Title: Daughter of A Wolf
Author: Daughter of Endymion
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I only created Calypso Oyama, everything else belongs to Marvel or who ever owns the X-men.
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Chapter 3:- Hello Daddy
Wolverine was in the training room. Jeans death had been hard on him and physical exertion was his favorite way to deal with his mental exhaustion.
"Hello Logan, can I talk with you for a moment." Said the professor as he entered the room with automatic openning of a door.
"About what?" Wolverine was pounding his fists into cement filled punching bag.
"This is quite serious Logan."
He gave the bag a quick punch and walked over to the professor. He grabbed a towel off the floor and rubbed him sweat soaked face with it. "What's on your mind?"
"A new student came to the school today."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" "I'm almost positve that it's a good thing. They could be quite an asset to the team." "That's good, then." He reasoned, then sighing once he saw the Professors solem face assuming that there was a problem with the new student. "They're not dangerous are they?" "They have the possibility of being so, but they're quite controlled for a teenager."
"If that's not the problem, what is?"
"She has advanced human senses, hearing, sight, and smell. She has an accelerated healing rate and is extremely strong." He paused to let the information sink in. "Logan, she also has an adamantium skeleton."
"How is that possible?" Wolverine was utterly confused and he didn't like it. The only person other than him to posses one was Lady Death Stryke and she was unfortunately dead.
"She's another one of Strykers experiments." Xavier watched Logan's face fell. "And she says that Lady Deathstrike is her mother and that you are her father."
"I don't understand." Wolverine shouted. "That's impossible." "No, it's not impossible. We both know that you don't remember much about your time with Stryker. Him forcing you and Lady Death Stryke to. . . couple isn't beneath him." Knowing that this information about Stryker was true. While gritting his teeth he asked. "And do you believe her?"
"Yes Logan I do."
"How can you be sure? If she came her looking for me-" He growled.
"She didn't come here for you. She had absolutely no idea that you were here; she didn't even know that you were still alive. She was raised by Stryker and has only recently been able to infiltrate herself into the world."
Wolverine didn't understand. How could he have a child? A teenager at that? How could he have a child? A. . .wait was it a son or a daughter? This was completely insane! He could not have a child. He threw a fist into the bad knocking it from its hanging position to the ground.
The professor seeing the rage and the internal war going inside of Logan interrupted it. "I think you should meet her."
"How could I have a child? It's a girl?"
"Yes."
"How could I have a daughter? When you were inside my brain don't you think you would have picked up on that."
"She told me you were never informed about her."
"Oh." He felt dumb and cheated and outraged. "Great, I killed the mother of my child!" He was still in disbelief as he leaned against the wall and sunk to the floor.
* * * * *
"Do you want me to show you around?" Lash nodded while her eyes scanned the rest of the perimeter of the room.
"Do you prefer Lash or Calypso?" Rogue was trying to keep her attention, but obviously her new roommates mind was elsewhere. She didn't even make eye contact when she replied.
"Either one is fine."
"Kay." As they walked down the hallway alone, the boys had to do some errand for Storm, they talked about pleasantries as Rogue described every room they passed. Lash kept quite for she had never seen a place so. . .metal free and bright. Everything was made out of a dark and shinny wood, from the stairs to the doors. There were dozens of wide windows in every room letting the sunlight in.
"Rogue, can I ask you something?" Lash suddenly asked when she took in Rogue's appearance.
"Is it about my gloves?"
"You must get that a lot." Finally making some acknowledgement that she was there and not in a parallel world. "Yeah," She laughed. "I do. My gloves are to protect people from touching my skin. If someone touches me I absorb their powers or if they're human I can kill them."
"Even Bobby?"
"Even Bobby." She said more quietly, but also with some stubborn resentment in her voice. "Rogue, I'm- I'm sorry."
"No, it's alright. The professor is hoping that one day I'll be able to control it and Bobby is being really great about it. So it's all good." There was an undeniable awkward silence. It bothered Rogue more than Lash, only because her life had been full of silence up till now. "So," Rogue stubbled to break the lull. "What are your powers?"
"I have an accelerated healing rate and I'm much stronger than most humans." She said quickly leaving out the part about her adamantium skeleton and years of torture.
"That's cool." She wasn't as impressed at Lash thought she would have been. "Almost like Wolverine."
"Wolverine?" Rogue knows Wolverine?
"Yeah, he's one of my friends and a teacher here, but he has a metal skeleton."
"A metal skeleton?" Let's see how far playing it dumb can get me, she thought.
"Yeah, he was experimented on by this sick guy Stryker and now he has an adamantium skeleton." Mistaking recognition for confusion Rogue though that she should clarify. "Adamantium is the strongest metal on earth. Now Wolverine is practically invincible." Rogue noticed her sullenness. "He's ok now." Lash tried to smile back, but it came out weak.
"He should be in the training room, we're almost there now. I'll introduce you to him."
"Are you sure that we should do that?" Panicked crossed Lash's face and Rogue looked questioningly. "I don't want to bother him." A sad excuse and she knew it.
"It's no problem. He won't mind."
