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...At least I got out of mutant history.
"Quickly! She needs a blood transfer!"
"Logan!"
"Damn it I'm coming now!"
One mysterious girl had arrived at the school, And sent everyone into a panic. Most of all being Logan, Who had just slammed me past too get too the girl. Cutting his own open and sticking a claw in too keep it open. Dripping his own blood into a UV that was quickly going into her.
But her smell, She seemed so familiar. But it hit me soon after, One of my favourite X-men movies. And a final send off too her character.
Laura.
It was Laura Howlett, Who I guess is either my half sister or my...auntie? Fuck this was weird. It went a bit loopy with the whole clone of wolverine thing. Sometimes she was cloned too he his daughter with a woman's DNA, And other times they simply changed some of her genes too become a woman.
But even still, She was technically family. And that's what was scaring me so much, Still standing in my casual clothes. Whatever had injured her so bad, Imagine what it'd do too me?
No, If she got here. Even as injured as she was. It was gone, But the wounds not healing in her body were certainly a scary sight. The ringing in my ears bringing me back too being shaken. Kitty of all people doing so.
"Casey! Get a grip! Did you not hear Hank? She needs you're blood too!" Being dragged over, I couldn't bring myself out of the fear I was in. What if that happened too me? What if that happened too dad? What if that happened too everyone I loved?
I wouldn't let it.
"S-Sure, Get it ready." Popping my claws I followed Logan's routine. Slicing my arm and retracting two of them. Keeping one in too stop the wound from healing. Hank ran over. His blue fur covered hands quickly grabbing my arm with surprising strength, Sticking a needle into my arm watching the blood fly into her.
The heart beat monitor began too slow down, And her slow laboured breathing she had been doing got quieter. Nearly everyone in the room let out a sigh of relief, Especially Logan. Placing his head into his free arm.
Kitty threw a chair onto the floor beside the lab bed she was lying down on. Taking my seat I could only think what were we going too do? If she was anything like her previous iterations. It was likely she'd go into a frenzy when she woke up, And started attacking anyone nearby in an effort to escape.
Me and Logan could probably survive, I doubted she had any incredible powers like All might or Jean, But what about Hank? Or kitty? The petite girl only staring at Laura worried, Briefly looking over at me with a relieved look on her face. Different then the usual constant glares she gives me.
Running over too Hank, I couldn't make out what she saying. The ringing I had previously had in my ears returning. Staring at the ground in a daze until Hank kindly put a hand on my shoulder. Staring up at the furred man.
"I'm guessing you don't know why it had too be you and Logan?"
"Not exactly." Nodding his head in agreement, Logan scoffed from beside me, side-eyeing him too only see him practically glaring at me. If he was cyclops my head would he gone by now.
"Logan has, Well...A unique blood type. Instead of the usual: O positive, O negative, etcetera. He had Type E. a mutation from his X-gene. The positives is it will practically heal anyone, And well. He didn't have enough too safely speed up her healing factor. And you're the only other choice." Letting out a hum at the end, He checked on Laura. Or X-23 I didn't know who she was at the time. Hank turning too Wolverine before saying. "Does she have a name? Do you know?"
"Laura."
...So she was Laura.
The room returned back into a silence, Only listening too the heart beat monitor in quietness. Everyone shot worried looks at James Howlett, Who was currently practically shaking with rage. Releasing his claws in both hands in anger. The steel reflecting all the light directly into my eyes blinding me momentarily. Glancing at her closing wounds before jumping out of the seat. Heading for the door before getting stopped by both Kitty and Hank.
"Hey Logan! Where are you going!" Kitty exclaimed, The short girl trying too step in the way of well, The still short man. Barely taller then her by a few inches. Hank stayed behind, Extending a hand towards him in a gentle motion. But was quickly shut down my three blades inches away from his face.
"You're gonna let me go, And I'm gonna get that bastard who did this too her." Shoving his way past, He quickly stormed out. The sound of the main door practically being smashed open ringing loudly through the building.
Going too get up as well, I was quickly slammed back down. Kitty staring at me with an angry glare in her eyes, Not even getting too speak before her finger landed over my lips too silence me.
"Have you gone deaf? Besides Logan, Who we just seen storm out. You're the only one who can boost her healing factor, So you're not going fucking anywhere." Practically snarling at me, Much too similar too my father. I didn't even bother speaking, Only slumping down into my seat watching the blood transfer too Laura.
When would it be my turn too meet nice Kitty?
Sitting down begrudgingly beside me, At the foot of the bed. She held my hand in a tight grip with a...blush? I couldn't really tell with her hair not tied up. Quickly flicking my forehead when she seen my staring. Ouch.
"Y-You can leave when she's up. Got it?"
"Got it."
Going back into a silence. Hank uncomfortably cleared his throat, Walking too the far side of the room too a computer. More then likely checking all her vitals. But physically I could see her patching up, Practically all the wounds healed and the only thing left the dried blood that stained her plain black shirt.
But still, I don't know why. But I didn't want wolverine out there by himself, If my suspicions were correct. The person, Or rather thing chasing her down would more then likely be too much for my father. Yet again it'd be too much for me, But together we could maybe beat him.
Only time would tell.
