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I snarl as I finally get my body back under control, the child me fading and merging back with the rest of my mind.

"You're first fault was that you trusted a bunch of fucking humans!"

Creed steps back, dropping the stuffed tiger, his body tensing for a fight.

"The second was thinking that you could have gotten away with it. That old man was right, why would I ever have forgiven you?"

I unsheathe my claws, "You betrayed us you bastard! Now look at me! I'm a fucking monster because of you!"

My rage kicks in and I'm out for blood, I charge at him and right before my claws slice through his raised arms; I stop moving.

I can move my eyes and nose, but it's like my skeleton just locked up and refuses to budge.

Creed looks at me sadly, with that same damn look he would always give me back at the facility.

He knew he was guilty even if he couldn't remember it.

He turns his attention to the strange gray-haired man who was standing next to Xavier.

He looks back at me grinning, "I'm sorry, Kitten, but too much has happened since then. I ain't gunna say sorry for hurtin' ya either, cause that was too much fun, but part of me still loves ya, now that I remember ya; if that makes ya feel any better."

I snarl again, struggling against whatever is holding me back.

That bastard is just smiling? After all that he's done to me and he's just gunna smile at me like that?

Xavier's voice pops into my head and says, "Kim, you need to curb this anger and bloodlust."

"Get the fuck outta my head!"

The older man walks into my view and says, "You are quite the vicious one aren't you?"

I try to move something, an arm a finger, anything, but no luck. "Who the fuck are you?"

"You may call me Magneto and there's no use struggling. You're adamantium skeleton is under my control."

"Magneto? So your mutation has something to magnetism then, right?"

He nods, smiling calmly. I grin, flashing him my metal teeth and slowly begin moving my entire body.

I copy his powers and reverse my polarity and then flare my hand out towards Magneto. He flies backward, reacting like two magnets with the same polarity facing each other.

The woman who was pretending to be my mother runs to him and I return my attention to Creed.

"Can't fight me unless I'm chained up somehow huh?"

I charge at him again he dodges, snarling at my attack. He charges, slicing my arm. The pain just pisses me off more and I jump over and behind him, turning to ram both sets of claws right into his back, scraping them against ribs.

He roars out in pain and I grin, twisting my fists, reveling in the smell and sight of his blood.

Someone yanks me backwards, pulling my claws out.

Creed drops to the ground, panting and choking as blood fills his lungs up before healing.

I turn to spot the woman who was still pretending to be my mother, "My fight is not with you."

Her skin ripples and becomes dark blue; her eyes become a glowing yellow and her hair a vibrant red.

She glances at my Uncle who is still on the ground, "As much as I would like to see him receive an ass whooping from a little girl, we require him in top condition at all times."

I stare at her and then turn back to Creed, shaking in an attempt to contain my anger, "I don't ever want to see you again. You deserve so much more pain than that little scratch. I hope you rot in hell…"

I walk over to Logan, Xavier, and Cyclops struggling to not turn around and gut the bastard and string him up by his intestines.

My rage still hasn't faded and I feel like I just need to kill something. I guess I never noticed how much Wraith's little missions helped me curb my natural instincts…

As I come upon them I spot the files that Xavier held in his lap. I growl and hold out my hand, expecting him to just read my mind. He nods and hands me Sabertooth's file.

I turn around watch Creed get to his feet, the wounds already fully healed.

"I was just gunna torch this, but you know what? I'm gunna give it to you, just so you can understand how much you fucked up and how much you actually lost."

I toss it on the ground towards him and the other two.

He looks at me pissed and sad, but doesn't say a word. If he had I probably would have gone off on him again.

I look at Magneto, whose suit was ripped from me tossing him, "Thank you for your assistance, I apologize for tossing you, but next time… don't fuck with me."

He smirks and nods, "I underestimated your abilities. I would like to talk to again sometime. My cause could use a mutant like you."

"Erik…" Xavier made that sound like a warning.

