Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Lyla, talk to us about the procedure."
"What procedure, Professor?"
"The adamantium bonding." Charles said and I froze.
"No." I answered and turned to walk away.
"Lyla, it's important that we-"
"You promised me that I'd never have to talk about that again! You promised me, Charles!"
"Ravager, we need to figure out what Magneto wants with you and Logan. Considering-"
"He practically killed me last year!" I yelled. "Maybe he wants to finish the job or take me out to a candlelit dinner and ballroom dancing... You never know with that man... Not to mention that he already knows everything about what they did to me. Him, Jean and Alex are the only people I've told."
"Told you she wouldn't talk about it and that it was a bad idea." Scott called out. "And if Logan sulking in that corner is any indication, we shouldn't even mention it."
"Lyla, Logan barely remembers what happened and-"
"And I wish I could forget." I protested and crossed my arms. "But y'know what, Professor? Why don't I just show you what happened? And show everyone as well because I'm never talking about this again."
"Wait, Lyla don't." Scott pleaded but I already pulled out a chair and sat in front of Charles and next to Jean, placing both of their hands on my head.
"You both are going to dig and dig deep... And I want you to feel everything, Professor. Because this will be the last time this conversation will come up."
。✯ ＼ ｜ ／✯ 。
Twelve years ago Alkali Lake
"NO! NO, LET ME GO!"
"Easy, kid. All you're gonna feel is the pain of a thousand needles." A doctor said as two guards dragged me inside the room in literal chains.
"Let go of me!" I screamed and yanked back the chains, causing both guards to fall and hit their heads. "DADDY! DADDY, HELP ME!"
"Strap her down. Her tank's ready." Stryker ordered and I yanked the chain again before swinging it to hit a few other guards.
I took the opportunity to run out of the room, trying to ignore the rapid footsteps behind me. Once I turned the corner, a doctor grabbed my arms and injected me with something, causing me to fall limp and be dragged back into the room.
"If you resist, it'll only get worse."
"Rot in hell, why don't you?" I snarled and started to struggle again until I noticed the tank next to me. "Daddy?"