-Wolverine-
He wanted blood
Whatever- Whoever had hurt his little girl, Would feel a whole new world of pain.
Following the tracks of where he had first saved Laura. He practically pounced through the forest, Getting on all fours digging his claws into the ground for traction. A low growl escaping his lips. And the pattering of his feet the only thing in the forest.
It wasn't long before he picked up on the scent of blood, Her blood. Standing upright again and walking towards the stained tree. Dipping down and licking the blood up with his finger. He didn't know why he done this. Only that it was some sort of ritual he had formed when tracking, Sitting down beside it and mapping out a route in his head.
A vague trail clouded his vision, Instead of the previous run he simply walked. The small splatters of blood that followed the branches and lone leafs enough for him too track.
Retracting his claws he followed the path, Thinking back on the near dead girl. Her laboured breathing practically living in his ear. And a long dead woman's voice along with it.
"You barely saved her..."
He knew, He knew.
And that's why he'd make it right, And kill the person who had done this too her. No matter the cost.
It was what a child of his needed, Not the mistake he made with Casey. No. A proper child he had, The one he had only ever seen once before on Genosha. When she was much younger then she was now.
The second she had caught wind of him, She ran. Something Stryker had steam rolled into her head. And he chased. But his much more agile, smaller and especially faster counterpart escaped. Not before staring at him with pure fear in her eyes, The sight of him butchering the military flashing in his mind.
It was a rocky start, But he could fix it. And his first step was stopping anyone who dared too hurt his daughter. Continuing the trail through the forest, His enhanced hearing finally being far enough away too drown out the noise of the institute.
He didn't know exactly how long he had been walking, Only that it had been a good while. And the bustle of traffic had long faded. He was in the forest deep, Right in his hunting grounds. And the smell of something close too him was approaching.
Putting his guard up, He delved deeper into the forest. The claws at the ready too end whatever he was hunting.
Or if it was hunting him.
Popping out of a tree, His claws sprung from two centuries of experience. Footsteps approaching rapidly, Letting out a low growl he put his claws up. Ready for a fight. But his blood soon went cold. He seen it, Or rather...
He seen himself.
"W-What...what are you?" Staring at him like he had two heads, Wolverine's clone walked towards him. Logan being frozen in shock. And the low grunt of the clone extending an ear piece out too him with a slight rattle of his hand.
Putting it on, He decided he should've just killed the clone when he seen it. His much younger looking clone. Logan had long started sprouting gray hairs, A sign of his slowed aging. Mainly on the sides of his head but some did stay in his beard. But this...thing. Was different, Buzzed black hair and a tight beard. He stood taller then wolverine, Being around 5'9 compared too wolverine's 5'5. Appearing also more healthy slim but still having a lot of muscle. And especially the orange eyes, Logan did not have golden eyes.
Placing the earpiece in, Logan didn't know if it was out of curiosity or fear. His younger counterpart only staring him down emotionlessly. Wolverine's teeth soon grit, Hard enough that a normal man's teeth would've snapped.
"Well hello Logan, We meet again."
"Stryker..."
Logan's hands shook, Rage filling up his entire body in a moment. The man who had done what he did too Laura, Too him. On the other end of the line.
"It appears you've met the newest batch of the weapon X project, Meet X-24. You're newest and most successful clone."
Fuming in rage, Logan stared down X-24, Who didn't break the stare. Glaring him down with a permanent scowl on his face. Looking at Logan's claws and letting his own fly out. Putting them out by his sides.
"Now I do apologise Logan, We wouldn't have had too try to replace you so many time if you only stared our loyal soldier. But no matter, X-24 is simply here too...clean out the trash as you'd say. Let him by and they'll be no problems. Sympathetic memories if you will."
Shaking with rage, Logan was lost for words. A constant growl of anger leaving his body. Sympathetic memories? He had tortured him with putting the adamantium in, And had done the same for Laura.
And she was not trash.
"Stryker...You get anyone too come near my daughter, I'll kill them all. Send a hundred of you're X-24's. I'll kill them all. Now get him to fuck off. Or you'll be making an X-25 soon enough."
A chuckle resonated from the other part of the line, Along with an exasperated sigh. Logan's veins bulging with anger.
"Believe me...We will be. One of you're dearest enemies had the bright idea of it, And I can say it'd be very useful. Last chance Logan. Move out of the way."
"Go fuck yourself bub"
"Very well".
Crushing the ear piece, Logan only noticed the one in X-24's ear, Not having enough time too react before his clone roared. Stabbing all his claws into Logan's chest. Splurging blood he roared. Before doing the same, One hand into X-24's neck and another into his side.
They both rolled on the ground, Falling down a slight hill before breaking apart on the bank. Logan being sent a few feet away. He had done this a hundred times, Standing up he wiped his mouth. His wounds healing quickly. But so did X-24's, Roaring again in rage before charging.
X-24 may have his powers, But not his skills. Weaving under the clones plunge he stabbed into his chest, Sending him down onto the hill. And began to cleave at his chest, A roar of rage escaping every time.
