Other Girl:

I woke up from the battle groggy, that was a first for me.. I opened my eyes to a blinding white light overhead of me, could it be that, that small girl fought so hard that it killed me? No, no one can fight hard enough to kill me, i am strong, i am the best fighter, my father told me so! That wimp doesn't have enough muscles to even lift a cat, let alone kill me!

Then I heard a voice say "Why were you looking for Wolverine?"

That's when i realized that I wasn't dead, that i was just in a white room.. Mental Face-Palm, Epic Fail, whatever else that expresses true failure, think that. I turn my head to the direction of where i heard the noise, and see the girl i was fighting earlier and i jump up from the table, and i am up instead of strapping me to a table, they just sat me there, how thoughtless of them...

So i say "It's personal business, nothing you need to know!" I added attitude to that entire sentence as if the topic was made of acid.

She replied "Well, he's my Father so spill it!" She added an equal amount of attitude to hers, but how she looked just put that whole rebellion thing over the top from my view.

I said "I said Personal, not family!"

I may have added to much attitude to my sentence just because i wanted to intimidate her, but she didn't even flinch at it, talk about tough.

She said "Spill it or else..." She protruded her middle claw-like thing on her right hand to emphasize her point and i just cackled. In 10 seconds flat, i was pressed against a wall and all of her claws were out, and she had alot of claws.. So, I was just about to tackle her to the ground when a man in a wheelchair enters the room, and noticing how we were transfixed, he stared at the other girl.

She said "Fine" but muffled it and moved off of me... I was confused at what just happened but whatever just happened it got her off of me, and that was cool. I looked at him for a moment and then back at the other girl, and i did that around three times before the man in the wheelchair said "Hello, I am Professor Xavier."

I said "Where am I?" yeah, I was pissed. I didn't know where I was. At all. Not even a single clue to tell me where I am.

(Back to main character)

The Professor replied to that girls dumbfounded question with "You are at the institute for gifted youngsters."

She said "Wheres Wolverine?" The rush of the words was as if her life depended on it.

The Professor said "Who are you?"

She said "That's unimportant."

He said "Okay. Why do you want to know where Wolverine is?"

She replied "Its Personal. Very Personal."

I said "You better tell now."

She said "I wont."

The professor said "Lillian, stop."

I said "No. She wants my father so shes gonna have to go past me."

He said "Lillia-"

I cut him off and said "Bring it lady! Come at me!"

Of course the girl ran towards me and all i did was take my glove off and touch her. She muttered "Shi..." and completely collapsed onto the floor.

The professor said "Lillian!"

I said "Shes okay. Just getting some information, thats all. Her fathers name is Sabertooth, her name is Killer. Haha. Like she can kill me. Loser."

But then my body recoiled a little from touching her and i braced myself against a wall. The emotions flooded me extremely quickly and it was almost choking. The intoxicating smell of childhood smells of gasoline, alcohol, and dead bodies seemed to make me stop breathing for a few. Then this picture flashed through my mind. One that i could not forget even if i tried.