Disclaimer: I own nothing pertaining to X - men or any of its affiliates I
do on the other hand own my character Wolf
Author's notes: this is a neat little story I thought up while searching online for something to read . funny huh.
Family Forgotten
Chapter 1: Alone!
My life is pretty dismal. Its funny I'm still sane after all this time, for someone to spend this much time alone in the wilderness would drive them mad but to tell you the truth I kind of like it like this I've only been out here most of my life. My name is Jack Howlett some people call me "Wolf", I live in the wilderness of British Colombia, Canada. As far as I can remember I will be 100 years old in the year of 2003, you would never guess because I only look like I'm about 30 or so. I have been alone most of my life running away from my adoptive parents when I was only seven, my real mother was murdered when I was two by some man in a fight with another man back at the mine where I was born those many years ago. If you're wondering how I've ended up this way it's not because of some freak accident or no I didn't discover the fountain of youth, it's because of my mutant traits passed on through my father to me. I have done some reading on my condition it is caused by a gene in the DNA called the X- gene. It is a mutant gene usually manifesting and giving the person some random ability starting around puberty, like heightened senses or the ability to walk through walls and that sort of thing. This time it changed my body like so many others not what was on the outside but on the inside giving me razor sharp bone claws that extend out of my forearm, that due to mutated arm muscles, I can retract willing leaving no trace of them behind. My other traits include animal senses and heightened strength, not to mention my claws and healing ability. I have heard some people talk about another person with my same traits and how a disaster crippled him mentally as he fled to the woods to cover his many mistakes and live out his life in peace. I have talked to many of the older workers at the mining site over my lifetime and found that my mother Rose was killed by this tormented man, oddly enough bearing the same genetic traits as my own. He was in a fight with another man from his troubled past who attacked my mother and my mother got attacked in the crossfire. I needed to find this man for he was the ticket to my one question, who is my father, since he was a friend to my mother he may know my father, and the possibility of his whereabouts.
I left my little hut in the small mountainous region just inside the B.C border near the city of Grande Prairie Alberta, and walked out into a cold March morning only packing a thin sweater and a few packs of matches. Living this long out here I've found that learning to survive is highly essential. I was out to check my traps and do some tracking to find some deer meat to last me possibly another month or so until spring breakup in early April then I could find harder to gather items. I walked along the paths that I have made over the past few years and listened for the sounds of a struggle I leapt up in to an open pine and peered below to find a young stag, only a yearling, caught in one of my snags. Looking down at him I wondered if I should let him go but then I noticed that he had been there for at least ten to fifteen hours by the badly cut hind let that was in my trap. With that kind of wound he wouldn't survive any longer that a few weeks before infection would set in and he would die, or there was another scenario. I could smell the sweet aroma of blood in the air and noticed it would have to be his leg so then there would be wolves after him in no time flat leaving him to be prey and eventually come to the same end. I slinked down the tree and silently moved on him, in his panicked rush he didn't even notice me coming up from behind until it was too late. I leapt at him using one of my claws to slash his neck on the way by, I then headed behind him and cut the glands out so it wouldn't stale the meat. Picking up the 700Lbs carcass I headed back to the hut for skinning and to cook and early dinner. Those two miles to my home are pretty hard as it always is in the mountains, I've gotten used to moving back and forth all the time so it is getting easier all the time to walk, but that doesn't change anything when you are packing another 700Lbs on your back. I walked along a ravine that would take me directly to my front doorstep, one of many along the way, and then out of the blue I heard it. It was loud and moving quickly toward me, out of the corner of my eye I saw a small blip but with a bright accent behind it, it was a rocket. Where did it come from, I could see a plane anywhere? Running, the rocket collided with the forest to the side of me leveling nearly a square acre of forest behind me as the shockwave pushed me forward into the snow under my feet. Getting up I noticed three men on the horizon with guns, another four approaching from the north. Leaping into the forest I ran hoping to make it back to my hut and that they wouldn't find me there. Leaving the ground I went to the trees leaping from tree to tree with surprising speed and agility, from there I ran following the trees into a clearing. I left the trees to be welcomed but the smell of steel but where could it have been coming from I couldn't see or hear anything, just then it hit me (literally) only then revealing its image to the world. I had run into the fuselage of an attack helicopter specially outfitted to carry a small contingent of people. Getting up off the ground I was surrounded by four men each holding an M-16 assault rifle and having a Colt 9mm as a side arm, getting ready fro the worst I unsheathed my claws and prepared for the shit to hit the fan. They came at me all at once hoping to hit me in the head with the butts of their rifles, the first I impaled him and sent him into the one in front of me. The two beside me, I spun around and slit their throats. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my right shoulder as I turned around to find that the one soldier that only got knocked down was holding a dart gun, then is when I felt the drug taking effect. Man that was quick, blacking out is a neat experience because all goes quiet then it goes dark, almost like a movie.
