I only own Number Twelve. She is my baby!


I opened the door at night to go to bed. Tech was already sleeping in her light blue pajamas. Her computer was on a 'power saver' mode. I pulled back my covers, slipped in and fell asleep slowly. I felt uneasy. I had never slept here and I didn't want to let my mind wander for any telepath to enter. My eyes closed and I didn't realize how tired I really was.

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I woke up in the middle of the night, thirsty. I opened the door, and headed to the kitchen. My footsteps were barely audible on the wooden floor. The floor was cold against my bare feet and I shivered as I got near the kitchen. I opened the door to a light that was already on. The man that reminded me of my master was sitting, reading the paper and drinking a beer. He looked up at me.

"And what are you doing sneaking around at night?" he asked while he returned to his paper.

I stared at him. "I got thirsty," I told him. He didn't reply and I grabbed a cup from the cupboard. I turned the faucet and he stared at me.

"Why don't you show me what exactly you can do," he said to me.

I did not feel like 'showing him what I could do'. The water finished emptying into the cup and I sat down at the table, across from him. I placed my hand over the water and it froze. I could tell that this bored him and I unfroze it. The water wiggled into the air and I made it travel around his head.

"It is a little difficult to make this beautiful because I mostly use this in fighting," I said, defending myself. "I also normally use larger amounts of water."

He nodded. "So you worked for the government. What went wrong?" he asked.

I looked up at him. There was something about his face that reminded me of a picture I saw somewhere and I cringed. "They thought that I got too powerful," I told him. "I became a threat."

He put down his paper. "What would make them think that?" he asked.

I looked at him and he was smirking. "I figured out a way to control something," I said. I wanted to get off of this subject. What I was about to tell him was a closely guarded secret that only master and I knew until a week ago.

"What could you control?" he asked, pressing me.

I looked at him and he seemed very interested in me. "What is your name? What can you do?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Logan. If I tell you what I can do, you had better tell me what you learned to control," he said.

"Fine."

He showed me his hand. "Watch it," he said as I touched the small openings in his hand. Claws ejected and I was taken aback.

"I remember you," I whispered as the metal shown against my face.

"Huh?" he said, retracting his claws.

"I was wondering why your face was so familiar, it is because…" I was saying. I caught myself as he sniffed the air.

He jumped up and I followed him through the kitchen and hallways. He thought that the smell was on the second floor, where the dormitories were and it was a male that he smelled. He sniffed the air and his claws ejected. "There's somebody here," he sneered.

I gulped.

We traveled the hallways and he sniffed the air repeatedly. I looked at the doors and cringed. All of the doors were sliced. Somebody had cut up the doors with their fingernails and made a number sign. My eyes grew wide and the man in front of me looked at me.

I looked back at him and then bolted down the hallways. I wanted out. I did not want the students in this facility harmed because somebody was after me. Logan followed me but I was running very fast. I had made it down the stairs, through the front door and toward the forest by the time he made it to the front door.

"Twelve!" he shouted.

I kept running, through the trees and into a small clearing. I stopped and heard breathing. "Please leave me alone. These people are nice. They are just like me," I said, trying to catch my breath.

"Nobody is like you, Twelve," a man hissed.

He exited the shadows and I quivered. I had gotten used to the safety of the mansion as his black eyes looked at me, searching the depths of my soul.

"Stop it," I said quickly. He smiled.

"Stop what?" he mocked.

"I know exactly what you can do. You've been my master for years," I whispered.

He backed me up into a tree and I froze against it. "You lead somebody else here," he whispered. I looked in the direction his nose was and could feel the presence of Logan. He grabbed my forehead and whipped me up into the air, across the small clearing we were in. I landed on my butt, rolling on the ground for a few feet. I was dizzy.

He laughed. "In two days you have gotten so weak," he muttered. I could tell that Logan was waiting in the shadows of the trees for the right time, but that meant that master could also sense him. He grabbed my throat and started to choke me.

"You're not going to kill me," I said in between breaths. "I am too valuable to you."

"Why shouldn't I kill you?" he asked me. "I'm getting paid for it."

My eyes opened wide and Logan busted through the trees. His claws were extended and master let go of my throat. I grabbed his legs and tripped him.

"You will not hurt these mutants," I said to him. He kicked me off of him and glared at me.

"Too bad. They would be a tasty snack," he smiled. Logan ran for him again and master smiled. He punched him in the gut, sending him flying and then kicked him in the face as he left.

I stared at master as he left. "Don't come back," I said to him.

He turned to me a smiled. "Oh, I will be back."

He left and I ran up to Logan. I tried to lift him but he was much to heavy for me. I looked at the wounds that he had sustained while he climbed through the trees and grabbed water from the air. I started to heal his wounds but noticed that they were already healing. My eyes grew large and I watched him open his eyes, eject his claws and hold them up to my neck.

"What are you?" he asked.

I looked at him. "A multi-billion dollar government experiment."


This chapter was very fun and I bet that you guys are so confused about what is going on. All shall be explained in the next chapter and further chapters to come. Keep reading, and keep reviewing.