Disclaimer: I would really like it if you read and review. No flames though, but you could tell me if I should redo this or if I suck at this story completely. If that is called a flame, then just say if I'm doing this story not an improvement. This is my first X-Men fanfic I ever wrote, so be a little nice please, because the other stories I wrote sucked, so I got rid of it. I might redo it some other time though. Anyway, enjoy!

Note: I don't own X-Men or any of the characters, I only own Debra.

Prologue

My name is Debra. I had a simple normal life until I reached at the age of fifteen. That's when I had become the freak of nature, a gene type that is a mistake to human kind, I became a mutant. I really hate mutants, because my father brainwashed me to hate them, even my mother. My parents say that they are a disgrace to the human kind. I agreed with them, after all since I was five they started to talk bad about mutants to me. So my mind is stuck with that information. But I never knew I would turn into one of them. I hated it so much, I wanted to kill myself.

I have a big sister that's seventeen, but she's not a mutant like me.

Perhaps it would be best if I told you the first time I ever possessed my mutant powers. Just to remind you, I'm fifteen when I turned into a mutant.

Chapter 1: Freak of Nature

It was my first day of school. Well, my first day of school to go to high school. I was so excited, plus I moved to a new city. I moved to Seattle, Washington. I used to live in Anchorage, Alaska. It was always cold there, even in the summer. Now I'm finally at a place where I can really know what summer feels like.

It was summer time now, and it was a warm weather. I couldn't wait to get inside my backyard pool once I was finished with school. It was the first time in years I actually was going to swim again!

I looked over to myself in the mirror, I had brown hair that reached to my shoulders, green eyes, and whenever I clenched my jaws they would stick out, like I had a lot of muscle in them. I never really did anything for them to be that way, but I looked pretty good with that look. (I'm rhyming too much I think) My bangs were short, they only reached to my forehead. I liked it that way, I didn't like it long like the other girls, they look so uncomfortable to me.

When I picked up my brush and brushed it through my hair, it looked as if it was electrocuted or something. It took me a while to fix the tangles.

Once I was done with that, I put on my clothes, which were some shorts and a green T-shirt saying, 'Girls Rule' in big black letters. I always wear green shirts, because it's my favorite color.

When I was finished putting on my clothes, I grabbed my backpack, which was green too, and headed downstairs.

"Good morning honey." Coed my mom. She always calls me honey, and as for my sister, she calls her baby which is much worse, but she never does that in public.

"Morning mom." I answered. I took some pop tarts and quickly ate them while I was standing. I really like to get to school early, because I like to finish any homework I don't do at home that only takes me five minutes or I would read. I have never been to school late at all or even absent.

"Stop eating so fast, your half an hour early, you're not going to be late." Said mom. Just then my dad came in looking grumpy as if he never went to sleep at all last night. Trust me this is normal, he has done this every day, it's just a mood he likes to do.

"What's for breakfast, I'm starving." Replied dad.

"Bacon and waffles." Answered mom.

"Sounds good to me!" Said my sister just as she entered the kitchen. My mom started to put breakfast in my dad's and sister's plate. I don't eat meat; I'm a vegetarian. How did I become a vegetarian is what your question might be. Well, when I was seven years old, I went to a butcher with my dad, because he wanted to buy fresh meat, and when I entered at the butcher place, it was a horrifying sight. I saw a man slaughter a cow, and cow pieces hanging on the ceiling. The place was filled with blood everywhere! I just couldn't take it anymore, so I ran outside and puked my lunch out. My dad's used to it, he goes to the butcher every month. And from that day on I was a vegetarian.

When I was finished with my pop tart, and my family started to eat breakfast, I headed out the door, but not before dad could stop me.

"Remember, if you ever meet a mutant at school, stay away from it and tell me who it is." Dad reminded me. Just hearing the word mutant sent chills up my spine. My dad always calls a mutant 'it' and I do to. My entire family does.

"Sure thing dad." I called back.

"Have a nice day a school honey!" Mom yelled before I left the house.

"See ya squirt!" My sister called after me. I ignored her and stepped outside and smelled the fresh air. Seattle's air sure does smell sweeter than Alaska's.

I started walking to school, and when I arrived, I looked at my watch to see it took me two minutes to get here. My house sure is close to the school.

I started up the school steps, and when I entered in the school, it was too crowded! Alaska's schools barely had kids around the hallways. I always like crowded areas, I feel a bit more into it. I know it sounds weird, but it's just a feeling I have.

I tried looking for the office but got no luck. I decided to ask someone.

"Excuse me. Do you know where the office is?" I asked one girl that was with a group of friends. She looked to be around my age and so did the crowd.

"Sure, just walk straight ahead and turn right." She answered. People were sure a lot nicer in Seattle.

"Thanks." I replied.

"No problem. My name is Tasha by the way. What's yours?" Questioned Tasha.

"My names Debra." I answered back.

