Email to Artie; CC Jennifer

[xp_daytripper]

To: [Artie]
CC: [Jennifer]
From: [Amanda]



You might want to sit down for this, Artie. Jen and I have been busy bees and we've managed to dig up what we think is your actual identity. I won't say exactly how, since Jen is operating with "don't ask, don't tell" as far as certain methods I used, but trust me when I say this all comes from reliable sources. Jen has some paperwork for you - birth certificate, some newspaper articles and the like - so you can go through stuff yourself.

Any way, enough stalling. Here it is.

Your real name is Arthur Maddocks, your mother was Catherine Maddocks nee Fisher and your father is Carl Maddocks. You were born in Chicago on December 5, 1992. Your mother died giving birth and your dad packed the family up and moved to New York not too long after.

Your dad is a scientist, genetics mostly, and he became sort of obsessed with finding a cure for mutancy after you were born. You're like Kurt - you were a visible mutant from birth and by all accounts from people who knew him at the time, he was more focussed on his research and the memory of his wife than you. You were put in the hands of a nanny by the name of Stephanie Smith. She abandoned you in Central Park one day. When we talked to her, she claimed not to remember doing this but did talk at length about the "creepy silent mutant baby" (her words, not mine. Sorry.). My guess is Annalee was probably involved but there's no proof.

Now here's where things get bad. Your dad apparently didn't want the sort of in depth forensic investigation into his life that comes a possible murder charge. According to Stephanie, he paid her a lot to not say anything about it, or you. He ended up changing his name and moving overseas via Houston. We're still trying to track him down.

Because Carl moved and dropped out of the scientific community at the same time, no-one realised that you were missing. People apparently just assumed he'd taken you with him. And with no-one looking for you, Annalee was able to keep you as long as she did.

I know it's a lot to take in. If you want to talk about any of this, you know where to find me. Or Jen.

A.

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[x-artie.livejournal.com]

To: [Amanda]
CC: [Jennifer]
From: [Artie]

Subject: [Results for that research project.]

Thanks for finding it out Amanda, Ms Walters.

Just - let me see if I have this straight?

1) My dad is the kind of guy who'd rather pay a lot of money to hide the fact that his kid is missing than try to find it. Well, goes with the 'mutant from birth' thing.

2) When you do track him down, I plan to go have a little chat with Carl. I'm guessing that he didn't do nice, fluffy bunny research on mutants, either. And he kind of owes me like god, twenty years of -- what do I even call it? Parental financial aid?

3) I'm not two days off turning 19? Well, there's a plus. I wonder if Annalee changed my birthday deliberately or because she couldn't count?

4) Ms Walters, what do I have to do to sort out all the paper work about things? Like, I'm going to need new ID, a new license... do I have to tell the bank? I have a freaking gun permit, for when I'm at the range. Do I have to get a new one?

5) Please don't ever, ever call me "Arthur". It isn't my name.

6) What do I have to do to change my name back to "Maddicks?" I've had it for apparently twenty years now. I don't want to change it.

I just do not even know what to do with all this. I'd go get drunk except I'm still not old enough to do that.

-- A

[xp_daytripper]

To: [Arite]
From: [Amanda]

Since you're still passed out on the couch, I'll bring the aspirin and the coffee and make a start on the non-legal-paperwork questions.

A.

[x-artie.livejournal.com]

Hey, thanks for the aspirin.

But look, don't worry about the paperwork right now. I think I might take a couple days out of town to sort my head out.

It's a lot to process, you know. I have a father. Even I mostly do just want to break his knees. I have a different name. And I'm freaking 20.