RE Generation
Laura had somehow managed to evade transport duty and had slipped into the lift. It went down one level at a time until it reached the DR floor.
She went into the control centre and watched Logan ripping through the Sentinals until they were a pile of scrap. It had been a strange experience for her to live in an ordinary house, like everyone else. True, the house was a mansion, and everyone else included blue furry elves and red-winged angels, but it was a learning curve for her.
Being the clone of Weapon X, built to be the ultimate assassin, read tactics of war instead of bedtime stories and given adamantium claws, it was great just to fit in somewhere.
But now, the Wolverine had become an outsider. Her unofficial father figure and mentor had isolated himself from everyone but her, because of what he looked like.
He hadn't changed at all, and that was the problem.
He now looked about the same age as his first students, and his friends had grown old, become senile, and he was still the same.
Laura had the same problem. HYDRA had activated her healing factor early in life, but it hadn't fully developed so she matured slower than everyone else. For example, Sophie was two or three years younger than her (she'd lost count) but she now looked older by ten or fifteen years.
She leaned over the keyboard and paused the simulation. Down the bottom, Logan panted, out of breath. She pressed the microphone on. "Ae you going to quit soon?"
Logan shook his head mutely in response. "Well, like it or not, you're going to have to come out and see them." When there came no reply, she sighed. "You know, it's not just you. I'm having the same problem. But we can't just ingnore it."
Logan growled. "When you are as old as I am, then you will have the right to tell me what I should or should not do."
Laura sighed again and gave up. There was no point in arguing with him when he was in this kind of a mood. "When are you leaving?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
"As soon as I can."
"If I don't see you before then... bye."
She activated the Danger Room again and smiled half-heartedly as she quietly made her way back to the lift.
To anyone who has read this – PLEASE REVIEW!
Seriously, I really don't care anymore if you flame, I'm lonely and I just want some feedback!
As I have said before – None of these characters are owned by me. I don't believe one of the characters that I will introduce in this fic will be mine. If you wanna have a guess of who the kids are – go ahead. I'll just be happy if someone reads it!