Who We Are
"Now tell me who the hell you are!"
Outside the city, far from the lights and the humans, Logan stood above the girl. She couldn't help smile. They were in the forest, the trees stood above them, hiding the night sky.
She didn't answer as she studied him. Those beautiful eyes. He hadn't aged in all these years. And as she took a step closer, Logan pushed her down, right now he only needed answers.
"Tell me!"
"I don't know."
Logan stared at her.
"I don't know, Logan. I don't know just like you." She said.
Logan turned his head, and walked away.
Memories gone and broken. The life he once had now long lost. He didn't need to be reminded what they did to him. What they took.
"How do you know me then? I can barely remember that lab." He said, not looking at her.
"They didn't do much to me, it was. . . You were their main experiment." She said.
He was walking away from her, leaving her again. She knew this hurt, she knew it would always hurt. What they had done to him would never leave him. But she couldn't let him leave her again.
Logan felt her wings wrap around him.
"I had to watch what they did to you." She said. "I had to watch them kill you."
"What did they do to you?"
She paused.
"I think they put your blood in me." She said.
Logan froze. He knew they were others like him. He knew, but. . .
He stepped out of her wings, and walked away.
"So what do you want with me?" He asked, still not looking at her.
"I. . .I wanted to thank you." She said.
"For what?"
"You saved me."
"Maybe I did, but I don't remember."
She stood there, his back turned to her. She wanted to help, she wanted to help him, but he wouldn't let her. She wanted to scream, tell him everything. She wanted to say his name, but she knew he wouldn't listen.
"Is that it? You wanted to thank me? That's all?" Logan said.
"I. . .You were all I could remember, all I knew. I had to. . ."
All those years she wanted to help him.
"They turned you into an animal." She said.
Logan didn't say anything for a moment.
"Yeah, they did."
She walked next to him.
"I'm sorry." She said.
"I come here once a year. I escape the rest of the world, remind myself."
"Remind yourself of what?"
"Of when I was an animal, and how far I've come."
"You don't want to forget."
"No, I don't."
Logan looked into the forest. There was something inside him, something they created. The animal inside that he couldn't contain all the time. He released the animal when he came here, and he ran through the forests. He was an animal. But he was also Logan. He cannot forget that. He cannot forget himself again.
"All my life, I tried not to forget you." She said.
"You're trying to remember someone you didn't even know." Logan said.
"Then tell me who you are."
Logan looked at this girl, this girl with wings. She said he had saved her, but he didn't. He didn't remember, he didn't want to remember. She was saying he saved her, when he didn't. That wasn't him long ago.
But she wasn't going to leave, he knew that. If she had spent all this time looking for him, she wouldn't leave. And he didn't know what to do with her.
"Ever heard of the X-men?" He said.
"X-men?"
"They're a group of Mutants that fight for mutant rights. There this school just for mutant kids."
"That sounds like a nice place."
"That's where I live."
"You do!?"
She was so happy. He had come along so much. He wasn't an animal, he wasn't alone! She smiled at him. He had a life, they didn't kill him. He had healed, he had made a life for himself. He was okay.
"Yeah. I left today." Logan said.
"Why!?"
Why would he leave all that.
"Because I wanna know." Logan said, and she understood.
Then she sat on the ground, and still looked at him.
"And how about you?" Logan asked.
"I. . . I don't have a life. I don't have a name." She said.
"That must be great." Logan turned.
"I've looking for you. That's all."
He didn't understand her. He didn't understand how someone would look for him for so long. How he would look for his life, and she wouldn't.
"Don't you wanna know about your life?" He asked her.
She stared at him for a moment.
"No. No I don't." She said.
"Why?"
"I'm scared."
He stared at her.
"Don't you wanna know who did this to you?" He asked again.
"No."
That was her old life, a life she left behind. A life he saved her from. If she had any life before that tank and lab, she didn't want to know about it. If it was horrible enough to be kidnapped and put in a tank, and no one to care then she didn't want to know about it.
