Chapter 3; Edited

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It's been three years and a few months since that day but I remember it like it was yesterday. I've seen Weapon X a lot of times over the years, infact I've seen him 7 times including the first time I saw him three years ago. Each time I've seen him it was always around father's day but I'd move somewhere else as quickly as I could so could so I didn't pay enough attention to what he was going to do and other stuff.

I sat down at my kitchen table, I had bought a house under a different name that i used sometimes use for missions. The house wasn't the biggest and it wasn't the smallest either. The house had 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, a full kitchen and dining room. I sighed, sitting at the kitchen table waiting for at least something to happen. At that moment i heard something like a jet but it didn't sound like an ordinary jet.

Suddenly it hit me, the X-men (that's what Weapon X's team is called). The X-Men have always gone around New York on father's day, as if they where looking for somthing or someone, but I always knew they were looking for me. By this time the jet was closer "no, no, no, this can't be happening! How did I forget?" I cursed and I paced back and forth. I suddenly remembered the jet was getting closer, so I got up and ran to a secret closest in my hallway.

I always make sure that I have stuff hiding around no matter what. I opened the secret hatch and got out a small backpack that was already pre-ackaged with food, water, disguises, clothes, weapons and a new blue, black and grey battle suit that I "just so happen to have". I ran out the front door wearing shorts, a tee-shirt, purple and grey Fila's. As I jogged down the street I couldn't see were the jet was which made me panic more. If I couldn't see the jet they either landed or gave up but I know for sure that they wouldn't give up this easily.

As I ran through the streets as fast as I could but I knew the X-men were probably on my trail and i couldnt help but ask myself 'why do they always search for me on father's day. I know my biological father is a part of the X-Men as Wolverine but I'm sure he barely remembers me. I'm just a girl who has his DNA and mutations so what?! I want to be left alone. I don't need a father and I never will.

I pass many streets and finally made it to the city where thousands of people walk the sidewalks. People looked at me oddly as I was quickly running down the sidewalk. I headed to an old boxing club that was shut down a year ago. The police found out about it condemned it, but there's a secret passage way only I know.

Running to the back of the old building, I think about what's my next plan? Do I stay here untill the X-Men pass this part of town or do I walk around the city just in case. I slowed down as I saw my secret passage way (witch was only a hole in the wall that was hidden by some bushes and trash) I craw through the hole and see the targets and punching bags just sitting there "well I'm lucky I brought my knives" I said to myself "I should really stop talking to myself" I sighed as i shaked my head and got my knives from my backpack. I opened my front zipper of my back pack and grabbing the blue handles carefully.

Griping the handles, I steped about 12 feet away from the wall that holds the target

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Griping the handles, I steped about 12 feet away from the wall that holds the target. Not wasting time, i lined the knife with the target and brung my arm back, in seconds the knife was in the bullseye of the target. "bullseye!" I yelled loudly, echoing could be heard in the whole building.

I covered my mouth quickly knowing my mistake, I quickly ran towards the knife and pulled it out of the target "i have to get out of here" I mumbled and put the knife in the backpack, just closed this zipper, pulled the backpack on my back and ran to the hole I came through, in. I climbed out of the building to be faceing east.

A dark figure in the ally watching me was what greeted me, by what I could tell the figure has to have glasses because the sun reflects off it. A man with brown hair, red glasses, and an X-men suit on steps out of the shadows.

Cyclops, once of the team members on the X-men was looking right at me. He crosses his arms on his chest while smirking, "Logan, I found her." he speaked into his earpiece I just now noticed. I gulped and started to run but the only way out of the ally was the way he was blocking. Cyclops grabbed my shoulder with a death grip. I tried to get out of his grip, I squirmed, hit and kicked but it was no use, I couldn't use my claws because that would make the matter even worse.

I was brought out of my thoughts when Cyclops shook me, I snapped my head towards him "im guessing you already know this but I'm Cyclops from the X-men and I'm here to bring you to... your father" Cyclops said smugly as he guided me through the streets of New York. People looked strangely at us but not as much confusion when I ran through the sidewalk 'thanks a lot of people!' I mentaly sighed as I knew that my biggest nightmare was coming true.

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