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Sam's Story On a small farm in the middle of Hillbilly country is where our story begins, this farm was once owned by Arthur Guthrie and had been passed down the generations to his great grandson, till he became a miner and died, the farm now belonged to his widow Lucile and her 9 children the oldest of which was Sam.
'Ma, there's trouble in the top paddock Bruce knocked over the fence and escaped.' yelled young Josh Guthrie to his mother.
'Well what you standing there for come on, where's the others?' she questioned as she jumped into the truck and roared down the dirt road towards the top paddock.
'Sam is trying to round everyone up Ma but we can't find Lucy.' replied her son, which made her press down her foot harder on the gas, the thought of that deranged bull loose around her family sent her into a panic.
'Lucy, Lucy where are you?' yelled Paige Guthrie as she wandered around in the now empty paddock where the angry bull had once resided. She was shadowed by five or six of her brothers and sisters all looking for the youngest of the brood.
Their mother roared up as she leapt from the truck she launched into a flurry of questions. 'Where's Lucy? Where's Sam? Where's the bull?'
'We can't find Lucy, Sam went after Bruce on his bike.' Paige looked worried as she kept talking 'Mama I'm worried, this isn't like Lucy and you know Sam will try something stupid to make sure no one gets hurt...except himself, he's been like that ever since daddy died.'
'I know....Well just have to make sure he's ok.' said their mother as she picked up her shotgun climbing back into the truck.
Sam meanwhile had lost the bull, he searched in vain speeding along the dirt path on his Scrambler bike he searched the fields for any sight of the bull. Suddenly he heard crying from behind him, he swung his bike around using his foot to pivot on he took off his helmet so he could hear. The crying was all to familiar he dropped his helmet and revved up his bike shooting across a field towards the cries 'I'm a cumin Lucy.' he yelled as he went.
Sam soon came to the place of the noise; he leapt from his bike and jumped a fence as he looked onwards his little sister sat in the middle of the field where she had wandered off to pick flowers. Sitting about twice the distance from her that he was he could see Bruce the Bull, Bruce was the biggest Bull seen around these parts in about 30 years he was about the size of a truck or at least that's how Sam had always thought of him as he was growing up, if not bigger. Sam remembered when he was younger Bruce was hit by a truck and he walked away the victor. Bruce was the biggest by far he was also the strongest and downright meanest bull in about 30 years.
Sam watched carefully as he slowly edged to his sister, Bruce was snorting and stamping his feet getting ready to charge at the little girl and Sam.
'Come on Lucy come to Sammy.' Urged Sam as his sister tearfully looked at the bull her back turned to Sam as he crept closer, he knew the bull would charge but he hoped he could get close enough to his sister to through her to safety before he would get hit. His hopes weren't answered as the bull began to charge at full ramming speed; Sam had no chance to sneak now and no other option then to run. Sam got a good foot hold and took off at full speed for his sister hoping to grab her and in the same motion throw her from harms way. His mother roared up jumping out of the truck, Sam stumbled and fell face first to the ground as his mother struggled to load the shotgun because of her shaking hands. Sam looked at his mother then at Lucy and the bull, there was nothing else he could do. He suddenly felt filled with energy as he stood to his feet and hurled himself towards his sister ready for the grab and throw, he remembers little after that he remembers going past his sister at incredible speeds, such a speed he couldn't make a grab, he looked behind him to see his sister growing distant and what looked like a long trail of dust behind him, he looked straight ahead to see Bruce's head right in front of him, he closed his eyes.
The next thing he remembers is his family standing round him shocked, it had taken seconds for them to get there but it felt like hours to Sam, he sat a little groggily before he looked to see what everyone was looking at there in front of him was Bruce king of bulls sitting on the floor shaking its head clear of its grogginess before it stood to its legs shakily.
'Moooooooo.' It let out a deep throated mooing noise before falling onto its side.
Hours later sat in his living room staring at the TV his brothers and sisters sat around him, the younger ones watched TV while the older ones watched Sam carefully, Lucy was a sleep cuddling up to her new hero.
Their mother entered the room looking at Sam and her other children.
'Ok if you're under 12 it's bed time.' Said their mother as she picked Lucy up and gave her to one of the other children as they left the room.
Sam and Paige sat in the room with their mother, as she hugged Sam close and began to speak.
'The doctor just been on the phone, he says your fine, although he wants the rest of us to get our eyes checked or some psychological counselling, he says aint no way what we saw happened.'
