Impossible Mutant

Institute

I watched as the four mutants gently picked Evening-star up. They then cautiously walked out the jet bay door and into the large building we were parked by.

The trip had been full of annoying questions that I just ignored. The only thing I had said the whole way there was that all would be explained by Evening-star when she wakes up, if she thought it deemed an explanation.

This resulted in the dingo man snorting and saying, "At least we know her that her name's Evening-star."

I had cringed when I heard him. The less they knew about us the better, and I had just spouted her name without thinking. Good move, Moonlight. I mentally scolded myself. The only good thing that came out of that for me was that the questions abated and I had been able to think straight.

"What in the world!" An exclamation startled me out of my thoughts.

A bald man in a wheelchair was outside of the large mansion doors with his mouth agape at the spectacle on the front lawn. As soon as he saw me he just froze. As I was used to these reactions I didn't let it bother me and kept up my leaserly stroll toward the door he was beside.

When I reached his position I mentally projected a sentence into his mind and of those around me.

'Hello! Thank you so much for being willing to help fix what your mutants did.' I said with mock gratitude.

The man just tensed as a reaction. I silently chuckled to myself. I don't care if it was rude, I was just really ticked at what they had done to Evening-star, considering what she had been through.

As a young girl her mother tried to drown her because of a mutant ability that she developed when she was 4. She had survived, though no one knew how. A young couple found and adopted her into their family.

4 years later she found me as a pup. I had been abandoned because I was the runt of the litter. I quickly grew attached to her and followed her around everywhere.

One day, as her father picked her up from school, he had to go to his job to fix something. Since his work was closer to the school than the house, he decided that he would go there first.

His job had been to work with all the dangerous chemical mixes the company had. He had told her not to go near them but, being the 8 year old she was, she didn't listen.

As she had leaned over to look at a piticularly dangerous vat of chemicals, she lost her grip and fell in. I, being a foolish, loyal pup, jumped also, to try to save her.

Didn't work.

Now we both fell in. A chemical explosion set off by us falling in caused it to explode. Effectively blowing up the building and killing all the workers, even her father.

For reasons unknown, me and Evening-star survived the chemical. But we were drastically changed.

When I had gotten out. My size was that of a full grown wolf, even though I was still a pup.

Evening-star's mutant ability had been the ability to heal anything broken or hurt. Now her power mutated. She now has the ability to have anyone else's power just by looking them in the eye.

That wasn't all, which we soon found out. If any mutant she had looked in the eye's mutant ability had been permanently altered, then she had whatever it was happen to her, too.

Later we soon found out about my ability to stop any mutant power, which helped in the years to come.

When Evening-star had found she killed her father, she went into a deep depression. She shut herself off from the world and retreated deep into the woods. Only letting me anywhere near her.

4 years later she finally snapped out of it and realized that she still had a mother.

She quickly ran as fast as she could to her home. As she had walked through the door she saw her mother on her death bed. The shock and pain of losing both her husband and her daughter had been slowly killing her and now she was ready to die.

As she was dying in her arms her mother had quietly whispered. "I will always love you, my adopted daughter..."

This had greatly shaken her up. Because she had always thought that they were her real parents.

Soon after her mother's death Evening-star had gone into another deep depression. which had only just gotten out of 2 year ago.

The rest of the year had been uneventful and now THIS happens?

My poor Evening-star will never live a normal life.
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Thanks for reading this!!!
I greatly appreciate any comments and opinions you give so please share them!!! Isn't Evening-star's backstory sad? I mean she lost her real mom her adoptive mom AND her adoptive dad, all at a really young age. Oh, just so I don't forget a quick review she was 4 when she almost drowned, 8 when she killed her father, 12 when her mother died, 14 when she snapped out of her second depression, and 16 when she got Adamantium claws from Wolverine.