Chapter 1: Awakening

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"pitter patter pitter patter"

"wake the fuck up!" a rush of cold icy slushy like goo splash onto a figure. awoken from the deep slumber the black figure slowly rising up in its 'bed' consisting of brick concrete slabs as a bed frame. while having no pillow to cushion there head on the bed. they however have one thin almost silk-like blanket. only it wasn't that luxurious as a real silk blanket it was rough and scratchy. often made of rough twine sown together thread by agonizing thread. individually by hand.

"Come now child," said a soft deep-voiced scientist.

"they won't-" the back figure in the dark abyss rose more into a sitting position

"they fear me, they won't hurt me. they just have to be worried about themselves." the figure moves a little as a small strand of bright light caught the figures sharp white smile in the pitch blackness of its room.

"Well, morning to you to Phoenix" the scientist smiles. the figure groaned and threw off there blanket.

"on or off?" the scientist asked putting his hand up slightly pointing to the ceiling which held one singular lightbulb.

"dimmed" the mutant coughed out brushing its long matted hair out of its face.

"yes, Phoenix" the scientist slowly trotted over to the light switch on the other side of the room's wall. turning it little to fulfill the mutants request. the light just bright enough to see the mutants features from hiding in the darkness. the scientist slowly walking up to it brushing a few strands of pure white hair out of its face. occupied with a small round nose, big soft rosy pink lips, and a pair of grey tinted green eyes.

"I guess they're treating you right?"

"hey? hey!" someone snaps there fingers in front of his face.

"h-huh?" he said as the guy snapping his fingers suddenly stops.

"Bro, you where dazed off did u get enough sleep last night?"

"not really," the boy said looking down on his desk seeing the notes he was supposed to be taking during his teacher's lecture.

"was it the same thing again Marshall?" the other boy said looking down at Marshall.

"yeah it was jacob," Marshall said looking at his brother.

"you need to tell someone about this marshal, this isnt normal"

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