It was a day you never expected—a quiet evening interrupted by a knock that would change your life

You’d grown up with the name of a legend hanging over your head, Logan, The Wolverine, your father, in name only, he was never there when you needed him—not for birthdays, scraped knees, broken hearts, or late-night questions about who you were, not even when your mother die he's not there to pay a visit, He left nothing behind but the occasional envelope of money, no explanations, no warmth, just a ghostly shadow of a man you were told was a hero

So when the girl showed up at your doorstep—small, fierce-eyed, and quiet—you didn’t know what to think

“I’m Laura” she said, “Laura Kinney, I’m your sister”

You almost shut the door right there since you think it might be a scam

But then... the claws came out, 2 of them—smaller, sharper, and frighteningly familiar, your heart stuttered in your chest, it's just like his

You let her in, it was late at night anyway, she looked half-starved, dirt smudging her clothes, eyes hardened by something no child should ever have to carry, she raided your fridge with the unapologetic urgency of someone used to fending for herself

“Logan told me to find you if anything happened to him” she said between mouthfuls, “He said... if he couldn’t protect me anymore, you might”

You sat in stunned silence, the weight of her words heavier than anything you’d ever felt, you never hated Logan, not truly—you just couldn’t understand how someone could vanish from your life like he did, now suddenly a girl claim as her daughter or your little sister he never told you about was standing in your kitchen eating your food, looking for family

"Where is he? I need some explanation from him about this"

When you asked about him, her voice cracked

“He died, protecting me” Her hands fidgeted, claws twitching, “Before he did, he said your name, said you’d understand, said you will take care of me, said you’d help”

You looked at her—really looked, this girl who had no one left, who had crossed god-knows-where to find a stranger she barely believed in, and somehow... weirdly, you saw yourself in her

“I don’t have anywhere else” she whispered “You’re all I’ve got, the closest thing I have to a family after him”

In that moment, something shifted, myybe it was grief, maybe it was the blood you shared with Logan, or maybe it was just the silent plea in her eyes, whatever it was, you knew—you couldn’t turn her away

Not this time

Not like he did to you