"Nice name, this is also Tom on my left, Amy on my right, and Joel across from me." She replied. Oh wow, no one ever did this to me before, looks like I went to the right crowd.

"Hi everyone." I replied. Tom, Amy, and Joel said hi back to me.

"Hey, I was wondering, do you want to come to lunch with us? You could meet us at the quad area." She suggested.

"That would be great." I replied.

"Excellent, well, see ya soon." Tasha replied.

"See ya." I answered back. I walked straight ahead and turned right. Those people were sure nice. I guess I'm making friends already.

When I arrived at the office, I went inside to find a secretary looking at me.

"Do you need something." She replied. She looked to be about fifty or sixty years old.

"Um, I'm new here and I was supposed to meet with the principal." I answered.

"Of course, just walk to the doors on your left." She replied.

"Thanks." I called back. I started to the door on my left and I went inside the principals office. There was a gray haired man to be around fifty years old. He looked at me when he saw me come in.

"My names Debra and I'm new here, I was told to meet you." I said.

"Of course." He gestured me a hand to sit right across from him, and so I did. He told me his name, it's Mr. McKinley, and he told me the school rules and gave me a few papers with my schedule in it. I took it from him, and when he was done talking, I left the office and headed to my first period class. It was History. When I stood outside the door waiting for the bell to ring, it finally rang after about five minutes and the kids headed to their classrooms, as for me, I was the first one in the classroom. Except the teacher of coarse.

His name was Mr. Omar, and I gave him my schedule and he initialed it. When he was done with that, he told me to sit way in the back where some girls were sitting. No one in the classroom was someone I had met with Tasha, so I was pretty lonely in there.

History was boring, I started to drowse a bit until the bell rang. History is just not my thing. I'm usually into science.

When I headed to my next classroom, it was math and Tasha had it with me. I got a bit happy about that. When I gave my schedule to Mrs. Smith, my math teacher, and she signed it, I got to sit right next to Tasha.

"Hey, I guess we get to hang out at break too huh?" Tasha replied. Break was next period.

"Yeah, I guess so." I said. When the teacher started talking about math, I got bored of it quickly. I don't like math either. When I started to get sleepy someone shot a crumpled paper at my head. I was fully awake now and saw who threw it at me. It was a group of girls snickering at me.

"Don't pay attention to them. They always like to mess with new kids." Tasha said.

"Why?" I questioned.

"They like to get new kids in trouble I guess." Tasha answered shrugging. I ignored them and this time I payed attention to the teacher until the girls threw another piece of paper at my head. I got annoyed and was getting angry. The girls started snickering again and they sat right beside me! I just ignored them.

They threw another piece of paper this time, but this time they threw two of them. I couldn't take it anymore, I was pissed off.

"Would you quit it, your getting me annoyed." I exclaimed. They started laughing, not to loudly to let the teacher know though.

"Or else what? You're going to tell your daddy." Mocked one of the girls. They laughed at it and gave each other high five's. Believe me, when I'm mad I'm not easy to deal with and I was really mad at those girls.

"No, How about you receive a punch in your face to make you stop." I threatened.

"Debra stop it! They'll never stop argueing unless you ignore them!" Tasha hissed. I ignored her.

"Is that a threat?" Said one of the girls.

"I don't know, why don't you tell me genius." I mimicked.

"You better shut that fat mouth of yours or else I'm going to shut it!" Told one of the girls. This time the girls didn't laugh, but started to stare at me coldly.

"How about I shut yours and teach you a lesson." I exclaimed.

"Man, you can't even zip up a fly that is missing wings!" One of the girls stated. The girls started cracking up while I was boiling with rage. My first day of school, and I already was having bullies. I wanted so much for them to get hurt, until I didn't realize my eyes were glowing a electric yellowish color. The girls stopped laughing when they glimpsed at my eyes. They started whimpering and when Tasha saw Debra's eyes too, she started to yell frantically. The whole class looked at Tasha and the whimpering girls even the teacher, but when they looked at me, they were frightened and started calling me a freak and some hid under there desks. I got mad when they started to call me a freak until electricity was sparking everywhere around the classroom. There was purple, yellow, and electric blue colors of electricity. After a while I woke up from my rage nightmare and started to realize what just happened.

When the electricity stopped some of the kids were clutching their heads as if someone was messing with it. I looked around the classroom and there were dead bodies, injured kids, and blood everywhere. This reminded me when I went to the butcher place and this time I was responsible for this. I now knew I was a freak, a mutant and nothing could stop me from hiding it now.

As I stood in front of the classroom, my eyes came to a stop on Tasha's injured body. I walked over to where she lay and dropped to my knees. She slowly opened her eyes and said something that sent chills up my spine.

"Freak." And after that she slipped into unconsciousness.

I couldn't help but cry for everything I had done, and who I had become. I didn't even realize that right behind me was police officers. They quickly shot a needle in my arm before I could turn around and act.

After about two seconds I slipped into unconsciousness as well.

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