All that I remember is that I was being flown somewhere by the same men that were after me in the forest, in the same chopper that I ran into. Everything else was pretty well blank; I awoke to find myself in a steel room, no windows and only one door in and out. There was a bed against the wall with a change of clothes and a plate of food. Eating the food I started to look for a way out, finding the creases to the doors I figured I could pull them open but there was nothing to grab on to, ejecting my claws I tried cutting through the doors but all I did was leave deep scratches hardly even affecting the metal. Giving up I slept in the corner with my head in my lap keeping an ear open for any changes in the room. It was getting warm in there so I stripped off my jacket and heavier over pants that left me shirtless wearing a pair deer hide pants and my moccasins, I never really had the money to buy clothes so I asked favors of the elder native women around the mine to make me some better clothes I would just have to bring them meat and the skins for their efforts. It must have been about three to four hours before I heard the door begin to open to my little room, lifting my head I found that there were two men in white lab coats coming in the question was why. The two men were unarmed and paying heavy attention to what I was doing, slowly I extended my claws out hand by hand and they didn't seem afraid at all, there went my plan of intimidation. They started to talk amongst themselves and I was able to pick up most of it, but it was a bit edgy. They were talking of another and some sort of similar procedure and how I was different from the other. They made reference to my speed, agility, and stealth not even mentioning my claws. I also heard something about the name weapon X and why it was important to have me, just then three men with rifles walked in and I immediately stood up to stop their oncoming attack, as I was about to slash out at them I was brought to my knees by a huge electrical jolt running through my spine. I looked up to find one of the whites coats was holding a controller.
"Neural implant, so if you make any unwanted movements you will get a nice little zap," he explained walking out of the room leaving the three guys to pick me up and drag me to another room, that's when I blacked out again.
I woke up long enough to find myself in some sort of vertical tank having hoses strung all over the place and myself in suspension, water all around and I could hear nothing outside of the tank then I was out again. I don't remember much about the last few hours, but one thing was for sure that there was a lot of pain I ached from head to toe I was probably going through some sort of operation and they didn't bother using anesthetic. Even though my body heals quickly it still takes time on the larger stuff taking about a day to finish healing completely. I awoke to find myself on the bed in my room, a meal on the stand and my head pounding from all of the drugs they had injected through me to keep control of my body. Trying to sit up was a struggle my body felt as if it weighed about 300Lbs, that wasn't right. Maybe it was the drugs that were still in my system that were doing it I really don't know but I practically couldn't move off of that bed. I looked around to the meal on the stand to find they left no utensils this time, extending my claws I was raked with sudden pain as steel blades shot out of my arm. Retracting four of my six I cut my food and allowed my pain to subside, my bone ones had disappeared and I was left with these metal ones in place of them that left the question "what else had they done to me?" Standing up I was out of balance due to my added weight, I let my tail sway back and fourth to help correct it. WAIT A MINUET!!! TAIL!!! When did I get a tail!!! Oh now I was scared, if someone had enough balls to chase me down in the middle of a forest and then haul my ass out to some building and give me metal claws and a tail they must be insane or fairly determined. Stepping around a bit I felt uncomfortable, my joints were all stiff from sitting too long, that meant I could have been out for days or even weeks if this was happening. The good thing was that I kept all the clothing that came with me; they hadn't bothered to take it away when they drug me off to the tank. Behind me the door opened and a dark figure in a lab coat walked in holding a remote and a syringe.
