1. Small One by summers2004
2. First Steps by summers2004
xmlns:w="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:word"AN: I really don’t know where this story came from. Once I
got the idea though it wouldn’t leave me alone until I wrote it. Hope you guys
like it. It’s my first attempt at an X-Men fan fic.
Sarah sighed and lowered her book so she could keep a better
eye on her huge Golden Retriever. Austin was sometimes a handful but he always
made up for it with his sweet and goofy temperament. Just as Sarah was about to
call out to her dog to come back inside a wave of nausea washed over her. Damn!
I’ve been having attacks of nausea and dizziness for a while now but never this
bad! Sarah thought fighting down the sudden nausea. As suddenly as it had
come the wave of nausea released her.
“Austin! Let’s go inside!” Sarah called slapping her thighs
for emphasis.
Austin looked over at Sarah who had already started to make
her way to the front door and immediately started running full tilt to catch up
to her.
“Hey! Slow down!” Sarah called to her dog as he raced by
her.
Stumbling slightly as her dog had almost knocked her over,
Sarah opened the door to the house she had inherited from her parents. It was a
one-story ranch. White vinyl siding covered the entire house with the exception
of the windows. The front window was slowly starting to show signs of rot, but
other than that the house was in pretty good shape.
Sarah went into the kitchen and grabbed her dog his
requisite cookie. She picked up her book from where she had left it on the
counter. On her way to the living room she paused and checked for messages on
her answering machine. Nope. No messages. No one loves me. She joked to
herself. Sarah swallowed a sudden lump in her throat as she remembered that she
had no family to leave her messages or tell her how proud of her they were
since she had managed to finish high school. Yeah and I was the only damn
kid there without a family. My other relatives could’ve come but no, they had
too many other things to do than worry about me. Not that I’m bitter about it
or anything. Shaking her head to chase away the dark thoughts Sarah sank
onto the couch and began to read. At least this gives me a way to escape
from everything. Sighing Sarah prepared to forget about everything for a
few hours.
Sarah was half way into her book when she heard the knock on
her door. Who the hell could that be? Sarah thought irritated. It
better not be one of those damn salesmen I keep having to turn away.
Grumbling, Sarah opened the door.
AN: Ooh! Who do you think it’ll be? Don’t worry the X-Men
will start to come in to the story by the next chapter. Things will start being
explained in more detail and hopefully will start to make sense.