Ultimate fanfiction chronicles BOOK 3

CHAPTER 16

~Winter~

A year. I had been a whole year. That is the longest I had stayed anywhere after escaping Victor. It was crazy but I was finally happy here...I felt like I belonged. I know that the pack was my true calling but I never belonged there, they always treated me like an outsider, especially after my father's death. That was when they started blaming me for everything that had happened to the pack. And then when I got kidnapped, they probably secretly thought of it as a relief. See, even in different species, mutants were outsiders. You see, my mom was different since she was technically the pack leader, the queen bee. So they respected her, but when I refused to become pack protector and leader i...I ran off? I...I can't remember. It's all fuzzy. That's so weird...how come I can't remember?

Anyway, it didn't matter right now. I'll ask Charles about it later, perhaps cleansing Alexa from my mind had brought some long term memory loss is well. It was December...there was an unusual buzz all around the school. I had joined the school in late December, but I spent new year's in my room since the fireworks annoyed me to the point where I wanted to be deaf. Having heightened senses during special occasions sucked sometimes, the same went for concerts. My mom tried to take me to one, she only has heightened senses when she's in wolf form but when she took me there, I thought I was gonna die of a severe migraine. My mom had to run me out of there into the forest...never again.

So, when I went downstairs to find Logan and Hank hauling a huge pine tree into the rec room I was a bit...disturbed. "What the hell are you guys doing? That's a perfectly healthy tree and you just decided to chop it down?!" I yelled at them furiously. I was very touchy when it came to the environment's problems, especially when it concerned the places where my pack and family lived. "Um...We're putting up a Christmas tree." Logan answered hesitantly at the sight of my sudden rage. He had been more careful with my emotions as of late, he knew I was missing my family and instead of being upset I would take it out on other people in furious bursts of anger.

"A...Christmas tree?" I tested the foreign word on my tongue. "Oh...I forgot to tell you gentlemen," Xavier rolled into the rec room, upon my burst of emotion of course. "Since Hazel has lived in the woods for most of her life...she has never celebrated a Christmas." Charles declared. "What?!" A new voice came from the hallway. Kitty was standing there, shocked with the others standing behind her with shocked expressions on their faces. "But Christmas is one of the best times of the year fraulein!" Kurt bounded in, still surprised at this discovery. "I still don't know what Christmas actually is." I shrugged, caught in a loop of people throwing useless information at me. "Allow me to be of assistance." Charles rolled over to me, signalling for me to lean down. I did so to have Charles place his index and middle fingers on my temples, closing our eyes in synchronisation I saw what he wanted me to see and understand as he set off a memory flash.

"Oh Jesus." I cursed as I sat down on the couch, a small headache developing in the back of my head. "I apologise Hazel; I didn't realise there was so much you didn't know." Charles explained. "Well. After mom got forced to leave her original home by my grandparents, she gave up on all human qualities. Apart from when she was living with...Eleanor. How come I don't remember her?" I asked Charles, shocked at my lack of information once again that day. Charles sighed as he looked down at his hands "I knew this day would come...follow me into my study Hazel."

As I sat down in the leather armchair across Charles desk, I started to grow curious. Obviously there was something he wasn't telling me. "What is it Charles?" I asked, concerned for my old friend. "Your mother told you that she knew me when we went to college and when she got pregnant with you." Charles started, waiting for some response from me. "Yeah..." I answered hesitantly. "Well, she didn't tell you all of it." He looked at his desk grimly, as if there was a stain on it that he couldn't get off no matter how hard he tried. "You were born here...in the mansion. And so were your brothers." He said. "Wait...what?" I looked up at him, shock being the only emotion on my face.