"Ah Weapon X I see you have awakened, he said putting the syringe in a holster on his belt.
"Who are you and what have you done to me?"
` "Oh nothing much Weapon X just a few upgrades, surprising enough you are only the second person to receive those upgrades, the weapon X before you didn't receive the tail for he was already well balanced for his abilities,"
"Oh really and what do these upgrades amount to?"
"Your skeleton has been coated in a liquid metal called adamantium when solidified it is virtually indestructible, your bone claws were also coated in the same metal. Your eyes have been altered giving you night vision but that leaves you with a side effect,"
"What is that?"
"Your eyes now look like you have two chrome spheres in place of them, so passing for human is virtually impossible. Your tail is similar to that of a large cat, giving you much better balance than that of a normal human or mutant," the man explained.
"So basically you have turned me into some sort of freak show,"
"No we built you to suit our needs and that is all, you belong to us!"
"I don't think so buddy," I said leaping at him, I quickly slashed his right hand off as I pushed to get by him.
He fell back to the floor in pain as I dove over him but not without stabbing me with the needle he was holding first. I dashed about the complex slashing through doors hoping to catch the scent of fresh air so it could lead me to the exit of this hellhole. I passed through about twenty different corridors before I found what I was looking for, it was a large vent but it went directly to the outside. Slashing through I leapt up and started to smell my way around the vents, it was a search but I soon found the source of the lovely scent. Kicking the panel out I found myself about thirty feet up off the ground with an ice covered lake below me, I decided to jump and hope for the best the evening air should have covered my escape. I hit the surface hard and the ice quickly let go below me. The lake water must have only been just above freezing because it was cold almost numbing and me being only in a pair of pants and moccasins didn't help either. Giving myself about thirty feet of distance before clawing through to the surface I ran the rest of the way to shore. I cut wood and built a hut and fire hoping that they wouldn't see me from their stations. This part of the country I was not familiar with then again I could be in the states down in their Rocky Mountains by now. Letting myself dry by the fire I fell asleep and waited for morning when I would have to find some sort of civilization to give me some indication of where I was.
I awoke to find it bright outside which bothered my new eyes. I walked into the forest and it was fairly warm out being a nice 10 degrees Celsius or so, smothering what was left of my fire I left heading West following distant scents and hoping they could lead me somewhere. I kept at a good pace doing about six or seven miles an hour just to leave some energy in reserve. Within about five hours or so I stumbled upon a highway with cars moving for miles to come, I found a few different trucks to be moving along the way and I was quick to stumble upon a grocery truck heading my way. Timing my jump right I landed on the roof just as he drove past me, I used my claws to etch a hole in the room and enter from above. Unfortunately the truck was carrying only cooled goods like meat and fries, but looking harder I found about half a dozen crates holding other goods like fruit, cheese, and milk. I ate quickly knowing the truck could stop at any time and I didn't need a conflict; heading out on top I sat down and waited for the nearest town to come up using my claws as anchor points I fell asleep. I don't know why my body required so much sleep lately maybe my body was fighting something that I contracted something back in that lab. Waking up again the truck had stopped at some sort of motel for the night, this gave me a chance to get away and find out where I was. Walking down what appeared to be the main street of the town I stumbled upon a clothing store in which I soon broke into and got myself a clean and complete change of clothes, to cover my tail I wrapped it around my waist and used it like a belt, as for my eyes I snagged a pair of sunglasses on the way out. It didn't take me very long to find a gas station where I could ask for directions. The woman behind the till was a slim blonde with brown eyes and delicate hands, she could easily work the till as someone like me would have a pretty hard time hitting all the right keys.