'We all saw it Ma, you saw Sam do what he did.' contradicted in Paige defending her sanity.
'Yeah, but he says it never happened, which is kinda the opposite of what the vet said, old Bruce banged up bad, he still unconscious, they keeping him sedated for a while they run tests.' continued their mother still hugging Sam tightly.
'Ma what happened, what am I?' asked Sam trying not to cry which he hadn't done openly since his father died, he was always being the big man and being there for his family.
'You're my son, I don't know what happened but I think we should keep this between ourselves.' Instructed his mother, the others nodded in agreement.
Weeks later Sam was sitting in the kitchen with his mother before he went to school.
'Ma, I'm thinking of dropping out. I can get a job in the mine like Pop did, we need the money.' Sam said to his mother with a serious look on his face.
'You are not dropping out of school, that mine killed ya pa and I don't want it taking you, we don't need the money that much.' His mother retorted putting him in his place.
Sam looked at his mother before slowly sliding his chair from the table and going to a draw where he pulled out a large stack of paper before laying it in front of his mother.
'I found them Ma, all red, all final, we gotta get money or they going to take the farm.' Sam said eyeing his mother's face which was filled with sadness.
'We'll be ok Sam; this crop will get us more then enough to pay all these and set us up next year. I would rather lose the farm then any of you.' said his mother as she brought him to her again in a hug.
'But it's all we got left of Pa....' Sam began before getting cut off by his mother 'I have all of you.' She kissed him on the forehead as his brothers and sisters filled the room.
'Now get to school and be careful, with you know what.' Sam's mother warned as they walked out of the backdoor.
Sam knew what she was talking about since the day with the bull it had been happening more often, he would shoot off at super speeds destroying everything in his way, he did it in his sleep a couple of times blasting through walls and into the woods where he woke up in the morning. He even did it when he sneezed once he went right from the dusty basement through the roof of their home. He was still little scared as was his mother, most of his brothers and sisters thought it was cool.
The end of the day rolled around quickly as Sam left his classroom and set towards his locker, on his way he heard shouting down another hall, he paused and looked for the source, he found it, Simon Pegg the biggest kid in the school he wasn't Sam's best friend the Guthries and the Peggs been fighting for generations. Simon's father owned half the land around and he was probably putting pressure on the bank to get the Guthrie's farm. Simon and the rest of his family thought that they were better then most and weren't afraid to show it. This time Simon went too far he had hold of a pretty blonde girl this was Katie, Katie was Sam's best friend when they were kids till some of the other boys in town convinced Sam girls were 'icky'. Over the years they remained friends but didn't hang around as much, Sam never told anyone but he was in love with Katie and she felt the same about him.
'Come on Katie, I'll borrow my Pa's car, it's really fancy, I can take you for a meal and then up to look out point.' insisted Simon trying to convince the girl who clearly wasn't interested to go on a date with him.
'I said no; now get your hands off me.' With that she swung and slapped the boy across the face, it didn't do much damage. He looked at her severely angry 'You little cock tease.' He screamed even though she had done nothing to provoke him, he struck her as she fell to the floor.
'Katie!' yelled Sam.
'Sam!' yelled Katie seeking help.
'Guthrie' growled Simon in a low voice.
'PEGG!' yelled Sam as he suddenly shot forward driving Pegg into the lockers behind him destroying them.
Sam stood back looking at the crumpled mess and the shocked stares on every ones faces that had just seen the event. 'I..I...I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to it was an Accident' Stuttered Sam before offering his hand to Katie. She looked up at him and began to edge away backwards without getting up.
'Please Katie take my hand?' pleaded Sam.
'Get away from me you, you freak.' Were Katie's only words as she was helped to her feet by others, Sam welled up with tears and made his way to leave, the crowds parted easily not wanting to touch him, he broke into a run and again rocketed forward blowing the schools doors from their hinges, he didn't know why this happened or how to stop it. Sam found himself shortly miles from the town but he was almost home, his 'rocket' stopped when he ploughed into a lake. He walked home wet in tears thinking of how Katie had looked at him.
Days later Sam had yet to return to school, he and his family decided it was best for a week or two if the whole brood stayed on their land to protect their family from angry villagers. Sam had been interviewed non stop by police for nearly the first two days. Now he broke their rules as he walked down near the mines, where he would always stand to wait for his father finishing work so he could be the first to see him when he was younger.
