After that little stunt I pulled in the Danger Room. Kurt, Rouge and I have been walking around the institute for the past hour and a half, laughing and hang out. This place was great everyone understood each other and didn't treat each other like freaks. I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the sound of helicopter and truck engines approaching. "Guys... Is the Prof expecting someone?"
"Not that I am aware of." Rouge answered. My eyes widened and I took off running. I ran through the halls of the school, dodging other students and such until I arrived at the front door. The noise of the helicopters and trucks grew louder and finally I saw them on the horizon. Rouge and Kurt caught up to me. "What's wrong?"
"Striker found me." I answered. "Get inside get whoever you can to safety. Let the Prof and Jean know." I stated and I looked around seeing a car. I ran over to it and climbed in. I quickly hot wired it and took off. I heard a poof and both Kurt and Rouge were in the back seat.
"There ain't no way you're getting rid of us that easy." Rouge said stubbornly.
I opened my mouth only to be cut off by Kurt. "Everyone knows. Jean and everyone is doing vhat they can. Plus you're the little sister we never had, we aren't letting you face Striker alone."
"I've been in you're head remember? I know what he's done to you and I know what he can do." Rouge added. I couldn't help but smile at them through the mirror.
"Thanks guys." I saw that we were coming up on Striker's forces and I turned wickedly to the left and pulled on the E(Emergency or Hand)-Brake. The car slid to a stop blocking off the road. I stepped out of the car and saw Kurt teleport with Rouge, right next to me. I saw Rouge give me a look. I noticed her glove was off and I instantly figured out what she was asking. I extended my hand and she touched me for just a mere second before pulling away. I felt a wave of nausea hit me but I had been trained to never let fatigue or nausea stop me. I held my hand out and waited. The trucks slowed to a halt and a few seconds later Striker emerged from one of them.
"Ah 13! Good to see you again. I see you've made some friends." Striker greeted. It took every ounce of willpower I had to keep myself from leaping over to him and tearing his head off.
I narrowed my eyes and took a calming breath as I spoke, "Leave now Striker. I wouldn't want to have to stain this pretty cement with blood."
"Ah still stubborn, I see. We will have to change that." Striker spoke taking a few steps forward as men from other trucks came out with guns drawn.
"You are never messing with my head ever again." I stated. "You killed my mother and I am never going to let you get away with that."
"Ah yes Kayla... What a shame. She was a wonderful pawn." I could tell he was choosing the best words to tick me off because that sent me over the edge.
"She was a person! Not some pawn for you to use as you wish!" I shouted, my claws extending themselves. I charged at him and didn't even freeze when I heard the sound of guns going off and I felt needles pierce my skin. I heard Kurt and Rouge call my name but they sounded far away. I felt my claws start retracting and I could no longer feel my body trying to repair itself. By the time my fist collided with Striker's jaw, I no longer felt strong. I felt like a weak little human girl that wanted to run off and cry. I also suddenly felt like I had gained 150 some pounds and I fell to me knees. My willpower faded with my powers.
I saw the shape of Striker's shoes come my way and he leaned down and whispered in my ear. "She wasn't a person. She was a monster." Then he walked away. Out of the corner of my eye I could make out the faint shape of Kurt holding Rouge back and then they disappeared. I felt a group of men grab my hands and put cuffs on them and then another couple men grabbed my arms and dragged me towards a truck. The threw my carcass of a body into the back of it and closed it leaving me in a shroud of darkness.
A/n: Yeah I know short chapter... Well I am sorry for that but I had to end it like this. Good ol' Cliffhangers. :P Anyways love ya lots and I hope to continue having inspiration for this story and maybe I can start getting this updated more often. Well until next time kiddos! Love ya!
P.S Kurt is on the side. I know this Kurt is from X-Men Evolutions but I always pictured him more like this then the one in the movie. I also know that Logan killed Striker and such but let's just say it before that and what not. Thanks :D
~Tatyana
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The Daughter of the Wolverine (An X-Men Fan-Fic)
FanfictionThis is the story of a young mutant whose father is known by all and about how sometimes that makes life that much harder.
