Amber stopped me on my way to Frost's office the next morning, "Mio, look, I'm sick of this! You ignore me, all the time! You don't talk to me, you tell me you hate me, but you won't say why. Mio, we were like sisters when we were training under Logan, and now I'm garbage to you? What the hell is your problem!?"

I glared at her, "Yeah, we were like sisters. We talked about everything, you were the only one I told about my pheromone power, I told you about my past in Japan, everything I thought I knew."

Her gaze softened, "So what happened to us? Why haven't we spoken in three years?"

"What happened!?" I snapped, "You left me here, that's what happened, you bitch!"

Her eyes widened, but I spoke before she could, "No, you listen to me Amber, everyone here hated me! I had no friends, no one but you! You were the only one I related to Amber. We were both raised the same way, and we both had the same vendetta! Kill our fathers! But then, you just up and left one day, and left me with all those losers! You weren't there for me."

My voice cracked on the last word, and she grabbed my shoulders, "Mio! Look, I never wanted to leave, but I had to! Something came up with my father, and I… well, I had to go clean up after him for awhile."

"Well what was so important you left me? Huh?" I snapped.

She shook my shoulders a little, "I found out I had a little brother."

My eyes widened. "Little… that guy Daisuke you were talking about?"

She nodded, "I found out about him around the same time Sabertooth did, and I had to go down there to help keep him away from my father."

I couldn't believe this! "Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you ask me to come help you?"

"The same reason you never ask anyone to help you with your father's issues." Amber said, shrugged, "I guess I'm just doomed, for the rest of my life to make up for my father's wrongs. That's the only way I can clear my conscience about what I've done in my father's name."

I shook my head, "What happened to you wanting to kill him? We had common ground there…"

She chuckled, "I grew up I guess. Decided I didn't want to waist anymore time on my father. He's been around for thousands of years, and he's not going anywhere. But the people he hurts? I decided to dedicate my life to them."

I shook my head, "Amber…"

"I know it sounds strange, from me, no less." She shrugged, "I guess I just took a good look at what I had here. Family, friends, training, and I just decided, I wasn't going to let him hold me back from that. So, I chose this, over him."

"But he deserves to die after what he did. If he were human he would have been arrested for child abuse a long time ago." I pointed out.

"If he were human, he would have died a long time ago, so would have I." She said, "I know what he's done to me, what he's done to Alex, but if I let myself keep wanting to kill him, I'm just giving into him. He's still in control of my life."

I sighed, "I wouldn't do it."

"I know." she said, shrugging. "I just decided I'll be better off with him out of my life, that's why I let him go. So he'll leave this place. This is my home, he's not welcome here." She sighed, giving me a look one would give a sister that was doing drugs, not quite pity, but pretty close. "I just wish you'd let it go. I wish you'd forgive him, and move on. You'd have such a great life."

I stared at the floor, "A coward like me, I'd never be able to do something that brave."

She looked at me sadly, "You aren't a-"

"All I've done is run my whole life!" I snapped, "I ran from Hydra to my father. Them I ran from my father to here. Now I'm just standing here, still hiding form both of them!"

She shook her head, "You're doing the smart thing, you're keeping yourself alive."

I glared at the ground. "I don't like being smart."

"Being smart is keeping you here!" She said, "With all of us? What do you think would happen to Lovette if you died? Or Logan? You are the only kid Logan didn't mess up with Mio, you're more like him than any of his little adopted litter, and you know it. You dying, would kill both of them, and Conner."

She took a deep breath, "And what about me?" She questioned, her voice quivering. "You're my best friend Mio, you're my sister! If you died, I'd go on a killing spree! I'd track down everyone who ever wronged you, and kill them all as painfully as I could!"

I was shocked at her words, and she continued. "Before you came along, the only thing I thought I would ever become, was my father. But because of you…" She paused, then continued. "Because of you, toting around that chip on your shoulder, not hesitant to tell anyone that you were nothing like your father. I wanted that the minute I saw you. I'm proud to be different Mio. I'm proud to want more than a life filled with killing and blood. I'm proud to be the next generation, and to actually be different than the last." She shook her head slowly at me, "Don't you want that?"

I paused, "I guess I do, but like I said, I'm to much of a coward to try and achieve it."

Amber took a deep breath, "Mio, you're going to have to grow up eventually."

I walked past her to Frost's office. "I'm going to spend my whole life, exactly like I am now. Young, and strong."