Tears once again filled up Sam's eyes as he stood and watched in his own mind, a younger him rushing to his father, than standing next to his mother and family at his fathers grave all decked in finery holding onto them. He remembers they were crying but he never shed a tear he couldn't, never again. He remembered this and brushed his hand across his eyes discarding any signs of his emotion.
A huge explosion suddenly erupted from the mine, shouts of terror had come form the mine as people rushed around.
'People are trapped, get help' Yelled one man.
'Were coming for ya.' yelled another as he dug at the rubble with his hands.
Sam could no longer hold back the tears, it all came back to him the last time he had cried, he was standing in the same spot, years earlier, waiting as always for his father when there was an explosion, his father was trapped. Sam quickly rushed to the entrance, he remembers standing there as his fathers limp body was pulled from the rubble, he slowly hugged his father and kissed his forehead, the police arrived but Sam wouldn't leave, when his mother got their she picked him up in her arms and told him its ok to cry. Sam brushed his tears and said he would be a big boy for his family. This was the closest he had ever come to the mine since that day.
Sam started to run towards the rescue attempt, again his own clumsiness got the best of him and he tripped, this time instead of landing flat on his face he ploughed into the ground like a drill. When he stopped he was in the mine it was dark and smelly, he wasn't sure how he got there but this was his chance to redeem himself and although he didn't know it to heal some past wounds. He began to search calling for any survivors. He searched for about twenty minutes till he got to the front of the mine which had been caved in where he heard voices.
'Hello' Sam called waiting for a reply.
'Hello, who is that?' asked a voice from the other side.
'It's Sam Guthrie, I'm here to help' he replied proudly 'Where are they?' asked Sam hoping for some help in where to look.
'There are three, in tunnel nine. How did you get in there?' asked the voice to which he received no reply as Sam was gone. Now a crowd had begun to form digging, the family of the trapped miners stood in tears as most of the town comforted them and kept on digging. The whole town was there except the Guthries who were still all at home away from the commotion.
Sam continued searching, he was finding it hard to breathe and especially to see in the pitch black.
'Hello, is any body there?' he called out in hope of an answer.
'Here! We're here!' came a reply as Sam crawled to the noise shifting a stone to see the three trapped miners one had a large rock on his leg.
'Guthrie, it's like he's back from the dead.' Spoke one of the men commenting on how much Sam had grown to resemble his father.
'I'll get ya out' declared Sam as he grabbed the man who was trapped as the others helped lever the rock up slightly so Sam could drag him out.
'Hold on' said Sam, instructing the men as all three clung to him, they had heard what he had done at the high school, they didn't know what would happen but they had trusted his father and they needed help. Sam closed his eyes and thought, suddenly the tunnel shook again as it began to collapse on its self. Sam tried again and nothing, Again, nothing, Sam nearly broke down in tears the one chance he had, he had just blown it all because he couldn't control himself.
'You can do it Sammy.' Came a voice in Sam's head, Sam didn't know how but it sounded like his father, Sam's face grew determined again, as he looked at the ceiling of the tunnel, he willed himself forward.
The town gathered around the rubble still digging when suddenly a few hundred yards away another part of the ground exploded as Sam burst through the floor men clinging for dear life. Sam landed in a heap before getting up to his feet, seeing a crowd rush towards him Sam's first instinct was to run.
'Thanks Sam' spoke one of the men he had just rescued as his young children ran and jumped on him overjoyed with their father. The little boy looked at Sam tears running down his face and smiled.
Sam had not felt this good in a long time, he ran home as fast as he could, which was pretty fast now he could blast himself like a rocket, Sam tried it a few times on the way home willing himself to go, which he did. When he turned and ran onto the farm he didn't even notice the large car parked out front, he ran in to his mother.
'Ma, Ma....' He paused and looked at the two figures in the room with his mother, one was a bald man sitting in a wheel chair, and the other was a black woman with brilliantly white hair.
His mother began to speak 'This is Professor Xavier he has an offer for you.'
Weeks later they had returned to take Sam to his new home the Xavier institute.
'You sure bout this Ma, you need me round here and what about the bills?' asked Sam.
'Sam the harvest is in, this is a scholarship to one of the best schools in the country, specialised to help you and of course without you around, I can cut the food bill in half and we wont need to keep repairing holes in the house.' They both laughed as she kissed him goodbye, he said goodbye to the others before climbing into the car and leaving for a new life. Just before they left Xavier did one last thing, mind wipe the knowledge of mutant activity from everyone but Sam's family.
