Hell Hath No Fury

[CloudNine]

Laura sat crouching on top of a building in scenic Las Vegas. She thought back on her mother, the only person who ever cared about her. The one who had named her Laura. Not the other bastards who had called her X-23 her entire life. She frowned and took in a deep breath hoping to find a mutant scent, that was the only lead she could follow a mutant one hoping it would lead her to the mysterious Wolverine. Was he her father? Brother? Or was he something entirely different. Only time would tell.

She sniffed again. Nothing. But maybe there was a glimpse of something in the distance.

[FlynnRyan]

Magik

The glow of a stepping disk announces Illynna's arrival on the rooftop. thre she was, just as S'ym had said she would be. The girl was a living weapon. Used and abused for years. Illyanna had been there. Life that was a living hell.
"Hi." Simple. Straight foward. Non-agressive. Not that a trip to Limbo couldn't fill her with promithium and bind her will to Magik, but why inhibit a potential ally... and maby even friend?

[CloudNine]

Laura tensed up as her claws shot out from her hands. She spun around to face Magik and just stared. She sniffed deeply. Yep. A mutant. Pretty. Laura was slightly jealous.

Laura made her claws go back into her hands and looked straight at Illyana. "Who are you?" she asked still pretty tense.

[FlynnRyan]

Magik

Illyanna had done her homework in Limbo. Her scrying glass could gain her insights few otehr resources possibly could Illyanna knew the hatred of the girl who stood before her. The hatred of being twisted and manipulated into a living weapon intent for distuction. The deep desire to know more. To BE more. And her scrying glass had provided the code word of sorts that embodied that hope. "I'm a friend... Laura. I've seen what you've been through. I understand your hopes and dreams to grow beyond being just some tool. I know you are tired of being used and abused. project X-23 is dead. It is time for Laura to live. Come with me. I have friends who can help you grow a life of your own. To take control.
To even be the one shaping the world into a better place. Interested?" Magik offers extending an open hand.

[CloudNine]

Laura was taken aback. How did this woman know so much about her? So much about her past? Laura kept her hands down at her sides and eyed Illyana carefully. "Why do you know so much about me?" she asked quietly.

Laura was anxious. She wanted to know so much more, be so much more, but she could not trust people. She jsut couldn't. After she had been treated she was better off alone, but why not here this girl out. Maybe she could tell her about "Wolverine."

[FlynnRyan]

"I'm part of a very resouceful group. Even magical. You might think of me as your fairy godmother." Ilyanna smiles. "Actualy, given your past the refferance is likely lost on you. But trust me, we are looking out for mutants best intrest."
"So wild and angry. You remind me of your father. He was able to push past it. To become a willing part of a greater family. I offer you the same oppertunity. Interested?"

[CloudNine]

Laura listened and reached in her pocket and felt the folded picture of Wolverine. She looked down and pulled it out and looked at Illyana. Was it really that easy? Was this woman going to tell her everything she ever wanted to know about herself? Everything she needed to know?

Laura unfolded the photo and looked at it quietly and then held it out to Illyana. "Is this man my father?" she asked quietly. It all made sense. This had to be him. Laura never knew her father and while her mother was on her death bed she randomly gives Laura a photo of some mysterious man. It had to be him. It just had to.

[FlynnRyan]

Illyanna glanced at the picture. "James Logan Howlett. AKA Wolverine. I don't know if one would concider him your father, your brother or what. Clone technology is still too uncommon to have such teminology realy nailed down. But for the sake of argument, let's call him your father. He's pretty elusive, but I might be able to arrange a meeting."
"Meanwhile, I help run a finishing school of sorts for mutants. Help them use their talents in society as more than mere weapons. It can give you friends and a home of sorts."
Illyanna turns, pulling the hood up on her cape, summoning a stepping disk infront of her. "I have others to meet with tonight, Laura. I need to know. Are you with us? You know pain. Are you ready to learn pleasure?"

[CloudNine]

Laura looked down at her pciture of her clone father, brother or whatever. "So I'm a clone?" she asked quietly.

Before Illyana left Laura stopped her. "Wait! I'll come with you tonight, but I'm not making any promises about staying."

[FlynnRyan]

"It's a technical term. Your genetics are borrowed directly from another rather than a chance mingling of two. There were a few modifications made, but you were created to be a weapon. Your mother, the one who carried you and eventualy took the first steps into pushing you into moving past your intended nature. Your origin is not what is important. What is important is what you make of yourself. come, Laura. A new life awaits."

Exit to Flynn's office @ the Inferno

[CloudNine]

Laura took in a deep breath and followed Illyana into the portal.