This is going to be X-23 origins from the comics to begin with but later I plan to expand it into her story after the evolution series ends.

X-23

Creation

'Hmmm' growled Logan as he fingered through the mail at the institute as he walked up to the student corridor to hand it out to whom it belonged to. He rapped gently on one of the doors which slowly opened to reveal a wet X-23 she had been living in the institute for a couple of months now, she was never seen because her curtains were always drawn and she sneaked in and out of the mansion via the underground complex to avoid the prying eyes of S.H.I.E.L.D whom the X-men knew were watching the building constantly.

She smiled tentatively at Wolverine, she was still a little uneasy around people and was still getting used to her newfound humanity, she was no longer an animal as she was always treated she was a human now.

'You've got mail' said Wolverine a little bemused as he handed the girl who must have just got out of the shower and for once wore a towel, she usually forgot which led to several embarrassing moments. Wolverine handed her the letter which was in a little envelope, Wolverine, X-23 and Beast would the only ones who could tell the letter was scented with a delicate perfume. X-23 examined the letter carefully as she read the front allowed.

Anya (X-23)

Xavier Institute

Bayville

New-York

'Who is it from?' asked Logan who was a little concerned about this letter out of the blue.

'I have no idea' said X-23 as she began to open the letter and read aloud to Wolverine who she had adopted as her father although they were more like brother and sister (well technically the same person.)

'Hello, I hope this letter finds you well and first of all I must apologize to you before I tell you this story…I'm sorry, please forgive me.' Read X-23.

………….

30 years ago…

Gun shots ring throughout the compound amongst the wailing sirens that come from a red alert in the military complex, Dr. Dale Rice packs files and disks frantically into his brief case as he looks at his watch and up at a video screen which shows a naked man walking down a smoke filled corridor as he steps over the dead bodies of some of the guards he has killed. A familiar hand with three gleaming Adamantium claws slashes through the face of a soldier who steps through a doorway to his right.

Doctor Rice closes his brief case before he glances up at a gigantic steel machine, he opens the case again and rushes to the machine, he swipes his security card and enters a code as the door slowly opens allowing cold air to rush into the room he reaches inside and grabs some large vials marked with Weapon X. He adds two vials containing biological samples to his briefcase before locking it. 'Dear God I know I haven't lead the best life but please don't let me die, I've always had the best intentions and I have a wife and a new son please don't let me die' Prays Dr. Rice as he exits his lab. He runs down a hallway panicked as he checks behind him and alarms sound all around him. He slams a metal door behind him and the cold claws come bursting through the door with a slicing noise followed by a grinding as the metal ripped apart and sunk into his body ripping through his shoulder.

Rice rushes down the corridor holding his injured shoulder as blood gushes from his wounds covering the floor, he continues moving as two soldiers step in to delay the attacking Weapon X, they don't last long even though they fill Weapon X full of bullets he keeps coming and quickly disposes of them. Dr. Rice bursts through the door at the top of the stairs out into the snowy grounds outside of the Weapon X facility.

He takes a brief moment to pause as he gasps for air and looks behind him relieved. The trio of adamantium claws burst through his chest, slicing his dog tags as they emerge. He looks down at his chest and realises that this is no more then he deserved and promptly collapses to the ground with a soft thud into the snow.

Weapon X growls at the body before yelling out in some confused pain into the night, he glares down once more at the lifeless body before disappearing into the snowy distance.

……
'I'm sorry Anya, I wonder if that's where things had ended then would I be more or less of a monster. Ha like I need to tell you about monsters your entire life has been controlled abd defined by monsters' read X-23 out loud as Wolverine stood shocked in front of her.

'It can't be true can it?' asked X-23 trying to make sense of who had sent it, why they were calling her Anya and why they had sent it to her.

'I remember it, that's what happened' said Wolverine as he held his head and shook off the memories that flooded into his mind. 'Is that all it says?' asked Wolverine.

'No there is a lot more that was just the beginning' said X-23 as she continued to read.

……

A blizzard raged as a black military helicopter arrives almost silently at the scene of Weapon X's escape. Dr. Martin Sutter emerges as he flicks his cigarette into the snow as it's ember slowly faded, he removes his glasses to show the scar down his face and begins to walk to the facility entrance he was flanked by two soldiers.