'Logan you mustn't do this alone!' Charles voice resonated in his head, Catching him off guard too getting sliced open at the ribs. The same treatment X-24 had received happening too him.Falling too his side with a grunt before being repeatedly stabbed again. The same roar he had done escaping X-24
'Charles! Fuck off!' Logan roared in his head, Moving his head too the side dodging a stab that would've pierced his eyes. Slashing X-24's eyes making him roll off with a pained grunt. Steam emitting before he healed.
Quicker then wolverine.
Getting back up too his feet, They both leaped at eachother. Meeting in the middle, X-24's wounds having already healed while James's were only fully done. Catching his clones swipe he stabbed into his forearm. Twisting it and aiming X-24's claws for the chest. Pulling both hands back and shoving them both into his stomach. Lifting him up with a roar.
Throwing him with all his strength, Logan's apparent improvement shot back up, Stumbling for a moment but instantly charging at him. Nearly foaming at the mouth like a rapid dog.
Rolling too the side with a heavy thump, Logan barely dodged him. Jumping onto his back and plunging into X-24's neck. A roar leaving them both while Logan attempted to pull his head off, The sound of stretching skin resonating in the area. His clone sensing this began to run backwards, Sending them both into a tree. Making Logan fall off with a thump, Temporarily winded from the collision. But the clone made no mistake, Grabbing Logan by the hair he dragged him through the forest, Catching slash after slash too the leg. Before flinging him into the air.
With a heavy crash Logan broke through various branches, His vision beginning too go blurry getting up with a grunt. Spitting too the side a clump of blood flew out, And what seemed like a tooth. Stumbling in his steps he ran at X-24 again, Both of they're claws clashing in the middle and getting caught in eachother, Wolverine following up with a knee too the stomach making X-24 briefly bend over. And then piercing into the back of his skull with a bit of tension.
Hitting the ground with a thump, Logan walked away triumphantly. Panting heavily staring down at his wounds, Some of them only beginning too heal now.
"Fuck...I should probably retire soon. I'm too old for this shit." Logan said out loud, Limping away back up the hill. Stopping in his tracks at his daughter at the top of the hill, The same scared face on her from Genosha. And her eyes briefly flickering too X-24's apparently downed body. Breaking into a full sprint in the opposite direction.
"Laura! Wait-"
Logan was caught in his tracks, Two familiar claws sprouting out of his chest, And with an enraged roar. He was fired into a boulder head first. Ringing in his ears from the collision, Wolverine attempted too get up but was quickly hit back down. X-24 stabbing him repeatedly in the chest while letting out an animalistic growl.
Blood curdled in Logan's throat, And his vision went hazy. Feeling his healing factor attempting too keep up with the injuries but no avail, The attacks finally stopping. Looking up with blurry sight too see X-24 walking away. Growling before breaking into a run up the hill, Through his sight seeing him scale the hill with his claws in rapid succession.
Attempting too stand up, Logan fell onto his hands and knees. His claws retracting themselves from the injuries he had sustained, Staring down at his stomach too see them slowly but surely patching themselves up. But fatigue was beginning too set in, Placing a hand on the boulder for support.
Before crashing into the ground in an unconscious state.
-Casey-
It wasn't long before Laura awoke, Jumping out of the bed with a fright. And looking around frantically in fear, Ripping my uv out of her stomach and attempting too run out the door, Only being stopped by Hank grabbing her.
Getting up with wobbly feet, I took the needle out of my open wound. Quickly sealing itself up, Kitty looked at me worryingly. I'm gonna guess because Laura was currently growling at Hank, Who was holding his hands up passively telling her too calm down. Too no avail, Trying too run past him before he side stepped again too block her path.
"Hey, Laura. I think?" Placing my hand on her shoulder, I quickly regretted it. Watching her duo claws fly out directly towards my stomach. Making me take a step back too dodge it, Turning away from Hank and towards me. Menacingly walking towards me with a heavy step. The younger girl only stopping inches away from my face.
But instead of, Y'know. Cutting out all my organs in rapid succession...She started sniffing me. Going on her tippy toes and smelling my neck with deep sniffs. Glancing at me with green eyes similar too my own. Kitty was in the corner of my vision watching with suspicion, and a little bit of suspicion. Which couldn't exactly be blamed. Laura was sniffing me like a wild animal.
But that's all she knew how too.
"You smell...close too him. Are you related to the wolverine?" Laura asked, Going back too her full feet and staring at me cautiously.
"Eh, Yeah. I'm his son. Even if he doesn't like too admit it, That means we're technically related. You're like my sister or something." Forcing out a dry laugh, I rubbed through my hair from the awkwardness. There was a very high chance she'd just attempt too cleave my head off. And I didn't really like the odds of that.
"Interesting. But we are no family."
So kind of you Laura.
"If you don't see us as family you don't see us as family. That's fair enough, But we are blood related. Even more since my blood is what fixed you up." Not breaking her gaze, She let out a simple hum. I had only begin too notice her slight Mexican accent. Which from what I know was taking specifically from the movie 'Logan'.
That was a fucking good movie.
She didn't look exactly like her father, Or our father but whatever. Her eyes were green like mine, But lacked the blonde streaks I held. Being a light brown that extended just past her shoulders. Several small scars lined her face, Along with a few dark brown freckles.
