Heart of Chaos and Claws

Prologue.

It was a bright and clear day. A secluded area in New York, where there were trees around, a beautiful lake, and a warm, cozy cabin, fit for five individuals. Or a five mutant family.

Rose Maximoff, a powerful mutant witch, was on the porch of the cabin, watching over her 7 year old daughter, Laura Kinney, and her 5 year old son, Noah Howlett. The two little mutants were playing around with each other. Noah, having super speed, kept messing around with leaves and rocks, while Laura, having adamantium claws just like her father, tried scaring Noah into a tree or a log.

"Mom! He keeps bothering me!" Laura looked over at her mother, crossing her arms.

Rose lets out a chuckle, looking over at her.
"Honey, you know he has super speed, why try tripping him, or scaring him, love bug." She moved from the porch, stepping down the small steps towards her kids. Rose would then use her own abilities, stopping Noah from running around.

"Now, both of you, wash up it's dinner time soon. Your father should be here-" And before Rose was even done with her sentence, there were footsteps coming up right beside them. She turned her head to then see her husband, Logan. The one and only Wolverine. He was holding their last and finally child, 3 year old little girl, Layla Howlett.

"What's this about dad being home? Do I need to send someone into the timeout corner or, tickle two little troublemakers to death?" Logan looked down at Laura and Noah, both of them shaking their heads, which made logan let out a small chuckle. "Now you heard your momma, go wash up for dinner." And with that command, Laura and Noah raced back into the cabin. Sorta intimidated by their father.

"My hero. Finished taking Layla out to see quote, the wilderness, end of quote?" Rose looked up at Logan, taking Layla from his grasp with such care and ease.
"Little thing was so curious about the wilderness, she held a leaf, then she tried eating it." Logan's arm wrapped around Rose's waist, with a small grin appearing on his lips.

"At least you'll enjoy some dinner tonight, I made your favorite, pasta, well I mean it's better than beer and chips. But I made it with such love and care." She replied, sarcastically yet funny. While little Layla played with her mother's hair.

Logan's grin turned into a soft smile, "Y'know, I never thought that id have this life. These amazing kids, this calm and collective home, and an amazing and incredible woman that I get proudly call my wife." Logan looked down at her. "Thank you, Rose. For meeting me way back then, and for being the first one to give me this love and this family."

The words of affirmation and gratitude it was something that Rose was getting used to for a while now. All the trouble they went through, all the pain they suffered, and all the heartaches they had. It was completely overwhelming all at once before. But at the end of the day, they had each other..

The day Rose met Logan was interesting to say. But she never knew what she'd become. But..

It all started with a simple greeting.