A/N: Hey boys and girls, Kira here, debuting with his first ever Evolution Fanfic! This show was my childhood for at least three years. And one of the main things I remember about the show was the HUGE crush I had on X-23. Sad, I know, but I was like ten, give me some slack. Anyways, I've been toying with this concept for a few years now, and I've finally got a concise plot drawn out. A forewarning, this fic has some anti-religious elements. Anyways, welcome to part one of Holy Injustice, please read and review as always, and remember comrades: Have nice day. (FPS Russia ftw)

Freedom for a Slave

Slaves, obey your earthly masters with deep respect and fear. Serve them sincerely as you would serve Christ. (Ephesians 6:5 NLT)

Kira: You guys sure you want me to tell it?

Laura: ... *snikt*

Kira: Alright, alright! Sheesh, you need to put a leash on her, bro.

*slash*

Kira: Aaaaaaaah! *runs from room with half his fringe missing*

*Shaun breaks out laughing*

...Without further ado...

She ran. Kilometres upon Kilometres passed below her feet as she desperately ran from bad men. Bad men who would take her back to even more bad men who wanted to do bad things to her. To poke and prod and cut and break her body, test her will, her mind, her strength, her limits. She wouldn't go back, no, she couldn't go back. She would escape.

She ran... right into a massive, scaly leg. The leg moved to be replaced by a body, then by a head, both massive and scaly. The eyes upon the head stared into her own, looking. It seemed... pleased with what it saw, and sat back in the centre of the clearing.

After waiting for her mind to work again, the girl moved into the centre and climbed into a small crevice made by the beast's body, hoping the dangerous beast would scare away her pursuers. The body rumbled with something that almost seemed... a chuckle, causing her whole body to vibrate from the sheer size of the beast's body. The heat was also very... comforting to her. She had to actually think about that word for a second. Comfort? Am I allowed to feel comfort?

Suddenly the beast's body shifted as she heard the deep rumblings of a snarl. As she fell to the ground, she spotted her pursuers standing there, staring in fear at the beast. "What the fuck?" One said before the beast lunged, decimating the entire squad as if they were nothing. It then turned and wrapped its body around her, again shielding her from outside eyes.

She fell asleep there, although it was only the light sleep she was trained to use. Two hours passed before she was startled awake by the lack of... warmth at her back. Looking around, the beast was replaced by a boy not a year older than herself. He was sleeping peacefully there as she watched him.

He stirred after another fifteen minutes, and she suddenly went on the defensive. "It's alright... I won't hurt you." The boy told her to try and relax her, without effect. "You... met my other half. I'd... like to be your friend, if you want to. My name's Shaun, what's yours?" The question was innocent, naive. And a very welcome break from the seriousness of her life right now. "I... don't have a name." The girl finally spoke after a minute of silence, bringing a smile to the boy's face.

"Then we'll give you a name. How does... Laura sound?" The smiling boy watched the blank faced girl as she seemed to ponder over the name before nodding. "Laura..." Tasting the name on her own lips. "It will do." She walked towards the young boy, closing half the distance before dropping into a defensive stance once again.

"Come with us, X-23, and your friend won't be hurt." A woman walked into the clearing with a dozen armed men behind her, smiling. "I promise." The woman smiled wickedly at the girl, who was visibly shaking as she tried to make a choice. Her choice was clear as her claws sheathed into her hands and she began walking towards the woman. "Laura... come here again, and we'll meet. For sure." Shaun said to her with a sad smile on his face. "Good-bye, Shaun." Laura said without turning back, and suddenly, both their consciousnesses went blank.

Shaun woke the next morning to see his mom's faces in his, her expression making it obvious she was worried sick. "Shaun!" Suddenly hugging him, she pulled him into her chest and smiled. "Thank God. I thought you might not make it when you were still for so long."

"I'm fine mom, what happened?" She looked at him weirdly, making Shaun wonder what was wrong. "You... don't remember? The men said that you might not, but you really don't?" Shaun looked at her a bit longer before putting his head into his hands and focusing. "No... I remember... losing control. It's... a blank after that."

"Some hunters found you, dear. You were suffering from severe hypothermia; it seemed as if you'd been out there for days. They didn't ask questions, they probably thought you were a runaway." Shaun sighed. "So my secret's safe."

X-23 woke the next morning and began her daily routine as if nothing over the last few weeks had actually happened. Through a monitor, a faceless man smiled as he watched her. "You should not become attached to other demons, girl. You will be a plague onto your own kind, and help us rid the world of your ilk." Only one discernable feature was present upon the man: A badge with the iron cross upon it, with the words 'Recessit ad Obscuratum Diem' below it.

