Hey People (or vampires, zombies, mutants and whatever else you'd like to be)!!! I'm so sorry for this coming out so late!!! AHHHHHHH so much homework and exams and stuff!!! Anyway thanks for the reviews and please to continue to read and review!!!! SO thank you *bows* ...oh yeah I still don't own x-men, but I'm working on it...
She lay there, an air mask on her face. Her eyes were closed and her breathing steady. Her face was stained by the blood; her whole right face was red. Zero stood at the base of her bed, pitying her. She had broken another rib and her right arm, it was a wonder she was still alive. She seemed calm however and her hands were gripped tight in balled fists. Zero sighed and walked away from the girl. He stopped when he came face to face with Wade Wilson. And for once he was quiet, which was more than strange.
Wade was sitting on a metal table, his shirt off. It seemed like he was getting tests for a few tubes still jutted from his veins. "Hello, Zero, what brings you here? Came to pay your respects to a dying man?" he smiled, breaking the awkward silence.
"You're dying?" Zero asked surprised, he thought the non-stop talking asshole would never die; for god's sake he could slice bullets in half. How do you kill a man like that?
"Yup, Doc just confirmed Cancer, fatal. Stryker just got word he sure is pissed." Wade smiled getting a kick out of pissing off anyone.
Zero looked at Wilson, his eyes showing no remorse, "I should care? You're just a mercenary."
Wilson smiled his old familiar smile, "Funny, I've been your teammate for I'd say about 2 years and even though I guess I pissed you guys off one too many times. But you'd think you'd feel a little bad for a dying man that you know, than a girl you just met. I don't even think you know her name. Starting to grow a heart Agent Zero?" Wade mocked yanking out the tubing from his chest.
Zero reacted swiftly slipping his gun out of its holster in milliseconds; he placed it on the temple of Wilson's head, "Say I'm going soft and I'll kill you before that cancer does. Stryker simply asked me to watch the girl, she is his new favorite." He mocked smiled at Wilson.
Wilson laughed, "What do I care? I'm going to die! Shoot me then!" he yelled in the silent room with only one patient. Zero pulled his finger and was about to actually pull the trigger but he heard someone enter the room.
"Now, now Zero, let's not blow off Wade's head," Stryker said coming up to the two men, "He still has his uses. However Wilson," Stryker smiled an evil smile. "Since you'll be out of commission for an extended period of time I do believe it's time we bring you to your new accommodations. Zero," he nodded to the silent Korean who still had his gun to Wilson's head, "Take him to the cells." Zero moved quickly and twisted back both of Wilson's arms.
Wilson gasped in pain as a needle was jammed into his neck, he hadn't seen this coming, "I'm going to kill you Stryker, you b-bet on i-it," And Wade collapsed the sedative hitting his bloodstream.
"Always have to have the last words don't you Wade, Zero take him away." He spoke walking towards Tobias. "Oh and Zero," he said suddenly, Zero stopped and turned around, "Don't grow too attached to the girl, she is going on a trip for a while."
Zero, squinted his eyes, "You mean to the training facility, don't you." Zero spoke his tone cold and harsh.
"Yes Zero, I mean the training facility, and I'm sure you remember it," Stryker spoke.
Zero gripped Wilson's arms tighter, "Sir, she's so young."
But Stryker ignored him and spoke to himself, "Two years, is all she need by that time Kayla will have Wolverines heart and I'll have what I need."
Stryker walked over to Tobias who lay still unconscious, he looked her over. From his pocket he drew a vial of blood. On the side it was taped and scrawled on the side was "Logan", Stryker pulled off the cap.
Tobias's eyes opened with a start, they were bloodshot and her black pupils dilated. Her breathing became fast and hard has she looked up at Stryker.
"You're awake, wonderful," Stryker said to the girl, "We had another X-team member here once, James Logan, his brother is Victor Creed. He, also like his brother, had a healing factor, but much more powerful than Creed. But had too large of heart, he left and now I have little of his blood left. I've refined it enough to heal wounds and broken bones, even the most lethal. I will give you this blood of course, you have earned your keep," Stryker sat down on a metal chair next to the bed. "I'm going to let you in on something; you are one of the most powerful mutants I have met. And in my line of work I've met quite a bit. But you are still too weak, your powers control you rather than you control them. Proof being you almost killed yourself using them. The power you generate I've calculated is beyond any thunderstorm, nuclear plant, and I'm willing to bet you create as much the sun itself. Wouldn't advise trying it however, you'll kill yourself and everyone else," Stryker said remorseless and tapped on the side of Tobias's bed. Tobias starred at Stryker, still with dazed eyes and her face held no smile. "We need to train you, so we are sending you to a training facility in about a month. Before then you will live with the team, get used to them and participate in a mission or two. All you have to do is agree and I will heal you," Stryker smiled a nasty smile and twirled the vial in his hand.
