new X-men

Growing up I always knew I was different, Looking at me you couldent tell I was a mutant unless you saw my dark blue hair and my eyes that's what gave it all away. They are this stunning sapphire blue, but what makes them different is that my sclera's are completely black. Meaning that the whites of my eyes are black. Other then that I'm your normal sixteen year old standing at five foot nine hundred and sixty pounds. I wasn't criticized much because my mom also being an mutant knew what could happen and kept me home schooled. For the most part we lived normally, my mom would teach me everything from math to reading and every thing in between. She was even helping me the last two years with my mutan ability that manifested it self a couple days after my fourteenth birthday. I'm able to create things out of this blue energy I have but my favorite is to make a bow and arrows out of energy, I've been practicing any chance I get and so far I feel I've gotten pretty damn good with my shots. I hit my targets 8 out of 10 times. But my life drastically changed the day our home was attacked by a mob of towns people some with guns, but most had sharp sticks and torches. My mother was shot and before they could point their guns at me she teleported me to safety. I ended up in Los Angeles California lost, scared, and on my own.