TO UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN THIS CHAPTER, YOU WILL HAVE TO HAVE EXTENSIVE KNOWLEDGE ON WOLVERINE'S BIOLOGICAL, AND UNOFFICIALLY ADOPTED FAMILY! Which means all of his 'litter'. If you don't know any of these characters mentioned, Comic vine . com should have all the answers you're looking for. Thank you.

He smirked down at me, "I'm sorry, we haven't been introduced. I'm Wild Child, and you must be the girl I was supposed to kill years back."

I glared up at him from the ground, "Have you met the small part of my mind reserved for fashion critiquing? No? Well, it says, if you wanna try and rock the steam punk look-"

I tried to kick his feet out from under him, but when he jumped up to dodge it and flip over me, I grabbed his long blonde hair, yanking him back down to the ground, and quickly pinning him. He slashed at my face with his claws, getting one eye. I drove my claw into his gut, letting a wicked grin spread over my face at his scream.

"Then you might wanna have the 'punk' to back it up bub."

I tore my claws upward, and he kept trying to slash at my face and my shoulders to get me off of him. "I'm surprised, expected much more of a fight from a man a lot older then me. How's it feel to be beat up buy a little girl?"

I yanked my claws out of his stomach, driving them in-between his forearms, stabbing them into the ground so he couldn't move them, "But I'll give you some credit here, you're a cat feral, so you're an aerial fighter. You're not a brawler, you're a stalker. You wait until your opponent's guard has dropped, then you take them out quickly."

I could only see out of one eye, he had nearly scratched my other one out of the socket. "It's a useful technique, don't get me wrong, but as long as I keep my guard up, you can't do anything. Ya know why? Cause I am a brawler, a master at several martial arts, taught to me, engraved into my mind, body, and soul. The minute something like that happens to you, you never look at anything the same again. You're always waiting for someone to make a move, a reason to fight."

I opened my newly healed eye, meeting his, "You're always prepared, especially after a man like Wolverine is done training you. So tell me, are you gonna make a move already? If you are, then by all means, make my day punk."

Omega Red's tentacle wrapped around me again, yanking me off of Wild Child. Wild Child got up to run after me, but Dead Pool's bullet flew into his skull, and he dropped.

"Okay, I've had about enough of this." I growled, managing to slip out of the tentacle. The minute I hit the ground, Romulus threw Daken into me. I felt my neck crack viciously, as I hit the ground, grunting.

"Ugh… who the hell is fighting who!? It's like a four way fight! Who am I supposed to kill!?" Daken complained.

"Start with Romulus!" I snapped. "And try not to break my neck again."

I reached up, grabbing onto my neck, about to pop it back into place, but Daken batted my hands away. He grabbed my neck instead, getting ready to twist it back into place, "Be gentle! Be gent-"

He snapped it to far to the right, and I screamed, "YOU MADE IT WORSE! YOU MADE IT WORSE!"

"Then do it yourself!" He snapped, "I'm just trying to help-"

"Daken!" I interrupted, "I can't move!"

"What?!" He asks, shocked.

"I can't move anything below my neck, you paralyzed me!" I admitted, desperately trying to move my hands. "Daken, you suck!"

"I'm the one keeping Romulus off of you!" Daken protested.

"Yeah, fine job you're doing with that, you and you're stupid shark fin of a haircut!"

"Why does everyone hate my hair?!"

DeadPool screamed as Omega Red grabbed him with his tentacle, throwing him into a wall. Wild Child Body tackled Daken, tumbling with him, ending up crashing into the couch. Daken jumped up, grabbing the flat screen off the wall, and bringing it down over Wild Child's head. It shattered, cracking around his thick skull.

"Why would you do that!? To the biggest TV I've ever seen!? That… that is a crime!" I shouted, trying to get feeling back into my arms. "I hate my family! You're always trying to kill me!"

"TV is the least of your problems girl."

I looked over, seeing Romulus standing over me. "So, you up for waiting until I can move, or is this a 'forget about honor and chivalry, just cut her head off and get the job done' kinda thing?"

He just smirked, "I'm not here to kill you."

I glared at him, "Yeah, I know that. You're gonna try and turn me into one of your little minions like Wild Child. Honestly, I think it's because you're tired of dealing with kitty cats. I have a feeling he's on your back all the time asking 'Can I haz cheezeburger?' right?"

"You've got a mouth on ya girl, I'll give ya that." Romulus said, plucking me up by the top of my head, and twisting his wrist. I immediately felt my neck crackle, and then expand a little.

"Thanks pal." I said, grabbing his wrist and then boot kicking his chin, "Now piss off!"

He dropped me to the ground, but before I could move, something flew through the air, tackling Romulus out of the way, and slamming him down onto the ground.

My eyes widened in surprise as the figure stood up, red and white hair flowing past her shoulders, "Ah ain't gonna tell ya twice Romulus, ya best leave mah little sista alone, ya hear?"

