right! So I was forced to go to the school full of freak shows. The only reason that I even accepted the place at the freak school was to try and regain my looks, I thought "Hey, compared to the freaks that go there I'll look brilliant"
I made few friends, but still some stuck around like Joelle Guthrie, we met at the institute, she wasn't a big fan of it either. The only reason she was there was to keep up the family name, her older brother Sam and sisters Paige and Elisabeth had previously attended her mutant power was to be able to shrink to the size of an atom. I was hoping that they would be able to help me look better at the school, and they kinda did in a way, they made me feel a little better about being a mutant and being myself. I would still rather be normal though. I've never had a boyfriend since the mutation became apparent. It's easy to feel alone at the school even when you're surrounded by other outcasts.
But now here I am now, a year later, and feeling a little better about myself doesn't really compensate for the situation that I have now been put into. Im on the run from the people who were our last hope, a chance to survive, the people who were meant to be trying to help us. Now there trying to kill us, eradicate us from the face of the earth. And all I can do for the rest of my short future is run and run and run. I'd find it ironic in a sadistic, unfashionable way if it weren't me here and now. But in this world I suppose you never get what you wanted, and if you do theres always a little twist, or an unexpected surprise lurking around the corner.
Joelle and I were on the mansions lawn when it happened, there was a huge explosion caused by the beasts lab, then a fire ball, at least 2-3 of the kids died in the fireball that came milliseconds after. They never had a chance. They were lucky. The x-men streamed out of the mansion all in shock. That's when it happened he arrived, magneto. He was never dead, just madder than ever. Joelle watched helplessly from afar as the xmen were split into two groups, physically moved by magnetos force fields. One group consisted of xmen to be disposed of the others would become useful. Husk and cannonball joelle's brother and sister were in the useless group. They died instantly, on the spot, just collapsed. Dead.
As it turned out Genosha was part of the plan. Magneto wanted the world to think he was dead and that's why they never found his or any of his acolyte's bodies. They were orbiting the moon on "asteroid M". Only this bunch of even bigger freaks, the inhumans realised that he was still alive and decided not to let the earth know, I don't think they get on too well.
I can't contact my family or they will end up like Joelle's, and that's a certainty. I can't endanger them though; I'd rather die that know that my actions lead them to their deaths. Their sacrifices would be futile anyway no one can beat the Ex-men. I would love to see my dad again he always used to say that my eyes were full of life, what would he think now? They wont be full of life for much longer anyway at this rate. Joelle was my best friend a sister in a place I hated. She was younger but had more courage than me she was brilliantly brave like her brother and sisters. All the things I'm not. She's dead now. With her brother and sisters. Killed by Emma Frost the white queen.
My power to relocate my body mass, into an extra dimensional location, effectively becoming 2D and even less than paper thin, wasn't really going to help her, as the white queen snapped her neck under magneto's influence. Being able to merge into my background did though; I merged into the trees and watched in horror as the one person who I cared about on the estate was killed right in front of my eyes, with me unable to do anything to help her.
Are the rest of the escapees doing better than me? I hope so. There were there, I could sense them without even turning around. But still im predictable so I did. They hadn't seen me yet; I merged into the wall. Too slow its Sage with Dazzler and Cyclops. I wondered why they sent so many after only me? Sage sensed me and I had only a split second to act, I was too slow. They caught me. My last thoughts before I was knocked unconscious were of Joelle's heroics and how I would die a shallow loser, oh well at least I'm not fat. Joelle sacrificed herself for me, or did she expect me to willingly die with rest of those freaks. The last thing she said was "help!" not very original but it had a huge impact when you're running away doing nothing. Maybe ill be able to do something now. Now that I've woken up and am still very much alive, thankfully.
Part Three - Good Friends Die First
My names Mary Rapp, but my friends call me Tommy. If I were you I would leave now run, do anything to get away from me. My friends seem to have rather short existences. I live alone now. I once had a great life I lived in a posh area of town, not anymore.
I used to be beautiful, I was going to have a career in modelling so everyone thought, it wasn't to be. I was a child model though, just for catalogues and stuff. I'm a mutant just like everyone else, because everyone's different only I'm different in a way that you can see. My powers ruined everything my future my relationships my life!
