My name is Isabella James Howlett. And before you assume anything, I am male. Always have been and always will be. "But, Isabella..."you ask"...if you are male, why is your first name female?" Simple.
My mother's name was Isabella and she died giving birth to me. My father was heart broken, but promised her before she died that he would honor her in some way. So he named me Isabella. His name is James Logan Howlett, but he hates the name James, or Jimmy, so he goes by Logan. He uses Logan as it was his father's name, who he killed when he killed the man my father thought was his father. He gave me James as my middle name so in case I wanted to I could use that at school and stuff. But honestly I don't care if I'm called Isabella, Izzy, Bells, Bell, Bella, James, Jimmy, or whatever you can come up with as a nickname for me. I never got to meet my mother, so I feel connected to her when I use Isabella instead of James. Plus I actually like that name. It fits me. Probably helps that I'm gay...not the "flaming" gay like a few of my friends, I'm just a normal guy who is attracted to other guys.
My father and I aren't normal. "But, Isabella..."you ask"...what do you mean?" My father and I are mutants. My father can heal any wound, even beheading, has enhanced senses and bone claws. Those claws are metal as his whole skeleton is. Not only that he has been alive since the 1880's or 1890's and has been in many wars. He has an older brother, Victor Creed, who is kind of insane and evil. It sucks because I would like if the only two alive family members I had didn't try to kill each other whenever they saw each other. Which gets them nowhere as they both can heal any wound. Well not any for my uncle as his healing ability is a bit less powerful than my father's. My uncle is more feral than my father and that probably had to do with his insanity. He has claws, made of bone as well, but unlike my father's whose claws come out of his knuckles, my uncles are his nails. He also has fangs and enhanced senses.
I was born in Chicago in 1994 and like my father have the ability to heal any wound. I heal even faster than my father, which he loves as he doesn't have to worry about losing me like he lost my mother. My other abilities are enhanced senses(Big surprise), incredible speed, I also have claws and I can shift into any animal on earth. My favorites are wolf, cheetah, tiger, house cat, dolphin and falcon. My claws are like my uncles, but are metal and extremely long like my father's. My father and I live at Xaviery's School for gifted youngsters, but I'm being sent to Forks, Washington to live with Charlie Swan. A man who is pretending to be my father as Erik Lensherr or Magneto wants me to join his group and they all decided it was for the best.
Oh and I also have a mental shield that is always up. Before The Professor died, he was helping me try and control it so I could not only shield others, but also take the shield away from my mind. I haven't ever really managed to do that for longer than a few seconds and even that is extremely tiring on me. My shield doesn't just protect my mind, it protects me from any power that is used with the mind. Like telekinesis, or Magento's power over metal. He uses his mind to do it, so it doesn't work on me. At least as long as I have it on full strength. I don't that often because it takes a toll on me so I usually just have it had medium strength. At that strength I don't really have to focus on it and it doesn't tire me out.
Also my transformation ability wasn't originally mine. My father told me that it was my mother's power, but when she died she transferred it to me so it wouldn't go to waste. He thinks she gave me another ability, but we aren't sure about that and if she did, that power hasn't surfaced as of yet. That is another thing that make me feel connected to her.
Another thing is my nails are permanently silver and have been since I was was eleven and my bones turned to adamantium. They are adamantium like my bones and don't actually grow on their own. I always found it interesting how they grow. Because the longest I've ever managed to make them grow was like a foot and a half long and they retract into my hands. I guess they meld into my fingers or something, it's just weird. And I still don't really understand where they go, but whatever. I'll probably be asked many times while in Forks why I paint them. Also if I am tapping them against something, the noise is like metal hitting whatever surface I am tapping them on. Duh, since they are metal.
So I guess for the next year or so my name is Isabella James Swan. Wish me luck because I'm thinking I'm REALLY going to need it.
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FanfictionThis is X-men/Twilight crossover. The idea is "what if Bella was male and her real dad was Logan?" And this is the result I've come up with. In this I also am changing most of Bella's personality. It will be somewhat similar to Logan's. Actually it'...