Chapter 5

By the way, I'm switching things up a bit. See if you can figure out how, you might just get a mental prize.

Memories were funny things to him now.

Very funny things, and not in the "Ha ha" way. He could write a book on all the things he somewhat "remembered" that really disturbed him. Who is Creed anyways, what the flip did Weapon X do to him, whatever that is, and why the heck did he keep getting flashbacks of Canada? Or something like Canada.

Or something.

He once read in a book that you can remember anything if you try hard enough, even if it didn't happen in real life.

It was as if all his confusing past was just a dream, or maybe a half dream. Maybe he thought all of it up while he was lying in bed one day, already dreaming without being quite asleep. Maybe he was a normal man, with a normal childhood, and then he normally developed some mutant powers, normally became able to slice and dice people apart with claws in his hands, and somehow normally ended up in your normal superhero team led by a normal paraplegic, who just happened to be able to, as normal, read minds.

Normal.

Pfft. Yah right.

She didn't want to describe her personal life, she didn't want her personal life.

She very much wished that her mind was brain washed. Maybe then she wouldn't have to remember anything. Like those times she was flung against the wall to see if her healing factor worked. She only got flashbacks of it, but she remembered.

She remembered that the healing factor did work.

The pain relief, no, the pain was still there. And it was extreme, especially at her age.

But then, there were some... intriguing memories, ones that triggered her curiosity. Like that face, that smiling but pitiful face of that... boy... yes, it was a boy. The way he looked at her. She could tell he thought she was asleep, but she was conscious alright. She just couldn't move. She saw him smile at her, a reassuring smile, but her new found safety was lost when he came in. He yelled words that she couldn't hear, but she knew that her smiling friend was going to have to leave now. And he wasn't going to experience happy things after he left, either. She remembered seeing him look back at her.

...

And she never could forget those eyes.

~ o-O-o ~

This was just great. Exactly what he wanted.

Yup, more kids with dead parents or something. And bad memories. Horrible pasts, traumatic events, it was just what he needed. The perfect addition to all that had been going on in his life, now he had another kid to try and understand. Even better, a girl! A little girl, just like Kitty and Jubilee! Just wait, he'd get attached and loving again. The girl woud break the barriers he worked so very hard to put up surrounding himself, and that was just giddy! Just plain giddy!

He really had to learn to be less sarcastic.

Anyways, this Delilah girl was taking time out of his schedule. He'd much rather be slicing away at laser beams or something in the Danger Room than be here, watching this sassy girl blab.

"Did you know that 5000 kids die of dirty water every day? Look it up if you don't believe me." Gimme' a break and shut up, kid.

"Oh, we believe you." he said with a smirk, rolling his eyes. He could see the annoyance in her face. Then, bored, Logan tuned out of the conversation. He barely heard Chuck introducing him, and then... how interesting, he found that Olivia was scared of him. That just makes everything better, huh? He could feel her tensing up and her heart beating out of her chest as she stared at him, petrified. He decided not to stare back, it was better if he just didn't care at all. Looking out the window, he was just about to ask Chuck if he could leave them to their selves when Chuck started yelling, "Wolverine, catch her! She's..."

Great. Just great. She fainted, again. Maybe he should have just left her at the front step. Then again, Rogue would have probably found her soon enough. He and Charles carried Odelilah to the Medical Wing where they finally left her to Hank. Still, he couldn't help but make sure she wakes up. I mean, at least he didn't have to go pack. But then again, she might faint again if he was all up in her face when she woke up. Logan turned on his heel, waved goodbye to Hank, and left.

~ o-O-o ~

He went to the kitchen, hoping he'd be alone, but what do you know. The world just hated him so much, huh?

Sitting next to Kitty in the kitchen was Rogue.

Hip hip hooray.

Kitty basically attacked Logan when he walked through the door."Logan! How's Odelia!" Kitty blurted. Oh, that was the pest's name. Rogue gritted her teeth and avoided Logan's gaze.

Trying and failing at ignoring her, he said, "The little Asian imp? She's fine. She passed out again, apparently she's terrified of me." he grinned, and Kitty chuckled.

"Ah can see why," Rogue groaned quietly. Kitty giggled more. Wonderful, wonderful. He was the perfect social butterfly, especially with girls! I mean, he caused one girl to faint, another is ignoring him, and one is laughing at him. Plus there was Jean... Logan is such a lady's man.

I think I might be catching the sarcasm bug.

After grabbing a Gatorade, Logan decided to check if the "little Asian imp" had woken up yet. He made his way back to the Medical wing and stuck his head through the door.

"She up yet?" he asked Hank. Hank looked up from the book he was reading and said, "Well, yes and no. She woke up and asked me for some water. She was.. heheh, surprised to see that I was, well... blue and fuzzy, as she put it." Hank had another one of those "heheheh" laughs and continued. "After she drank it, she refused to take any medicine. She went right back to sleep then, and she has quite some reason to."

"Yeah, but you'd think she'd have enough sleep after fainting three times in one day."

"Well, technically, when you faint you..." Logan left before he could finish the sentence. He found that he was also surprisingly tired, even after chugging down a Gatorade. He finished a session in the Danger Room and went to sleep at 9:00.

~ o-O-o ~

The next day, he found himself back in the same room with the same people.

Just him, Chuck, and Odiala. Or Diana... or Olivia...

"So, Odelia!" smiled Charles, as if nothing wrong had ever happened between them. "Since you are a minor, we cannot hold official custody of you until someone signs you over to us. And since your father is giving water to Africans, we can either call a close relative or..." he stopped to think.

"Or what?" Deloia asked."I have a right to know my options," she smartly said. Chuck deeply sighed.

"Or you can sign these papers that make you a ward of the institute, until a parent or guardian comes to take you." Oh no no no... Logan knew where this was going.

"Absolutely! Hand 'em over!" she immediately responded. Odeliva scribbled her name neat and gigantic.

"John Hancock." mumbled Logan. Deliala ignored him. She was too busy being happy. She had finally escaped, until her father tracked her down that is.

Which she thought would be a matter of weeks. Keyword thought.

Well then, that's just splendid.

Shopping List:

Carrots

Ham

Arugula

Radishes

Lima beans

Oranges

Tangerines

Tampons

Electric Eels

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Chocolate

Horseradish

Apples

Pears

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8 index cards

Olive oil

Nuts

Tomatoes

Arkansas

Bear

Lalalala

Electricity

I found a wonderful book on how to write in code, but I can't say I'm very good.

Anybody know a vegetable that starts with letter L?