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Betrayed

X-23 lies asleep on her bed in the Xavier mansion, she has been sleeping easier then she ever had before but still she hadn't let her guard drop in so long she wasn't going to start now. She thought hard as she looked over the letters that had been sent to her recently. She lay there ignoring those who were trying to help her like Logan, the professor, Bobby and Kurt who always tried to cheer her up but she had to block them out the couldn't let them in it would only mean they got hurt.

(Ten years since X-23's birth)
'Rachel pick one of these folders please dear' said Sutter as he handed his secretary and wife a handful of folders. She opened the first one and looked at the photo before Sutter took it from her 'no no pick at random' said Sutter as he smiled at her showing the little bit of warmth he had left inside of him.

'What is this?' asked Rachel as she picked a folder at random and passed it to her husband.

'X-23's first mission, we scanned the computer for two criteria, high profile and those deemed too untouchable for any other assassin' informed Sutter as he opened a file 'perfect.'

(L.A. two days later)

X-23 exited the car she was riding in and hobbled towards the convention centre, she was wearing thick glasses, braided pigtails a pink dress with flowers printed on it, leg braces (hence the hobbling) and a pair of crutches, it was the perfect disguise for possibly the worlds greatest assassin.

'Your selected target is Greg Johnson, he is a candidate for US president' began Sutter over her ear piece 'you have fifteen minutes.'

X-23 looked at the large crowd that were practically worshiping the man, he was practically guaranteed to win the race but not now X-23 was involved. Tickertape and balloons fell from the ceiling surrounding his family as they walked to a secluded room to relax for a few minutes before they did the meet and greet and he gave a speech.

X-23 approaches the door where they had just entered only to be stopped by the hand of a security officer, he didn't realise how close he came to losing that hand but he wouldn't would he, he only saw a little girl. The little girl saw a large black man who was filled with his own self importance but what she could smell revealed more he stunk of the man who stood next to him, they were lovers and he had just eaten chicken.

'C-could I meet Mr Johnson' began X-23 in her sweetest ten year old voice 'I look up to him very much and I would like to give him these' said X-23 as she pulled out a tiny bunch of raggedy posies which looked like they had been pulled straight from the ground.

'I don't think so kid, Mr Johnson is a very busy man and has only two hours here before his next convention' said the guard.

X-23 began to breathe in deeply and rapidly and her eyes began to water, she had been trained to do this over the years as part of her 'intensive' training. She burst into a shrill bawl as tears flowed down her cheeks and her nose began to run causing everyone in the room to turn and look at the girl.

'Mr Stevenson' began the guard into his hidden microphone to Johnson's campaign manager, he was a little man with a bad grey toupee which always made Johnson's children laugh but quietly of course they had been raised to be polite, seen and not heard. 'There's a cute little cripple kid here with some flowers she wants to see Mr Johnson' said the guard quietly so no one could hear him.

Stevenson looked at the Johnsons in their little room who had just heard the message and shrugged.

'Sounds like a good photo opportunity' said Mrs Johnson as she fussed over her children's appearance as their father gave Stevenson the nod.

'Send her in' said Stevenson, seconds later X-23 hobbled through the door welcomed by eight mile wide false smiles from the perfect family, campaign manager and the few photographers in the room, the door was closed behind her and the girl smiled.

Johnson was a tall man whose face conveyed warmness like no other politician, he was like a politically powerful Mr Rogers. Mrs Johnson was younger then him and looked like one of the Stepford wives, her hair was huge and her face covered in make up, her small white handbag too small to fit anything useful in it still hung from her elbow while her white gloved hands clasped together in front of her. They of course were ready for the poor little handicapped girl and the boys had been told not to draw attention to her affliction and not to call her the cripple word.

'Come stand with us…' began the man 'sorry what's your name?' asked Mr Johnson.

'I'm Sarah' said X-23 thinking of her mother's name and smiling, the girl walked over to them and handed the man her flowers as the camera flashed before he pulled her closer for a group shot with his family.

The camera flashes as the photographer pointed it, 'One more' said the photographer as the camera clicked 'oh no out of film' he grumbled as he rewound it and ejected it before slamming in a new one. 'Sorry about that smile for the birdy' smiled the photographer as the camera flashed.

