I've been alone a long time... ever since HE had gone and never come back.
How long had it been? I couldn't remember. The last time that I had heard his
voice was when he had put me in this room, he told my caretaker, "This should
keep her safe... X49 must be kept safe, she'll be our backup plan if
Operation Cerebro fails."
I had never known what he meant... not then... not now... and perhaps never.
All I did was stay in my little room in my little white jacket, the kind that
doesn't let me use my arms. I hadn't left this room in nearly a month or two,
and the docors had stopped coming to give me that... that thing after a few
hours, that had been a week or so ago. I hadn't eaten in that time either...
and I was getting hungry... and angry.
I had always had what HE called a bad temper... he said that was good... HE
said that I was acting like my father... or thats what I think that he was.
HE never really told me much... all he ever said was that I didn't have a
mother... just a father. I never understod that either.
I was so hungry... all I wanted was to get out of here... No I was going to
get out. I was tired of waiting here. My claws shot from my fingertips and
shreaded the jacket. Then I darted for the door...
A little while later I was shivering out in the snow... I wasn't wearing
anything... and it was cold. Without thinking... without caring... I ran off
into a nearby forest.