<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: timesnewroman;"><span style="color: #8000FF"><br/>Story Title: "You... love me....? I don't understand.... Why....?"<br/><br/>My Name: ~Tris Vasilisa Belikov~<br/><br/>My Appearance: <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://wallpapers2u.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Girl-with-red-hair.jpg">http://wallpapers2u.com/wp-content/uplo ... d-hair.jpg</a><!-- m --><br/><br/>Finally, My Story:<br/><br/>I was trapped once again. This time by the power hungry, mutant hating government. As always they wished for my powers. I was a telepath, but that was only one of my many abilities. I was also classified as a matter creator/manipulator, gravity defier, fire creator/manipulator, and as a feline counterpart (I had fangs, claws, could turn into a kitten, and could grow red cat ears, and a tail.)<br/>  Most people would say that I was simply too dangerous to be allowed life, yet I had more weaknesses than they thought. I could be subdued in a fight by a good punch, even when I would steal energy from things, it was draining and people could nearly kill me from making me steal, or use too much energy at a time. I had run away from Stryker, and I was just sitting in the cold of Canada, enjoying the breeze, and the peaceful quiet. If only it was always this way. Unfortunately, so many people had hurt me that I doubted I would ever be safe with anyone.<br/><br/>Xavier waited for Wolverine in the luxurious living room at the X-Mansion. Wolverine had quite recently been forced to kill Jean Grey (She had nearly killed everyone while as the Dark Phoenix), and Xavier still worried about how it would affect him. Silently, he closed his eyes, and waited.<br/><br/>(Xavier sends Wolverine on a mission to find the sixteen year old mutant. He later becomes her mentor, and begins to fall in love. She, in turn, starts to fall for him as the weeks, and months pass. In this story, there is a happy ending.)</span></span></div>