Nov 24, 2007 12:30
Irene. Cody. Rubbermaid. Network. Dryad. Quill. DJ. Wallflower. Angelo. Jetstream. Catseye. Roulette. Illyana. Banshee.
I could go on. List every single one of the students who died when the Purifiers came--the ones who were powerless, defenseless. All the countless other mutants who've died in the years I've been alive. Some I don't even know there names.
The girl in Texas whose wings were viciously cut from her body an' then hung from a tree.
Runaways who were boarded inta an abandoned buildin' an' then the town watched an' listened ta them burn ta death.
Twins from Wisconsin smothered ta death by their parents when they learned they were telepaths.
The five teenagers I tried ta help in Paris who were murdered.
Thats who I live for. Ta make it so that there ain't anymore who gotta suffer as they did. To try an' make this damn world better.
For the hope that someday I'll be able ta wake up an' not read or hear about one atrocity done ta mutants.
brotherhood,
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