Hello reader. First of all I would like to thank you for taking your time looking at my first piece of fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it. I would really appreciate it if you review this. Telling me if you like, and telling me things I need to work on. I've never done writing before so bare with me. This will be a third person narrative but I will have my characters thoughts in Italics. Ok, I think I am done. Enjoy.
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Title: The Bane
Chapter 1
Hello. My name is Dean Morrison. I am a mutant. I am an X-Man.
I have decided to write in a journal, telling of the things that have happened to me so far in my exceptional life. Even though I am only 19 years old, the things I have seen since receiving my power, my bane, or the 'Dark Gift' as I like to call it, have been beyond my wildest dreams.
The X-Men are a group of mutants who use their powers to protect mankind from those who use their powers for their own desires, whatever they may be. We are based in Xavier's School for the Gifted. A mansion owned by Charles Xavier in Westchester, New York. Xavier is the founder of the X-Men. He himself is a mutant, and a powerful one at that. Xavier's school is for mutants who seek safety from the world that feels that they are a danger to them. Here they get taught to control their powers for good. Then they can either move on with their lives or become an X-Man. Of course I was a student.
Hmm. I've gone off the reason I started this diary. Ororo AKA Storm told me writing this may help me with my troubles, getting them out instead of tearing me apart inside. Maybe I should say something about myself, not my favourite subject.
I first came to Xavier's School for the Gifted when I was 16. My parents bought me from Australia to the U.S after they found out about my 'problem'. It actually happened when I was 14 but I kept it secret til it unleashed unexpectedly. My family was quite shocked by this discovery that I was one of those dangerous mutants they heard about on the news. But I suppose I didn't have it nearly as bad as some other kids who had my problem. Some kicked out of their homes by parents being a run-away. I had it easy, but my father. Well, I don't think we will ever be the same around each other, like before. We travelled through the states looking for someone who may help us, asked around by mutants. Then Charles contacted us. And told us about what he does. We accepted rather quickly, didn't take much to convince me. I moved in to the mansion with that feeling of excitement, nervousness, and fear you have when moving to a new school. But I managed to make friends well enough, all of us having one thing in common.
There was even an Australian here, John Allerdyce AKA Pyro, my best friend. Well use to be, he's gone now. When he left it felt like apart of me left. When we were doing whatever we were doing it just felt natural, I felt like I wasn't different and I didn't need to be scared. I had other friends but it just wasn't the same. There was Marie AKA Rogue, the girl I've had a crush on since I came to the school but I have never told, and Bobby AKA Iceman, Rogue's boyfriend. I never have really liked Bobby. I guess the only reason I'm friends with him is because he is always around Rogue like a love-sick puppy. The other X-Men are Ororo, Scott AKA Cyclops, Jean AKA Phoenix, Kurt AKA Nightcrawler, and the infamous Logan AKA Wolverine.
Hmm, I don't think there is any thing else for me to ad rat the moment. Oh. I haven't told you about my 'gift'. I am vampire. Well, not an actually one, but the same powers. My appearance is as you would expect from a vampire. Pale skin, dark hair medium all-round size, wearing mainly black with a stud through the left eyebrow.
My name...... is Death.
Dean ended it and in that moment he heard that familiar voice with the southern accent coming through the door as she opened it.
"C'mon sweetheart, time for our Danger Room session"
"Yeah, alright" Dean relied with a gruff sigh.