Beautiful Deception
Page 2What's past is prologue
~ William Shakespeare
I’m normal
It’s normal to live underground for a majority of my life.
It’s normal that I don’t go to school and know nobody except your family and some mad scientists.
It’s normal that one of my father-figures has lived in the Civil War and is almost 200 years old.
It’s normal to have another one of your father-figures to be the Don of the American Syndicate.
It’s normal that I would get killed by this same Syndicate if it wasn’t for my so-called family, even if it was because of them I killed men that weren’t supposed to be dead.
It’s normal to be experimented on and used as a tool.
Right?
I sighed as a leaned against the wall of the dark lab that was my room, trying to count how many lies I just made up.
“Don’t give yourself to much credit. Things could be worst." Xavier called from the dark. He stood closest to the door and I could "Y