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*********** "How much?"
I didn't even stop reading 'Pride and Prejudiced' for this guy, I knew what he wanted and what he meant by that, "Depend on what you want?"
"What can I get for fifty-bucks?" The guy held up a fifty dollar bill
I really wanted to scoff and walk away but I didn't even have enough money for the dollar menu so this would buy my meal for tonight. As it's obvious already, I'm a whore for hire, a fuck for a buck, a cheap floozy, but I'm not ashamed of it since it's the only thing I can do right. For as long as I can remember, which was at least the past seven years of my seventeen year old life, I've been on the streets never in one place for too long. I don't know why though except for something telling me to keep to the streets and stay in a city.
And I've always followed my instinct
Eventually I had to take up some kind of job to get money to pay for food and one city I was in had enough pedo's for me to pay for my own house. I made a friend, named Ray, who taught me the tricks of the trade, we were both on the streets and we looked after one another for a couple of years until he was taken and pimped out by a child prostitute. The forty year old wanted to pimp me out as well since I was 'exotic' as he called me, I was part black and part white, I only say part white because I had green eyes.
That made the men drawn to me
I still miss Ray of course, if we were older I was sure that I would've fallen in love with him because he was so protective of me. Now I was on my own without any memory of my life before age ten and for some strange reason, a sword. When I woke up in that forest with no memory of where or who I was, I found a sword, a katana I later learned it was called, it's hilt was a dark black with purple diamonds, fake diamonds, I had wanted to pawn it when I first reached the city but something screamed at me to keep it, that it was a part of me. I had shown Ray once and he thought me crazy that I wouldn't pawn it but respected my decision.
Now I may be a whore but I was a high priced whore
"A blowjob,"
He frowned, "A blowjob, that's it?"
"Come back with two hundred dollars and you'll get the full thing."
I took him behind the alley and pushed him against the wall, I took his hand and directed it towards my ass where he shoved his hand inside and fingered my hole "Holy shit, it's so tight!"
"Yeah it stays that way," True it did, that's another reason why I charged such a medium price, the more affordable means the more sex and the more the sex the more money, the better the sex the more they'll come back and the more they're likely to leave a tip. I had a few close calls with some of the more crazies but I quickly got away
I unbuttoned his pants and was getting ready to get on my knees when I heard a shout.
"Dude!" I stood back up, and my customer quickly closed his pants, and I saw a group of guys coming from behind the dumps, "You almost let the faggot suck your dick!"
"Shit man, my bad, but you got to check out his pussy it's as tight as a girls," This had also happened a few times too
"What do you want?" I looked at all of them, there were two of them in front of me and three, including the guy I almost gave head to, behind me, "If you want me to service all of you then I'm going to have to ask that you come one at a time, I don't do gangbangs anymore." Yeah had a bad history with that when I was a horny teenager
The ring leader look disgusted, "Shut the fuck up, fag!" It was then that I noticed the weapons, "We thought we might play fag hunt and rid the world of you lot,"
"And you do that by letting us suck your dicks first, right that's totally not backwards at all." I rolled my eyes, they had no idea who they were dealing with
The leader smirked maliciously, "Get him,"
One guy rushed at me with a baseball bat, when he swung I brought up my arm and deflected it, my arm hurt like hell but I ignored it when I punched the guy in the face. He held his nose with a shout and I kicked him in the stomach sending him crashing into a dumpster. Two more of the guys came rushing at me from either side but I knew a thing or two about weight so I let them crash into each other. One of them got up and started to swing at me but I moved away from every hit, dodging with perfection.
I kicked him in the nuts and let him sink down onto the ground before I punched him knocking him out. The only two left were the ring leader and the guy who wanted me to suck him, the ring leader was looking scared and he pulled out a gun, "Look dude, you don't want to do that," I didn't want to get shot over something stupid like this
"Stay the hell away from me, fucking fairy!" He was shaking and his partner was looking at him like he was crazy
"I'm getting the fuck out of here," He ran off It was just me and him now
"Just drop the gun," I tried to get closer when he cocked it
"I said keep away from me!"
