Crimson by name, Crimson by nature.
Wherever Jacinta went, she was followed by blood. She bathed in it regularly, and her skin was beginning to become tinted with the liquid in which she dealt with every single day of her life. It wasn't like she'd ever wanted this to happen to her, and when she was taken in by the X-Men, her entire life got turned upside down. Were these changes made to her life for the better, or was running away from things a better conclusion to the things she had to face up to?
This story is based off another, that of one of my dear friends - FlorenceCullen1.