{32} Mutants 🔬

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y/e/n: your enemies name

Y/N POV

The world we know today is going a whole new segregation. We are looked at like we are wild animals and are taken as a danger to society. We are called freaks because we are different.

Your probably thinking. What the fuck is this girl talking about?

If you haven't guessed by now I'm a mutant. I have Metallic Manipulation, which means I can do literally do anything with metal. For example I could bend metal, lift it, stop bullets or moving cars, it has a benefits.

I live in secret, my parents don't even know and I'm scared of what would happen if they found out. They don't really like mutants so much.

I'm (y/n) and I'm in my senior of high school. I'm not popular I'm the total opposite, I'm a dorky need that stays to herself and I'm ok with that.

There's this one boy, his name is Zion he's in my grade and super cute. He popular and nice to literally everyone, even me.

He would try to talk to me but I would ignore him.

His girlfriend makes barbie look real. She's really a cold hearted bitch. I watch her bully kids all the time. I would get angry but I would have to control myself because I can't have anyone find out about my powers.

A life as a mutant is not a walk in the park. Some mutants are open about there powers and others hide wanted to be normal.

Can you guess where I stand?

I want to go to college and do something with my life, but what college would let a mutant in?

I lost hope for mutants when the X-men disappeared. I looked up to mystique, I wanted to be her so bad. I literally thought she was an badass, but she disappeared too.

I found out I had powers when I was fifteen and I'm eighteen now. I learned how to control my powers and mastered them.

At the moment I'm at hell or aka school. I had free period because I got all my credits already and I don't really need to be in classes anymore.

I was sitting in the cafeteria reading my favorite book, (y/f/b) and already read two chapters. The sound of teens laughter caught my attention.

I looked up and seen a group of students. I decided to be nosy and checked it out.

When I made my way through the crowd, I notice a boy looked about fifteen sitting on the floor, against the lockers, tears streaming down his face. He looked scared and fragile, the sight of him made me frown.

Then I see Zion's girlfriend, (y/e/n) was standing above him, bothering him. "Aww look at the weak mutie, what's the point of having powers when you can't defend yourselves." She bends down to his level.

"Come on, show us what you can, freak." I had enough of her bullying him. I ended up pushing her away from him, causing her to call to the ground.

"Pick on someone your own size, how about that." I said, she stands up, with a smirk on her smug face, and I wanted to punch her so bad.

"Oh she speaks." (y/e/n) says, circling you. "She finally got brave and came out of her corner."

"I was always brave, just got sick and tired of your fucking bullshit." I said, she stops circling me and stands in front of me.

"I think I just figured you out." She said, with a grin on her face. I crossed my arms together giving her an unamused look.

"This is gonna be good." I reply.

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