Bad things would happen if he shot me
"Just drop the gun and I'll let you leave,"
He smirked at me though he was still shaking, "I'm the one holding the gun here, fag, god you all make me sick just looking at you makes me want to throw up my lunch. You go against the natural order, against God, just like those fucking mutants, none of you deserve to live." It sounded like he was saying that more to himself than me, except the mutant part, I could detect the hate from that.
"Are you questioning yourself?"
I shouldn't have said that
"Shut up!" The look on his face contorted into anger, he pulled the trigger and I gasped when I felt a white hot heat on the right side of my chest.
Shit no!
The air around the alleyway contorted and the shadows seem to dance, no more like cry out, a shadow that was shaped like an octopus tentacle shot out towards the boy and with purple spikes growing from it, it slashed the boy.
Shit I had to get away from him before it killed him.
Oh right I forgot to mention that I was also a mutant.
I held my bullet wound and laid on the side of the building in my effort to get away from the unconscious group. My shadow pulled at me, wanting to kill them but the distance was too great so it came back to me. It put a solid patch of black on my wound but that only stopped the bleeding, the bullet and the pain was still there.
I grabbed my stuff and continued to walk but with some difficulty, I would stumble every now and then but I made my way to a convenience store before I finally stumbled in front of a motorcycle. My vision was fading, the comfort of darkness was dancing at the edges, the only thing I was able to see before I passed out was a man walking my way.
********* The smell of a sterile environment awoke me, I took notice of my surroundings and I saw that I was in some kind of hospital room or maybe a lab. My stuff was over on the wall and I could feel that the bullet wasn't inside me anymore and the makeshift shadow patch was gone. Man I felt bad, I hoped that guy was okay, I mean apart from shooting me he had just been some kid who hid his true self because of his parents maybe and he took it to an extreme.
You get a lot of sob stories in this line of work
I heard footsteps down the hall before a man, or what I guessed was a guy, came in the room. He was crouched low ad really hairy, he was blue and had fangs too, and he was wearing a lab coat. He greeted me with a friendly smile the likes I hadn't seen in years when he saw me, "Oh you're awake,"
"Yeah," I knew to be weary of folks who just took you into their homes, they felt that you owed them some services, "Can you tell me where I am?"
"You're in Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters,"
"The mutant school?"
"The one and the same," He laughed with a nod, "One of our faculty brought you here when you passed out in front of the convenience store, and don't worry about the men who jumped you, they're safe and have been turned in to the local authorities."
I scoffed, "Wasn't really a jumping if you're kicking their ass," I threw away the sheets and saw that the man left me the dignity of leaving my pants on even though my shirt was off, "Thanks for patching me up Mr.-," I waited for his name
He held out his (Paw maybe?) for me to shake, "Henry McCoy, but you can call me Hank," He was still smiling at me and I began to feel a little at ease, it didn't seem like he wanted me.
"Thanks for patching me up, Hank," I shook his hand
"May I ask your name?"
"I would give it to you if I had one,"
He gave a confused frown, "You don't have a name?" I nodded, "That would explain how you don't have a medical file, and there are no records of you in any government database." He scratched his chin
"I have no memory of my life before age ten, as far as I know, I'm seventeen years old." I shrugged, I had already come to terms with the fact that I didn't exist and have no past, I just keep moving forward.
"And the sword," He pointed to the sword that was next to my stuff
"First thing I woke up with,"
"Interesting, well Professor Xavier, the headmaster of this school, asked that you come to him when you wake up, he has a proposition for you." I had a feeling I already knew what it was, "There is an escort waiting for you outside." Hank gave me back my shirt (Freshly washed) and I got my stuff and left the laboratory to come face to face with a beautiful woman with long flowing red hair.
"Hello, my names Jean Grey,"
"Hey Jean, I have no name," I thought it be best to get that out of the way
She frowned like Hank did but she smiled soon after with a giggle, "Well I hope that we can change that soon," She led me from the lab to an elevator and pressed a top button, "So what's your power, no name?"
