~Title: Unfinished Business
~Author: Wild Craze (hello!)
~Rating: PG-13, for my protection, mild language and action violence later on, but it's not more than that.
~Summary: This is my X-Men 3!!! It's a story with the same battle between humans and mutants fighting for their share of the world, in which I introduce multiple other characters (and I personally think you will like them). Magneto and the Brotherhood still have a couple of tricks up their sleeves to try to impose their ways, while Professor X and the X-Men need to deal with a group of mutant assassins with their own point of view, spreading terror to humanity, but pride and confidence to mutants. Rogue is still trying to control her mutation, the professor starts to question Jean's rash death, Logan's past now running after him right when he was ready to forget it, and much, much more!!
~Disclaimer: I don't own any of the X-Men, or any other character you recognize. All the other characters are MINE, and you are not allowed to use them without my *authorization*.
~Extra: This is a sequel to 'A Life Worth Living'. There won't be any real relation to that story for quite a while and so you can go ahead and start reading, but you need to read A Life Worth Living to understand some future parts better. And don't forget to review after reading it! ^_^
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Chapter 1: Introduction to our way of life
New York. A city like so many others, and yet one of the most acknowledged in the world. Home to eight million individuals, including myself. Those people, the 'others', they would tell you: nothing happens or changes from yesterday to tomorrow . . . The same monotonous pattern: one day, we come to life, and another, we leave it . . . forever. What they forget is that between those two very special days, there is the mystery of life.
Of course for some, there is no mystery at all. They just live their lives as it comes without preoccupying themselves with anything else, and that way, several very essential things escape their attention:
For example, those moments of pure happiness that I like to say, scintillate, sparkle and fizz like bubbles in a glass of lemonade.
Those people, to whom there is no mystery, see them, but simply don't feel them.
Those moments are those that stay engraved in their memories forever, yet also the ones they ignore mostly as they only preoccupy themselves with unimportant things around which their lives evolve, as they stay in their own little world.
These people live without actually living; because the saying is true: Everyone who lives, dies, but not everyone who dies, actually lives. I consider myself a person, a 'someone' able to be happy. Because that is true success. It's liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.
I learned rather quickly that the world was bigger than I imagined. Filled with people like me, living my case.
Living their lives . . . hum.
Life. For some, it is paradise, for others, many others, a living hell. Yes, a *living* hell.
Life shows you many things. Sometimes it's too soon, sometimes too late, but there is one thing in particular that I've learned from life, which obligates me not to trust it. ever.
Life is unfair. Incredibly unfair. It twists, turns and pushes you, either by your race, your colour, your style, or any other thing like that . . . and so, nothing happens in your existence until you decide to break the rules of the game, break the rules of the game of your own life. After that very, very tough step forward -that many people never do-, you feel liberated and incredibly free. The only thing, the only problem is that you are never seen the same by humanity, by those who have never dared to make that 'step'. You are seen . . . as a different person, because we live our lives the way we want too, by fighting back, even when it's hard and we feel everything is about to give up.
We are seen as the crazy ones.
The misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes, the revolutionists, in short, the ones who see this differently, who aren't fond of rules, and so don't follow them.
We have no respect for the status quo. People disagree with us, and label us, vilify us, and very rarely glorify us.
But the only thing other people, normal people, absolutely can't do, is ignore us. Because we're special. Because we change things. We push the human race forward, and while the others, the ones who don't break the rules, see us as the crazy ones, others see us as what we really are. They see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change he world, are the ones who do. And that is what *we* do. We are here to change the world, to fight, to let it accept a new generation. Us.
That is what we have learned. That we are born to fight back. Too fight for our acceptance. A mutant named Foe taught me that.
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Personally, I find that's an interesting introduction. This is one of the first X-Men texts that I wrote, something like a year and a half ago (except for the last part). ^_^ What do you think? Review and tell me.
~Author: Wild Craze (hello!)
~Rating: PG-13, for my protection, mild language and action violence later on, but it's not more than that.
~Summary: This is my X-Men 3!!! It's a story with the same battle between humans and mutants fighting for their share of the world, in which I introduce multiple other characters (and I personally think you will like them). Magneto and the Brotherhood still have a couple of tricks up their sleeves to try to impose their ways, while Professor X and the X-Men need to deal with a group of mutant assassins with their own point of view, spreading terror to humanity, but pride and confidence to mutants. Rogue is still trying to control her mutation, the professor starts to question Jean's rash death, Logan's past now running after him right when he was ready to forget it, and much, much more!!
~Disclaimer: I don't own any of the X-Men, or any other character you recognize. All the other characters are MINE, and you are not allowed to use them without my *authorization*.
~Extra: This is a sequel to 'A Life Worth Living'. There won't be any real relation to that story for quite a while and so you can go ahead and start reading, but you need to read A Life Worth Living to understand some future parts better. And don't forget to review after reading it! ^_^
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Chapter 1: Introduction to our way of life
New York. A city like so many others, and yet one of the most acknowledged in the world. Home to eight million individuals, including myself. Those people, the 'others', they would tell you: nothing happens or changes from yesterday to tomorrow . . . The same monotonous pattern: one day, we come to life, and another, we leave it . . . forever. What they forget is that between those two very special days, there is the mystery of life.
Of course for some, there is no mystery at all. They just live their lives as it comes without preoccupying themselves with anything else, and that way, several very essential things escape their attention:
For example, those moments of pure happiness that I like to say, scintillate, sparkle and fizz like bubbles in a glass of lemonade.
Those people, to whom there is no mystery, see them, but simply don't feel them.
Those moments are those that stay engraved in their memories forever, yet also the ones they ignore mostly as they only preoccupy themselves with unimportant things around which their lives evolve, as they stay in their own little world.
These people live without actually living; because the saying is true: Everyone who lives, dies, but not everyone who dies, actually lives. I consider myself a person, a 'someone' able to be happy. Because that is true success. It's liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.
I learned rather quickly that the world was bigger than I imagined. Filled with people like me, living my case.
Living their lives . . . hum.
Life. For some, it is paradise, for others, many others, a living hell. Yes, a *living* hell.
Life shows you many things. Sometimes it's too soon, sometimes too late, but there is one thing in particular that I've learned from life, which obligates me not to trust it. ever.
Life is unfair. Incredibly unfair. It twists, turns and pushes you, either by your race, your colour, your style, or any other thing like that . . . and so, nothing happens in your existence until you decide to break the rules of the game, break the rules of the game of your own life. After that very, very tough step forward -that many people never do-, you feel liberated and incredibly free. The only thing, the only problem is that you are never seen the same by humanity, by those who have never dared to make that 'step'. You are seen . . . as a different person, because we live our lives the way we want too, by fighting back, even when it's hard and we feel everything is about to give up.
We are seen as the crazy ones.
The misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes, the revolutionists, in short, the ones who see this differently, who aren't fond of rules, and so don't follow them.
We have no respect for the status quo. People disagree with us, and label us, vilify us, and very rarely glorify us.
But the only thing other people, normal people, absolutely can't do, is ignore us. Because we're special. Because we change things. We push the human race forward, and while the others, the ones who don't break the rules, see us as the crazy ones, others see us as what we really are. They see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change he world, are the ones who do. And that is what *we* do. We are here to change the world, to fight, to let it accept a new generation. Us.
That is what we have learned. That we are born to fight back. Too fight for our acceptance. A mutant named Foe taught me that.
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Personally, I find that's an interesting introduction. This is one of the first X-Men texts that I wrote, something like a year and a half ago (except for the last part). ^_^ What do you think? Review and tell me.