Discliamer: I own nothing... but I wish I did.
A/N: This is my first fanfic so please be nice because it would anger me if you were to be rude. Oh yes and flames will be deleted right away if I recieve in any so there will be no point in flaming.
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Chapter 1
Welcome Wagon
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the city that never sleeps." Announced the loudspeaker. As I stepped off the train onto the platform, the strong smell of exhaust filled my nostrils. It was so loud; I thought to myself, how could anybody live here. As I asked myself this, my senses heightened. There were so many people, some with briefcases, some with backpacks. They had so many different scents, some smelt angry, some smelt sad, some smelt as if they were rushing. I felt so small, and surrounded by people. I…for the first time in my life was afraid; I didn't know what to do, or where to go. I saw a giant picture of a woman, and so I walked up to it. It said Revlon, assuming it was her name, I whispered it to myself, "Revlon". I jumped as a group of girls my age brushed passed. One of them had headphones on…but the one on her right didn't. She glanced at me and then glanced away. They were all heading towards a staircase. I turned in their direction, and I started walking, a sign overhead said, East 42 Street. I walked up the stairs, and into a huge building. It was tremendous and loud, and I smelt something really good. It was at that moment when I realized I was starved.
I was walking around in search of someplace to get food. When I heard a man yelling some nonsense into the air. "We must stop the mutants from taking over the planet, they do not, I repeat DO NOT belong among us!" I just rolled my eyes, and continued in my search of food. Then I heard another man shouting, "Get yer extra hot dogs for only 99 cents a dog." I reached into my pocket, and took out the only money I had. It was in my mother's pocket, I felt guilt for having it, so I figure I'd use it fast. I took out 45.00 dollars, and 15 cents in change. When I brought it over to the man, and asked for a hot dog with ketchup, he looked at me as if I were blind, or stupid. He said, "Are you kidding me, you cant buy hot dogs with this, you're in America!" And he handed it back to me. I got angry, but I knew I couldn't get mad, that wouldn't end well, so I simply asked, "Why, I'm sure this is enough?" He chuckled, "Kid, this is enough, it's more than enough actually, but this is Canadian money, and it won't get you nowhere here." I still didn't understand, and he must have noticed because he told me to wait a couple of minutes 'til his break. So I sat down on the nearest bench, god who knew lunch would be so hard to buy here. Once he was done closing, he directed me towards the US currency exchange. We walked up to the counter; he told the young blond woman that I needed some money exchanged from Canadian to US. She asked how much, and he started counting my money. When he was finished, he told the lady, whose nametag said Diane, that I only had forty-five dollars and fifteen cents. She said ok miss, and he handed her the money, she handed back to him the US money. He said thank you to her, and then looked at me as if he expected me to say something. I just repeated to her what he said. "Thank you…here." I said as I turned to face him and handed him the money. He replied with, "What's this for?" I laughed, and said "The hot dog, with ketchup." He smiled and said, "Right this way miss."
After lunch I went outside. It was chilly, but I was okay. I looked up and gasped at how tall the buildings were. It was amazing, and I'm only so surprised because I've never been to a city. There were so many buildings, and they were all squished up together. I had to squint to see, because the reflection of the setting sun on the windows was so bright.
Suddenly I was pushed, I turned around as I heard someone say, "Watch it!" The girl, who passed me in the subway, was walking away. "Watch it yourself!" I called back. She turned around and said, "Excuse me!" "I think you heard me" I exclaimed! "Maybe you should open your eyes next time you're walking down a street full of people!" I shouted. "Really, and this is coming from the girl who stopped in the middle of sidewalk, ya know...where people walked so you can stare at the sky?" She said. Well I have to admit, she did have a point, but still she didn't have to be such a bitch about it. " Next time you want someone to move..." I stopped, realizing that my claws were at her throat. "Get...get away from me you monster!" She yelped between her sobs. That, unfortunately is all I'll ever be.
I walked away from there so fast I didn't even notice what street I was on. I was lost again, not that I ever wasn't. I almost went into a rage; I almost killed again, in front of that many people. God, I need to control myself. I can't even believe I was able to stop myself. Maybe I've changed; maybe I'm different now that I've left the facility. No! I'll never change; I'll never be different. I'm a weapon not a child, not a child. My designation is X-23, and I was designed to kill.
I entered a street alley; with my claw I made another x on my wrist. It felt so good, the only pain that could possibly feel good. "Well well, now what do have we here J?" I heard a voice come from behind. "I don't know but I sure want to find out" Another voice said. I felt someone grab my arm, I tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let go. "Let me kiss the boo-boo baby" "Get away from me!" I screamed. One of them grabbed my mouth. I've had enough! Slash! Slash! Both were on the ground, blood all over me, and the ground. "Marty...Marty what the hell just happened!" Asked one. "She just fucking stabbed us or something!" Added another. I just stood there with my claws dripping with blood. No...no. No! No! NO! I did it again. Wait it was self defense, I was just defending myself. I should get out of here. I started walking away. Wait! I can't walk out there covered in blood, and looking like this. I saw a dumpster towards the back of the alley, I started looking for clothes. One sock. Ohh another one...god these smell. A shirt, no too shredded. A sweater good, pants, ok these will do. I quickly changed into the smelly set of clothes. All the while the ass holes were screaming for help. I had to get out of there fast, because I just know no ones gunna ignore them for long. I needed to find someplace to sleep. I was exhausted. I walked until I found a motel. I paid for the room, went inside and crashed on the bed.
So this was New York...it never sleeps?
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