Sam's Story On a small farm in the middle of Hillbilly country is where our story begins, this farm was once owned by Arthur Guthrie and had been passed down the generations to his great grandson, till he became a miner and died, the farm now belonged to his widow Lucile and her 9 children the oldest of which was Sam.
'Ma, there's trouble in the top paddock Bruce knocked over the fence and escaped.' yelled young Josh Guthrie to his mother.
'Well what you standing there for come on, where's the others?' she questioned as she jumped into the truck and roared down the dirt road towards the top paddock.
'Sam is trying to round everyone up Ma but we can't find Lucy.' replied her son, which made her press down her foot harder on the gas, the thought of that deranged bull loose around her family sent her into a panic.
'Lucy, Lucy where are you?' yelled Paige Guthrie as she wandered around in the now empty paddock where the angry bull had once resided. She was shadowed by five or six of her brothers and sisters all looking for the youngest of the brood.
Their mother roared up as she leapt from the truck she launched into a flurry of questions. 'Where's Lucy? Where's Sam? Where's the bull?'
'We can't find Lucy, Sam went after Bruce on his bike.' Paige looked worried as she kept talking 'Mama I'm worried, this isn't like Lucy and you know Sam will try something stupid to make sure no one gets hurt...except himself, he's been like that ever since daddy died.'
'I know....Well just have to make sure he's ok.' said their mother as she picked up her shotgun climbing back into the truck.
Sam meanwhile had lost the bull, he searched in vain speeding along the dirt path on his Scrambler bike he searched the fields for any sight of the bull. Suddenly he heard crying from behind him, he swung his bike around using his foot to pivot on he took off his helmet so he could hear. The crying was all to familiar he dropped his helmet and revved up his bike shooting across a field towards the cries 'I'm a cumin Lucy.' he yelled as he went.
Sam soon came to the place of the noise; he leapt from his bike and jumped a fence as he looked onwards his little sister sat in the middle of the field where she had wandered off to pick flowers. Sitting about twice the distance from her that he was he could see Bruce the Bull, Bruce was the biggest Bull seen around these parts in about 30 years he was about the size of a truck or at least that's how Sam had always thought of him as he was growing up, if not bigger. Sam remembered when he was younger Bruce was hit by a truck and he walked away the victor. Bruce was the biggest by far he was also the strongest and downright meanest bull in about 30 years.
Sam watched carefully as he slowly edged to his sister, Bruce was snorting and stamping his feet getting ready to charge at the little girl and Sam.
'Come on Lucy come to Sammy.' Urged Sam as his sister tearfully looked at the bull her back turned to Sam as he crept closer, he knew the bull would charge but he hoped he could get close enough to his sister to through her to safety before he would get hit. His hopes weren't answered as the bull began to charge at full ramming speed; Sam had no chance to sneak now and no other option then to run. Sam got a good foot hold and took off at full speed for his sister hoping to grab her and in the same motion throw her from harms way. His mother roared up jumping out of the truck, Sam stumbled and fell face first to the ground as his mother struggled to load the shotgun because of her shaking hands. Sam looked at his mother then at Lucy and the bull, there was nothing else he could do. He suddenly felt filled with energy as he stood to his feet and hurled himself towards his sister ready for the grab and throw, he remembers little after that he remembers going past his sister at incredible speeds, such a speed he couldn't make a grab, he looked behind him to see his sister growing distant and what looked like a long trail of dust behind him, he looked straight ahead to see Bruce's head right in front of him, he closed his eyes.
The next thing he remembers is his family standing round him shocked, it had taken seconds for them to get there but it felt like hours to Sam, he sat a little groggily before he looked to see what everyone was looking at there in front of him was Bruce king of bulls sitting on the floor shaking its head clear of its grogginess before it stood to its legs shakily.
'Moooooooo.' It let out a deep throated mooing noise before falling onto its side.
Hours later sat in his living room staring at the TV his brothers and sisters sat around him, the younger ones watched TV while the older ones watched Sam carefully, Lucy was a sleep cuddling up to her new hero.
Their mother entered the room looking at Sam and her other children.
'Ok if you're under 12 it's bed time.' Said their mother as she picked Lucy up and gave her to one of the other children as they left the room.
Sam and Paige sat in the room with their mother, as she hugged Sam close and began to speak.
'The doctor just been on the phone, he says your fine, although he wants the rest of us to get our eyes checked or some psychological counselling, he says aint no way what we saw happened.'