"Hello there how is your evening sir," she asked.
"Fine thank you, could tell me what place this is I was asleep when I arrived,"
"Oh this place, this is Milk River,"
"You mean in Southern Alberta?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said suspiciously. "Why are you wearing those sunglasses it's the middle of the night,"
"I have an eye condition and you wouldn't like what you would see,"
"Oh really now, I've seen a lot of gross things and they haven't bothered me one bit," she told me coming out from behind the counter.
"You haven't seen anything like this before trust me,"
"Oh yeah try me,"
"Promise you won't scream?"
"I promise,"
"How are you around mutants?" I asked her backing up a bit.
"I'm comfortable with them because one of my best friends is a mutant and she now lives in New York with a few others," she told me.
"What are her abilities?" I asked intrigued.
"She's only a telepathic and a mild psychic,"
"Really, well I have a healing ability and an adamantium skeleton, not to mention my heightened senses, night vision eyes, and these." I continued throwing my claws out and taking off my sunglasses.
"HOLY SHIT!!! You were born like that?"
"No, just recently I was taken captive and somebody gave me these "enhancements"," I told her uncoiling my tail.
"So what were you born with?"
"My claws, which were bone before, my senses and my healing factor," I told her she seemed quite stunned that I would be telling her all of this.
"Where do you come from?"
"A small mining community in B.C and yourself?"
"I come from Washington DC where my friend was from before moving to New York, to the academy," she told me.
"What brought you out here?" I asked seeming a bit curious.
"Oh I have family around here and it is nice to go to a Canadian school because there are a lot fewer students allowing for more alone time,"
"Sounds like you made the right choice. I don't want to hold you up so I will be on my way thank you for the chat,"
"Your welcome, maybe I will see you around here again,"
"Maybe," I said leaving the store head out East towards the long journey ahead.
Author's notes: this is a neat little story I thought up while searching online for something to read . funny huh.
Family Forgotten
Chapter 1: Alone!
My life is pretty dismal. Its funny I'm still sane after all this time, for someone to spend this much time alone in the wilderness would drive them mad but to tell you the truth I kind of like it like this I've only been out here most of my life. My name is Jack Howlett some people call me "Wolf", I live in the wilderness of British Colombia, Canada. As far as I can remember I will be 100 years old in the year of 2003, you would never guess because I only look like I'm about 30 or so. I have been alone most of my life running away from my adoptive parents when I was only seven, my real mother was murdered when I was two by some man in a fight with another man back at the mine where I was born those many years ago. If you're wondering how I've ended up this way it's not because of some freak accident or no I didn't discover the fountain of youth, it's because of my mutant traits passed on through my father to me. I have done some reading on my condition it is caused by a gene in the DNA called the X- gene. It is a mutant gene usually manifesting and giving the person some random ability starting around puberty, like heightened senses or the ability to walk through walls and that sort of thing. This time it changed my body like so many others not what was on the outside but on the inside giving me razor sharp bone claws that extend out of my forearm, that due to mutated arm muscles, I can retract willing leaving no trace of them behind. My other traits include animal senses and heightened strength, not to mention my claws and healing ability. I have heard some people talk about another person with my same traits and how a disaster crippled him mentally as he fled to the woods to cover his many mistakes and live out his life in peace. I have talked to many of the older workers at the mining site over my lifetime and found that my mother Rose was killed by this tormented man, oddly enough bearing the same genetic traits as my own. He was in a fight with another man from his troubled past who attacked my mother and my mother got attacked in the crossfire. I needed to find this man for he was the ticket to my one question, who is my father, since he was a friend to my mother he may know my father, and the possibility of his whereabouts.
