Marauders
Chapter 5: Drip
By Son of the Specter 992
AN: I've written about rape, death, deformed peoples, and bullying. Time for a story about an orphan. YAY!... I mean sooooo saaaad. I OWN NOTHING!
My name is Drip. I have no real name. My mother died during child birth and my father left while she was pregnant. I am only 9 years old and am living on my own in an abandoned building on Houston Street. I am a mutant. I was placed in this building so that I wouldn't hurt any of the other kids at the orphanage.
When I was 6 I discovered my powers. I can melt my body into an endless supply of water. Although I melt back when I am hit, it is still very painful. I lived at a catholic orphanage. Every night the nuns would whip me for being the "spawn of the devil". Try having immense pain with no marks to prove anything and get them fired.
One day I just snapped and drowned one of the nuns. Instead of having me arrested. They sent me to this house that I live in now. There was a rumor that a group of mutants with troubled paths were in town. I decided to join them.
I snuck out of my building and turned my arm into liquid. I imitated Spiderman and swung on the lampposts by holding onto them while stretching my liquid arms.
I eventually found them and they instantly let me join. I finally belonged.
AN: I know, a very short story but I was kind of in a rush. Plus I couldn't wait to write my next chapter. Read and Review. Please, I'm kind of desperate for new marauders so please, send me some.