'We all saw it Ma, you saw Sam do what he did.' contradicted in Paige defending her sanity.
'Yeah, but he says it never happened, which is kinda the opposite of what the vet said, old Bruce banged up bad, he still unconscious, they keeping him sedated for a while they run tests.' continued their mother still hugging Sam tightly.
'Ma what happened, what am I?' asked Sam trying not to cry which he hadn't done openly since his father died, he was always being the big man and being there for his family.
'You're my son, I don't know what happened but I think we should keep this between ourselves.' Instructed his mother, the others nodded in agreement.
Weeks later Sam was sitting in the kitchen with his mother before he went to school.
'Ma, I'm thinking of dropping out. I can get a job in the mine like Pop did, we need the money.' Sam said to his mother with a serious look on his face.
'You are not dropping out of school, that mine killed ya pa and I don't want it taking you, we don't need the money that much.' His mother retorted putting him in his place.
Sam looked at his mother before slowly sliding his chair from the table and going to a draw where he pulled out a large stack of paper before laying it in front of his mother.
'I found them Ma, all red, all final, we gotta get money or they going to take the farm.' Sam said eyeing his mother's face which was filled with sadness.
'We'll be ok Sam; this crop will get us more then enough to pay all these and set us up next year. I would rather lose the farm then any of you.' said his mother as she brought him to her again in a hug.
'But it's all we got left of Pa....' Sam began before getting cut off by his mother 'I have all of you.' She kissed him on the forehead as his brothers and sisters filled the room.
'Now get to school and be careful, with you know what.' Sam's mother warned as they walked out of the backdoor.
Sam knew what she was talking about since the day with the bull it had been happening more often, he would shoot off at super speeds destroying everything in his way, he did it in his sleep a couple of times blasting through walls and into the woods where he woke up in the morning. He even did it when he sneezed once he went right from the dusty basement through the roof of their home. He was still little scared as was his mother, most of his brothers and sisters thought it was cool.
The end of the day rolled around quickly as Sam left his classroom and set towards his locker, on his way he heard shouting down another hall, he paused and looked for the source, he found it, Simon Pegg the biggest kid in the school he wasn't Sam's best friend the Guthries and the Peggs been fighting for generations. Simon's father owned half the land around and he was probably putting pressure on the bank to get the Guthrie's farm. Simon and the rest of his family thought that they were better then most and weren't afraid to show it. This time Simon went too far he had hold of a pretty blonde girl this was Katie, Katie was Sam's best friend when they were kids till some of the other boys in town convinced Sam girls were 'icky'. Over the years they remained friends but didn't hang around as much, Sam never told anyone but he was in love with Katie and she felt the same about him.
'Come on Katie, I'll borrow my Pa's car, it's really fancy, I can take you for a meal and then up to look out point.' insisted Simon trying to convince the girl who clearly wasn't interested to go on a date with him.
'I said no; now get your hands off me.' With that she swung and slapped the boy across the face, it didn't do much damage. He looked at her severely angry 'You little cock tease.' He screamed even though she had done nothing to provoke him, he struck her as she fell to the floor.
'Katie!' yelled Sam.
'Sam!' yelled Katie seeking help.
'Guthrie' growled Simon in a low voice.
'PEGG!' yelled Sam as he suddenly shot forward driving Pegg into the lockers behind him destroying them.
Sam stood back looking at the crumpled mess and the shocked stares on every ones faces that had just seen the event. 'I..I...I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to it was an Accident' Stuttered Sam before offering his hand to Katie. She looked up at him and began to edge away backwards without getting up.
'Please Katie take my hand?' pleaded Sam.
'Get away from me you, you freak.' Were Katie's only words as she was helped to her feet by others, Sam welled up with tears and made his way to leave, the crowds parted easily not wanting to touch him, he broke into a run and again rocketed forward blowing the schools doors from their hinges, he didn't know why this happened or how to stop it. Sam found himself shortly miles from the town but he was almost home, his 'rocket' stopped when he ploughed into a lake. He walked home wet in tears thinking of how Katie had looked at him.
Days later Sam had yet to return to school, he and his family decided it was best for a week or two if the whole brood stayed on their land to protect their family from angry villagers. Sam had been interviewed non stop by police for nearly the first two days. Now he broke their rules as he walked down near the mines, where he would always stand to wait for his father finishing work so he could be the first to see him when he was younger.