"You just wanted to find me."
"Yes."
Logan couldn't believe this, but he was all this girl had. All she knew, all she wanted. But he couldn't even remember. He made such an impact on her, for her to search for him for years, and he couldn't even remember it. This person she spoke of, the man that saved her, he didn't know.
"I killed him." He said.
"Huh?"
"I killed the man that did this to us."
"You did?"
William was dead.
"But he didn't give me any answers. He wouldn't tell me anything." Logan said.
"What happened?"
"Did you ever feel like your head was going to explode this past year, and then the President went on TV?"
"Yeah."
"That's what happened."
"I don't understand."
"They kidnapped someone, a mutant, and used his powers to almost kill everyone."
"Oh, my god."
"I came face to face with that man, and he didn't tell me anything. Nothing!"
He screamed, and turned his back on her again. She closed her eyes, and got up. She walked to him, and stood next to him.
"That's who we are, Logan." She said.
She grabbed his hand, and rubbed it. Then she got her claw, and cut his hand, and then hers She showed him, hers healed like his.
"We were taken, and changed. Tortured. And now we don't know anything about ourselves. We're mutants. Survivors of Weapon X." She said.
She knew it hurt. She knew it would always hurt. But that is who they were.
Logan stared at her for a moment. She loved his eyes, and saw the remnants of that animal in him.
"Logan, I have something I need to tell you. . ." She said.
She had to tell him his name, tell him of his life before. The life she knew he had, unlike her. Than maybe. . . Maybe he would be okay, maybe the animal would go away. Maybe he wouldn't hurt anymore.
Then he heard something.
"Get down!" He yelled, and pushed her.
Then someone in black jumped from the words, claws on their fingers, and slashed at Logan. Logan got his claws out, and blocked this person's attack. Then he was kicked in the face.
"Yes, that's who you are! Weapon X property!" The person yelled.
Then the person stopped. And took off the mask that hid the person's face.
"No." Logan said.
Death Strike.
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Next Chapter: Alive and Well
"Now tell me who the hell you are!"
Outside the city, far from the lights and the humans, Logan stood above the girl. She couldn't help smile. They were in the forest, the trees stood above them, hiding the night sky.
She didn't answer as she studied him. Those beautiful eyes. He hadn't aged in all these years. And as she took a step closer, Logan pushed her down, right now he only needed answers.
"Tell me!"
"I don't know."
Logan stared at her.
"I don't know, Logan. I don't know just like you." She said.
Logan turned his head, and walked away.
Memories gone and broken. The life he once had now long lost. He didn't need to be reminded what they did to him. What they took.
"How do you know me then? I can barely remember that lab." He said, not looking at her.
"They didn't do much to me, it was. . . You were their main experiment." She said.
He was walking away from her, leaving her again. She knew this hurt, she knew it would always hurt. What they had done to him would never leave him. But she couldn't let him leave her again.
Logan felt her wings wrap around him.
"I had to watch what they did to you." She said. "I had to watch them kill you."
"What did they do to you?"
She paused.
"I think they put your blood in me." She said.
Logan froze. He knew they were others like him. He knew, but. . .
He stepped out of her wings, and walked away.
"So what do you want with me?" He asked, still not looking at her.
"I. . .I wanted to thank you." She said.
"For what?"
"You saved me."
"Maybe I did, but I don't remember."
She stood there, his back turned to her. She wanted to help, she wanted to help him, but he wouldn't let her. She wanted to scream, tell him everything. She wanted to say his name, but she knew he wouldn't listen.
"Is that it? You wanted to thank me? That's all?" Logan said.
"I. . .You were all I could remember, all I knew. I had to. . ."
All those years she wanted to help him.
"They turned you into an animal." She said.
Logan didn't say anything for a moment.
"Yeah, they did."
She walked next to him.
"I'm sorry." She said.
"I come here once a year. I escape the rest of the world, remind myself."
"Remind yourself of what?"
"Of when I was an animal, and how far I've come."