It's been five years since the two children met, and Shaun began another regular day at school. As per his usual routine, the young boy rose with the sun, the warmth that it brought invigorating him. His body rose from the covers, dressing himself in some warm clothes before quietly sneaking down the stairs of his home and out the door.

Of course, not before grabbing his most prized possession. Wrapped in a tight cover of cloth, the two foot long item was about an inch and a half wide and bulging four fifth's of the way down its length. A note attached to the silk rope tying it saying Always keep this by your side, son. It will carry our family into the future. Shaun smiled at the note before putting the package on his back and tying the attached silk rope off in front of him.

The moment he stepped out the door, Shaun stretched widely, exposing as much of his body to the sun as he could. It felt invigorating to be in the morning light, when the sun was just rising and its rays were first hitting the sky. Being what he was, Shaun couldn't help but love the sun, rising and falling with it as often as could.

He'd woken to this scene every day of his life. A very suburban section of a small city, laying on the edge of the forests of the Great Canadian Shield, at the very centre of the quaint suburbia sat the house of the Sigurdsson family. His home for the past 15 years. And every day for the last five, he'd done the same thing after waking with the sun. The same thing he was doing now as he ran towards the edge of the suburban oasis.

Near the edge of the suburban landscape sat a small park where playgrounds and grass allowed the many locals a small bit of outdoor entertainment during the few months of the year that allowed it. And at the far end of that park sat an ornate gate, with words embedded into the top saying 'Sights of the Shield Nature Walk'. Shaun made a bee line for the archway and quickly entered the forest path that was so well trampled.

He was nearly halfway down the path when he suddenly shot off to the left, passing through some denser brush before entering a massive clearing of grass, an ancient tree at the centre with a flat rock beside it. Shaun smiled at the sight. Ever since his bout with hypothermia as a child, he'd known of this place. The... other half of him won't tell him why, but this place is important to him. And he'd been here every morning since then, feeling a strong pull to it. Today, that pull was stronger. Something is going to happen today...

You've finally acknowledged your sixth sense. Shaun blinked twice before going back into his meditative trance upon the rock. Sixth sense, Ragnir? The ability to feel your destiny in front of you. Shaun visibly stiffened at that. This feeling was telling him something big will happen today. Something that would change his life forever. Not an easy thing to know. It is like that one human said, "Sometimes, it is better not to know."

Shaun sighed before resuming his meditations. The sun rose around six in the morning during these summer months, and he truly delighted in an early sunbathe while calming his mind. He sat there, slowly breathing, and continuously making a soft humming sound from his diaphragm, as his mind stopped processing on a conscious level. All the life in the clearing, the plants, the insects, the animals, he could feel them all on the edge of his mind. Such is the way of dragons. Our entire race possesses three innate magicks. This are the First: The Sixth and Seventh Sense. We can feel our destiny and touch the minds of all life around us.

Ragnir didn't let Shaun know, however, that his own sense stretched much farther than the clearing, nor the fact he felt someone watching them. After all, she will come to us in time. Her presence is a foreboding to the days ahead.

X-23 watched from the edge of the clearing, observing the young man as he sat and did what appeared to be meditation exercises. If he is here, there must be some sort of dwelling nearby. I can use him to get out of the forest. Her mind still wondered how she'd arrived at this clearing. After all, it'd been two weeks since she destroyed the head of Hydra, Viper, with the help of her Father. Yes, she's come to terms with the fact that Weapon X... Logan, sorry X-23... that Loganwas her biological family, and after thinking about both their age and attitude towards each other, him being her dad fit best.

Ow! Sorry, Laura, I got sidetracked! Anyways, her mind was slowly playing the events of the last few weeks over and over, trying to find out exactly why she came here...

Flashback

She smiled up at the chopper carrying her dad away. After the heat dies down, I'll go to the Institute. But I need to wait until SHIELD tires of looking. Looking about, she realized something. She didn't know where to go! Without HYDRA, without her dad, she had nothing to rely on, and no real knowledge of anything. So she did what came naturally to her: She let instinct drive her. And instinct said to go east.

Her body moved without thought, listening to the animal inside her. A beast created to kill. But what her creators forgot, is that all beasts truly only want to be free. The brush flew past the beast as it moved through it fluidly, barely grazing the deep grass or the thick growth. Occasionally she'd pass by other beasts, herbivores grazing or the carnivores hunting them, but she paid them little heed, and they did the same. Her mission was clear: keep moving, find what her instinct is pointing her to.

A week passed since she set off eastward and X-23 stops at a small pond to bathe. She smiled at the shocking feel of the chilling waters, feeling the blood of her meals and the dirt of the wilds wash off of her body. The contentment was easily destroyed, though, as she smelled danger, in the form of a pack of wolves. They quickly surrounded the pond, bringing a growl from X-23's lips. The legendary sound of 'snikt' was heard as she suddenly lunged at the alpha-male of the pack, killing it instantly.