He comes across a dead body lying in a pool of blood, the soldiers role the body over to reveal the brutal wounds in his chest and his name tag's. 'Remove Dr. Rice's case and tags' ordered Sutter.

(Years Later)
Dr. Zander Rice who looks the spitting image of his dead father is working frantically to save a patient. Around his neck, he wears his father's dog tags, the slice from Weapon X's adamantium claw still apparent. The patient enters asystole and Zander screams for assistance as he uses electrical paddles to try to revive him. The patient has flat lines and Zander continues to shock him determined not to lose the patient. 'It's been forty minutes Dr. Rice its time to let him go' came a voice over the intercom into the room.

'Damn' growls Zander as he walks away from the body revealing it to be a gigantic green man with pointed ears obviously a mutant.

The door swings open as Zander enters Dr. Martin Sutter's office. 'I need more specimens that last one gave out after a week, this time try and get some who can survive the bonding process' lectured Zander.

'Thank you for the rude interruption Dr. Rice have you met Dr. Sarah Kinney, she is one of the leading authorities on mutations in genetics' said Sutter as he motioned to the beautiful woman who sat across from him, Rice gave her an offhand gesture as he contorted his face into a forced smile before he stared back at Sutter. 'Dr Kinney has had great success in mapping the mutant genome.'

'Okay I don't know what your getting at but we need more samples' ordered Zander.

'Let me spell this out for you Rice…I've hired Dr. Kinney to take the lead in their current project.' Said Sutter with his usual coldness.

'What?' asked Zander who was shocked and clearly upset 'Could I talk to you in private please Martin'. Kinney takes the hint and exits the room for a few seconds.

Dr. Sutter explains 'Dr. Kinney can provide you with a new specimen, perhaps even the original specimen. She plans to build a viable clone embryo from the genetic sample from the original Weapon X.'

'I want you to bring her up to speed on the project and provide her with all the information, help and resources she needs to work' orders Sutter.

Zander sulks for a few seconds before storming out of the door passing Kinney on his way 'Welcome to the team' he growls as she follows him down the corridor with a sly smile.

'We have unlimited funding and resources and no political or legal restraints on our work. Unfortunately we have to remain secluded from the outside world to avoid any information leaks about any of the work that we do.' Informed Sutter as he gave Kinney a guided tour of the labs.

'How have you managed to get around all the government and UN regulations about this kind of stuff?' asked Kinney, she didn't really care she just knew that this work was important and that was the sort of question Sutter was expecting.

'Don't worry about that Dr Kinney, I just want you to make sure you're morally comfortable with the work you will be doing' lectured Sutter.

'Dr Sutter I can assure you I am only interested in the science but you should maybe think about having a word with Dr Rice he doesn't seem to happy with my arrival' said Kinney who wants everything to be running smoothly.

'You have to forgive Zander, this entire project was built on biological samples which Zander's father dies to protect, I have brought him up since then and taught him the science his father loved it just is going to take him a little time to get use to sharing control' answered Sutter as he lost his calm exterior for a couple of seconds.

'I don't care about the little family dramas you may suffer, I'm here for the science. I just want to make a final point I wasn't asking you to handle him for my sake, I can handle myself and I've dealt with much worse then him in my life' said Kinney with a shudder as she remembered her father's shadow looming over her bed from the doorway, the smell of drink wafting from his breath as he slowly moved towards her.

Meanwhile Rice finishes reading Kinney's top secret file including the case of sexual abuse brought upon her father when she was a child before she dropped the charges 'Daddy's girl' he growls coldly as he drops the file back into the filing cabinet.

…

'It seems like it is improbable that we will have a viable sample in the next twenty years' continued Kinney as she gave a presentation to the heads of the board. 'The Y chromosome is damaged much further then anything I have ever seen. It is made even worse by the Weapon X mutation which is like nothing we've seen.'

'This isn't good enough Doctor, we put our faith in you for the past four years and now you tell us that you can't do it, what of X-3?' asked one of the board with a tone in his voice that told Sarah he was not a general to be messed with.

