Enter The Final Generation
Disclaimer X-men in no way belong to me.
Back story
This is a sequel to No Regrets by TwicetheRogue, to better understand this story please read No regrets first.
Thanks to TwicetheRogue for allowing me to use no regrets as a backstory, and for allowing myself to adopt Akira Lee into this Story.
Chapter One
Couldn't the girl have waited a few more miles? Thought Logan ran a hand through his hair as he stood waiting at the gas station. Of course, he would never say such a thing to her face, his daughter being one of the very few people who could twist him to do what they wanted him to do. He could never say no to her.
As if on cue, the station doors, swung open and the young mutant came out, herself running a hand through her long black hair. Akira Lee, without a shadow of a doubt, was a babe, and a deadly one at that. Dressed in boots and leather pants, with a red tank top and leather jacket, she smiled as she swung her leg over the seat of the motorcycle and slipped on her helmet and looked at Logan.
You coming Uncle L?
Logan grunted and nodded, slipping his own helmet onto his head. He had never actually told Akira that he was her father. She had been raised thinking that the Cajun was her father, and that was the way, Logan had decided all those years ago, it would stay. And it was thanks to his psychic blocks resulting from his Weapon X days that had stopped her from finding out the truth via her Telepathy.
He was Uncle L, and he was happy with that.
Race ya Came another message, as Akira slowly sped off, Bet ya can't beat me
Logan grunted and began to follow her, if she was betting, it meant she knew she was going to win, damn her precognitive powers. As he thought this, his mind flew back years to when he had first met the child, and remembered how the kid had seen the death of her mother.
Sweet Jubilation Lee.
As he slowly caught up with her, his mind flew back to the present, and to why they were returning. His mind, had being deteriorating for years now, and he could tell it wouldn't be long before he lost his sanity completely and became a savage thing. Only one man could help, and that was Charlie, and that was the reason they were returning after all this time.
Not that Akira knew this, she just thought they were finally going home now her classes had finished.
Was she really eighteen years old now? Had he really raised her for fifteen years?
He shrugged the feelings off as he noticed her in front, looking back, coaxing him to play the game.
Logan smiled, and sped up. Sure she may have seen her win, but Logan wasn't gonna be subject to fate.
Akira gasped as her Uncle sped past her in a blur.
Nope, Fate had no hold over Logan.