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Chapter 1

Cold.

Mind-numbing cold was all I cold feel as a violent shudder of terror ran through my body. I tried to open my eyes and take a deep breath to calm myself down, but the cold feeling was peircing my body like ice. I tried to process what could possibly be happening and tried to take a deep breath, but the cold feeling became almost unbearble as it began to pierce my skin harder now. I tried to move, but my limbs weren't responding, and I tried to scream out but a sudden rush of water now began to engulf me almost as if I was drowning. Was I drowning? What the hell was happening to me?

I opened my eyes now to find my surroundings were dark. Murky pitch-black to be more precisely, as if I was submerged under water. And it was cold,…freezing cold… Where the hell was I? The sudden smell of blood was the one things I was able to categorize and I immedialty started panicking. Had I harmed someone innocent? Had I lost control of my abilities?

The smell was foul like decomposition and death… The more my senses returned and began to work properly again, the more I know realized the severity of the situation I was actually in. A flash of something bright momentarily blinded me as an unknown wave of agonizing pain now set in. A burst of pain so sharp and agonizing it was like I was being burned alive.

Instantly a wave of panic welled up inside my chest as I let out a blood curdling scream, which didn't help much due to the agonizing pain my body was in, which now allowed the rush of water to fill up in my lungs choking the life out of me as I fought to stay concious now. Keep it together. I thought while trying to will myself to keep calm.

Suddenly the darkness went away now as a bright flash of blinding light now filled my vision which momentarily blinded me, and as my vision gradually welcomed the bright light that surrounded me now, I immediatly took notice of a man walking towards me now.

A man that was at least six feet tall wearing a white lab coat with grey hair and blue eyes that stared at me with evil intensions. "Good morning Logan." He said his voice deep with age. "Or should I say, good morning Weapon X?"

At that moment, I had lost all control of my emotions, and immediatly could feel my senses going heywire at the mention of the codename Weapon X. Despite the horrible pain my body was in, I gave out one final howl and sat bolt right up out of the water as my vision now began to shift. My heart was pounding painfully in my chest against my ribcage pounding so hard that I was terrified it was going to burst out of me and my healing factor would fail me.

With heavy breaths expelling from my lungs as I tried to control my frantic breathing, I then looked around to find with a sweet wave of relief that I was still inside the safety of the School and not in some sort of containment unit being held down or under water which ment that it was all a dream, but then again was it really just nothing but a dream?

Shaking my head as I laid back down and rested my head against the comforts of the pillows on my bed, I now realised as I felt the oh-too framilliar sting of my adimatium claws emerging from my skin that whatever it was that had happened to me definetly was not a dream, but harsh reality. One that as hard as I tried couldn't remember anything about.

By the time the sun had rose in the sky I was wide awake and exausted. Weak and drained as I pulled myself out of bed and threw on a pair of jeans and a white tank-top. A few minutes later, a wave of nausia now suddenly set in as I descended the stairs to the lower floors of the mansion. Never knowing what it was to experience a sick day in my life, I was now panicked and somewhat anxious to suddenly find myself afflicted with the unexplained and concerning loss of my healing abilities now.

Don't panic! I silently scoulded myself. It's probabbly due to the nightmare from last night. Just don't get yourself injured and you'll be fine. Shaking my head I knew somehow that I was lying to myself as I struggled to convince myself that it would all pass in time. after all, excruciating pain was all my body knew. Weither it was emotional pain from the loss of a loved one or physical pain such as getting injured on the field of battle, It was all I had ever known.

Pausing briefly at the bottom of the staircase as I observed the empty corridor stretching out before me. Breakfast had already been served and for most had finished hours ago, meaning that most of the students had since dispersed into their various classrooms by the time I cautiously came to enter the kitchen a moment later, not even realising the audible sound of footsteps that echoed across the varnished tiled floor as somebody entered purposefully behind me. "Everything alright? It was Storm's voice who spoke with a gentle lace of concern. She aimed a condescending look in my direction as I turned to look at her. "Rough night I'm guessing?" She asked as I slowly nodded. "So? what else is new?" I responded resentfully as I reached into the fridge for a bottle of beer and now struggled to tear the cap off.

"Need any help with that?" Storm asked as I shook my head despite the shimmering glass slipping continually through my fingers as I continued to struggle with it. "I can manage!" I snapped as frustration began to show in my voice now. Suddenly a stabbing throbbing pain cut into my hand as I sliced my finger on the jagged metal cap, almost losing grip of the bottle entirely. "Shit!" I gasped as a line of blood now began to flow causing a wave of panic to fill up within me.

"Are you alright?" Storm was immediatly at my side now as she made a grab for my bleeding hand but I shook it away. "I'm fine!" I snarled in response. "It's just a cut, it'll heal!" I knew my temper was flaring and I knew I was being harsh but at this moment all I wanted was to be left alone.

"Will you be joining us for your session in the Danger Room later?" Storm asked after a brief moment of silence.

"Maybe." I replied vaguely, as I now heard the sounds of her footsteps reluctantly walking away and the sudden silence became an almost immediate relief to my throbbing hand.

The sense of calmness didn't last long however, as with sudden jolt of sharp pain to my finger made me look down to see the line of blood growing bigger and oozing from the raw flesh of the wound. An unfamiliar terror immediately struck me as I realised with shaky breaths expelling from my chest as I began to panic that something was wrong. Why the hell am I not healing? What the hell is happening to me?

I know this is probably short, and I promise the chapters will be much longer depending on the feedback that I recieve, so I hope that you enjoy this and as always please review!