Disclaimer: Dudes, as IF I own any of these characters. Except Lori. She's
all mine. And Lori's dad, stupid bum, and basically anything to do with
Lori's past life before the X-men. I own that. Except Sydney. I don't own
that. That's a BIG place, I don't think I could afford that. Lol.
A/N: first of all Lori's power is NOT to be able to look at bright things without getting hurt. All those ppl that sent me reviews that flamed it and said that's a stupid power, use your mind you dolts!!
Think about what bright light does to retinas when its THAT close. It burns them. Think before you flame me next time people. Her eyesight should've been completely burned, but it wasn't. How? You ask, read and find out.
Oh, by the way, thank you Starr2 for you NICE review, everyone else flamed me. Lol. ***
Lori gasped in shock.
"What- you mean..." she looked blankly ahead for a few moments, then turned back to the nurse. "You're serious, aren't you?"
The woman nodded sympathetically. "It's not all that bad. I mean, now there are treatments that the army offers to help get rid of mutations. Some of the experiments can be quite extreme, but I'm sure it's worth it in the-,"
Lori cut her off. "What do you mean, 'treatments?'" she asked. "There isn't anything wrong with me." The nurse was still nodding, trying to pretend that she knew what Lori was going through.
"I thought you might feel that way, but trust me, there is something wrong with you and the rest of your kind. You shouldn't have that sort of curse. There are ways that that curse can be lifted, if you just give the army a chance..." when the woman saw the flat out refusal, she sighed. "Look, Lori. I had hoped you would come peacefully, but if you wont, then I'll have to force you. I'm sorry to have to do this." She grabbed Lori's arm with a steel grip.
Lori sat there, paralyzed. She was afraid of what the nurse would do. The nurse reached out behind her, and when she brought the hand out to be in front of her, it was holding a needle, full of a nauseating green liquid. Before Lori could move, the nurse had jabbed it into her arm and then all Lori felt was darkness.
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When she woke up, it was thanks to a deep male voice talking. "I'll need two vaults of adamantium, plus the tools and sedatives by the end of the hour. I want to start operating on this one immediately, and to make sure she doesn't turn out like the last one." Lori coughed, catching his attention. "Ahh," he said, his southern accent getting on her nerves. "Our young Jackal has woken up." Shaking her head to clear it, Lori looked him over. He was a middle-aged overweight man in military grab. "Who are you?" Lori said. "Why'd you call me Jackal?" Looking around, she also asked, "Where am I?"
He laughed an annoying southern accented laugh. "For starters, you are in an American high security army base. I am Colonel William Stryker, and I'm the one that's going to be operating on you today." Lori's eyes widened as she heard this and she started to struggle against the restraints that she had only just noticed.
He continued. "The reason I called you Jackal is that, you are going to be my latest experiment." Seeing her puzzled look, he explained. "You have a certain mutant power that makes it possible to operate on you. Every other person I've tried it on has died. Except two, but they ended up trying to take each other out in the end anyway. Wolverine is still alive, but Deathstryke... she was an unfortunate case." He looked sad for about, a second before he went on. "Anyway, your mutant power is regeneration, which makes it possible for us to operate on you, because you heal so quickly from basically anything we throw at you. You see, what we are going to do, and this is the genius part here; we are going to graft metal onto your skeleton."
He decided not to tell her about the four extractable claws he was giving her also. He had made that mistake with wolverine, and now that his obedience formula that he had used on Deathstryke was gone, he wasn't taking any chances.
"Now that you know all the facts, and that you can't change them, I think it's time to get our business underway, don't you?" he asked with a psychotic grin.
She let out an ear-piercing scream as he advanced at her with a sharp, medical scalpel.
Ok, now let's all be good little cherubs and remember the reason that she hasn't broken free is because 1. She a weakling. And 2. Well, two is that she's a weakling too. Heh.