Magneto smiles, "I know your feelings Charles, but from that little display earlier, I now know some of hers as well."

I frown and lash my tail, "I'll be back…"

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I walk away from them, my hands itching to hurt something.

I can hear someone following and I turn to see Logan, "What do you want?"

Logan crosses his arms and stares at me, "You're not going to try leaving again are you?"

"No, I just need to calm down, unless you want me go back there and start carving that son of a bitch into tiny pieces?"

I slam my fist into a tree trunk, shaking from the pent up anger.

"This was so much easier when I was on the Doc's meds…"

"What meds?"

"Some of the shit they made me take every month curbed my animal side. They figured out quick that is wasn't easy to get me to stop once I was like this."

Logan sighs, "I use the Danger Room sessions and I go hunting every so often to keep myself in check."

"I used to kill people and most of the time… I liked doing it."

I walk further into the trees with Logan right behind.

This is almost worse than being in the facility; at least there I didn't have all this shit hanging over my head.

I found out Wolverine is my father, my mother is dead, my Uncle is the man who betrayed me and helped torture me for the past decade, I had a split personality that took over my body, and now I gotta find new ways to keep sane.

It's not like I didn't already know that I was a feral, Cornelius explained that part to me quite well, hence the enhanced animal-like senses and behavior.

I never even thought about what would happen if I stopped taking all the pills and injections Cornelius made me take. For all I know the meds could have been what keeping the effects of the radiation and experimentation at bay as well…

I keep walking until all my anger fades and once it's gone I just stop.

I lean against a tree and slide down until I'm sitting on the ground; glad at the fact that the rage disappeared without me killing anything or anyone.

Logan pauses at nearby tree and waits.

"What are we gunna do now?"

Logan shrugs, "Head back to the school, I guess. What else is there?"

I look up through the trees towards our old home, "I guess there isn't anything left for us here is there?"

He follows my gaze, solemnly.

I lean my head against the tree, "I guess I can put up with the school for a while, but at the first sign of me either going bat-shit or if my mutation takes a turn for the worst I want you to find any way possible to take me out. I don't give a shit if you're my dad or not, you're the only one who could probably do it."

Logan goes to argue and I cut him off, "Please don't make me have to turn to Creed for something like that."

He frowns and nods and I sigh.

"I wonder what it would have been like if she was still alive and we were never taken."

I think about it for a minute and then laugh, "I just can't picture us sitting around a table eating peacefully. Grr! Pass the potatoes."

He grins, "Fuck off, get 'em yourself."

We laugh and he says, "You ready to get out of this nightmare, kiddo?"

I stand up and we follow the scents back to the Blackbird.

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As soon as I walk up the ramp Nightcrawler jumps up and runs over to hug me.

I pat him awkwardly on the back and eventually he lets go.

"I was so worried about you, fraulien! When the Professor told me about Sabertooth being there and you walking away… I didn't think you were coming back this time."

I frown glancing over at the crippled man and then back to Nightcrawler, "Yeah, well I guess I'm sticking around for a while. No more hallucinations or getting fried either."

He grins from ear to ear, "I'm glad you're staying! And for the record you were a very cute and very truthful child."

I smirk, remembering when she had been scared of him, calling him a monster.

And then remembering something I look at Logan who was closing the ramp up, "Oh, and if you EVER call me Kitten, I swear I'll run around like a child for a week, throwing temper tantrums at every chance I get."

Cyclops clears his throat, "If you're all done catching up, some of us have some useful and productive things to do back at the mansion, that doesn't require murdering someone."

I go to say something but a glance from Xavier stops me.

I just growl menacingly and sit down in one of the seats, farthest from his ass.

Nightcrawler sits right next to me and starts chattering away about the other day, when I had gouged out my neck to get to that damn device.

He was telling me how the entire student body had heard about it or seen it and when he saw it happening out the study window he knew that the first thing I needed was medical attention.

I try to keep listening but I doze off, exhausted from all the shit that's happened.