Tobias looked up at Stryker's face, "Do as you promised and I'll do whatever you ask," she croaked in a hoarse whisper. Her cracked lips bled, and blood seeped out of her mouth.
Stryker nodded, "Well put," he stood up and yanked off the IV bag attached to the tubing going into her forearm. Instead he lifted the vial and poured the vial down the tubing into Tobias's bloodstream. Tobias shuddered as the viscous liquid squeezed into her veins and she winced in pain. "Agent Zero has the same blood in his system; it gives him a slight healing factor and suppresses his aging. Once I receive more of Logan's blood, I will inject you with the same compound," Stryker stated as Tobias gasped and shuddered as the blood flowed in her body.
Tobias flew up suddenly; she flipped off the side of the bed and screamed in pain. She clutched her face; it felt as if pure acid had been poured on the side of her face. She clawed at the bandages and tore them off her face. The air mask hung loosely off one ear. Her breathing was fast and she starred into the metal of the bedside table. In her reflection her face twitched and squirmed, it was healing. With a slight crack, her skull clicked into place and it healed over the damage. The marks her face had skin regrown over them at an alarming rate. All over her body her arm clicked back into place and her rib healed. The bullet wound slowly repaired itself, along with the numerous claw marks and burns. She tore layer after layer of bandages to reveal a healed body. Even inside her body, the burned organs from the electric shocks had healed. All that was left was the cocoon of bandages that had come off of Tobias, and the red blood that dripped off her body. Her hand came to her face and touched the blood on her face. It hardly even felt like hers anymore. Tobias reached out and touched the reflection, unable to believe she had been able to heal that fast.
"A miracle isn't it," Stryker broke the silence, and Tobias withdrew her arm and stood up on steady legs.
"I didn't even think I'd be able to stand for months," Tobias whispered she starred at her hands and looked back at Stryker.
Stryker stood up and walked over to Tobias. He gripped her shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Do good for me and good will happen to you." Stryker walked over to the doorway of the infirmary, "Now that you're ready, you can go meet your teammates and explore the area. But you must stay in the building and not talk to John, Bradley or Fred. Go to Zero tell him what I said ask for a tour," Stryker walked out the door. Tobias stood there still covered in blood and wore a blood soaked baggy white shirt and a pair of worn out shorts. Regardless she walked out the door of the infirmary.
"Let's see, Zero's in the cell area, I should go this way, if I remember correctly," Tobias thought taking a right. "Is the right choice? Are we willing to hide forever even if it means hurting others?" a voice whispered in Tobias's head, Jessica. "Of course, remember what we swore to ourselves? Forget the past," Tobias thought back and ran her hand through hair. At this point Tobias had reached the electronically locked door. She placed her hand on the console and it beeped and clicked open. Zero was standing at the end, locking the door of a cell. He turned and looked at Tobias, but his head went back to looking at whoever was in the cage, a look of almost confusion.
"Why are you here?" he asked not looking at her.
Tobias looked up, her face shy and wringing her hands together. She felt that Zero was angry at her. And for reasons unknown to her, she felt bad. "Stryker told me to ask you for a tour," she stated her head hanging low. "I'm sorry Mr. North, for whatever I did," Tobias bit her lip and wiped blood off her cheek.
Zero looked at her, and smiled sadly at "Mr. North", "Don't call me that you make me sound old, you know I'm only four years older than you." Zero walked over to Tobias and looked her in the face, her black, bottomless eyes looking back at him. "I'm guessing Stryker gave you Logan's blood. And I'm not mad at you. Why would I?" Zero asked curiously.
"Well you seem so distant, and almost disappointed in me. And I'm sorry I fell so easy, I don't know why you joined but I'm a coward," Tobias stated and turned her head away from Zero.
Zero gripped the shoulders of Tobias, "I barely know you, I cannot judge you," a slight, rare smile rose to his lips, "And I joined to run away from my past too." Zero stood back a little embarrassed, "But note this, I refuse to call you Tobias."
Tobias looked up in curiosity; here stood someone that for once did not judge her for her failures. Her whole life she heard the words of her mother, father, teachers and relatives whispering in her ear of her failure. How they were disappointed, how she could do better, make better choices and she hated herself. In her mind she remembered the nickname her cousin had called her in affection, the name based off of her last name, Yatamora. Tobias smiled and spoke, "You may call me Mora."