Guys, I only update if I get reviews, even one will do. So if someone could find it in their generous heart to review this chapter, I would be eternally grateful. Lol. Or more than one person can review, hey I don't mind.
A/N: first of all Lori's power is NOT to be able to look at bright things without getting hurt. All those ppl that sent me reviews that flamed it and said that's a stupid power, use your mind you dolts!!
Think about what bright light does to retinas when its THAT close. It burns them. Think before you flame me next time people. Her eyesight should've been completely burned, but it wasn't. How? You ask, read and find out.
Oh, by the way, thank you Starr2 for you NICE review, everyone else flamed me. Lol. ***
Lori gasped in shock.
"What- you mean..." she looked blankly ahead for a few moments, then turned back to the nurse. "You're serious, aren't you?"
The woman nodded sympathetically. "It's not all that bad. I mean, now there are treatments that the army offers to help get rid of mutations. Some of the experiments can be quite extreme, but I'm sure it's worth it in the-,"
Lori cut her off. "What do you mean, 'treatments?'" she asked. "There isn't anything wrong with me." The nurse was still nodding, trying to pretend that she knew what Lori was going through.
"I thought you might feel that way, but trust me, there is something wrong with you and the rest of your kind. You shouldn't have that sort of curse. There are ways that that curse can be lifted, if you just give the army a chance..." when the woman saw the flat out refusal, she sighed. "Look, Lori. I had hoped you would come peacefully, but if you wont, then I'll have to force you. I'm sorry to have to do this." She grabbed Lori's arm with a steel grip.
Lori sat there, paralyzed. She was afraid of what the nurse would do. The nurse reached out behind her, and when she brought the hand out to be in front of her, it was holding a needle, full of a nauseating green liquid. Before Lori could move, the nurse had jabbed it into her arm and then all Lori felt was darkness.
(**) (**)
When she woke up, it was thanks to a deep male voice talking. "I'll need two vaults of adamantium, plus the tools and sedatives by the end of the hour. I want to start operating on this one immediately, and to make sure she doesn't turn out like the last one." Lori coughed, catching his attention. "Ahh," he said, his southern accent getting on her nerves. "Our young Jackal has woken up." Shaking her head to clear it, Lori looked him over. He was a middle-aged overweight man in military grab. "Who are you?" Lori said. "Why'd you call me Jackal?" Looking around, she also asked, "Where am I?"
He laughed an annoying southern accented laugh. "For starters, you are in an American high security army base. I am Colonel William Stryker, and I'm the one that's going to be operating on you today." Lori's eyes widened as she heard this and she started to struggle against the restraints that she had only just noticed.
He continued. "The reason I called you Jackal is that, you are going to be my latest experiment." Seeing her puzzled look, he explained. "You have a certain mutant power that makes it possible to operate on you. Every other person I've tried it on has died. Except two, but they ended up trying to take each other out in the end anyway. Wolverine is still alive, but Deathstryke... she was an unfortunate case." He looked sad for about, a second before he went on. "Anyway, your mutant power is regeneration, which makes it possible for us to operate on you, because you heal so quickly from basically anything we throw at you. You see, what we are going to do, and this is the genius part here; we are going to graft metal onto your skeleton."
He decided not to tell her about the four extractable claws he was giving her also. He had made that mistake with wolverine, and now that his obedience formula that he had used on Deathstryke was gone, he wasn't taking any chances.
"Now that you know all the facts, and that you can't change them, I think it's time to get our business underway, don't you?" he asked with a psychotic grin.
She let out an ear-piercing scream as he advanced at her with a sharp, medical scalpel.
Ok, now let's all be good little cherubs and remember the reason that she hasn't broken free is because 1. She a weakling. And 2. Well, two is that she's a weakling too. Heh.
Guys, I only update if I get reviews, even one will do. So if someone could find it in their generous heart to review this chapter, I would be eternally grateful. Lol. Or more than one person can review, hey I don't mind.