As quickly as possible to capitalize on the blinding flash X-23 pops the claw on her right foot with a 'Snikt' noise, she swings her full body weight behind her right foot as it comes sweeping up rapidly and slices into the mans chest. She slips her foot slips effortlessly out of the mans her claw now covered in blood gleaming. She pops the claw in her other foot out before swinging her right leg backwards and using the momentum to bring her left leg up and into the chest of Mrs Johnson. The claws in her hands pop with a 'Snikt' as she slices them down the back of the two young boys shredding their blazers in the process and dropping them to the floor. She lunges at the camera man who still held his camera in place as it rapidly took pictures, she wasn't sure if she moved too fast for him to understand what had happened or if her was paralysed by fear. X-23 never found out the answer to her question as she drove her foot blade through the camera and into the mans head before she back flipped a couple of times till she was behind Mr Stevenson and snapped his neck with a loud crack which seemed to echo in the now silent room.

She casts one more look at the room before slicing through the window lock and dropping to the street where the car was waiting for her.

(Weapon X complex)

'Why was that necessary, he posed no threat and he backed this project. You could have kept her anonymity till a time when she was really needed' said Sarah as she stood in front of Sutter quite angrily at the debriefing.

'Please Sarah surely your not that naive you cant sell anything without the proper advertising' smiled Rice as he answered her question before Sutter could, Sutter just smiled and nodded at Rice's observations.

…

Following this display, the department is able to sell X-23's services for fifty-five million a hit. Sutter sits in front of a monitor reviewing potential clients and targets that include such criminal luminaries as Wilson Fisk, Hydra, Doctor Doom and Magneto.

Sarah Kinney waits outside the office where she knows Rice and Sutter plan the rest of her daughter's life. 'So tell me how old is Henry now?' asks Kinney to Rachel (Dr Sutter's Wife and secretary.)

'He's seven now and so like his father I'm sure I have a picture here somewhere' said Rachel as she routed around in her purse for a recent picture.

'That's okay I think It'll be a long time till I finally get to see Dr. Sutter, he's so busy, so I'll just come back later, I have work to be doing' said Sarah who was sick of waiting and being excluded from her daughter's life, she was also just sick of the project in general but if she gave up she would never see her Anya again. Sarah stands to leave as Rice opens Sutter's door and exits into the waiting room.

'Rachel could you get a file for me on…Wilson Fisk?' requested Zander as he began to shut the door again, he caught sight of Sarah and decided to have some fun making sure he closed the door behind him as he entered into the waiting room.

'Finally it seems that your 'pet' is starting to earn its keep' snarled Rice as he smiled at the woman.

'She is not my pet. Let me make this clear to you as well Zander as soon as I have my say I will see to it that all these plans are put to a stop' growled Sarah back angrily.

'I see where she gets her animal temper from, it's from her mother who got it from her father is my guess. Sarah one last thing don't fool yourself you haven't got a say anymore' laughed Zander as Sarah leaves the room.

'He couldn't know about my father, those files are confidential it must have been a random guess or a coincidence' thought Sarah to herself as she left leaving Zander and Rachel in the room alone.

'Zander I have been meaning to talk to you' said Sarah as she watched the man carefully. 'It's Henry, he's yours you can't ignore it. You know that it's nearly impossible for Martin to have children. I want you too see him, I don't want any money or you to own up I just want you too see him' pleaded Rachel.

'That child has nothing to do with me' said Zander as he tried to blow off Rachel which caused her to tear up and sniffle at his refusal to deal with the situation.

…

'Hey Anya' said Sarah as she entered X-23's room which was now not generally monitored 'I've come to see you and read to you' said Sarah as she opened up a book. X-23 just sat and smiled weakly and sighed.

'What's wrong dear?' asked Sarah as she sat beside her daughter who just rolled her shoulder away from the touch, a folder slides under the door and X-23 suddenly perks up and runs to the folder before she slices open the seal and excitedly reads the assignment.

Sarah gently wipes away her unseen tear, she couldn't help thinking that 'I don't seem to matter to anyone anymore, X-23 used to be so happy to see me but now all she seems happy about is killing and there is nothing I could do about it all I can do is sit back and watch my daughter be sent out to kill and kill again.' 'I love you' said Sarah as she exited the room but no reply came, X-23 sat on her bed reading the new assignment she was being sent on.

…

The years passed and X-23 was assigned to kill a variety of targets around the world: dictators, royalty, godfathers, and drug lords. On these missions, she uses her claws, firearms and disguises to complete the assigned kill.

