Alright, my first fan fic was Twenty Sunless Years, but to get people to know my OC I wanted to make a prelude story so people could really find out who she was. I know most people don't like any other characters but the originals, but I thought I'd at least try. If you don't think it's a good idea let me know, but here is the first part which I wrote today. Pretty much no mutants in this part of the story, but there will be if I continue. Most likely in the next chapter. Tell me what you think. I'm going to try and connect it to the comics with the original characters, but I had to start off somewhere so people knew exactly what happened with my character. The next chapter will be more interesting. Also, here are the fanfics I've made from the same character. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2938981/1/ http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3101623/1/ The first story is basically what will happen after this fic (Twenty Sunless Years) and Unwanted Reunion is what happens after that. My first story wasn't written too well... at all On with the story! x---Chapter 1---x Sirens shrilled at an intersection twenty four years in the past at an ordinary intersection in a small little town of Texas. It was near ten oclock at night, in the middle of summer. A car accident had just taken place, an awful one one that people didnt walk away from without nearly dying. Over a dozen were rushed into ambulances, bleeding to no tomorrow. While on the street, paramedics were looking at two already dead men. It was all too obvious that there was nothing to be done except begin digging and calling the families. One of the deceased had been beer gut truck driver controlling a sixteen wheeler. He had been a father of a few, a brother of three, and a divorced husband twice. He was the cause of this accident he ran a red light, why he had no one knew The other was a simple man who had been in the passenger seat with four other males in the car. He had been killed on impact. The five of them had been returning from a fishing trip in another state, and had only been a few minutes from arriving home when this horrid affair occurred. Citizens had been driving through the intersection when hit from the left. On that intersection, the left was a blind spot, so you had to trust that everyone would obey the light. All of the people injured or killed in this had different pasts, different lives and such, though now they were all connected by this one event. True, things like this happened to a lot of people, and it would change lives, but this accident was different. Yes, this had been just an accident, but it would change the life of a young girl that was not even near this accident. Her father had been one of the two killed, the simple man of the five returning from a fishing trip. At the home of this young girl was great mourning and depression. People wore black, and this was odd being the warm part of July. It was too warm, too blazing hot to wear such dark colors, for it was the dry baking Texas Deary me, one family member of the dead spoke. Where is your mother? asked a Scottish blonde headed Nina Kinsey, aunt of the little girl. I dont know, muttered Rosette Parker, a five year old blonde. Her high pitch voice was thick in youth, and her cerulean little eyes did not make contact with the adult as she sat on the ground in the den of the house, spinning her little soccer ball in her black dress lap. Did she go to the kitchen? Nina was persistent but calm. Rosette shrugged her tiny shoulders and pouted her petite lips. What about her room? Rosette looked at her aunt with her small and sharp blue eyes and Nina let a dim smile appear on her face once she saw Rosettes head nod. Yeah? Rosette nodded more noticeably. OK, thank you deary, Nina whispered nicely, then she leant over to kiss the soft pink skin on Rosettes forehead. Nearing the door of the master bedroom she heard a soft crying through the door. Nina knocked. Cassidy love. Who-who? Your sister, aye, now let me in sweetie, Nina requested calmly, as she heard the door unlock a saddened smile rose on her face. Opening the door, Nina looked into Cassidys red and puffy eyes, and Nina quickly embraced her. Nina had no trouble to wrap her small plump arms around Cassidys petite body. Stop your greetin, she muffled and patted her sisters back and lets get ye something to eat. Looking skinnier than a broomstick you are! What am I going to do Nina? Cassidy interrupted sulkily before Nina had a chance to bring her out of the room. When daddy died we all tout wed neva live through it, but we here aint we? her Scottish voice was quite pleasant to listen to, while Cassidys accent had faded over time. But it wasnt like this. He died from old age. Walter died from an accident. Theres a difference Nin. Aye, there is, but we were all mighty sad werent we? I feel the same sadness fo Walta as I did fo dear ole daddy. But we were all grown what about Rosie? She was close to him Im a stay at home mother Im going to have to get a job, and dear lord Now, now. Im moving to the states. Living in Scott does no more good when the kin is here and in great sorrow. Ye be needin help now, an Im here to assist. Besides, Rosette is young, almost so young that she dont understand what happened. But, youve seen her yourself. Nobody likes to be around sad people. It is the atmosphere shes in at the moment. When this crowd is gone shell be more concerned about fillin her belly. There is no denyin that shell missem, but shell be alright. x------x Short, I know, but I was scared to continue not knowing if I should focus on an entirely new character. Think I should give it a go? And please feel free to critique me. I need advice on my writing style.