I had a good upbringing in a good area of town in sunny California. My parents are pretty young and cool, they don't mind the fact I'm a mutant, they say I should just accept it, but I don't want to. Part of me still wants to be normal, don't say that to my parents though they insist I am normal, just in a very unique way - that doesn't even make sense, well not to me. How can be normal if your unique???
One day a year ago a strange old bald man appeared in the door way at my house, I immediately thought he was strange, especially from what he was wearing there are no Goths where I live, nobody dares dress like that! We all have better taste than that! Anyway he asked me to attend his freaky new school. I didn't want to go, my parents forced me to go saying it would be good to mix with other mutants my age.yeah right! So I was forced to go to the school full of freak shows. The only reason that I even accepted the place at the freak school was to try and regain my looks, I thought "Hey, compared to the freaks that go there I'll look brilliant"
I made few friends, but still some stuck around like Joelle Guthrie, we met at the institute, she wasn't a big fan of it either. The only reason she was there was to keep up the family name, her older brother Sam and sisters Paige and Elisabeth had previously attended her mutant power was to be able to shrink to the size of an atom. I was hoping that they would be able to help me look better at the school, and they kinda did in a way, they made me feel a little better about being a mutant and being myself. I would still rather be normal though. I've never had a boyfriend since the mutation became apparent. It's easy to feel alone at the school even when you're surrounded by other outcasts.
But now here I am now, a year later, and feeling a little better about myself doesn't really compensate for the situation that I have now been put into. Im on the run from the people who were our last hope, a chance to survive, the people who were meant to be trying to help us. Now there trying to kill us, eradicate us from the face of the earth. And all I can do for the rest of my short future is run and run and run. I'd find it ironic in a sadistic, unfashionable way if it weren't me here and now. But in this world I suppose you never get what you wanted, and if you do theres always a little twist, or an unexpected surprise lurking around the corner.
Joelle and I were on the mansions lawn when it happened, there was a huge explosion caused by the beasts lab, then a fire ball, at least 2-3 of the kids died in the fireball that came milliseconds after. They never had a chance. They were lucky. The x-men streamed out of the mansion all in shock. That's when it happened he arrived, magneto. He was never dead, just madder than ever. Joelle watched helplessly from afar as the xmen were split into two groups, physically moved by magnetos force fields. One group consisted of xmen to be disposed of the others would become useful. Husk and cannonball joelle's brother and sister were in the useless group. They died instantly, on the spot, just collapsed. Dead.
As it turned out Genosha was part of the plan. Magneto wanted the world to think he was dead and that's why they never found his or any of his acolyte's bodies. They were orbiting the moon on "asteroid M". Only this bunch of even bigger freaks, the inhumans realised that he was still alive and decided not to let the earth know, I don't think they get on too well.
I can't contact my family or they will end up like Joelle's, and that's a certainty. I can't endanger them though; I'd rather die that know that my actions lead them to their deaths. Their sacrifices would be futile anyway no one can beat the Ex-men. I would love to see my dad again he always used to say that my eyes were full of life, what would he think now? They wont be full of life for much longer anyway at this rate. Joelle was my best friend a sister in a place I hated. She was younger but had more courage than me she was brilliantly brave like her brother and sisters. All the things I'm not. She's dead now. With her brother and sisters. Killed by Emma Frost the white queen.
My power to relocate my body mass, into an extra dimensional location, effectively becoming 2D and even less than paper thin, wasn't really going to help her, as the white queen snapped her neck under magneto's influence. Being able to merge into my background did though; I merged into the trees and watched in horror as the one person who I cared about on the estate was killed right in front of my eyes, with me unable to do anything to help her.
Are the rest of the escapees doing better than me? I hope so. There were there, I could sense them without even turning around. But still im predictable so I did. They hadn't seen me yet; I merged into the wall. Too slow its Sage with Dazzler and Cyclops. I wondered why they sent so many after only me? Sage sensed me and I had only a split second to act, I was too slow. They caught me. My last thoughts before I was knocked unconscious were of Joelle's heroics and how I would die a shallow loser, oh well at least I'm not fat. Joelle sacrificed herself for me, or did she expect me to willingly die with rest of those freaks. The last thing she said was "help!" not very original but it had a huge impact when you're running away doing nothing. Maybe ill be able to do something now. Now that I've woken up and am still very much alive, thankfully.