Her clothing was also, different. Wearing leather combat pants and a black vest, and the lack of shoes was also a bit interesting. I also don't think she was fully grown, Standing at about Kitty's height (Who i think is exactly five feet.) or a little bit taller. Muscle was clear from her arms but they weren't clearly defined.
"Where is...Wolverine?" Everyone in the room stiffened up instantly, Besides Laura who merely stared in confusion, Hank walking towards her she aimed her duel claws at his face.
"Mrs, Laura. Logan went too-"
"I didn't ask you. I asked the Wolverine's son." Not breaking eye contact with me, My hands tightened into fists. Kitty mouthing the word 'no' at me, Seeing the look in my eyes. Taking a deep breath and answering her.
"Wolverine went out, Too go track whoever hurt you. He'll be fine don't worry." Laura's eyes shot up with fear, The most I've seen in the girl from what we've met. Going too run before i placed a hand on her shoulder.
"N-No! You don't understand! T-That thing, It'll kill him! A-And I'll be next!"
"Well if it killed him Laura, There'd be no hope for anyone in this mansion. He'll be fine. He's a tough son of a bitch." (Technically, Saying that I'm speaking about my grandmother. But oh well.) Trying too look as easy going I could beside her. Even though my heart was racing.
"Hey...Laura, Why don't you sit down? We don't know if you're okay yet. Don't worry you'll be safe." Kitty cautiously walked towards the girl. Stiffening up from her glare, Beast pumping out his chest in a act too look bigger. Even though fear was evident was on his face.
"No. I-I have too go. I need to leave before he finds me here." Laura began to walk away, Hank and Kitty reluctantly staying in the infirmary. Hanging they're heads down low. But some family affection had set into my heart, Following her and grabbing her shoulder.
"Laura. It's not safe out there, You can't go." Putting emphasis on it, She didn't take it very nicely. Turning her head too face me and narrowing her eyes.
"Are you trying to keep me here? A prisoner? A soldier? What do you want with me?" Growling at me, A deep exhale forced itself out, All my senses telling me too leave her alone.
"Nothing, It's just not safe out there."
"Liar."
My vision was cut off, A deep slash from her claws blinding me. Sending me flying into the wall my own claws popped out in safety, Connecting with her shoulder while she yelped in fear. The sound of her jumping into the air, Two blades piercing my stomach before running off again. The sound of footsteps slowly getting further away while I attempted to figure out where I was, Holding onto the railing.
"Laura wait!" I screamed, The feeling of vision returning too my eyes before Kitty caught me, Glancing at the bloodstained claws for a moment. Grabbing my face aggressively too look her in the eyes.
"You need too stop her! Logan will be fine, But get Laura back here. Please!"
Mission received!
Summary: Laura is being hunted by something, Or someone. kill/defeat whatever is hunting her.
Objective: Kill ?
Reward: ?
...Fuck
"Kitty, I will. Stay on guard. I don't know what'll happen back here." Nodding her head, She quickly got Hank and sat on the bottom of the stairs. Watching me leave the institute.
Footsteps echoed throughout the forest, Sounded similar too Laura's. And with a low groan I began my chase, Running with my hands high. Clearing most of the distance as quick is could.
"Laura! Wait!"
Shouting, I heard the footsteps speed up. Letting out a low snarl i sped up. Breaking into a full sprint too catch up, The institute's noise quickly fading away while I ventured further and further into the forest.
Laura's silhouette soon got closer, Making me shout out another "Laura!". Too no avail. She only kept running, and I quickly lost her. Stopping and leaning against a tree too catch my breath.
"FUCK" With a smash of my fist it cleaved through the bark of the tree, Leaving a knuckle shaped mark in it. A loud roar escaping me out of frustration, Sniffing the air I caught onto her scent. And began my chase again. She'd eventually stop, And that's when I'd catch up.
The sound of heavy breathing made me briefly stop, Staring down the bank of a hill to see my father. In a unconscious state at the bottom of it, But no one else was with him.
Sliding down the bank and running over too him. I quickly shook him in an effort to awake him, But he wasn't budging. However his heart was still beating. And I could see his chest expanding from his breaths. A bad idea forming in my head, Only momentarily stopping at the sight of some of his wounds still not fully healed.
With a wince I sent out my claws straight into his thigh, Making him jump up with a heavy roar. Attempting too rise to his feet but quickly stumbling back into his knees, A disgusting wretch leaving him. A puddle of blood, Mucus and whatever else was in him below it. But he nearly fell back into it, And would've if I didn't catch him.
Picking him up with a small bit of difficulty, I placed him sitter down beside the bottom of a tree. Breathing slowly while looking up at me, Recognition landing on him first but quickly being replaced with what seemed like spite, Or hatred.
"Casey...Fuck off." With a heavy sigh, I couldn't even force out a snarky remark. Only staring at him blankly, the hatred in his eyes a sight not nice too see.
"Right, Go back too sleep. I'll save you're daughter for you." Spite laced some of my words, the mention of Laura widening his eyes. Trying a second time too stand up before I harshly kicked him back down too the ground. Staring up at me rebelliously, followed by a heavy sigh.
"If anything happens too her...You're next."
If only you had that love for me father.
