My name is Rex. I am a mutated freak by nature. My parents were killed When By the government to keep society "normal." my uncle and aunt raised me after my parents' killing and took me in as their own. They home schooled me, fed me, and made me feel safe, until my mutation kicked in when I was 18, I was given a large claw that came out of my back. It only took 3 months for it to completely grow, at that point, I was confined to my uncle and aunts attic, where I would spend year of my life. Then my uncle's mutation (a third eye on the back of his head). He was swiftly executed. My Aunt was also killed for coming in contact with him. The army then searched the house, until one of them found me. I had no choice but to kill him with my claw, the others ran out at the sight of me. I'm a fugitive now, always running. This is The mutant holocaust Tell me if you like the idea, give me suggestions, or just tell me how awesome I am.
Can I be in your story? Name: Ken Personality:nice, can be mean, very sarcastic Description:short (5feet) about 14 and a half, tan, strong, brown eyes,brown hair longish, bangs not straight across,wears neon green sunglasses and a hat everywhere