Carson POV
I am Carson I am a mutant like no other. I was born of Georga Hansoul and Fruge Hansol both Vikings actually. After I was born my mother took one look at my bright green pupils with black everywhere else. Smoke would emulate off my eyes like they where burning but unfortunately it was just my power. Georga screamed and my father brought me to the village shaman. Who said to drown me which they did but you see. I can't die. That's not my only power though as time went by I had survived in the streets and alone teaching myself skills to survive. My power ultimately is to control the dead. Anything dead actually even other dead heroes. I don't like to use it unless forced. I never really had any friends so to say in my life. Recently I heard about the school but never actually thought of joining before but nah. I'll just hurt others right? I thought to myself walking up to the gates of school. I stared for about two or so hours. I sighed knowing I didn't actually belong in such a place. I flipped my dark hair back and started to walk away but not before hearing the gates open. I jumped into a bush as fast as I could not wanting to be seen. Out stepped a man in a leather jacket with a lot of hair looking angry and I sat in the bushes quietly watching. He sniffed around looking at the bushes and saw them dieing. He walked tour them back and growled at me as I covered my have with my tattered hood of my hoodie. He grabbed me by the jacket and started to walk with me inside. I just let the giant man carry me inside sighing. He carried me through man difference hall ways till finally he knocked on a door and watched it be open by a man in a wheel chair. "Logan what's going on?" The man in the wheel chair asked. "Found this one snooping." Logan apparently said. "Set her down." Wheels said. Wheeling behind the desk and Logan stood at the back of the room while I was seated in front of wheels desk. "Ma'am can you look up please." He said with a kind voice. I looked up and I saw a small amount of shock on his face but not to much. "What is your name young lady?" He asked politely with no amount of disgust. "Cary, but I prefer Carson." I said looking at the man and suddenly I heard a voice in my head. (Your name means dark one. Your mother gave it to you because of your eyes correct.) the voice said and I looked at wheels. "Yes that is." I said aloud and I could hear a grumble from Logan. "What's grump's problem?" I asked wheels. "He's grumpy because he doesn't like having to deal with new people." He aid looking at Logan. I chuckled. "So then what kind of mutation do you have child?" He asked and I raised my eyebrows. "You should know I'm not a child." I said to wheels. "That is true how old are you?" He asked and I smirked. Sticking up some fingers counting on them. "2,167 years old I think." I said unsure. I heard a chocking sound behind me. It was Logan choking on his own spit. I chuckled a little. "That makes since because of your parents names Carson. Well I was wondering if you'd like to join our school?" He said finally and I shrugged. "You don't know?" He said surprised. "There's a lot to me you don't know sir. I'm a bomb waiting to go off at the right time." I said sighing and getting up. "You aren't even gonna stay?" He questioned and I looked at Logan. I turned around. "I can't teach or anything." I said to wheels and he wheeled to me."you don't have to you can stay as long as you need to." He said and pondered for a second before agreeing to stay.
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death mutant
FanfictionMutants are finally excepted in society for the first time in forever. Everything is now to normal as one would say but that's until they meet her the odd one the one even older than Logan. Out to try and be normal someone she can't even be.
