Disclaimer: X-men Evolution is defiantly not mine… or it would be rated differently…

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The room was cold and well lit, much like the other rooms she had visited before; the only difference was that she wasn't strapped down this time. Panic struck her full force when a large fuzzy blue man in a white lab coat walked in while looking over a clipboard.

"Please… Please don't hurt me…." Her voice cracked and she swallowed hard as tears welled up in her eyes.

The man looked up from his clipboard with a startled expression, "Hurt you?" He blinked, "Oh my dear, you're safe now!" He tucked the clipboard under his arm as he registered why she had been afraid, "You're no longer at Hydra, but at Xavier's School For the Gifted."

"What?" She whispered finding it hard to believe the man's words.

"You're free," The doctor smiled looking her in the eye, "but you should get some rest, you've been out of it for a week. Oh, and may I ask what your name is?"

The woman blinked digesting all of the information, "M-my name? It's…" She closed her eyes trying to remember back to the day when she had a name, "Liz Blake."

"It's nice to meet you Liz Blake, my name is Hank McCoy."

Liz closed her eyes, she was finally free…

Logan was out in the garage waxing his bike after retrieving it from the woods over an hour ago. He sighed standing up and cracked his back while simultaneously sniffing the air. He turned to find the girl he had rescued standing at the entrance of the garage staring in at him.

He frowned noticing for the first time the two scars that marred her face, one cut across her left jawbone onto her cheek and the other just below her right eye. She had short black hair that appeared slightly damp as though she had just gotten out of the shower and not bothered to dry it.

"Y-you Wolverine?" She asked with slight tremor in her voice.

Logan nodded, "Ya c'n call me Logan." He grunted turning back to his bike.

"I-I just wanted to thank you for saving my life."

He looked over his shoulder at the girl to find that she was gone, frowning he turned back to his bike and sighed.

"Kid." Logan called out as he knocked on X-23's door. The girl had shown up at the mansion's door a day after the Hydra 'mission' and had hesitantly asked for a place to stay. She had hardly come out of her room since.

He rolled his eyes at the reply of 'Go away!', "I need ta talk to ya." He persisted looking up at the ceiling as he rubbed the back of his neck.

The door suddenly swung open, "What?" X-23 snapped furrowing her eyebrows.

'Gotta talk ta Chuck about some Anger Management classes…' Logan noted to himself as he stared down at the angry 15 year-old, "What went on at Hydra?"

She scowled, "I don't know what you mean." She responded scathingly as her arms folded over her chest, she was defiantly a clone of his.

"You know what I mean," Logan frowned, "What happened to you, and to-"

"You want to know what happened to Crimson?" X-23 cut in knowingly.

Logan hesitated, "Yea." He admitted folding his arms over his chest.

X-23 glared at him for a moment then turned and retreated back into her room, "Come in." She called over her shoulder as she sat down on the edge of her bed.

Logan walked into the room and looked around, it was like all the other rooms in the mansion except for the claw marks on the walls here and there. He glared at her accusingly; she glanced at the claw marks and shrugged nonchalantly.

"What do you want to know?" She asked folding her arms over her lap.

"Whatever you can tell me."

"I don't know much about her except that she was there before me and she wanted more than anything to get out," Logan sat down on the edge of the bed next to X-23, she continued, "My room was next to hers and sometimes I could hear her crying at night. They would leave her alone for days at a time without food or water; I couldn't sleep on those nights, I'd stay up trying to drown out her cries for something to drink. Then she'd suddenly go quiet and I'd wonder if she was dead. Sometimes I'd wish she would just die, then she'd be put out of her misery," Logan frowned slightly at this confession but X-23 just brushed it off, " But on other times this… this feeling would surface…" Her face scrunched up in confusion.

"You felt sorry fer her." Logan said softly.

X-23 looked up at him then nodded looking away, "I wasn't supposed to feel emotions, so I kept quiet and never asked questions about her."

"How'd you learn her name?"

"Some of the male guards talked about her now and then…" She paused looking up at Logan who had looked confused for a brief moment before realization washed across his face, "They all just called her Crimson, I guess 'cause of her powers. But I don't know what they are." She shrugged, "And that's all I know about her," She sighed her face suddenly darkening, "Now get out."

Logan nodded and got up walking to the door, "Thanks kid." He smiled sadly over his shoulder at her then walked out the door.

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