I stood up, looking around. Daken and DeadPool had been thrown to the ground, panting, trying to heal up. Wild Child was flat on his back, unconscious as Rahne stood over him, smirking.

Omega Red was furiously batting at Kitty, trying to strike her as she kept fazing in and out, striking at him with her sword as Laura stepped up behind him, sinking her claws into his back. He roared, falling to the ground, maybe dead, maybe not. Probably not.

I stared in shock, "What the-"

"You said you were calling for a family reunion." Wolverine said, stepping up next to me, "I just figured I'd bring all my kids."

Armor stepped up next to Rogue, her red energy covering her, "And since the boys weren't really cutting it for you-"

DeadPool glared at her, "Hey, we were out numbered! And we wore those guys out for you! That's why you got them all down so quickly, ya brat!"

Amber smiled, brushing her platinum blonde streak out of her face, "So we all high tailed it out here to help out our best friend."

Laura shrugged as she stepped around Omega Red's body, "Niece."

Rayne chuckled, "Our personal trouble making little bampot*."

Armor joined in, her red energy vanishing, "Training buddy."

Rogue looked over her shoulder at me, "Little sista."

Kitty gave me a small two fingers salute, "Favorite little psychopath."

Another voice spoke up, "Kid that we love so much, we'd come out in daylight for."

I looked over my shoulder, seeing Jubilee standing there, a big hood over her shoulders and head.

She rolled her eyes, "Well don't just stand there gawking, we all just came out here to kick butt, take names, and save your arse once again. What do ya say to that?"

I felt a big, goofy grin spread over my face, "Well, I take back what I said before, I love my family!"

Rahne nodded, turning from her human form into her half-wolf form, "And no one messes with our family."

Wild Child staggered up, rushing over to Romulus as he too stood. Romulus gazed over the small army assembled, "Well, that is… different. What's this now Logan, getting children to fight for you?"

All my sister/aunts glared at him, and the minute Daken tried to stand up, Rahne gently pushed him back down, "Hold up there handsome, it's our turn."

Daken brushed her hand off, popping his claws, "Yeah, but what you're all fighting over just happens to be mine."

Jubilee snorted, "Ya wanna knock some since into him while we take care of the big guy and his little kitten?"

Amber walked up next to me, her nails curled into claws. "So this is Romulus?" His gaze met hers, and she extended her claws further, "Mio, however the hell you want us to play this, just let me get a few good shots in. Cause this is the guy who effectively ruined Logan, Victor, and Daken's lives. Wild Child's too, he just doesn't see it yet, and I'll be damned if I let this guy get to Daisuke."

I raised an eyebrow, "Who's Daisuke?"

She shook her head, "I'll fill ya in later."

I nodded, and Rahne spoke up, "Well, what's the plan little wolf?" (I know she has a thick Scottish accent, but after looking online about how to write that out… I got a major headache. Seriously, look it up! It doesn't even look like English!)

Omega Red groaned, stirring, and Logan moved to subdue him again, but I quickly spoke up. "Well, I say that Armor, Rahne, and Kitty take care of Omega Red. Amber, Jubilee, I think you two can handle Wild Child, right?"

Amber smirked, "Let's see if my big brother can take me."

"Rogue, Laura, you two help me with Romulus." I said, popping my claws.

Rogue nodded, "Mah pleasure, shugah."

Laura came to stand beside me and Rogue. I looked over my shoulder Logan, then pointed at DeadPool and Daken. "Hey Gramps, you go over there and take care of those two losers."

DeadPool scoffed at me, "Hey, my info saved your life!"

Daken elbowed him, "Just shut up and watch the fight."

Rouge raised an eyebrow at me, "Now he's okay with sittin' on the sidelines?"

I rolled my eyes, "No, he just realized if he sits there like a good boy, he can watch a ton of incredibly athletic women fight people he hates, and look sexy while doing it."

Armor blushed, "Wait, really?"

I laughed, "Just bend over a lot kid, and maybe he won't kill you next time he sees you."

She glared at me, "That's not funny."

Romulus growled, "Enough! If you children are going to try and fight me, then fine. But just know, I don't take any please in such an easy win."

Laura looked over at me, "What does he mean, easy? We have them excessively out numbered."

"He means because were girls." I answered.

I could smell immediately hate coming off of all my female family members, and I smirked up at Romulus, crossing my arms at him, "Yeah, I just signed your death warrant for ya pal. Ya know why? Cause every single girl in this room is a die hard feminist? Why? Because that man over there, the one with the coolest claws in the family, raised each and every single one of us to do things that everyone said girls couldn't do."

Jubilee nodded, "Amen."

Rogue nodded, "Preach it sista."

"And you're finally gonna die, you old wind bag. You'll be killed, by girls." I snapped, "Alright, girls? Let's give these boys hell."

*Scottish slang for idiot