Bleed
A X23 centric fic
Dark themes

And I'd give up forever to touch you,

Cause I know that you'd feel me some how.
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,
and I don't want to go home right now.

She was nothing but a copy. A shadow of something, raised to kill. She didn't know love.
Until she'd met the man she was copied from. He'd cared for her, helped her fit in, helped her make friends.
But one word.
She'd been forced to kill him out of mercy. And then she'd killed the one who'd made him injured.

And all I can taste is this moment,
and all I can feel is your light.
And sooner or later it's over,
I just don't want to miss you tonight.

Now she was in the woods where she'd made her home for the past three months, mourning. She kept popping her claws, over and over, taking comfort in the sting. One of her friends came every few days, and he brought her three things. Food, supplies and, most importantly, a shoulder to lean on. He had come earlier today, not wearing the image inducer he had to make him look human. He had brought a fourth thing today. Her… did she dare say it…her father's costumes. She didn't know what to do with them, so she had stored them in the box they had been brought in.

And I don't want the world to see me,
cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

The sun was slowly starting to dip beneath the horizon, and she began to claw her wrists with increasing speed. After a while, blood flowed freely. And so did tears. It was an odd thing, but when she looked back on it, tears had some meaning between them. When they'd first met, he'd held her when she cried. Each time, it seemed, he awoke that in her. But now, she would never know his caring attitude again. She seemed cursed to feel love, only to have it wrenched back away from her.

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming,
or the moment of truth in your lies.
When everything feels like the movies,
Yeah ya bleed just to know you're alive!

And I don't want the world to see me,
cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

When she awoke the next morning, she ripped off her shredded clothes. There was nothing else to wear, so she put on one of her father's costumes. Despite being loose beyond compare, it had the same comforting feel to it that its owner had previously known.
When her friend came the next week, she asked if he could bring her a few things. He made a quick stop and got them. She set to work immediately. She had to get this right. She stayed up working the entire night.

And I don't want the world to see me,
cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

And I don't want the world to see me,
cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

I just want you to know who I am.

I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.

She'd finally finished it. It wasn't the best looking, but it was done. The legend of Wolverine wouldn't die.
She would make sure of that.
As she ran back to the first place she'd considered home, the first family she'd had, she could have sworn she heard him tell her how proud he was. In his own weird way.
Ya done good short stuff.

Okay, and that concludes this somewhat depressing piece. Song used was "Iris" by the Googoo Dolls. Basic jitst of this is Laura has to kill Logan to end his pain, and then she kills Sabertooth for causing the pain and runs away. I figured this would be as good of a lead up as any to the possibility of her being an X-Man in the future.