Tears once again filled up Sam's eyes as he stood and watched in his own mind, a younger him rushing to his father, than standing next to his mother and family at his fathers grave all decked in finery holding onto them. He remembers they were crying but he never shed a tear he couldn't, never again. He remembered this and brushed his hand across his eyes discarding any signs of his emotion.
A huge explosion suddenly erupted from the mine, shouts of terror had come form the mine as people rushed around.
'People are trapped, get help' Yelled one man.
'Were coming for ya.' yelled another as he dug at the rubble with his hands.
Sam could no longer hold back the tears, it all came back to him the last time he had cried, he was standing in the same spot, years earlier, waiting as always for his father when there was an explosion, his father was trapped. Sam quickly rushed to the entrance, he remembers standing there as his fathers limp body was pulled from the rubble, he slowly hugged his father and kissed his forehead, the police arrived but Sam wouldn't leave, when his mother got their she picked him up in her arms and told him its ok to cry. Sam brushed his tears and said he would be a big boy for his family. This was the closest he had ever come to the mine since that day.
Sam started to run towards the rescue attempt, again his own clumsiness got the best of him and he tripped, this time instead of landing flat on his face he ploughed into the ground like a drill. When he stopped he was in the mine it was dark and smelly, he wasn't sure how he got there but this was his chance to redeem himself and although he didn't know it to heal some past wounds. He began to search calling for any survivors. He searched for about twenty minutes till he got to the front of the mine which had been caved in where he heard voices.
'Hello' Sam called waiting for a reply.
'Hello, who is that?' asked a voice from the other side.
'It's Sam Guthrie, I'm here to help' he replied proudly 'Where are they?' asked Sam hoping for some help in where to look.
'There are three, in tunnel nine. How did you get in there?' asked the voice to which he received no reply as Sam was gone. Now a crowd had begun to form digging, the family of the trapped miners stood in tears as most of the town comforted them and kept on digging. The whole town was there except the Guthries who were still all at home away from the commotion.
Sam continued searching, he was finding it hard to breathe and especially to see in the pitch black.
'Hello, is any body there?' he called out in hope of an answer.
'Here! We're here!' came a reply as Sam crawled to the noise shifting a stone to see the three trapped miners one had a large rock on his leg.
'Guthrie, it's like he's back from the dead.' Spoke one of the men commenting on how much Sam had grown to resemble his father.
'I'll get ya out' declared Sam as he grabbed the man who was trapped as the others helped lever the rock up slightly so Sam could drag him out.
'Hold on' said Sam, instructing the men as all three clung to him, they had heard what he had done at the high school, they didn't know what would happen but they had trusted his father and they needed help. Sam closed his eyes and thought, suddenly the tunnel shook again as it began to collapse on its self. Sam tried again and nothing, Again, nothing, Sam nearly broke down in tears the one chance he had, he had just blown it all because he couldn't control himself.
'You can do it Sammy.' Came a voice in Sam's head, Sam didn't know how but it sounded like his father, Sam's face grew determined again, as he looked at the ceiling of the tunnel, he willed himself forward.
The town gathered around the rubble still digging when suddenly a few hundred yards away another part of the ground exploded as Sam burst through the floor men clinging for dear life. Sam landed in a heap before getting up to his feet, seeing a crowd rush towards him Sam's first instinct was to run.
'Thanks Sam' spoke one of the men he had just rescued as his young children ran and jumped on him overjoyed with their father. The little boy looked at Sam tears running down his face and smiled.
Sam had not felt this good in a long time, he ran home as fast as he could, which was pretty fast now he could blast himself like a rocket, Sam tried it a few times on the way home willing himself to go, which he did. When he turned and ran onto the farm he didn't even notice the large car parked out front, he ran in to his mother.
'Ma, Ma....' He paused and looked at the two figures in the room with his mother, one was a bald man sitting in a wheel chair, and the other was a black woman with brilliantly white hair.
His mother began to speak 'This is Professor Xavier he has an offer for you.'
Weeks later they had returned to take Sam to his new home the Xavier institute.
'You sure bout this Ma, you need me round here and what about the bills?' asked Sam.
'Sam the harvest is in, this is a scholarship to one of the best schools in the country, specialised to help you and of course without you around, I can cut the food bill in half and we wont need to keep repairing holes in the house.' They both laughed as she kissed him goodbye, he said goodbye to the others before climbing into the car and leaving for a new life. Just before they left Xavier did one last thing, mind wipe the knowledge of mutant activity from everyone but Sam's family.