Raven ~ X-men the new generation ~ D.E.666

She could still feel the fear and the anger from that day. The day that had changed her life forever, though she wasn’t sure if it was for the best or for the worst. It had been an ordinary day just like any other in the orphanage with kids running around and a couple of fights. It was one of those fights that changed everything. Lauren Hayberger had been picking on her again because of how pale she was. Her skin was too smooth and her skin was too pale. It was ‘unnatural’ the other girl said. Lauren had suggested to put some color in her face before throwing some red paint onto her.

After that Natalya isn’t sure what exactly happened but she swung at the other girl and slapped her, but as her hand connected with her cheek, Natalya left a set of deep scratches on the other girls face while the group that had surrounded them backed up. The room fell into a hush as Natalya looked at her hands in shock before backing away, her eyes wide as she watched what looked like claws retreat back into her nail beds and return to looking like normal nails. “Freak!” was the first of the insults thrown before the other kids started throwing things at her. After that, she fled. Natalya took to the streets and for the longest time she lived alone, stealing what she had to in order to survive. While she was living on the streets she found out more about her new ‘powers’.

Natalya found out that she could shift her appearance and that was how she was able to survive for so long without being caught. She also found out that she had fangs and eyes like a feline but her claws she could extend at will. Or at least, that’s what she called them, her claws. They were just normal nails that got longer and shortened at will, but she decided to go with claws because of her teeth and eyes.
But then one day she was contacted by someone… given a choice to make her life better and to do something with her life. And offer to attend a school for the gifted, for other children like her. So she decided to check it out before making up her mind. Natalya looked up at the building as she approached it, pausing outside of the doors. Taking a deep breath, she reached out and opened the door before entering, shifting her bag on her shoulder while looking around.

Natalya was dressed in baggy, ripped up jeans with a simple white t-shirt on and a pair of old sneakers while her hair was pulled up into a ponytail. She had a casual look to her but her body was tense, like that of an animal in unfamiliar territory.

"Mister Summers." The woman yelled. "How many times must I tell you to remove your glasses inside my classroom?" Bayville High had become more strict with it sunglasses policy than it had been over the last ten years. His hand rose to the frames and removed them his eyes opening to the adjustment of light showing his green eyes to the teacher. His reddish brown hair seemingly a brighter red hue in the sunlight as the rays of the sun hit him through the window. He put his head down and continued working on his assignment.

An hour later Bayville High released and he headed quickly to the Xavier Institute, where his true life was kept. School might have been fun for a normal person, but a person Jake was not. His Uncle Alex told him that school was a good place to learn about how humans worked, and learned for their futures. Though everything Jake seen was nothing but cliques and status, and that wasn't the life he enjoyed. He walked to the parking lot heading towards the bike he was given by the professor. The black and silver motorcycle clean and scratch free he Mounted the bike and started it up. The rumble of the engine beneath him caused a slight grin to appear on his lips as he raised his sunglasses back over his face. When it came to cars and caring for them he was just like his dad, though his mom warned him not to be too much like him and focus on his studies.

Revving the engine a bit he put the bike into gear riding slowly out of the parking lot of the school. He was going to ride to the outskirts of the city, which was going to take a little while. Then again who could complain about being alone between locations, but were school like establishments, which meant more schooling than a normal person. So the peaceful ride there was always a welcomed one, unless someone from Bayville high felt like messing with him.

After entering the institute, Natalya paused as she slowly looked around, her dark eyes shifting to gold for a moment before changing back though this time they were a little lighter as she sighed. The girl was mentally asking herself what she was doing there when another voice spoke up from her right and she turned to see a man approaching her. "You're here to hopefully learn to control your powers." he said. "Welcome to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. I am Charles Xavier." Natalya looked him over with a hint of curiosity in her eyes before running her fingers through her slightly messy hair that hung around her face and shoulders in long dark strands. The man looked very professional but kind. He was dressed in a pressed, grey suit with a blue tie and white shirt.

She arched an eyebrow before nodding slightly. "I suppose you're right." she murmured with a soft sigh, watching as a child ran by before looking at him again. "So, what exactly is this place?" she asked and Charles Xavier smiled before motioning for her to follow him and she nodded. Moving to his side, she walked along side his wheelchair as he began explaining what the school was and what they strived for at the institute. As he showed her around, she met a couple of other students and some of the teachers that worked there.

The young woman was a little unsure about attending the school. She'd been alone for over a year and she'd only been able to rely upon herself for even longer. They had reached the grounds outside and were talking when she suddenly spoke up. "I... I don't know if I can." she said gently. "I'm over a year behind in schooling and I'd hate to be a burden." she told him and Charles chuckled while stopping his chair and turning to face her. "You would be no burden Natalya. You could be tutored by some of the older students and I'm sure the teachers wouldn't have a problem helping you catch up." While he spoke, she sat down on a near by bench and sighed while looking around the grounds of the institute.

It was so peaceful and beautiful at the school, such a huge difference from what she was used to. She was used to roughing it on the streets. Fighting with others in order to survive. She'd taught herself how to fight and even though it wasn't the type of defensive fighting that was taught, it was a street wise dirty kind of fighting. Taking a deep breath, she looked at the headmaster again who was watching her patiently with a small understanding smile