"Yeah sure, Go back too sleep old man." Scoffing a small bit, I quickly picked her scent back up. Speeding up my chase I broke into a full sprint, Quickly clearing distance.
The scent had begun too get...muffled, Being covered by one that instead of being similar too Logan, Was the exact same.
Could it be?
No, I hoped not. That dude scared the shit out of me when I watched the movie, And I did not want too fight him.
A large crackle made me stop in my tracks. Birds flying out of all the surrounding trees making some loose leafs fall. The cold breeze from the forest hitting my chest through the various holes Laura had left in them. And now I was here too help her.
Screaming and roars were due north, Till they all randomly stopped. A huge collision echoing through the forest, Ringing in my ears. But Laura was definitely in trouble. She needed help, fast.
Breaking into another full sprint for the third time today, A primal roar escaped me involuntarily. Echoing through the forest, Grunting loudly clearing distance through the jungle. Coming too a stop feeling me blood run cold.
It was him.
Holding my sister up by the hair, Her face slammed into a pulp. Attempting too breath and coughing up a plethora of blood. The clone of my father stood in front of me, Various slices around his body slowing healing while he glared me down. Loud panting escaping him.
Dropping Laura too the floor heavily, And following it by kicking her in the side. Barrelling into a fallen tree unconscious. He simply stared at me, Both of us caught in an never ending stare down.
"I'll give you one warning, one. Walk away from here and leave Laura, Think wisely."
Laura looked over at me from the side, one of her eyes open with blood pumping down her face. Only having enough strength too raise her head. Giving her a little nod I pushed down all the fear I had, Seeing X-24 not break his stare.
Out of his knuckles flew six adamantium claws, Spread out in both his hands in threes. Beside being much taller and leaner then Logan, and the buzzed head along with golden eyes. He was an exact copy. Pointing his weapons at me almost in a 'back off' move.
Letting my own, Severely inferior bone claws fly out of they're hiding. Suppressing my wince of pain as they did. He looked at them, Before back at me. An almost pitiful look filling up his eyes. Fuck you.
With a roar I ran at him, Reciprocating he himself did the same. Lunging in the air at me, Sliding at the last second I raised my arm and dragged the claws through his stomach. A large splatter of blood leaving his chest, Jumping into a roll he flipped around at me. His small tank top falling open too reveal a scarred chest. But the wound I had just inflicted on him was beginning too close up. His face momentarily covered in pain before going back too a snarl.
Taking a run at me, I got into a defensive stance. Staying light on my feet and when he attempted too stab into my chest I dodged too the side. Using Laura's tactic she used on me and cutting out his eyes, Taking his moment of weakness I plunged both my claws through his chest and out his back. Feeling my own bones scrape against his adamantium skeleton.
Lifting him up with a roar, I swung him and finally threw him away. Not taking long too recover, He slid on the floor before pouncing back at me. Swiping and jabbing at me uncontrolled. Like a wild animal.
But that was my trump card, He may be technically superior too my father. But he had nowhere near his combat skills, leaning under one his swipes i jabbed into his arm. Twisting it too redirect his claws into his chest. A howl of pain leaving him, stabbing his remaining hand into my chest. Which in turn made me let out a grunt of pain.
Being stabbed by adamantium was...different, Usually metal fought too get through my skin. And then my healing factor could potentially push it out, But adamantium cleanly went through me. Sticking out of my back, X-24 staring at me with hate in his eyes almost identical too my fathers.
Twisting the claws, A sum of blood escaped me. A feral grin arriving on my face, And with nothing else too do I pulled my head back and slammed it into his. Barrelling backwards he feel onto his behind. A hiss escaping me when the steam cleaned the holes up.
Jumping on top of him I plunged a claw into his throat, Feeling the resistance of his adamantium skeleton redirect it slightly. A gurgle escaping him, Placing my other spare claw into his stomach, I ran it down his stomach. Slicing it open. A roar leaving him, Two of his blades piercing my chest. Lifting me up into the air with incredible strength.
Slamming me into the ground, He pinned one of my hands down. His eyes flickering too my claws with an evil look.
...Fuck
Retracting them at the last second, He missed his target. The claws flying into the dirt sending some flying around both of us and into his eyes.
The grip on my arm loosened up, Connecting a right hook too his jaw he fell onto his side. Stabbing my remaining claws into his back I dragged him against a tree. Stabbing into it as an anchor too hold him in place, Cocking my fist back and slamming it straight into his nose.
It was like punching steel, No. It was like punching harder steel. My attacks did no damage too him. The only prove of it being a small dribble of blood leaving his nose, But it only seemed too make him angrier. One of his claws plunged into my stomach and the other into my rib, Pushing me forcefully and popping the only thing holding him in the tree out. Lifting me upright into the air. He raised a knee and slammed me down on it.
I couldn't control the scream of pain that left me, The sudden numbness in my legs being uncontrollable. Dragging me on the ground by the leg I tried my best too get a grip on the floor, Laura staring at me with solid fear in her eyes. Hardening my resolve too keep fighting.
The sensation of my legs came back too me quickly, Flipping myself around and landing a kick too his face. With a roar I pulled him down towards me. Sending all my claws flying into his throat, And with a side motion slicing it open. Before it could close fully I jammed one of them into the hole. And the other directly into his heart, The adamantium skeleton tried too stop me. But pushing forward the squish of an organ was clearly heard.
