Marvel: It Ain't Easy Being A Mutant - X-Men Male Reader Insert

Genesis

The blizzard roared in the distance as two figures made their way through the snow

One of them, the biggest one wore a cloak and held a hand to the other, the younger and at the same time, the wounded one

"Now tell me, young man. When did things begin to go wrong for you?"

The armor he worse gave a small echo to his voice

A sigh could be heard from the kid beside him before he nodded

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"WE HAVE TO CURE HIM!!"

I avoided a hatchet to the head as I ran out of the house, pleading with the man that held it

"Father, please don't! I'm still me!"

He just looked at me with tears in his eyes

"Your soul has been corrupted, son. I have to do it"

I was running towards the forest nearby, hoping to get across the river

He swung again, barely missing, but making me stagger back and fall. Father took the chance and swung at me

"Forgive me, son"

He dug the hatchet into my left shoulder, forcing a scream from me as I felt the piercing object digging into my flesh and drawing out blood

I pushed him away with all the force I had but when I did, an arm made of stone emerged in front of me and imitated what I just did, pushing my father with force

The man was sent flying back. I heard my mother scream and rush in his aid instead of mine, but I took the chance to get up and try to run as best I could

I felt the sting of the hatchet in my body every time I made a move, but I wasn't sure if taking it out was worse, so I just staggered my way into the forest

My vision was getting blurry and my body was not cooperating as much, so I ended up tripping over a big rock and fell into the river

I could see my blood pouring into the water as it took me away, the sound of the water running being my only source of comfort against the horror that just happened

My family tried to kill me because they found me doing something unnatural, and that same thing just saved my life

Whether it was a curse or a gift, I do not know

Still, I felt too weak to continue, so my eyes closed on their own

...
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"What were you doing that evoked such a reaction?"

The kid looked at the curious man and simply answered:

"I made a small man out of rocks move "

"I see. What happened after that?"

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...

I woke up to the sound of the crackling fire and the smell of a fresh meal. As I moved, I felt myself surrounded by a soft texture, a blanket. I tried to get up, but then I felt a sharp pain that prevented me from moving normally, I whimpered at the sensation

"Careful. The wound may be closed but it is very much there"

The voice of a man in another room told me. I used my elbows to try to sit on the bed I was on and felt that my left shoulder was bandaged, and my wound still hurt but not nearly as much

"W...Where am I?"

From the kitchen walked an old man with two wooden bowls of soup

"Don't be afraid, you are safe now"