A Spiders Web and a Willows Shade

 Chapter 11 my mutation my problem

I got into the car “You’re early.”

“Yes I am.”

“So where are we going in Brooklyn.”

“You’re going to Charles Xavier.”

“Who’s that?”

“He runs a school for mutants.”

“Wait I’m not going to school there am I?”

“No you’re not.”

“Okay good.” We drove a while in silence until I broke it.

“Oh, so on Monday I’m going to be a little late?”

“Why?”

“I got dentation.”

“What did you do?”

“I talked back to a teacher. But in my defense he was way out of line.” All my Uncle could do was shake his head.

“You’re so much like your mother.” After that the whole car ride there was quite. Phil finally pulled into the school at four. We would have been there sooner, but he got lost, how he became a secret government agent is beyond me. My Uncle gave me a look before speaking.

“You know I love your right?”

“Yeah of course I know.”

“And you know I still love you the same even though you’re a mutant right?”

“Yeah, yeah I know that.” I said grabbing my bags. When I grabbed my bags it looked like he didn’t believe me.

“I’ll see you Sunday, okay.”

“Okay.”

“Oh, and Phil?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Be good.” I nodded and turned my back to the car and began walking up the stone path to the school that would be my home for the weekend. When I reached the front door I was greeted by an old man in a wheel chair, and another man who looked grumpy.

“Welcome Miss. Manz. I’m Professor Charles Xavier, and this is Professor Logan. I nodded my head. “He’ll be your mentor for the weekend.” I nodded my head again as he told what was going to happen this weekend. After that we finally went inside.

“Logan will you please take Willow’s bags to her room?” Logan just mumbled sure, he was gone so fast I didn’t even have a chance to thanks. Charles asked me some questions on what happened. I told him. I told him that I could make fire, and I could fly. I also told him that my mom could only fly. That’s when I heard Charles sigh.

“I always knew there’d be a mutant like you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve always known that there was a mutant that could take other mutants mutations once they had passed.”

“Oh.” Was all I could reply with.

“Yes and there’s only one who can do that. You.” At that moment a girl with white hair walked in the room.

“What do you need Professor?”

“I need you to help Logan with this one, she’s special, in fact she’s the one.” The white haired woman must have known what he was talking about.

“Good.” She turned to me.

“I’m Professor Storm.”

“Willow.” I said in return.

“Let’s begin training.”

After a long weekend of about my mutations and how to control the ones I have, and more importantly what to do when I get a new mutation. I thanked them before leaving. They even taught me to fight in case it was needed which was a good thing because little did I know I’d be fighting later. I began packing my things; even though I had fun I couldn’t wait to leave.