Now, just to try and get past the fog in my mind, with the help of Emma Frost.

I was six.

I would always make stories up to the kids in the village, telling them that I wasn't a bastard, that I had a father, and make up some name for him. Ichigo, Shino, Leiko, Luthando, anything I wanted.

I glared at Ai, "Shut up! I do have a father! His name is Maemi Sai! And he's a soldier, in the war!"

She scoffed, "Last week you said his name was Ichigo, and that he was our representative to America. Give it up Mio, you're a bastard child, you're father is either dead, or doesn't love you."

Emma sighed, "So many memories, changed. This one as well."

I was six.

My father had not stayed very long. After explaining to me that I was a lupine, and a few abilities I should look out for, like sensitive hearing, or good smell, he had left, saying he would return when he could. Nearly a year went by without head or tail of him, but that's didn't stop me from telling anyone who would listen about my father.

My teacher would scoff at my good grades, "You must have cheated! Just what a bastard child is good at, cheating! Cheating and theft!"

I glared at him, "I am not a bastard child! My father's name is Daken Akihiro, and he's better than any man in this village."

He slapped a ruler down on top of my head, "Enough of this nonsense! I will have no more lies in my class room."

"They aren't lies!" I snapped, "My father is an important man, and the only reason he isn't around more is because he's helping to build an empire. He's going to rule everyone and everything one day, and I'm going to be beside him!"

"Enough!" my teacher roared, pushing me out of the door, "Go home! Don't come back for the rest of the month!"

I growled at him through the closed door softly, "When I rule beside my father, I'm going to have you sentenced to death."

I went home, and my mother said nothing to me about my suspension. She was used to me getting into fights by now.

It was late by the time I got all the chickens rounded up, and when I finally did, I shut them in, and turned around to see someone walking up the path towards my house. By six, I had finally begun to distinguish scents, and this man smelled like no one form my village. I called out to him, "Who are you?"

He stopped his walk to my house, and started walking towards me. I backed up a little, not wanting to be hit. "Ha, a girl doesn't recognize her own father."

I paused, staring through the darkness to see a tattoo covering the man's left arm. I grinned, "Father!"

Before I could say anything up, father scooped me up, holding me. My grin got even bigger. He had never held me before. "What have you been up to, little trouble maker?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him. He stiffened, not returning it. I didn't care. I pulled away, "I missed you."

He nodded, "I've been busy."

I understood. "Have you had fun? Working on your kingdom?"

He nodded, a grin creeping over his face too, "Lots of fun."

"What kind of things do you do?" I asked as he carried me towards the house.

"Your English has gotten much better." He noted. "I have to… take care of certain people who get in the way of who I work for."

My head tilted to the side, "I thought you were the one in charge."

He smiled, "So, you remembered what I told you? Yes, I will be , one day. I'll inherit the kingdom I have helped build."

"Will I inherit it from you?" I asked.

He nodded, "Yes, you will, once you're worthy of it."

"When will I be worthy?" I asked as he stepped up onto the front porch.

"When you can drink a whole bottle of sake and not get drunk." He said.

I stared at him, "What?"

He laughed, "When you're ready, you'll know."

He set me down at my front door, and ruffled my hair, "How is your school work going?"

"I am the top of my class." I answered.

He nodded, "Good, have the other girls been bothering you?"

I shook my head, "No, but the boys are."

He raised an eyebrow, "The… boys are… bothering you?"

Looking back at that moment, I'm pretty sure that the only words in his head at that moment were either "Oh shit, not already!" or "That's my girl! Seduce those men like your daddy would!"

I'd actually put my money on the later.

"Yeah, they threw me off a bridge yesterday." I told him.

He was quiet for a minute, before nodding, "Right, you should go to bed."

He turned to leave, and I called after him, "When are you coming back?"

"Whenever I can, you know I'm busy."

I jolted out of my memories, gasping. I felt the shiver run through me again, and Emma's trash can was immediately put in my hands. I puked, spit, and then looked up at her in defeat, "Emma, when are we going to get to the important things!?"

Emma stared at me, "You just found out your father did not abandon you."

"He came around once a year if I was lucky."

"He protected you from Wild child and Romulus."

I shook my head, "Daken and Romulus mentioned something about a deal. Emma, I know you said I should take it slow with my memories, but I need to know what went down between them and me. If they made some kind of agreement about who I belong to, I wanna know!"

She nodded, "I can't simply skip over sensitive material Mio, but if I fast forward ahead, so to speak, you may not be able to process the information."

