A/N: Feryal is pronounced Ferrell. And Michael is her foster fathers name.
And this is happening during and after A New Flame, just so you don't get
lost.
Chapter 1: Intro
A woman was going through some boxes and she found an old journal in one box. She picked it up and her husband sits down next to her. She begins to read the journal.
April 5th I got a journal, but I have no clue what to do with it. My mom says that you write what happens in your life in it. Well my life is dull! So basically I'm like an unsharpened pencil. Just dull, so really you won't be getting anything interesting.
April 6th Well, I lied yesterday. I forgot to write one thing, I'm a mutant thingy. A 17-year-old mutant. Yes, that's me Feryal Atalaya a 17-year-old, 5'6 mutant. Yes, well that's really all I have to say.
"Feryal! Get down here right this instant!" Her foster mother yelled up the stairs.
"I'm coming!" She yelled back. "What does she want now? I didn't do anything."
When I got to the bottom of the stairs her mother asked,
"Did you do the dishes?"
"Not yet." I answered.
"Do them please, thank you." She said.
So she stood there mumbling to herself. Just then the phone rang. Her foster mother answered the phone and was on there for what seemed like an hour. Finally, her foster mother finished and hung up the phone.
Her foster mother came up to her room where she was writing in her journal and she told her what the conversation was about.
"So you're sending me away to live with my own kind? Is that it?" Feryal asked.
"Not in so many words." Her foster mother said.
"And Michael's okay with it?" Feryal asked.
"Yes, we both think it's a good idea. I mean what if someone finds out about you?" She asked.
"I guess you're right Jane. Okay I'll go." Feryal gave in.
The next they came to get Feryal. When they got there, they put Feryal's bags in the jet and they were off.
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Gambit opened the freezer door to get some ice to put in his drink. When he opened the door a pack of hot dogs fell on his foot, when he went to pick them up another pack fell on the back of his head.
"God, chère! What ya tryin' t' do?" Gambit yelled as Jennie walked in the room.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
He held up the two packs of hotdogs and Colossus began to laugh.
"Gambit can hear you, mon ami." Gambit said.
Colossus ignored him and continued to laugh. Gambit just sighed and put the killer hotdogs back in the freezer and shut the door.
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So Feryal was introduced to everyone and was shone to her room. It was pretty plain, but she didn't really care. Then she heard a knock on her door.
"Come in." She yelled.
"How's everything going?" Storm asked coming in.
"It's going okay. I'm getting used to Kurt now." Feryal said laughing.
Storm chuckled and said, "That takes some getting used to."
"I guess it will." Feryal said.
"I just came to tell you that dinner is at 4, oh and you don't have to wear that." Storm said leaving.
"Okay." Feryal said looking down at her Indian dress after all she was Indian. Sometimes her foster mother would call her Pocahontas because she looked almost exactly like her.
As soon as she shut the door, Feryal jumped onto the window seat and looked at the clock. It said 2:00.
"Good, that gives me time to explore the terrain." Feryal said leaving her Indian dress on.
And with that she jumped out off the window, ran towards the gate, opened it, and went off to explore.
Chapter 1: Intro
A woman was going through some boxes and she found an old journal in one box. She picked it up and her husband sits down next to her. She begins to read the journal.
April 5th I got a journal, but I have no clue what to do with it. My mom says that you write what happens in your life in it. Well my life is dull! So basically I'm like an unsharpened pencil. Just dull, so really you won't be getting anything interesting.
April 6th Well, I lied yesterday. I forgot to write one thing, I'm a mutant thingy. A 17-year-old mutant. Yes, that's me Feryal Atalaya a 17-year-old, 5'6 mutant. Yes, well that's really all I have to say.
"Feryal! Get down here right this instant!" Her foster mother yelled up the stairs.
"I'm coming!" She yelled back. "What does she want now? I didn't do anything."
When I got to the bottom of the stairs her mother asked,
"Did you do the dishes?"
"Not yet." I answered.
"Do them please, thank you." She said.
So she stood there mumbling to herself. Just then the phone rang. Her foster mother answered the phone and was on there for what seemed like an hour. Finally, her foster mother finished and hung up the phone.
Her foster mother came up to her room where she was writing in her journal and she told her what the conversation was about.
"So you're sending me away to live with my own kind? Is that it?" Feryal asked.
"Not in so many words." Her foster mother said.
"And Michael's okay with it?" Feryal asked.
"Yes, we both think it's a good idea. I mean what if someone finds out about you?" She asked.
"I guess you're right Jane. Okay I'll go." Feryal gave in.
The next they came to get Feryal. When they got there, they put Feryal's bags in the jet and they were off.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Gambit opened the freezer door to get some ice to put in his drink. When he opened the door a pack of hot dogs fell on his foot, when he went to pick them up another pack fell on the back of his head.
"God, chère! What ya tryin' t' do?" Gambit yelled as Jennie walked in the room.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
He held up the two packs of hotdogs and Colossus began to laugh.
"Gambit can hear you, mon ami." Gambit said.
Colossus ignored him and continued to laugh. Gambit just sighed and put the killer hotdogs back in the freezer and shut the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
So Feryal was introduced to everyone and was shone to her room. It was pretty plain, but she didn't really care. Then she heard a knock on her door.
"Come in." She yelled.
"How's everything going?" Storm asked coming in.
"It's going okay. I'm getting used to Kurt now." Feryal said laughing.
Storm chuckled and said, "That takes some getting used to."
"I guess it will." Feryal said.
"I just came to tell you that dinner is at 4, oh and you don't have to wear that." Storm said leaving.
"Okay." Feryal said looking down at her Indian dress after all she was Indian. Sometimes her foster mother would call her Pocahontas because she looked almost exactly like her.
As soon as she shut the door, Feryal jumped onto the window seat and looked at the clock. It said 2:00.
"Good, that gives me time to explore the terrain." Feryal said leaving her Indian dress on.
And with that she jumped out off the window, ran towards the gate, opened it, and went off to explore.