Hey, so this is my first fanfic. Hope it goes well, and I'm trying to not make my character seem very static, and I'd rather there be some kind of dynamic to her. I'll try to update every Friday. My character will slowly be revealed throughout each chapter, and not all up front...

Chapter 1. The Target

I kicked the silver metallic door that kept me from my target, and the entire frame went with it down the hall until it crashed into another wall, sealing itself in dry wall. The security system whined as I infiltrated the base. I could hear the shuffling of feet in the upper levels of the base. The base started its automatic protection assignments, starting with sealing off all exits, including air vents, windows, supply doors and hall doors. It didn't matter to me since I could just brute myself through every obstacle. I liked making quick and direct actions, so I wasted no time in blasting my way through every sealed metal door in my way.

Next on the security systems checklist came the actual offense. The first wave of attacks were simple electrical disks that electrocuted any object they hit, much like a tazer. Since my mutant power allowed me the power of electrical manipulation, this obviously had caused me no worry. I simply swatted the disks away like they were annoying flies. The downside of my personality was my stubbornness to focus on one task at hand, and to get it done as soon as possible. This made it hard for me to counter the security system since I refused to change the task at hand.

I finally made it to the room I was looking for. There was a giant computer screen that took up an entire wall. I rested my finger pads on the keyboard that hologrammed before it, and the slight glow to my red eyes indicated that I had connected to the mainframe, and that I was just that much closer to getting the information that I needed. And right as I let my abilities to take over and connect to the computer's electricity, it was naturally time for the "good guys" to break up my mission.

"You better have a good reason for being here," A gravelly voice warned me, metallic claws that I knew all too well popping from behind on either side of my neck. I remained still, but could sense that there were other prescences with him. And I had done my research to know who.

Wolverine, leader of the X-Force behind Cyclops' back had me cornered. And my mindset refused to let me move otherwise. Archangel, the second in command self-pitying rich-boy was behind him, with his girlfriend Psylocke and the fancy shooter Fantomex. The current roster of X-Force was rather lacking, and if it wasn't for the adamantium in Wolverine, I wouldn't have been so intimidated.

"I'm not here to fight, I just want information." I finally sighed, a bit of a midwestern accent hinting on some of my words.

"And you couldn't have asked nicely?" Archangel asked smugly.

"Let's not be coy with each other, Warren. Would you really have given it to me if I asked 'nicely?'" I rolled my eyes.

"Of course not." Archangel smiled.

"That ain't how she works, neither. Yer workin an angle, and I don't need to know you to know that." Wolverine grummbled.

"Ah, who is this? A long lost friend to our charming Logan?" Fantomex asked, a bit of a french accent on his words.

"Not a friend. Livewire is an assassin, and very bad at her job at that." Wolverine snapped.

"Somebody's upset they missed their chance at killing me the last time we met." I smirked.

"Yer in no position to gloat about me letting you live. Why are you here, and I want a straight answer. No screwing around." Wolverine ordered.

I looked down, and silently punched myself in the gut on the inside for letting me listen to him. "I'm here to find out information on Sebastian Shaw. I need to know why he killed my father,"

"And you want revenge. Why now?" Psylocke asked.

"Because it took until now for me to figure out that he was the one." I frowned.

Logan pulled his claws back into his knuckles, and grabbed my arm and threw me down. "We aren't helping you kill a man, as much as I'd like to gut him myself."

"I just want information." I begged. I had lost my connection, and the red receded back to my irises.

"Git outta here before I change my mind about gettin rid of you permanently." Logan growled. I hesitated, wondering if arguing was worth the brewing brawl that would come of it, but in a flash I took off. I busted through the ceiling of the base and flew passed the rocky mountain range. I smiled slightly to myself, because I had found where to get my next piece of information from. I had practiced hiding my thoughts because I knew the telepath would be honing in on me, so I kept them locked away for later.

Target: Sebastion Shaw