I left my little hut in the small mountainous region just inside the B.C border near the city of Grande Prairie Alberta, and walked out into a cold March morning only packing a thin sweater and a few packs of matches. Living this long out here I've found that learning to survive is highly essential. I was out to check my traps and do some tracking to find some deer meat to last me possibly another month or so until spring breakup in early April then I could find harder to gather items. I walked along the paths that I have made over the past few years and listened for the sounds of a struggle I leapt up in to an open pine and peered below to find a young stag, only a yearling, caught in one of my snags. Looking down at him I wondered if I should let him go but then I noticed that he had been there for at least ten to fifteen hours by the badly cut hind let that was in my trap. With that kind of wound he wouldn't survive any longer that a few weeks before infection would set in and he would die, or there was another scenario. I could smell the sweet aroma of blood in the air and noticed it would have to be his leg so then there would be wolves after him in no time flat leaving him to be prey and eventually come to the same end. I slinked down the tree and silently moved on him, in his panicked rush he didn't even notice me coming up from behind until it was too late. I leapt at him using one of my claws to slash his neck on the way by, I then headed behind him and cut the glands out so it wouldn't stale the meat. Picking up the 700Lbs carcass I headed back to the hut for skinning and to cook and early dinner. Those two miles to my home are pretty hard as it always is in the mountains, I've gotten used to moving back and forth all the time so it is getting easier all the time to walk, but that doesn't change anything when you are packing another 700Lbs on your back. I walked along a ravine that would take me directly to my front doorstep, one of many along the way, and then out of the blue I heard it. It was loud and moving quickly toward me, out of the corner of my eye I saw a small blip but with a bright accent behind it, it was a rocket. Where did it come from, I could see a plane anywhere? Running, the rocket collided with the forest to the side of me leveling nearly a square acre of forest behind me as the shockwave pushed me forward into the snow under my feet. Getting up I noticed three men on the horizon with guns, another four approaching from the north. Leaping into the forest I ran hoping to make it back to my hut and that they wouldn't find me there. Leaving the ground I went to the trees leaping from tree to tree with surprising speed and agility, from there I ran following the trees into a clearing. I left the trees to be welcomed but the smell of steel but where could it have been coming from I couldn't see or hear anything, just then it hit me (literally) only then revealing its image to the world. I had run into the fuselage of an attack helicopter specially outfitted to carry a small contingent of people. Getting up off the ground I was surrounded by four men each holding an M-16 assault rifle and having a Colt 9mm as a side arm, getting ready fro the worst I unsheathed my claws and prepared for the shit to hit the fan. They came at me all at once hoping to hit me in the head with the butts of their rifles, the first I impaled him and sent him into the one in front of me. The two beside me, I spun around and slit their throats. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my right shoulder as I turned around to find that the one soldier that only got knocked down was holding a dart gun, then is when I felt the drug taking effect. Man that was quick, blacking out is a neat experience because all goes quiet then it goes dark, almost like a movie.
All that I remember is that I was being flown somewhere by the same men that were after me in the forest, in the same chopper that I ran into. Everything else was pretty well blank; I awoke to find myself in a steel room, no windows and only one door in and out. There was a bed against the wall with a change of clothes and a plate of food. Eating the food I started to look for a way out, finding the creases to the doors I figured I could pull them open but there was nothing to grab on to, ejecting my claws I tried cutting through the doors but all I did was leave deep scratches hardly even affecting the metal. Giving up I slept in the corner with my head in my lap keeping an ear open for any changes in the room. It was getting warm in there so I stripped off my jacket and heavier over pants that left me shirtless wearing a pair deer hide pants and my moccasins, I never really had the money to buy clothes so I asked favors of the elder native women around the mine to make me some better clothes I would just have to bring them meat and the skins for their efforts. It must have been about three to four hours before I heard the door begin to open to my little room, lifting my head I found that there were two men in white lab coats coming in the question was why. The two men were unarmed and paying heavy attention to what I was doing, slowly I extended my claws out hand by hand and they didn't seem afraid at all, there went my plan of intimidation. They started to talk amongst themselves and I was able to pick up most of it, but it was a bit edgy. They were talking of another and some sort of similar procedure and how I was different from the other. They made reference to my speed, agility, and stealth not even mentioning my claws. I also heard something about the name weapon X and why it was important to have me, just then three men with rifles walked in and I immediately stood up to stop their oncoming attack, as I was about to slash out at them I was brought to my knees by a huge electrical jolt running through my spine. I looked up to find one of the whites coats was holding a controller.