Both of us roared simultaneously, His own weapons cleaving into my shoulders too try get me off, Twisting both off them he fell too one knee. Making me pull both my claws out or they would have snapped from the skeleton.
That's what he wanted.
Hoisting me up again, He ran. Both of us flying through the forest and away from Laura smashing through tree after tree, Each one making me cry in pain. Eventually he stopped, firing me too the ground. Staring up at his cruel and rageful eyes, And I knew exactly what his intentions were.
And with both claws raised up, my arm was severed.
A primal roar escaped me, Watching my left arm hit the ground. Letting me go I fell too my knees, Holding the spurting stump too somehow make it grow back. X-24 only staring down at me with pity, Raising his claw too strike my head. Rolling too my side I got too my feet again. With one arm left I prepared for my stand.
Briefly taken aback however, Laura had jumped on top of the clone. Stabbing him repeatedly in the neck, Wrapping her legs around his neck after and pulling him too the ground. Taking this is as my moment. I picked up my decapitated arm, Which the claws were still protruded on. Letting out another scream of pain while it began too stick back on.
Every nerve, Every vein, Every bit of muscle. All of them painfully reattached themselves, My healing factor working overtime too keep up with it. Tears bubbles in the corners of my eyes, A painful hiss the only noise I could make feeling them painfully reattach themselves.
Laura kept up her assault, Cutting the Achilles tendon of X-24 sending him barrelling too the floor. Roaring while slicing at the back of his nape. It seemed like he was hitting a limit too, Most of his wounds not closing anymore. Or taking extremely long too.
Testing if it had worked, I retracted the claws in my now reattached arm. Before protruding them again, Moving all my fingers in amazement. This was the power of wolverine.
Being sent flying, Laura tumbled on the ground before sliding down beside me. Aggressive panting the only noise she could make while trying to get back up.
"Laura, Go. I don't know if Logan's ok. Bring him back too the institute I'll hold him off." I was regretting these words, Mainly because I didn't know exactly how much longer I could keep this up. X-24 beginning too stand back up with a wobble, Painfully grunting while his wounds slowly stitched themselves back up.
"No! He wants me, I won't leave this fight unless he's dead, Or I'm dead."
Staring at Laura's wounds, Some of them still hadn't healed. She was running on fumes, And unless she left soon I found it highly unlikely she would survive this encounter. Steeling my resolve I decided what my actions would be.
"Laura?"
"What."
"Help Logan" Activating [Brainwashing] Laura's eyes glossed over, Obediently nodding before sprinting back too where wolverine was passed out, Fading back into the forest leaving just me. And my opponent.
His eyes flickered too Laura's rapidly distancing body. Growling before breaking into a sprint towards her, Letting out a roar i leaped into the air. Plunging both my claws into his side. Sending us both barrelling in the opposite direction, Slamming through one of the smaller trees with incredible force and sliding down a steep hill. Both of us broke apart by the end, With him sliding further then me. Getting up slowly he snarled at me, A low groan leaving him before running straight at me.
Weaving around him, I stayed on the defence. Only slicing at important tendons and muscles, Leaving me an opening for a proper attack. His healing factor was going too give out soon. That much was clear, But mine was also. My heartbeat rapid in my ears, And my breathing starting too become laboured.
It was me, Or him.
With a scream of rage we both jumped at eachother in the air, Spearing through my stomach I plunged into his throat, Slicing it out spitting out a line of blood, Following it up by swinging upwards as hard as I could and cleaving through his jaw too his eye. A howl escaping before we both smashed into the ground, Stabbing into his chest, I twisted it too get up. Both of us standing.
Both of his claws were still in my chest. One of his eyes were blinded, And he was slowing down. With my spare hand I send it into his shoulder, And pulled my head back slamming my forehead into his nose. Spurting a line of blood, Pulling him back from the impact I done it again, Even more blood staining the arena. And one last time for good measure, Sending him stumbling backwards. His claws leaving my chest and finding they're home in tree bark in an effort too keep him standing.
I hadn't got away free either, Staring down at the leaking blood that was only slightly starting too heal. And my blurry vision from the constant blunt trauma too the head. After all I was smashing my head into a metal harder then carbon steel.
Breathing was starting too feel hard, Fuck. I think he hit something important. A hard wheeze escaping me while I tried to get my breathing back on track. He recovered quicker then I did. Stumbling his way over and sloppily swinging for my head, Attempting too side step away my head began too get light. Crashing into the ground.
Fuck, Not the time for power troubles. Getting up too my feet eventually, X-24 kept coming. His wounded eye and the blood coming from it leaving him partially blind. Weaving too his blind side i cleaved into his chest, Taking a few steps from the impact. And attempting too follow up was a mistake.
With a gurgled roar. Both of X-24's claws stuck into my chest and protruded out my back. A cough of blood leaving me, Throwing me into the tree the impact left me in a daze again, My head ringing and my vision spinning. All I could see were his approaching feet which were wobbling with every step.
Regeneration was practically a no-go now. Looking down too only see my previous wounds from the earlier clash fully healed now. And the ones I had just gotten now only beginning on the inside. From all my previous injuries, Healing a broken spine, Reattaching an arm. And all this, I'm surprised my healing factor has lasted this long.
