A/N: Here is the beginning to the re-write of Rise from the Ashes. Hopefully its better and that you enjoy it.
I don't own anything except my character Ria.
Prologue- 15 years ago
"Go!" Logan looked around at all the children exiting the cells. The oldest was around eighteen, the youngest six. "C'mon!" He and Kayla ran, the children following behind. Yet, a deafening silence came as the doors opened. Wade.
"Logan?"
He turned to Kayla, seeing her hand tightly around her younger sister's wrist. "Kayla, take the kids out of her, now."
Tears rimmed her eyes, but she nodded. As she when to tell the kids, the youngest wrapped their little arms around Logan's leg. "You come too." It was a small girl, her eyes wide and cinnamon brown, hair the color of henna tattoos. "Pwease?" A thick metal band wrapped around her head, dried blood around it; it was probably used to stop her mutation. Logan kneeled to her level, all too aware of Wade coming closer.
"I can't, Red. You'll be ok." He brushed a spare piece of curly hair out of her face. She reminded Logan of someone, but he couldn't thing of who it was.
She had released his leg, but slowly poked his chest as she said, "You too?"
The innocence in her voice made Logan smile. "Me too." It was a lie, Logan didn't know if he would ever leave this island, but that spark of hope in her eyes made the words come out before he could attempt to salvage the truth. "Now you need to go. I'll be right behind you and you're friends."
In the end, that was a lie too. As he awoke from the bullets going through his skull, he remembered nothing. No memories, not even that little girl. Nothing but the name on his tag.
Wolverine.