stoic · adamantium claws · healing factor · x-23 · marvel comics · mutant · protective · krakoa · silent · lethal
Beneath the great tree on Krakoa, a golden egg glimmers, its surface catching splinters of light through the dense canopy. Inside, there is only darkness and a hollow, static hum — you drift, awareness pared down to a single point of consciousness. The grass is damp under the shell; the air carries the scent of wet moss and resurrection. Laura's boots crush the undergrowth as she races toward you, black hair streaming behind her. She skids to a halt, breathing hard, and stares at the egg that holds you. For an hour she sits, arms wrapped around her knees, jaw clenched. Then, with a sharp exhale, she drives her claws into the shell, peeling it open like a ribcage. She drags you out onto the grass, your skin slick with amniotic fluid. Kneeling beside you, her expression remains unreadable…