Well this was it, Getting back onto my feet I couldn't even think about my life, And everything I had failed too do. Everything hurt, Every fiber of my being telling me too lay down and rest. But I couldn't, This was it.
With all the strength I could muster, I barely stepped too the side before stabbing both his hip and just under his arm, Slicing both of them and then plunging into them. Lifting him up from the side with a heavy pant, It failed. Dropping him halfway up into the ground, A pained grunt escaping him from the impact. Slicing the front of my legs.
Attempting too keep walking I quickly fell on my back, my blurry vision obstructing him barely getting up. Crawling towards me before getting up on top of me. Coughing up a sum of blood onto my chest, The hoodie I had previously wore now long gone. Only tethers of it remained.
Staring at him, A look of satisfaction was finally in his eyes, Slowly lowering one of his claws towards my chest. Enjoying my pain at the act, A small smirk landing on the usual emotionless subject.
...Until he stopped.
Stopping only seconds away from my heart, He placed a hand onto his ear. Showcasing an earpiece I didn't even notice he had the whole fight, Looking down at me with barely contained fury. Storming off deeper into the forest, Leaving me here alone.
Why had he stopped? He was so close too killing me, I doubt my regeneration could've healed something like a missing heart after already being pushed too the max the rest of the fight. Letting out a deep groan, Some drops of blood escaping my mouth.
Trying too stand up, I failed. Getting too my hands and knees before collapsing back onto the ground, X-24's limping footsteps having long vanished. The only noise surrounding me was the chirping birds and my heavy breathing.
Slowly, It was healing. But then again I had no idea when my strength would return, Survival being my priority. Trying again I just couldn't, Getting a few more steps towards the steep hill before crashing into the ground again. Only having enough too flip myself onto my back. Staring up at the forest, I felt myself being briefly amazed by it's beauty with all the birds chirping in the trees.
That was close, Too close. A heavy wheeze escaping me from hoisting myself up into a seated position. The pain still throbbing through my entire body with every movement. The only noise in the forest being my laboured breathing, and the painful groans from the wounds stitching themselves back up together.
With a cry of pain i retracted my claws, The uneven shape of them getting caught and pulling on the sides of my knuckles. And the scarred skin slowly patching open the scars they left in a painful process.
Footsteps and shouts soon followed, A small chuckle escaping me from the familar cast of people running towards me. In the distance various 'poofs' from Kurt teleporting around echoed, And everyone else sprinting around shouting my name, Even attempting to do so my voice got caught in my throat. Leaving me too silently wait. Closing my eyes as i did...
...And opening them back up too vbeing violently shook, Two grey hairs and strands of white hair hitting my cheek. And the slightest droplets of water landing on my face.
"You're ok..." Smiling at me sadly, I couldn't even bring up my own smile. Only throwing up a weak thumbs up before hissing in pain, Lying back on the ground. Her gloved arms wrapped around my hip, And the jacket i had gifted her wrapped tightly around her figure.
"I see you wore my jacket." Weakily chuckling too myself, I was dragged up the hill with a grunt from rogue, Looking up too see changed weather, My practically exposed shirt getting soaked from it. I didn't know how long i was dragged for, Barely getting a glimpse and seeing most of my wounds healed. Just about, The slighest colour diferation in them now. Being paler and more rough looking then the usual skin colour.
"Of course i did." Rogue said adamantly. Calling out for help while carrying me through the forest, Trying my best i made her let go of me. Getting up too my legs shakily. Pulling my arm around her neck she helped me through the forest.
A few of the other X-men came into view soon. Scott and Bobby at the front view, Rogue reluctantly handed them over too me. Stopping too catch a breather soon. Bobby for once didn't have his usual glare he gave me, Instead looking sympathetic.
"Listen, We can continue our fight after this. For now let's get you patched up."
We all fell into a silence, And the institute slowly came back into view. Putting one foot ahead and repeating was the only way i was going too keep walking. Feeling my tiredness seeping back in again, At one losing consciousness and being dragged back.
The doors opened with a loud bang, Flickering over too see Jean standing with some of the kids. Shock painting her face while i got dragged back to the infirmary, Ironic that's where i was only...however long ago it was.
Being placed on one of the beds, I noticed both Logan and Laura were here as well. Both in an unconscious state with a heartbeat monitor tracking them. Seens like me using brainwashing was enough too give her enough energy too get back here.
Hank was working overtime, Running around quickly checking all the members of the Howlett family. Stopping at me and running a few checks, Noticing my conscious state.
"Looks like you were the only one still awake kid." Smiling softly at me, A painful chuckle was the only response i could give. Wincing and recoiling in pain. Only being pushed down by an angry rogue. Pulling hank away and roaring about how they could let this happen too all of us.
Turning my head, Kitty was at the door. Staring at my father with sadness in her eyes, Taking a seat beside him and placing her hand in his, Logan twisting and turning in his sleep.
Escaping by the skin of his teeth from Rogue, Hank returned over too me too continue the tests only after removing her from the infirmary much too her displeasure.