"You don't want to forget."
"No, I don't."
Logan looked into the forest. There was something inside him, something they created. The animal inside that he couldn't contain all the time. He released the animal when he came here, and he ran through the forests. He was an animal. But he was also Logan. He cannot forget that. He cannot forget himself again.
"All my life, I tried not to forget you." She said.
"You're trying to remember someone you didn't even know." Logan said.
"Then tell me who you are."
Logan looked at this girl, this girl with wings. She said he had saved her, but he didn't. He didn't remember, he didn't want to remember. She was saying he saved her, when he didn't. That wasn't him long ago.
But she wasn't going to leave, he knew that. If she had spent all this time looking for him, she wouldn't leave. And he didn't know what to do with her.
"Ever heard of the X-men?" He said.
"X-men?"
"They're a group of Mutants that fight for mutant rights. There this school just for mutant kids."
"That sounds like a nice place."
"That's where I live."
"You do!?"
She was so happy. He had come along so much. He wasn't an animal, he wasn't alone! She smiled at him. He had a life, they didn't kill him. He had healed, he had made a life for himself. He was okay.
"Yeah. I left today." Logan said.
"Why!?"
Why would he leave all that.
"Because I wanna know." Logan said, and she understood.
Then she sat on the ground, and still looked at him.
"And how about you?" Logan asked.
"I. . . I don't have a life. I don't have a name." She said.
"That must be great." Logan turned.
"I've looking for you. That's all."
He didn't understand her. He didn't understand how someone would look for him for so long. How he would look for his life, and she wouldn't.
"Don't you wanna know about your life?" He asked her.
She stared at him for a moment.
"No. No I don't." She said.
"Why?"
"I'm scared."
He stared at her.
"Don't you wanna know who did this to you?" He asked again.
"No."
That was her old life, a life she left behind. A life he saved her from. If she had any life before that tank and lab, she didn't want to know about it. If it was horrible enough to be kidnapped and put in a tank, and no one to care then she didn't want to know about it.
"You just wanted to find me."
"Yes."
Logan couldn't believe this, but he was all this girl had. All she knew, all she wanted. But he couldn't even remember. He made such an impact on her, for her to search for him for years, and he couldn't even remember it. This person she spoke of, the man that saved her, he didn't know.
"I killed him." He said.
"Huh?"
"I killed the man that did this to us."
"You did?"
William was dead.
"But he didn't give me any answers. He wouldn't tell me anything." Logan said.
"What happened?"
"Did you ever feel like your head was going to explode this past year, and then the President went on TV?"
"Yeah."
"That's what happened."
"I don't understand."
"They kidnapped someone, a mutant, and used his powers to almost kill everyone."
"Oh, my god."
"I came face to face with that man, and he didn't tell me anything. Nothing!"
He screamed, and turned his back on her again. She closed her eyes, and got up. She walked to him, and stood next to him.
"That's who we are, Logan." She said.
She grabbed his hand, and rubbed it. Then she got her claw, and cut his hand, and then hers She showed him, hers healed like his.
"We were taken, and changed. Tortured. And now we don't know anything about ourselves. We're mutants. Survivors of Weapon X." She said.
She knew it hurt. She knew it would always hurt. But that is who they were.
Logan stared at her for a moment. She loved his eyes, and saw the remnants of that animal in him.
"Logan, I have something I need to tell you. . ." She said.
She had to tell him his name, tell him of his life before. The life she knew he had, unlike her. Than maybe. . . Maybe he would be okay, maybe the animal would go away. Maybe he wouldn't hurt anymore.
Then he heard something.
"Get down!" He yelled, and pushed her.
Then someone in black jumped from the words, claws on their fingers, and slashed at Logan. Logan got his claws out, and blocked this person's attack. Then he was kicked in the face.
"Yes, that's who you are! Weapon X property!" The person yelled.
Then the person stopped. And took off the mask that hid the person's face.
"No." Logan said.
Death Strike.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Next Chapter: Alive and Well