"Neural implant, so if you make any unwanted movements you will get a nice little zap," he explained walking out of the room leaving the three guys to pick me up and drag me to another room, that's when I blacked out again.
I woke up long enough to find myself in some sort of vertical tank having hoses strung all over the place and myself in suspension, water all around and I could hear nothing outside of the tank then I was out again. I don't remember much about the last few hours, but one thing was for sure that there was a lot of pain I ached from head to toe I was probably going through some sort of operation and they didn't bother using anesthetic. Even though my body heals quickly it still takes time on the larger stuff taking about a day to finish healing completely. I awoke to find myself on the bed in my room, a meal on the stand and my head pounding from all of the drugs they had injected through me to keep control of my body. Trying to sit up was a struggle my body felt as if it weighed about 300Lbs, that wasn't right. Maybe it was the drugs that were still in my system that were doing it I really don't know but I practically couldn't move off of that bed. I looked around to the meal on the stand to find they left no utensils this time, extending my claws I was raked with sudden pain as steel blades shot out of my arm. Retracting four of my six I cut my food and allowed my pain to subside, my bone ones had disappeared and I was left with these metal ones in place of them that left the question "what else had they done to me?" Standing up I was out of balance due to my added weight, I let my tail sway back and fourth to help correct it. WAIT A MINUET!!! TAIL!!! When did I get a tail!!! Oh now I was scared, if someone had enough balls to chase me down in the middle of a forest and then haul my ass out to some building and give me metal claws and a tail they must be insane or fairly determined. Stepping around a bit I felt uncomfortable, my joints were all stiff from sitting too long, that meant I could have been out for days or even weeks if this was happening. The good thing was that I kept all the clothing that came with me; they hadn't bothered to take it away when they drug me off to the tank. Behind me the door opened and a dark figure in a lab coat walked in holding a remote and a syringe.
"Ah Weapon X I see you have awakened, he said putting the syringe in a holster on his belt.
"Who are you and what have you done to me?"
` "Oh nothing much Weapon X just a few upgrades, surprising enough you are only the second person to receive those upgrades, the weapon X before you didn't receive the tail for he was already well balanced for his abilities,"
"Oh really and what do these upgrades amount to?"
"Your skeleton has been coated in a liquid metal called adamantium when solidified it is virtually indestructible, your bone claws were also coated in the same metal. Your eyes have been altered giving you night vision but that leaves you with a side effect,"
"What is that?"
"Your eyes now look like you have two chrome spheres in place of them, so passing for human is virtually impossible. Your tail is similar to that of a large cat, giving you much better balance than that of a normal human or mutant," the man explained.
"So basically you have turned me into some sort of freak show,"
"No we built you to suit our needs and that is all, you belong to us!"
"I don't think so buddy," I said leaping at him, I quickly slashed his right hand off as I pushed to get by him.