I glared at her, "Emma, just do it."

She slammed her palm down on the table, "Enough! Mio, you have taken risk after risk with getting these memories back, and despite your freakish tolerance for pain, damage to your mind is still being done! Now, we do this my way, or not at all."

I growled, standing up, "I need to know if my own father tried to sell me to Romulus, damn it!"

She paused, "Ah, this is what you fear?"

I sank back down into my chair, "I know that he's scum, but I… just can't stand the thought of him being that kind of scum. To me, at least."

She rested her hand on my shoulder, "Mio, do you think your father went unpunished for his actions to protect you? What do you think Romulus did when he found out?"

I sighed, "Probably tore him to shreds, and if he ever found out he was sneaking out to see me, probably tore him to shreds all over again."

Emma nodded, "I doubt Daken would go through all that to simply give you away."

I snorted, "If you're trying to imply he was a good father-"

"Nothing of the sort. He's most likely the worst father, in the history of fathers."

I chuckled, "Yeah, probably."

"However." She said, "I would never underestimate his protective instincts. You can't count on your father for much, but his protection, when you need it? I have no doubt he'd come running. Now, you get in his way, and he'll most likely subject you to horrendous torture."

I nodded, "Yeah, if anything proves that statement right, it's Madripor."

Emma paused, "Mio, have you ever confronted your father about all the wrong he's ever done to you?"

I shook my head, "Wouldn't do any good Frost, he'd just ignore me, take pleasure in the fact he upsets me, it would just fuel him, and make me look like an utter idiot."

"Fair enough, pick back up tomorrow?"

I nodded, "Yeah, sure."

I was halfway to my room when Daken called me.

I smirked to myself, I'm gonna kill him. "If you're calling to nominate me as the next Japanese dictator, press one. If you're calling to complain about the subway car incident two years ago, press two. If you just wanna bitch at me, hang up. I ain't gonna talk to you."

"Why the hell didn't you tell me Donna was pregnant!?" Daken hissed.

"Hey there pops, didn't you hear me? If you wanna bitch at me, just hang up."

"Mio, you should have told me!"

"Yeah, well it wasn't really my place. Now, here's that threat I promised you, if you don't man up and raise that kid right, and make me clean up your mess again, I'll turn that kid into a hippie, tree hugging liberal. I swear to God, I'll do it."

"… You wouldn't."

"I'll bye it a tie-dyed T-shirt for it's birthday." I snapped, "And I'll only let it watch the liberal slanted new channels. There won't be any Fox for that kid. Oh, I know, something else! I'll turn it into a mini-spider man, who refuses to kill, and preaches about the value of life to anyone who will listen to them."

"If you even try, I will personal shove my claw-!"

Suddenly, I heard a struggle on the other end of the line, and Donna's voice came into ear range, "Hey Mio, sorry about that. But, you are the one who eggs him on."

"It's fun!"

"Be in all seriousness Mio, let's just keep this between the three of us, okay?"

I grinned, "Don't you mean, the four of us? Pink or blue?"

I could hear Daken in the background mumble to low for Donna to hear, "It better be a boy this time."

"Doctor hasn't confirmed, but I've got my fingers crossed for a girl."

"That ain't what your boy toy wants."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Daken said he was fine with either."

"Yeah, he lied." I said, rolling my eyes, "You know the dude was a sexist before he met you, right?"

"What can I say? I have this way of knocking men down a few pegs."

"Stop talking about me like I'm not here Donna!"

I laughed, "Well, you two lovebirds take care, oh wait! When's the little guy due?"

"This summer."

"Cool! I'll be there… ya know, when he's like, uh, two, four?"

Donna was silent for a moment, "Your father wants to talk to you."

"Okay."

Daken's voice came next, hissing into the phone. "If you tell Logan about this, I swear to God, Mio, I'll-"

"What Daken!? What will you do!? My mind is already turning into hell! Since you've done nothing but tell me what to do this entire conversation, here's an order for you. Piss off!"

I hung up, and collapsed on my bed. My dreams had become a mixture of memories, and fantasies, and I didn't even know what was true anymore. In some dreams my father would walk into my old home, kiss my mother, and then get into a tickle fight with me. In others, he would break the door down, behead my mother, and then put me through the same torture he did in Madripor.

The fact Emma was going so slow with my memories didn't make anything easier.

So I did the only thing I knew the do in a situation like this.

I went to find Logan.