Name: Stephanie Cameron
Age: 16
Eyes: bronze with a swirl of gold
Hair: dark black and waist length
Mutant level: 4
Mutant Power: Can see both past and present
Mutant Name: If you have any ideas please tell me because I am very bad at choosing names.
Oh and when she sees the past its Italic and when its the present it is in Bold
Stephanie was running, running fast from the ones who were after her. She had been running for at least an hour, she stopped outside an old broken down warehouse with metal scraps lying everywhere. She climbed up an old rusty pole not caring how high it was, wouldn't she be seeking shelter or finding somewhere safe, any normal person would be, this girl had nothing left to lose, no house, no job, no family or friends. She fell of the pole and onto the cold cement ground with a thud. She got up and tried again.
'Your results will be the same as last time' a males voice said, she turned around trying to find the source of the noise, there was none. She went back to try to climb up the pole again.
"There is no need to risk your life for something that will not harm you" She heard the voice again but more loud and clear. She stopped trying to climb, she turned slowly around scarred, ghosts always seemed to scare her and she couldn't bear to ever watch any movies with ghosts in them.
Once she had turned completely around she saw two figures coming closer towards her. Both were male one was old and sat in a wheel chair and the other was tall and mid thirty, he had a pair of glasses on his face. She grabbed a metal like bat and held it like she was going to bat a ball in baseball.
'You don't have to be afraid of us' The old man said without moving his lips.
'My name is Professor Charles Xaxier and this is Professor Scott Summers, we teach at a school for people like you and I, a school for mutants' He said inside her head, she shook her head back and forth trying to get rid of his voice.
Professor Summers walked toward her with is hand raised, Stephanie freaked out and swung that bat at his head missing him by an inch. She was pulled into a fragment of a memory
There was a plane, it had smoke rising out of it, it was crashing, above an island. You could see 4 figures at the planes door, 2 people fell out of the plane with a parashot on, it was crash landing
On a snowy day a teenage boy was walking out of a building, two other boys followed and taunted him, he covered his eyes which were burning when he took his hands away and a red laser beam came out of his eyes and everything that the beam touched turned into flames.
Stephanie came out of the memory's and looked at Scott Summers, she lowered her bat and dropped it where it echoed through out the factory.
"Remarkable" The old man said out loud, Stephanie turned towards him snapping out of her daze.
"What is?" Scott asked the Professor Xaxier.
"She is able to see into people's past and some of their present, she just saw you as a young boy" He said fascinated. Young boy, Stephanie steeped into the past of the professor
"You're not scared of me?" a young little girl asked, she had blue skin and orange hair, she was also naked and standing in the middle of a large kitchen
"I always believed I couldn't be the only one in the world. The only person in the world who was different. And here you are. Charlies Xaxier." the young boy said holding out his hand
