I DO NOT OWN LOGAN
A/N: Hey guys! So this is the long awaited revival of the original "The Legend of Laura" story. At the time that you are reading this, there is only one chapter up. Please be patient! I posted in an earlier author's note that I had thought that I had deleted all of the original chapters but that was not true. I was able to find all but the first three chapters on my old thumb drive! So, I have to rewrite the first three chapters entirely, which is why some things will be different. But I'll also be editing all of the existing chapters. I'll be putting more detail and checking for any grammatical errors and stuff like that so I'll be posting one chapter at a time for a little while. But I promise you that there won't be a long period in between each chapter, as most of the story is already written down. I hope you enjoy!
Taking my sweet time, I drag my feet as I make my way through the halls of the dimly lit building. There's a curfew that states that everyone must be in their rooms by eleven o'clock. Right now it's eleven-fifteen, but I don't even care. It's not like I'm eager to go to sleep and have nightmares.
"Have you decided what we're gonna do?" a voice rings down the otherwise empty hallway, the voice projecting over to me, stopping me dead in my tracks. That's Angie Miller, one of the people who run this place. She's not my favorite person in the world, but she's better than—
"No, Angelina, I haven't," Brad answers. Bradley Liao is the worst person at this place. He's the kind of guy who will call a girl who rejects him fat and ugly. "I've tried sending several living things through the machine and they all return dead. I can't very well send one of us through there, now can I?"
"There has to be something we can do," Paul Ramsey cuts in. "We've worked so hard for this for it to fail now." What the hell are they talking about?
"Well that's what it's looking like, Paul," Tina Abrams sighs. She's almost as bad as Brad. Hey, that rhymed!
"Don't be so sure about that, Tina," a new voice cuts in. Jean Grey. She's the most powerful mutant alive. She was the most powerful even before we were on the verge of extinction. She's the only one on the council that I trust, honestly. And that's only because she knew my dad.
"What are you going on about, Jean?" Brad questions. I hear some shuffling and am suddenly grateful for my good hearing. I'm intrigued now. What kind of machine are they talking about?
"Laura Kinney. She came here about three years ago along with a bunch of other kids from a facility known as Transigen, located in Mexico City." I hear more shuffling and figure Jean is showing them my file. Everyone in Eden has a file that states their name, basic info, and their mutation. But for me, I refused to tell anyone my mutation. If I did, they'd make the connection and figure out who I am.
"Jean, she's just a teenager. We can't send a teenager through a time machine! Especially when she could die," Paul says. Hold up. A time machine? Are we in Back to the Future or something?
"She's not just any ordinary teenager, Paul," Jean shoots back. "While looking through the files, trying to find any one of us who could survive a trip through the machine, I came across hers. Hers is the only file that doesn't state what her mutation is. So I got curious and asked around. One of her friends, Rictor Petros, told me everything I needed to know." I'm going to kill Rictor. Why does he think he can go around and tell everyone my business? But whatever. I'll deal with him later.
"And your point is?" Brad says impatiently. Jean lets out a breath that says that she's annoyed.
"He told me the facility that they're from, Transigen, created genetically engineered children using the DNA of various mutants. They made it so that each child had the same mutation as their biological parent. And Laura was created using the DNA of James Howlett, a.k.a. Wolverine." It's silent for a long moment and I can tell what they're thinking. My dad's something of a legend in the mutant community. Even in the human world he's well known.
"So she can…" Tina starts.
"From what Rictor told me, Laura has two adamantium coated claws on each hand as well as one adamantium claw on each foot. He says that she also has extremely fast reflexes, amazing agility, and the ability to heal from any wound even faster that Logan can."
"This is great!" Brad starts. "We can send her into the machine. Since she can heal fast enough, she'll come away unharmed."
"Brad, we can just send her in there!" Angie objects. "She's only a child. We should wait until we find someone who's older."
"A child!" Brad snorts. "I'm pretty sure she's done far more dangerous things than test out a machine for us. Plus, if she can heal as fast or faster than Wolverine, then it shouldn't be a big deal! Jean! Since you know Logan, you can be the one to tell Laura about our situation and get her to do this for us."
"Alright," Jean confirms. A moment later I hear someone walking towards me. I look around quickly, and hide in the nearby bathroom.
Ten minutes later I'm on my way to my room and thinking about what I just heard. They built an actual time machine? I hadn't thought that it'd be possible. I mean, could it? I read about how my dad had gone back in time once, but that was with the help of Kitty Pryde. But Kitty isn't a machine.
When I arrive back in my room, I get into some pajamas and lay in my bed, on top of my covers. My eyes are already growing heavy and I have a moment of panic. I've been having nightmares again. They had stopped for a while but then I started to come back about a month ago. But I'm unable to stop myself from falling asleep.
A/N: What did you guys think? So, for those of you who are fans of the rewrite that I was doing, I'll be posting that as a separate story under the name "Laura". It will be an adventure/Family story. So please check that out. Please review!