The silence in the room cause goose bumps down Aleu's spine and her arms. Her eyes widened as she looked at the man in front of her, his features cooling down from the anger that flashed seconds before. The shadows reached over the girl's body and face, hiding them in their darkness as the sun set lower on the horizon.
"Wh-what did you just say?" Aleu asked, taking a few steps away from the man. Logan took a deep breath and released it slowly, his eyes downcast as he searched for the correct words.
"It wasn't suppose to come out like that." he muttered, still not looking at the girl as she began to shiver. Her tail flicked back and forth, wrapping itself around her legs while her ears bent back against her head.
"What did you just say." Aleu's voice grew stern and more angry with every breath she took. The girl took a step towards the man; her hands moved with every word, emphasizing every vowel. Aleu watched as Logan took another deep breath and released the air slowly again. Aleu repeated her question, her voice raising in volume.
"You heard me the first time. I'm-I'm you're father."
"No, no you're not. Why are you saying that?"
"I know this is tough to take in, especially like this. Damn it I knew Charles should've been here, I've always been bad at these kinds of things." Logan groaned, slamming his hand against his forehead.
"You didn't answer me." Aleu's voice still held anger but became cold as her eyes began to ice over with rage.
"I'm saying it because it's true. Come with me kid and I'll show you the proof." Logan jerked his head towards the door before walking out of the room, praying the wolf would follow. A relieved smirk crossed over his face when Logan heard faint steps behind him. Logan led the girl down dozens of halls before entering professor Xavier's office. The room was spacious with a grand window opposite the door. There was a tiny desk with various items on it, consisting of papers, pencils, a lamp and a stapler. In front of the desk were three lush, leather chairs that didn't look as if dozens of people had sat in them time and time again. Logan walked over and took a seat in one of the chairs and watched as Aleu followed his actions. Seconds later the doors reopened to reveal Charles rolling into the room and taking his spot behind the desk. He laid his elbows on top of the furniture, allowing him to lace his fingers together.
"It is late Logan," Charles said, his demeanor calm and un-angry even though he knew everything that happened.
"I know Charles, but I couldn't do it. You saw everything that happened, I handled it all wrong." Logan confessed, his voice growing angry.
"Calm down Logan we can help discuss everything and calm everyone down." Charles moved his attention from the steaming man to the iced over girl in the other chair. Aleu's eyes were cold and her face was solemn as she stared at the man in front of her. "Now Aleu, I would like to explain what Logan had told you but I feel you would accept it better if I show you."
"Show me?" Aleu asked, her voice holding no emotion.
"Yes, I'm going to tap into your mind and I'm going to show you my memories. Will that be alright with you?" he asked, keeping true to his morals about never entering someone's mind without permission. Aleu slowly nodded her head slowly and closed her eyes, making sure she was able to see and hear everything perfectly.
Aleu let out a small whine when she first felt professor Xavier enter her mind but grew accustom to the feeling, her face remaining emotionless. Logan watched as her eyes stayed closed, remembering the encounter that happened early this evening.
After the woman in red introduced herself, she began to talk about all the X projects that happened after Logan ran off.
"You already know about X-23 and all the tests used on the project."
"That wasn't a project, that was torture for that little girl!" Logan snarled, his face coming dangerously close to the woman's. Shockingly she didn't flinch, instead she continued her story.
"Well my projects were, different."
"Different how?" Charles asked, not loosing focus on everything happening in the room.
"Instead of cloning Weapon X's DNA I spliced it with someone else's. I created a different human being that would have the X gene and most likely the rapid healing ability that Weapon X possessed."
"So what did you do to my DNA?" Logan asked, his voice full of shock.
"I thought I answered that question. I spliced your DNA material with someone else's, which resulted in another person being created. Logan, I created a child. Your child." The woman paused and lifted a large, brown bag that sat at her feet. She opened it up and dug through it. After she found what she was looking for the woman pulled out a large envelope which consisted of various photos.
One was a woman with long brown hair in a hospital bed, her stomach was swollen. The photo was labeled X-Child Stage One- 8 1/2 months pregnant.
The next photo showed the same woman. Her hair was tangled and her face was flushed and drenched with sweat and tears. In her arms, wrapped in a blanket was a new born baby. The mouth was open in a silent cry. This photo was labeled X-Child Stage Two- New Born. Birth Date: August 24.
The last photo showed the same woman only her hair was back to being perfect and there was a forced smile on her face. Near the woman's legs was a young girl. Logan's eyes widened as he got a good look at the girl. She had chin length silver hair with silver wolf ears on her head. Her azure eyes looked through the camera lens and the paper straight at Logan as his gaze wandered down the short silver tail that wrapped around her leg. The label this time read: X-Child Stage Seven- 1 year old. Logan held the picture in his hand flipping it over and reading over the dozens of scribbles on the back.
"I-I have a child?" Logan looked at the woman with horror stained on his face. The woman took a deep breath and returned Logan's gaze.
"You did have a child. Years ago the mother went hay wire. Claiming the child wasn't her own and running away. We found the mother but the child was lost in the wilderness, we thought she died. That was until recently when S.H.I.E.L.D heard news about another mutant entering Bayville from the Greenland. HYDRA did its digging and found out that the new creature was Project X-Child."
"So you know the kids alive, why are you here?" Logan asked.
"I'm here to take the child back to HYDRA."
"WHAT?! Why?" Logan's anger boiled over and he lunged at the girl, only to find himself being stopped mentally by Charles.
"Logan calm down! We need answers not enemies." Logan nodded his head reluctantly and felt the restraints loosen. He retook his seat and glared at the woman as she continued.
"I'm here to take her back because she was designed for a certain purpose. The mother went rogue and we thought the child was dead. We tried the same procedure dozens of times and they all failed except Project X-Child. She's the only one to survive and we need her, or else."
"Or else what?" Logan growled.
"Either you hand over the child or we take her by force."
"You just try to take her." Logan continued his glare and his growl became angrier with every word the woman spoke.
"We will try to take her and make no mistake. This girl is so important to us we will kill anyone that gets in our way. So will you hand over the child?"
"Th-that didn't happen." Aleu's voice broke through Logan's memories, drawing him back into the room. Tears streamed down Aleu's face and she angrily glared at Charles, the daggers her eyes were shooting him should've dug holes into his body.
"I'm afraid that did happen. You are Logan's daughter."
"That part doesn't matter, why does HYDRA want me? Why did they create me?"
"We don't know but we refuse to hand you over without a fight."
"Why? Why would you risk your lives for me? Why not just hand me over?"
"Because you've become our family here. We all care about you and HYDRA is no place for anyone." Aleu stood from her seat, her bangs casting a long shadow down her face.
"I want to go. May I go back to my room?"
"Yes, of course. Goodnight Aleu." Professor waved the girl away and Logan watched as she slowly exited the room, throwing them one last glare before closing the door.