He fell back to the floor in pain as I dove over him but not without stabbing me with the needle he was holding first. I dashed about the complex slashing through doors hoping to catch the scent of fresh air so it could lead me to the exit of this hellhole. I passed through about twenty different corridors before I found what I was looking for, it was a large vent but it went directly to the outside. Slashing through I leapt up and started to smell my way around the vents, it was a search but I soon found the source of the lovely scent. Kicking the panel out I found myself about thirty feet up off the ground with an ice covered lake below me, I decided to jump and hope for the best the evening air should have covered my escape. I hit the surface hard and the ice quickly let go below me. The lake water must have only been just above freezing because it was cold almost numbing and me being only in a pair of pants and moccasins didn't help either. Giving myself about thirty feet of distance before clawing through to the surface I ran the rest of the way to shore. I cut wood and built a hut and fire hoping that they wouldn't see me from their stations. This part of the country I was not familiar with then again I could be in the states down in their Rocky Mountains by now. Letting myself dry by the fire I fell asleep and waited for morning when I would have to find some sort of civilization to give me some indication of where I was.
I awoke to find it bright outside which bothered my new eyes. I walked into the forest and it was fairly warm out being a nice 10 degrees Celsius or so, smothering what was left of my fire I left heading West following distant scents and hoping they could lead me somewhere. I kept at a good pace doing about six or seven miles an hour just to leave some energy in reserve. Within about five hours or so I stumbled upon a highway with cars moving for miles to come, I found a few different trucks to be moving along the way and I was quick to stumble upon a grocery truck heading my way. Timing my jump right I landed on the roof just as he drove past me, I used my claws to etch a hole in the room and enter from above. Unfortunately the truck was carrying only cooled goods like meat and fries, but looking harder I found about half a dozen crates holding other goods like fruit, cheese, and milk. I ate quickly knowing the truck could stop at any time and I didn't need a conflict; heading out on top I sat down and waited for the nearest town to come up using my claws as anchor points I fell asleep. I don't know why my body required so much sleep lately maybe my body was fighting something that I contracted something back in that lab. Waking up again the truck had stopped at some sort of motel for the night, this gave me a chance to get away and find out where I was. Walking down what appeared to be the main street of the town I stumbled upon a clothing store in which I soon broke into and got myself a clean and complete change of clothes, to cover my tail I wrapped it around my waist and used it like a belt, as for my eyes I snagged a pair of sunglasses on the way out. It didn't take me very long to find a gas station where I could ask for directions. The woman behind the till was a slim blonde with brown eyes and delicate hands, she could easily work the till as someone like me would have a pretty hard time hitting all the right keys.
"Hello there how is your evening sir," she asked.
"Fine thank you, could tell me what place this is I was asleep when I arrived,"
"Oh this place, this is Milk River,"
"You mean in Southern Alberta?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said suspiciously. "Why are you wearing those sunglasses it's the middle of the night,"
"I have an eye condition and you wouldn't like what you would see,"
"Oh really now, I've seen a lot of gross things and they haven't bothered me one bit," she told me coming out from behind the counter.
"You haven't seen anything like this before trust me,"
"Oh yeah try me,"
"Promise you won't scream?"
"I promise,"
"How are you around mutants?" I asked her backing up a bit.
"I'm comfortable with them because one of my best friends is a mutant and she now lives in New York with a few others," she told me.
"What are her abilities?" I asked intrigued.
"She's only a telepathic and a mild psychic,"
"Really, well I have a healing ability and an adamantium skeleton, not to mention my heightened senses, night vision eyes, and these." I continued throwing my claws out and taking off my sunglasses.
"HOLY SHIT!!! You were born like that?"
"No, just recently I was taken captive and somebody gave me these "enhancements"," I told her uncoiling my tail.
"So what were you born with?"
"My claws, which were bone before, my senses and my healing factor," I told her she seemed quite stunned that I would be telling her all of this.
"Where do you come from?"
"A small mining community in B.C and yourself?"
"I come from Washington DC where my friend was from before moving to New York, to the academy," she told me.
"What brought you out here?" I asked seeming a bit curious.
"Oh I have family around here and it is nice to go to a Canadian school because there are a lot fewer students allowing for more alone time,"
"Sounds like you made the right choice. I don't want to hold you up so I will be on my way thank you for the chat,"
"Your welcome, maybe I will see you around here again,"
"Maybe," I said leaving the store head out East towards the long journey ahead.