I growl louder and louder with every breath, Lance is slowly stepping back
"What so you can talk the fucking talk but not fight the fight?!?!" I bellow at him
Lance flinches at everyword
"Are you calling me a coward?" he says pretending to seem hurt
"I dont know are you calling me worthless?" I say taking a step closer and rasin my bloody claws.
"Yes, yes I am" Lance says confidently.
"Big mistake, I hope you like being 6 feet under" I growl
"Huh?" Says Lance relaxing his postition.
I charged at him and with full force, claws out and running as fast as I could, but just as I was about to attack the little sun of a bitch someone stopped me, well more like something.
It was wolverine
Surprise surprise
"What do you want?!" I snapp at him harshely
"What do you think you are doing" he says roughly
"About to kill this jack wagon why would you care?"
"I care if you kill him!"
"I wasent going to kill him!!! I was only gonna beat the shit out of him!!!"
"SAME DIFFERENCE!!" SHouts Lance
"SHUT UP!" me and Logan say at the same time.
I growl again,
"Look I'll do you a bargin?" I say to Lance
"Oh yeh and whats that?"
"I leave you the hell alone if you leave me alone! And go on a date with Kitty okay? Yeh whatever,
"WHAT EW NO!" Shrekes Kitty,
"Oh shut up, and just go on a date with him already" I say still pissed and walking away from the disaster scene.
"OI ACE!"
"SHUT UP!!!!" I scream at them.
Like what the fuck. WHy the hell cant I be left alone?!?! I mean really?!?! Id take needles being stabbed into me any day then being in high school with a creepy stalker.
"You think you could run away from us? You thought you could just beat up my boys, and not meet the big boys...." Said a voice behind me
"Boys" dont you mean toddlers?" I snorted and turned around
"Oh shit...." It was magnito, a big hugeiron man with like huge musils, a guy whos hair was on fire, and someone els holding a black jack card in a trench coat...huh he was hot.
"Oh shit is right"
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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...
