Disclaimer: I don't own any of the X-men characters used in this story. I only own my original character Liz Blake.
A/N: Oddly enough, I've posted this story up before and then took it off and forgot about it. So I'm reposting it, and I have also rewrote some parts and even added things so it should be better.
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Coal black eyes glared at the young girl through the thick glass they hid behind, "I'm sorry to inform you Mrs. Blake," The doctor said in a annoyingly high voice as he turned to a rather chunky woman with bright red curly hair, "Your daughter is a mutant."
"Mommy?" The girl whispered her voice laced with fear.
"W-What?" The woman, obviously shaken, glanced at her daughter then back to the doctor, "A-a mutant? Are you sure doctor?"
The doctor nodded, "Positive. She contains the X-gene."
"Mommy?" The girl whispered a little louder as tears welled up in her dark blue eyes.
"Be quiet, Liz!" The woman snapped causing the girl to cringe and drop her eyes to the floor, "What can we do to help her?"
"There's nothing you can do," He squinted his eyes as he looked over the clipboard he was holding, "But I do know of a place you can send her… if things prove to be to much of a problem."
The woman nodded, "I can't have a mutant in my home." She scowled glaring at the girl who was now silently crying.
-20 Years Later-
A blue and black sports bike roared up the mansion's front driveway and came to a squealing stop. The rider, clad in a black leather jacket, black pants, and a black helmet, climbed off as he pulled off his helmet and dropped it on the seat of the bike. Running a hand through his hair he climbed the stairs up to the main door of the mansion and went inside.
"Any luck in finding the girl, Logan?" A man in a wheelchair asked as Logan entered the kitchen.
Logan scowled, "Does it look like it, Chuck?" He growled narrowing his eyes.
Xavier sighed tenting his hands under his chin, "Well in any case, I need your help with locating another mutant." He said watching Logan saunter across the kitchen to the refrigerator.
"Isn' that what Cerebro's for?" Logan quirked an eyebrow as he opened the 'fridge and pulled out a bottle of water.
"Yes," Xavier nodded, "That's how I found that this mutant existed. It is finding it and helping it escape is what I need help with."
Logan narrowed his eyes as he finished off the last of his water, "Where exactly is this mutant, Chuck?" He asked then ran a hand across his mouth wiping the remains of the water away.
"Canada, in Hydra headquarters."
"What!?" Logan growled crushing the bottle in his hand, "How long has the kid been there for?"
"From the research I've done, approximately 20 years."
Logan dropped the bottle as he walked out of the kitchen, anger written across his face as clearly as the sun shines on a cloudless summer day.
"Where are you going?" Xavier called after him as he followed.
"I got to speak with Fury." Logan grunted not even slowing his pace as he walked out the front door slamming it behind him.
Xavier sighed; he knew Logan wouldn't come back empty handed from this mission.
-S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters, Nick Fury's Office-
"You wanted to speak with me, Logan?" The man called Nick Fury gestured for Logan to sit down. He had streaks of gray through his brown hair. He had known Logan since WWII and he silently envied Logan for his mutant gene that gave him his healing factor. He clamped a cigar between his teeth, adjusted his eye patch a bit and stared at the man before him who hadn't changed much, if at all, since the day he met him.
Logan shook his head declining the offer, "Heard Hydra has 'nother mutant kid locked up there." He growled.
Fury blinked, his face remaining emotionless, "You know I have no say in what they do there." He frowned lighting his cigar and took a drag.
"Look Fury," Logan snapped clenching his fists at his sides, "They've had this kid up there fer twenty years, how Chuck found this out I don't know, but I'm not gonna stand here as they torture another mutant fer there sick amusement."
Fury tapped the end of his cigar on the ashtray nonchalantly, "You can't save everyone." He looked back up at Logan who had a seriously pissed expression, "I can't help you Logan." He said sternly.
Logan's eye twitched, but he knew Fury had his reasons whatever they were. He turned reaching for the doorknob, "See ya 'round, Fury." He grunted walking out the door.
It was about an hour later when Logan stopped for gas, as he filled the tank of his bike a familiar scent caught his attention. He sniffed the air and turned around finding X-23 standing about two feet away from him.
"Kid?" He asked startled.
X-23 narrowed her eyes, "You're going to Hydra, aren't you?"
"I think the question here is, where the Hell have ya been?" He growled putting the lid back on his bike, "I looked everywhere fer ya that night, kid!"
"I had to leave," She growled, "Now are you going to Hydra or not?"
He hesitated briefly, "Yes."
"Then take me with you."
Logan's eyes widened in surprise, "You want to go back?"
"I have unfinished business with them." X-23 stated evenly, her eyes shining with anger and revenge.
"No way," Logan shook his head, "I'm not taking you with me." He then climbed on his bike and started the engine.
"Then you're never gonna find her." She shouted over the roar of the engine as it quieted down to a low rumble.
"How-?" Logan started but was cut off.
"I know who you're looking for," She narrowed her eyes, "Her name is Crimson. You'll never find her without me."
Logan sighed in defeat, "Hop on."
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