The other wolves charged her soon after, but her advanced training was too much for the wild beasts. Amongst the flurry of claw, fang and metal, each wolf could be heard howling for its own death, the human girl overpowering the whole pack. She stood amongst the beastial corpses, breathing heavily to try and calm her bloodlust. "I am not a beast..." She repeated inside her mind and out loud, reminding her of her humanity. After the lust for blood was gone, she went back into the pond to wash all of the blood off, sighing at the wasted time. She was trained to be efficient, and any inefficiency bothered her.

Two more weeks pass and the girl begins to have a feeling of déjà vu. Have I been here before? I don't remember it... but it feels familiar. Not only familiar... it feels... comforting. Why? Within herself her conscious mind debated while her instincts controlled her body fully. It kept moving, following a path that her body remembers from 8 years ago, but her mind did not. The smell of the air told her that a town or city was nearby, but it was mixed in with the raw smells of nature, so it was not so putrid.

It was only moments since the first sensing of human dwellings that X-23 had stumbled upon this clearing, instantly hiding when she saw the young man in the centre of it. Familiar... just like that path, he feels... familiar. She watched the young man, sat in that absurdly uncomfortable position for an hour before the boy rose up and began walking towards the far north edge of the clearing. Laura circled the clearing as she followed him, making sure to keep him in her sights.

After following behind him just off the path for a while, the trees began to thin, causing X-23 to back away from the target a bit so she wouldn't reveal herself. Relying on her sense of smell and hearing, she kept her focus on the young man as she walked out of the forest and into a small park. Taking a quick look, she saw the man walk into a collection of middle class houses on the edge of the park, and the ex-assassin decided to change her objectives. "I need to scout out the city, find out where I am."

Her first step was to find a high ground to view the urban centre. A quick glance towards the town revealed what seemed to be an observation point not far from where she was, probably one of those 'look out points' that were popular during the previous decades. She moved towards it non-chalantly, trying to blend in with the locals as much as possible. It took her fifteen minutes to reach the observation point, and the view gave her exactly what she wanted to know. The City was around two kilometres (one mile) squared, with a single large shopping centre and several smaller businesses around it. A sign near the end of the little plateau gave her the last bit of information she needed.

Freetown Look Out Point

After spending a couple hours walking around the city, X-23 finally decided on a course of action. Walking down to the local mall, she went inside and moved straight to the pay phones. Placing in enough money for a long distance call, she dialled the secure line that Dr. Risman had given her to call. After two rings, she heard someone pick up. "Hello, this is Dr. Deborah Risman. Who is this?" X-23 smiled. "Hello, Doctor."

"X-23? I thought... that you..." "No, I'm not dead, Doctor. Though SHIELD believes I am. I need... a favour, Doctor. I want to... try having a normal life. I'm tired of being a weapon. Can you help me?" She heard a light sigh on the other side of the phone. "I can try, X-23. Where are you?" "I'm currently at the mall, in the city called Freetown." She then heard a laugh from the phone. "How odd life is. I'm in Freetown right now, X-23. I'll be there to pick you up soon. I think I've got arrangements for you already."

X-23 spent the next few minutes waiting at the bench at the entrance to the mall, feeling excited, of all things. She was excited to see the Doctor, excited to find out what kind of arrangements she has made. And above all else, excited to be free at last. "I'm finally going to be able to live a normal life." It wasn't long before X-23 saw Dr. Risman walk through the doors to the mall, and when she did, the girl stood up to greet her. "It's been a while, Doctor." The older woman smiled down at the young girl. "You've been practising your speech. You sound just like a girl your age." The doctor leaned down and hugged the young mutant, bringing a sense of confusion to the girl. "I'm glad you're alright, X-23."

After a few moments, the doctor pulled back, allowing the young teen to regain her senses. "Thanks, Doctor. You said you may have a place for me?" Dr. Risman smiled at her and signalled X-23 to follow her. She led the girl to her car, parked just outside of the mall, and opened the passenger side door for her. Soon the pair was on the road, heading towards the urban centre that Laura had entered the city through. They pulled up in front of a small, single story house nestled among more of its kind. "Come, X-23. There's someone I want you to meet."

The young girl was hesitant. Who could the Doctor want her to meet? She moved towards the house cautiously, telling herself that the doctor wouldn't betray her. She entered the house and took of her shoes, walking onto the warm rug behind the doctor. When they entered the living room, a young woman that was sitting in a reclineable chair stood up with a look of shock. X-23 noted her appearance with a similar shock. The woman had deep auburn hair and bright green eyes, with a face that the mutant had no doubt would be her own in a decade or so.

"X-23, say hello... to your biological mother."