"Unidentified Mutant"

Resting for the night

-Sasha's Point of View-: 

After Logan rescued me as the Wolverine, Hank and I went to return the mutant children to the ships leading to Genosha, which I later learned from him that it's where all the mutants go there and join the "Brotherhood," as they call it with their leader called Eric Lenseir A.K.A. Magneto; I may not be fond of mutant politics but if you're going to join in the X-Men as a "human" (mutant in hiding) then at least you need to learn more of how the mutants deal with this situation as a hero so then, the more info, the more knowledge you possessed. 

Once I landed at the X-Men facility, Hank examined me and told me to rest at home for a couple of days or so. I was escorted out carefully and waved at Logan by going on my motorcycle and heading home. He didn't trust me using my vehicle, but I insisted that I'd go nice and slow, and he fell for it. When I got back, I showered and started remembering more and more moments with him back in Elkford Town.

I went to sleep to learn more after getting electrocuted.

Start Flashbacks⚠️

I'm back but...in Elkford town.!?! Okay, must focus only on finding out which scene I am at right now: I notice that I am at the airport where a plane was getting ready to take off and there's... me with...Wait! Why is Logan in my memory...? Oh...this is where he-!? Impossible!

" 'Will we meet again, Logan?' " I gasped in tears at my 17-year-old self and watched the one man I never thought was true: "Hey... c'mere. He pulled me into his arms in a warm embrace and pecked my lips: "Who knows, or if you want, the X-Men wouldn't mind a new team member." He offered.

I saw myself, shaking my head: + "I appreciate it but..." "But what?" "I want to fix some things first since I am ready to move in with my sister." He chuckled deeply before he places something around my neck, I looked down to see a necklace and I ask:

"What's this?" "Um...it is a necklace?" "Cut the crap, I know what you are doing." I told him straightforwardly, making Logan sigh: "Okay okay calm down, it's just a tracking device that the green guy doctor made in case something went wrong and I'm not around to-" "It's okay, Logan. Sasha smiles, "I know that you are caring and wanting to protect me but it isn't your responsibility to do so. We don't need responsibilities or feel regret or even guilt, life goes on and on and that's what matters."

Both instantly melted into the kiss, the moment slowly ended as they couldn't stop having one another embrace, once he got in and got seated; His heart was hammering as gunshots had gone off, and buckled his seatbelts when all of a sudden, a voice shouts: "I LOVE YOU, JAMES LOGAN HOWLET!"

⚠️End of flashback/dream...

I gasped loudly and felt a drop of sweat trickle down the corner of my face, scratching the back of my messy black hair; I wiped the sweat with my blanket before I looked at the time that read: ["4:00a.m."] Luckily I lived in my sister's place where Logan and Hank don't have to worry about me; Enough said, I got out of my bed and went downstairs to get a cup of whiskey. 

Filled it in a wine glass, I sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace while the crackling sound of wood made me sense another deja vu of my old cabin place where I had burned it down for no evidence to be found by anyone: 'I miss my old cabin, I shouldn't have burned it. But...it was either Weapon X and H.Y.D.R.A. coming after me or getting into the hero side? I choose the hero side.' I drank some of the tequila and spoke quietly to myself:

"How much can I hold in this secret? Until Logan can...Wait-he doesn't recognize me?" I pondered my thoughts out loud since my older sister wasn't here; I might as well speak out my words by thinking carefully about what I say to anger me: 

"If I lie about knowing him in the past in ElkFord town, I could get into trouble." I began pacing back and forth before I sat down on the couch, "Hmmm, it was nine years ago since he departed to Washington; however, if he DID mention that he never enjoyed liars or traitors in his past lives, then I'm screwed; But! He won't recognize me since it is possible that he got brainwashed yet again after he landed in Washington in the past."

I got up from the couch and began walking to the backyard to garden the flowers as usual before sighing in relief: "It is a relief that Logan doesn't know me, but the more I go, the more deja vu I would send him into flashbacks." I finally ended up staring at the full moon as the wind blew away the weight off my shoulders and rested it with a sad frown: 

"Better keep a low profile until then, me being here and volunteering to join the X-Men with the best of my abilities. Even if it means hiding my claws from Logan for the second time."

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