New York, A Secret Lab. 12:11 AM.

The X-Men and I went on another mission, invading one of Stryker’s bases and finding any mutants that could be inside. But something was wrong, there were no mutants anywhere. Until I spotted one, a cell with claw marks on the metal door. I run over and slice the lock off with my extended claws then I swing the door open easily. I feel my heart drop as my eyes focus on a person, at least in their teens on the ground of the bloody cell. I’m used to that sight, but my eyes were focused on their own claws that matched my own. I glance to the door and see the title “X-23”. Then to the paper on the door, I move a little close to it and I read it. And exactly what I feared was true, they had used my DNA to make this young mutant.

“Holy shit…”

My eyes widen and I look at the kid again. They looked just like me, the claws, the anger, the defiance.

“X-23, don’t be scared. I’m here to help…”

I put a hand up and my claws retract as I slowly step into the cell. I wince a little at the fact their only similarity to a name is “X-23” but I still push myself to get closer.

“Don’t worry kid, me and the X-Men will take care of you.”