Authors Note: Sorry for not updating. Holidays, then a new year, then back to school, and so on. Fear not, as you can expect a once-a-week update from now on.
Eleven Years Ago
"Congratulations, Mrs. Hill. It's a girl."
Mrs. Hill admired the new baby she held in her arms. She knew that one day she would grow up to be like her and her husband. She knew from her clairvoyance, and from the doctor's comments.
"Your baby has a stub on it's behind. It must be excess skin. It's probably nothing to worry about, but you should get it checked out in a week or so."
She agreed, although knowing that she wouldn't remove her baby's tail.
Present Day
The daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Hill knew that something weird was going on. She first noticed when she went to the kitchen for a drink, but somehow finding herself there before taking a step out of her room.
She shrugged it off, but couldn't ignore the things that happened subsequently. Objects would come flying off the shelf whenever she wanted them. She could teleport herself to anywhere in the house. She knew she needed to do something after realizing she could read minds.
"Dear, is there something you want to tell me?" Mrs. Hill asked her daughter the next day. She had been sitting at the table all day, unknowingly shaking it. Her father walked into the room, and knew her powers had manifested.
"Mom, Dad, I don't know what's going on. Weird things are going on. I can hear other people's thoughts!"
At this point, she burst into tears.
"It's all right, dear. Your father and I felt this way when we manifested, too. You see, you are a mutant."
"A mutant? You mean like toxic waste or something?" the daughter asked, curious.
"Not quite, dear. You see, in the last fifty years, life has taken an evolutionary step. In result, some animals and humans are being born with extraordinary abilities. Some things have evolved farther, causing strange deformities, such as your tail."
"How did you know that? It's just starting to grow, and I've kept it hidden." the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Hill asked.
"Your father and I are also special. I'm clairvoyant, and your father has been blessed with weather control."
"But-but this can't be real. It's impossible!" the girl who will become one of the three protagonists stammered.
"Look, dear. Look out the window" Mr. Hill said.
And, although it had been a clear August morning just a couple seconds ago, it began to snow.
"Dear, I think she understands. Put the weather back to normal, the neighbors will get suspicious. They already think we're a strange enough family," Mrs. Hill said.
"Now, dear." Mrs. Hill started to say to her daughter. "We're not the only ones with special powers. A man we know runs a school for others of your kind. He can help you to control your powers. Would you like to meet him?"
She nodded.
"All right, I'll call him up. His name is Charles Xavier."
Two Weeks Later
The girl whom we met earlier was now at the Xavier Institute, in an office. She was having a training session enhancing her telepathic abilities. She was doing reasonably well until she collapsed to the floor, exhausted.
"Are you okay, GreyChaosWolf?" (for that was her new codename) Professor Xavier asked her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. But my head hurts. I think I'm picking up some other mutant."
Xavier spent a couple minutes helping her channel deeper. Then he figured out who this was.
"It appears to be young mutant Jonathon Smith."