"Shadow manipulation," I answered, I knew how to read people, you had to know how to do that in my occupation, and I detected no hidden motive from Jean or Hank. Whenever they asked me something, I felt that they were generally just curious.
"That sounds like a really cool power,"
"It can be," I leaned back on the wall and she mimicked me, "Sometimes the shadows like to protect me when I don't want it and that's when things can get scary." Like last night
She felt my cautiousness over the subject and thought it best to change subjects,
"What's with the sword?" "Keepsake, it's the first thing I ever owned." But enough of me, "What about you, what's your power?" The elevator opened and that's when I saw a huge looking house with multiple doors and windows, it was empty because it was still night time and I off hand noticed that Jean was in pajamas.
She shrugged, "I'm telepathic and telekinetic," She walked me towards an office before knocking on the door
'Come in,' I heard a male voice inside of my head
"That's Professor Xavier's gift, he's telepathic and one of, If not the, strongest in the world." She opened the doors for me and I saw a wonderful office that had a man, bald and in pajamas, sitting in a chair and that's when I got the impression that he was crippled.
'An unfortunate accident but I have better things to worry about,'
For some reason I wasn't that weirded out about this guy speaking in my mind, it almost felt familiar.
"I understand that you do not have a name and that you aren't on any records. Can you tell me what you've been doing your entire life?"
"I woke up in a forest at age ten, I decided to be a wanderer since I felt the instinct to never stay in one place too long. Child services tried to get me in their systems a few times but I've always gotten away from them, I survived on the streets doing what I had to do to keep moving." Like I said before I wasn't ashamed of what I did, if this guy wanted to judge me I would let him because I honestly didn't care, I made my way through life.
The professor nodded, "I understand, you're not the only student who came from that background,"
I frowned this time, "You say student, are you asking me to stay here as one of your students?" I couldn't, I had to keep moving remember
He folded his hands together, "I have to ask, you are a young mutant still not in complete control of your powers, the Xavier institute teaches children to control the gifts they've been given to protect themselves and others."
"I don't think I can Professor," My instincts were fifty fifty on this, they wanted me to stay but they felt going was a more safer path, "I don't know what I'm running from but I just have to keep running."
"What if I help you?"
"What do you mean?"
"As Jean already told you, I am a telepath, I could search your mind for the memories that are locked away inside," My eyes widened, "I can help you figure out your name,"
My name
Shit it was now twenty five seventy five
"Alright I'll stay, but when I get my memories back I'll be out of here," The professor smiled, "I may be a strong telepath but regaining your memories will take some time, will you be attending this school as a student or a guest?"
"Student," I may be smart but I'm no genius, plus I could learn how to prevent incidents like that guy from happening again.
"Alright we'll have you registered in the morning and give you your class schedule, I had anticipated that you may want to stay the night so I gave you a room with other students. May we give you a temporary name until we figure out your true name?"
I nodded, "Clark, Clark Odell,"
I could tell that he liked my name and so did I
"Jean, please take Clark to his rooms," Jean nodded and twined my arm with hers, she led me out of the office and up the stairs.
"That's a cute name, Clark, I can tell that It's going to be a fun year with you here," She knocked on a door and really cute and tired looking boy answered it, he was blond and his naked chest was lean with a swimmer's build, he was a boy next door type for sure, "Bobby, this is your new roommate, Clark Odell, Clark, this is Bobby Drake."
He rubbed his blue eyes with yawn, "When did we start to get new students at two in the morning,"
"Good night Clark," She waved goodbye over her shoulder and I waved back
"That's your other roommate Evan," He pointed to another bed that had a snoring boy on it, "I'll give you the official tour in the morning." He got back into bed and I had to marvel at how fast he went to sleep.
I gave a sigh and put my stuff next to the unoccupied bed, I slowly undressed down to my underwear (I normally didn't in strange people's houses as I could get raped) but the bed looked so comforting and inviting I had to get the full feel. I laid my head down on the soft pillow and pulled up the silk sheets to my stomach.
I hadn't noticed how tired I was but I as soon as I hit the pillow I was out like a light.