"Eleven years ago m' sister Annabelle were born. I were so pleased t' have a new baby sister t' look after and play with. But...my mum contracted a disease and shortly afterwards died. I din't at first understand where she'd went; I were only five. Eventually, I realised that she weren't coming back. So, I looked after m' sister even more 'cause she was all I had left o' my mum. We grew up together as very close sisters.
"One day, during the summer holidays, my step dad went out and I were left in charge. I'd looked after m' sister by meself lots of times and this were no different from any other. I were up in my room doing some homework, I think, when I heard a scream. I looked out o' m' window; she'd been playing outside. I saw...I saw...She'd fallen in the swimming pool.
"I ran downstairs 'cause I knew she couldn't swim too well. I swung open the French doors. She was just a body, floating in the water. I jumped into' swimming pool and brought her out. I laid her down on the patio. She weren't breathing. I put her in the recovery position. I checked for her pulse. It was faint but it was there.
"I ran into' kitchen to get the cordless phone never taking m' eyes of her. I ran back t' her and dialled 911 and asked for an ambulance. The man on t'other end of the phone asked me if I'd put her in the recovery position. I told him I had. He asked me if she were breathing. I told him she weren't. Then he started t' ask me these silly questions. Is your mummy or daddy at home? What's your name little girl? How old are you? I told him that I was not a little girl; I was eleven. I asked him when the ambulance was gonna get here several times but all he said were soon. He told me t' wait out front so the ambulance could tell where I were.
"Then there were flashing lights, people in yellow shiny coats, and lots o' funny wires. A lady took me t' one side and asked me the same questions as the man on telephone had. I asked if m' sister were okay but all she said were I dunno. I rode in the back o' the ambulance with m' sister, watching all the plastic tubes running around everywhere. When we got t' hospital they took her into a room that I weren't allowed in. I waited outside on a green chair for some one to tell me everything was okay.
"That never happened.
"When they told me I was distraught. I yelled at 'em that they was lying. Inside I knew they wasn't. I leaned m' hand against a window while I took in what had happened. M' hand went through the window shattering the glass. The shattered glass stood in mid-air outside the window. Then when I leapt back in fright it fell t' the ground. That was the day I first realised I was different.
"M' step dad didn't take the news well. He told me I were scum and had planned it all along t' get to 'im. He blamed me completely for it, and so did I. We had a lot o' fights shouting at each other. It'd torn us so far apart that we didn't go a day without a shouting match.
"One got too far though. I...I hit him. He went flying 'cross the room and made a huge crack in the wall. He said that were it. He weren't going to put up with it anymore. He said I were going t' go into a child's home. He made me pack the very next day. He drove me to the home 'imself. The care worker greeted me nicely and took me to m' room. It had a window seat that I sat in. Whilst he drove away I were looking at a picture of my sister in a pendant that m' mother gave me.
"I went t' high school that week; it were the end o' the summer holidays. There was new first impressions to be given t' new teachers an' students. On m' first day I wore a long sleeved black top that said 'mediocre' in gothic lettering, with metal clips on the shoulders an' red and black striped tights with a black pleated mini skirt.
"I got into loads o' trouble in school. I din't see the point o' doing any homework since I din't really have a home any more. And now that I had the power to hurt any one I wanted, I did. If some one pissed me of I'd sock them one; I got pissed off a lot. So, one day I really couldn't be bothered to do what anyone wanted anymore, so I didn't. I packed a couple o' essentials and headed out. I came to th' bar with the wrestling cage and stayed there, earning m' keep by winning bets every night. Then Jean came along one day and I ended up here. Yaw know the rest."
Wolverine turned to her and said, "Shall we go and tell the Prof you're here?"
"No need," she replied "he already knows." So they walked up to the institute.