Author: Daughter of Endymion
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I only created Calypso Oyama, everything else belongs to Marvel or who ever owns the X-men.
Feed Back: Yes'm.
Chapter 3:- Hello Daddy
Wolverine was in the training room. Jeans death had been hard on him and physical exertion was his favorite way to deal with his mental exhaustion.
"Hello Logan, can I talk with you for a moment." Said the professor as he entered the room with automatic openning of a door.
"About what?" Wolverine was pounding his fists into cement filled punching bag.
"This is quite serious Logan."
He gave the bag a quick punch and walked over to the professor. He grabbed a towel off the floor and rubbed him sweat soaked face with it. "What's on your mind?"
"A new student came to the school today."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" "I'm almost positve that it's a good thing. They could be quite an asset to the team." "That's good, then." He reasoned, then sighing once he saw the Professors solem face assuming that there was a problem with the new student. "They're not dangerous are they?" "They have the possibility of being so, but they're quite controlled for a teenager."
"If that's not the problem, what is?"
"She has advanced human senses, hearing, sight, and smell. She has an accelerated healing rate and is extremely strong." He paused to let the information sink in. "Logan, she also has an adamantium skeleton."
"How is that possible?" Wolverine was utterly confused and he didn't like it. The only person other than him to posses one was Lady Death Stryke and she was unfortunately dead.
"She's another one of Strykers experiments." Xavier watched Logan's face fell. "And she says that Lady Deathstrike is her mother and that you are her father."
"I don't understand." Wolverine shouted. "That's impossible." "No, it's not impossible. We both know that you don't remember much about your time with Stryker. Him forcing you and Lady Death Stryke to. . . couple isn't beneath him." Knowing that this information about Stryker was true. While gritting his teeth he asked. "And do you believe her?"
"Yes Logan I do."
"How can you be sure? If she came her looking for me-" He growled.
"She didn't come here for you. She had absolutely no idea that you were here; she didn't even know that you were still alive. She was raised by Stryker and has only recently been able to infiltrate herself into the world."
Wolverine didn't understand. How could he have a child? A teenager at that? How could he have a child? A. . .wait was it a son or a daughter? This was completely insane! He could not have a child. He threw a fist into the bad knocking it from its hanging position to the ground.
The professor seeing the rage and the internal war going inside of Logan interrupted it. "I think you should meet her."
"How could I have a child? It's a girl?"
"Yes."
"How could I have a daughter? When you were inside my brain don't you think you would have picked up on that."
"She told me you were never informed about her."
"Oh." He felt dumb and cheated and outraged. "Great, I killed the mother of my child!" He was still in disbelief as he leaned against the wall and sunk to the floor.
* * * * *
"Do you want me to show you around?" Lash nodded while her eyes scanned the rest of the perimeter of the room.
"Do you prefer Lash or Calypso?" Rogue was trying to keep her attention, but obviously her new roommates mind was elsewhere. She didn't even make eye contact when she replied.
"Either one is fine."
"Kay." As they walked down the hallway alone, the boys had to do some errand for Storm, they talked about pleasantries as Rogue described every room they passed. Lash kept quite for she had never seen a place so. . .metal free and bright. Everything was made out of a dark and shinny wood, from the stairs to the doors. There were dozens of wide windows in every room letting the sunlight in.
"Rogue, can I ask you something?" Lash suddenly asked when she took in Rogue's appearance.
"Is it about my gloves?"
"You must get that a lot." Finally making some acknowledgement that she was there and not in a parallel world. "Yeah," She laughed. "I do. My gloves are to protect people from touching my skin. If someone touches me I absorb their powers or if they're human I can kill them."
"Even Bobby?"
"Even Bobby." She said more quietly, but also with some stubborn resentment in her voice. "Rogue, I'm- I'm sorry."
"No, it's alright. The professor is hoping that one day I'll be able to control it and Bobby is being really great about it. So it's all good." There was an undeniable awkward silence. It bothered Rogue more than Lash, only because her life had been full of silence up till now. "So," Rogue stubbled to break the lull. "What are your powers?"
"I have an accelerated healing rate and I'm much stronger than most humans." She said quickly leaving out the part about her adamantium skeleton and years of torture.
"That's cool." She wasn't as impressed at Lash thought she would have been. "Almost like Wolverine."
"Wolverine?" Rogue knows Wolverine?
"Yeah, he's one of my friends and a teacher here, but he has a metal skeleton."
"A metal skeleton?" Let's see how far playing it dumb can get me, she thought.
"Yeah, he was experimented on by this sick guy Stryker and now he has an adamantium skeleton." Mistaking recognition for confusion Rogue though that she should clarify. "Adamantium is the strongest metal on earth. Now Wolverine is practically invincible." Rogue noticed her sullenness. "He's ok now." Lash tried to smile back, but it came out weak.
"He should be in the training room, we're almost there now. I'll introduce you to him."
"Are you sure that we should do that?" Panicked crossed Lash's face and Rogue looked questioningly. "I don't want to bother him." A sad excuse and she knew it.
"It's no problem. He won't mind."