"Hualt Mutant" shouts a robotic voice.
I dont answer.
I run faster down the snowey ally's and streets of New York. After attempting several times to shake off the cops and who ever else chased me, I ran in the direction where I could smell other mutants. Yes, yes, I have all hitened scenses. Once I am close to the large stone wall that guardes the secnt of other mutants, I hop up on to the 15 foot tall wall. like I do it on a daily bases, wich I do...I mean did, but it wasent 15 foot tall walls, it was 100!! Or even taller! Once on the wall I look to my left, only to meet 5 police cars, each holding 3 police men, so that makes 15 police offecers, 5 S.W.A.T. trucks, with at least 10 people in each truck so that makes 50 S.W.A.T. people, and 1 helocopter with 2 peopl in that. So that would make, 67 people after me!!!
I look back at the casil, and I see lights turn on
I hear the sirens getting closer and closer, I look back at the cars and helecopter,
\ I gave them the finger and hopped off of the wall on to the grounds where the Casil like building.
After running a few feet I here I here a huge
"BOOOOOM!" behind me.
I look back only to be met with the tip of a tanks gun.
"Shit" I whisper to myself
After running a few feet I run into a wall,
"HAULT MUTANT!: shouts the monotone voice
"OOF! Watch yourself" I mutter to who I ran into, I look back at the wall, the "army" gettting closer.
, I turn around ready to run
But the person who ran into me grabbed my wrist.
"Let me goo!!!!" I say through gritted teeth
"Yeh, no"
"If you dont let me go, if they dont kill you, I will"
"No, we will help you."
"Yeh,no, there is no "we""
"WHen I mean "we" I mean me and the X-men"
Waite...if they are the x-men then that means....
I look up at the person who still is holding my wrist captive.
Only to see a teenaged boy, probbibly 19 years old, with bed head, baggy pj pants, a black whife beter and a grey jacket un-zipped, and red sunglasses, making him look like a cyclops cuz they were red and covr his eyes completely, unlike sunglasses, these wrapped around his eyes completly.
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Wepon X-23
FanfictionA wepon Thats all I am. A Killer. Murder. A Wepon. For who I dont know. Born and raised as a killer and spy I have no famiy No freinds No anything Everyday, I find myself in a training room. Training, fighing, healing....killing. I know everything a...