…

'Zander for god sake, it's Henry's birthday on Friday and you will come and see him if you don't…I'll…I've been thinking of telling Martin about us and who Henry's real father is' said Rachel as she thought about coming clean about their old affair that spawned her son who she had pretended was her husband.

Zander grabs Rachel by the throat and slams her roughly against the wall and brings his face close to hers as he tightens his grip and she chokes. 'Let me make his clear to you Rachel, you will tell Martin nothing about what we did, you were just any port in a storm, I hadn't been out of the base in a long time and I needed something. You should have known that you were too old and ugly to be anything more, if I had known that your little monster would come out of it I would have worn protection' growled Zander as he tightened his grip 'as long as you keep your mouth shut everything will be just fine if you do however..' said Zander as he tightened his grip more.

…

Sarah is in her office looking at a photo of her niece Megan, she is a beautiful little girl with long blonde hair and freckles dotted around her face.

'Dr Kinney?' came a voice as there was a knock on the door, she quickly puts the photo in the draw as her office door opens. It was Kevin he wasn't a bad kid, he had been with the project for about four years and it was his first job out of college, he did basic lab work but Sarah loved having him around but only in a friendly way because he supported her 100 in her moral decisions and didn't like what had been happening to X-23, she had been such a sweet girl when he started and now she had changed. 'I just thought I'd tell you that Rice is going with X-23 on her next mission, it's just a little strange that's all thought you might be interested.' Sarah is interested as she gets up and practically runs to the prep room.

'What is going on?' asked Sarah as she enters the prep room, swinging the doors open and coming face to face with Rice who was finishing to load his last gun before placing it in his holster.

'Nothing to do with you' laughed Zander 'you don't have any power or security clearance here if you have a problem talk to Sutter.'

'I'm jus wondering why you need to go when X-23 has been successful on every mission you've sent her on over these three long years, completed them all in the set time limit and never missed a collection point..

…

An hour later X-23 slid down the wire past the red sensors, she had just been dropped on a roof slashed her way through guards in a corridor and burst open an elevator shaft before she began to slide down the wire. She lands on the floor in the sub basement and slashed through the door. She comes face to face withfour guards but distracts them brilliantly with a smoke grenade.

'Where are you Adam?' yells one of the guards to another his only reply is 'Snikt' before a claw slashes his throat, the remaining guards meet the same fate. X-23 jumps in the air and uses her claws to get a grip on the wall before breaking through into the air conditioning and sliding along it to the room she was looking for. Mr Lower was the head of a multi-billion dollar weapons company and it was her job to kill him. It ended quickly with one shot from her silenced pistol. The mission was a complete success, X-23 makes her way quickly and easily to the roof where she checks her watch, she has completed her objective and has five minutes remaining before the arranged rendezvous which is a couple of minutes away.

'Time is up were leaving' ordered Rice who was sitting in the back of the heli-plane while he checked his watch.

'Sir we still have over two minutes' said one soldier who was then backed by his nodding companions. Rice slowly shakes his head and smiles as he grabs his guns from their holsters and opens fire killing the three soldiers splattering their blood across the plane before he leaps forward and places the gun to the pilots head.

'We aborted the mission when X-23 didn't make it to the rendezvous is that understood soldier?' asks Rice as the heli-plane begins to take off.

X-23 runs through the field towards the transport, she leaps through the last row of bushes and is within sight of the transport as operatives from Hydra (the complex where Mr Lower was belonged to HYDRA as he was there for a meeting with a high ranking HYDRA executive). The operatives shoot at her but so far she has amazingly thanks to her agility avoided the bullets. The transport is clear of the ground and rising fast as X-23 gets to the point where it had been, she could only watch as the back door opened to reveal Zander standing there.

'Good bye X-23, I hope your death is as painful as you made my life and you rot in hell' yelled Zander as he threw his father's dog tags down to the girl who caught them. She looks at them, bewildered for a brief moment. The momentary distraction allows the HYDRA to catch up with her as they hit her with a bullet and quickly surround her gun sights trained on her vital organs.

X-23 takes one last look at the chopper and Zander who was smiling evilly. She let out an animal like roar and popped all of her claws before looking at the soldiers around her. The team take what seems like a joint breath as they all breathed in at the same time before opening fire, the gun shots and the screams of pain ring through the fields, even Zander in his chopper can hear them and smiles happily at what had just taken place.

The End