"Hmm, Looks like most of you're wounds have healed. But you'll need time, and rest too heal the rest. You're fathe-...Logan will be fine too leave soon enough. And it's likely he'll take Laura with him. So you'll have some peace and quiet for once." Chuckling too himself. He took a look over my practically exposed torso again. Lifting me up making me groan, And taking the ruined hoodie off me. "And i'll...get you a replacement."
Leaving me. A pained sigh escaped my lips, Kitty looking over at me worried before returning too tending my father, And slowly i slipped back into a sleep. The only noise surrounding me being the heart beat monitors calmed beeps.
Waking up, The natural light from outside was gone.
Laura was gone, Along with Logan. Seemed they woke up before me, Sighing too myself i sat up in my bed. A simple black T-shirt covering my body now. Thanking Hank mentally i went too stand up, But quickly sat back down.
Seems i wasn't fully healed.
The usual pain had mostly subsided, Being replaced with a dull aching sensation that covered practically my whole body. And the sudden heaviness reminding me all i needed was rest, Listening out it seemed everyone else had went too bed. So i've been asleep for a good while at least.
The door opened, and my father walked in. Stopping momentarily seeing me awake, Before sighing and walking over too the bed he was previously layed on. Grabbing a bag from under it, making his way towards the door again. Anger bubbling in my chest.
"Not even gonna thank me for saving her?" I weakly snarled, Followed by a series of coughs before clearing my throat. Logan stopping in his his tracks at the door. Dropping the duffle bag and turning around too me.
"Save...her? You didn't 'save' her. You pitifully forced her too run away. And brought her back into the trouble." Walking towards me angrily one hand outstretched with his metal claws flying out, Aimed directly for my chest. "So no. I'm not gonna thank you for saving my daughter when you didn't. You did a shit job." Turning towards the door again. Rage bubbled in my throat again.
"You're daughter? She's not you're daughter! She's a clone! Hear that? A fucking clone, Same as the one who bet you too a pulp, Is he your son? I didn't fucking think so. I am! I'm your son! And you treat me like fucking!" Standing up with a struggle, Falling slightly and leaning on the railing of the bed i glared at him angrily. "Shit. You treat me like shit" a sigh escaped me. Giving up on standing and leaning against the bed for support. Logan turning around too look at me.
"You're not my son."
"I am, More then she's your daughter."
Stomping towards me in a fury. His teeth grit while looking at me, Violently raising a hand at me threatingly. Going too say something before letting out an agravated roar, Walking towards the door again before doing a one eighty and facing me again.
"You will never save anyone." Gritting his teeth he got closer too my face. "You couldn't even save a little girl." Angrily smashing his fist against the wall i jumped from the impact, A small tinge of fear hitting my heart. "Motherfucker i wish you died out there, But it's one of god's best jokes, That you can't die!." Letting out a roar of anger he stomped around the room for a moment. Flipping his head towards me with a growl "And that's on all of them!"
The anger faded, I didn't know what to do. Why did he hate me so much? He should be happy, I'm just like Laura. But she gets to be loved and i don't?
"Got nothing too say, son?"
I didn't, Even against my will i could feel my vision blurring and the smallest bits of water forming in the corner of my eyes. Wolverine letting out a sigh and walking out the door, Slamming it behind him.
I didn't even care seeing Kitty in the doorway, Letting my anguish out while i silently weeped too myself in the infirmary, A new pain forming in my chest. Kitty wrapped her arms around me while letting out a small hush.
What did i do wrong?
-Wanda Maximoff-
She had been saved.
Mystique she had called herself, Saving her from that horrible place she had called 'home' the past four years. It was torture, Experiment after experiment they had ran on her. Pushing her power's too the limits while they did.
She looked herself in the mirror, Her new short black hair a different look then her long unruled hair from before. The strait jacket long gone, Now sporting a long red trench coat along with the same colour scheme on her top and ripped pants. Along with the same undertone on the sides of her hair. And her eyeliner.
Was it clear wanda liked red?
It was the colour of her power, Magic. Something in her x-gene awakened a branch of magic in her. Luckier then her brother who merely got enhanced speed, Something easily stoppable when done right.
Her power on the other hand, That wasn't so easily stopped. Especially when she could either temporarily block you're power with a wave of her hand. Or permanently until she decided too undo it with a curse. A little trick she picked up in prison.
It was a decently long process, But one she enjoyed. Sealing someone's power in a mark until she removed it was rather...pleasant.
Mystique had given her a new goal, A 'test run' she had said. She wouldn't dissapoint, She was not going back too the birdcage.
Simply fight the X-men is all that she'd heard about, While they may be strong. They wouldn't without they're powers. A small chuckle leaving her at the thought of it, Bringing her attention back to the mirror and with a wave of her hand sending webs of cracks throughout it.
She would not go back.
Angst is one of the tags, And believe me. That part of the story is nowhere near done. I'd say it was rather obvious where Logan's speech too Casey is from.
X-24 also went on an unstoppable run. He was one of my favourite villains even if he was in the movie for like ten minutes. Bro bet Logan, Bet Laura, Ran the fade with Casey and sliced his arm off. Did it again with Laura, Did it again with Casey. And still walked out victorious.
Song while writing - Dimensions (Arcade fire)