'X-4 unfortunately could not go to term. The damage on its Y chromosome was still to great' informed Kinney as she showed a slide on the projector of the mutated foetus. 'You have to understand the problem, in twenty years main stream science will have problems cloning cats this is infinitely more difficult. Every code we repair there seems to be a million that are un reparable so we are forced to guess and fill in the gaps at this rate it could take a long time to create an exact clone.'

'Doctor Kinney this isn't good enough you have one week to show some progress or the control of the project will go back to Dr Rice' informed Sutter as he straightened up his files and stood up from his seat, Rice sat behind him smiling smugly.

Sarah sighed to herself as she decided to give the idea that had been playing in her mind an airing in the real world 'The Y-chromosome is damaged to greatly but what if we copied the X chromosome twice and create a female specimen, she wouldn't be exactly what you want but for all intents and purposes she would be a clone.'

'We want a weapon not a Barbie doll' shouted Rice as he stood up angrily.

'Please doctor Rice' said Sutter as he motioned for him to sit 'I agree with Dr Rice, you knew what you signed up for and we will here no more of this nonsense.'

…

X-23 continues to read out loud to the now growing crowd of mutants 'I continued the work on creating a female clone secretly, working on the main project by day and my own by night. I never thought of you as a person I never gave you a second thought I just thought I was making a weapon, I never allowed myself to think I was creating something real…a life…a child…I was wrong to think this way.'

…

'You directly disobeyed my orders and proceeded with this venture…your time with this project is over' informed Sutter as he sat in his office with Rice and Kinney as she told them of her success.

'I have created a viable X-gene positive specimen, this solves your problems. The way I see it is you either take this or you spend the next twenty years trying to create a male one when you have the chance to move on now with X-23' informed Sarah as she threw the file containing the information on the desk. Sutter paused thinking for a second before he spoke.

'Proceed' was his only word.

'But sir' cried Rice before he was silenced.

'Rice find a surrogate mother to carry the child to term' was Sutter's order, Rice nodded and scowled as he left the room.

That night the door of Sarah's room slid over as a shadow cast over her face, Sarah sat bolt upright as if waking from some terrible nightmare only to come face to face with Rice. 'What do you want?' she demanded to know.

'A surrogate mother for your freak' smiled Rice smugly.

'That still doesn't answer my question, what are you doing here?' she asked getting angry at what se thought he was suggesting. 'I didn't agree to play Mommy in this little experiment.'

'If you don't your experiment is dead in the water it wont continue, the department is hanging on a thread as we speak. The powers that be just need one good reason to pull the plug so it's either you or years of your life down the toilet' laughed Zander evilly.

…

'I then became part of the experiment, being poked, prodded and observed daily. I was hooked to machines and being constantly monitored as the pregnancy progresses. My life was dictated by physicians, psychologists and military strategists.' Zander and Sutter watch as a clearly pregnant Sarah reads "The Art of War".

'they weren't always watching though' explains Sarah in her letter 'When they weren't always looking though, I read Pinocchio aloud to you when you were in my womb. If you cant remember Pinocchio longs to be a real person and not just a marionette whose strings are pulled by others. The Blue Fairy tells him he will be real when he deserves to be and he asks what he must do.'

…

Zander snaps on a pair of surgical gloves as Sarah lies in stirrups during the delivery. 'That's it Mommy just a little further and we'll have it'.

The baby finally emerges and begins to cry as the medical staff and Zander quickly take her from the room.

'Please bring back my baby' begs Sarah as she is left alone in the room, she brings her knees up to her chest and cries in despair.

…

'As I grew up and was put through hell I always believed it was my fault I had done something. I thought everyone got what they deserved maybe I was right' read X-23 aloud.

X-23 pauses and looks at the group surrounding her 'What else does it say?' asks Bobby.

'That's it' says X-23 'excuse me I want to be alone…even from you Logan' said X-23 as she closed her bedroom door leaving the other mutants staring at the pine door.

She sinks slowly to the floor holding her knees as she looks at the last line of the letter wondering why she kept it a secret from the others 'Initially I asked you to forgive me for what I did. Through writing this letter I have relived the events that transpired and so I ask you not to forgive me, don't forgive me or anyone else involved in the project neve forgive them. Ever'.

The End