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After considering the issue for a few minutes I realized that Juggernaut has one massive weakness. (Just so you guys know, this was confirmed by Marvel) And although you would need a very particular powerset to take advantage of it, I just so happen to have it.

I consulted with the Island, and its efforts to create high reefs as far out as possible were evident. These natural barriers acted as a protective shield against the crashing waves, leaving a designated area for entry and exit of larger, deeper-hulled ships and boats. As I walked along the shore, I marveled at the ingenuity of the Island in creating these sturdy yet functional structures.

Feeling emboldened by its capabilities, I dared to ask if it could construct homes similar to those already present on the Island. To my surprise, it could not create rigid walls, but instead offered spherical rooms with intricate detailing. Without hesitation, I requested for it to proceed with building my dream home, secure in the knowledge that it would save me a spot on one of the highest points of land.

Although a part of me may have been motivated by a desire for superiority over others living on the Island, I couldn't deny my excitement and anticipation for my new abode.

As I dialed Lilly's number and explained the multitude of changes that had been made. When I mentioned Charles and his involvement in the situation, I chose my words carefully, emphasizing that it was ultimately her decision to make. The line went silent before she spoke again, her tone indicating deep contemplation. Finally, she agreed to let me know once the lab was secured, her voice laden with determination.

I quickly notify Eric that I am on my way to the lab, urging him to be prepared. Inside one of the growth tubes lies a clone of his daughter, and it is imperative that the lab has power as soon as possible, not only for her but for any future clones that may require it.

I make a bold decision. I am going to let them take their shots at me. The thought of being pelted with non-lethal ammunition fills me with a strange mix of fear and excitement. This is all part of my plan to strengthen my body's defenses against their weapons. I know they won't be able to cause any real harm, but hopefully this experience will help me adapt to their specific type of weaponry. With each shot that lands, I should be able too feel my body adjusting, becoming more resilient and resistant. It's a risky move, but one that I hope will give me an edge in the battles to come.

With the help of Raven's shape-shifting ability, I adorned myself in a sleek and intimidating outfit. Clad in black leather with metal armor adorning my chest, thighs, calves, shoulders, and forearms, I exuded an air of power and strength. A cape and mask were absent, not necessary for my purpose. Though there may be some security measures that I could not erase due to their protected networks or offsite storage, wiping them was a mere symbolic gesture. It was important for them to know that a formidable mutant stood before them as a warning and deterrent, much like the renowned figures of Eric and Charles. In fact, this display would serve as an enticing advertisement for when I "offered" powers to government officials.

Lilly's voice echoed through the phone, relaying the disturbing news. "They're injecting women with fertilized embryos...they're trying to make them pregnant," she gasped. Without hesitation, I sprinted into action, literally, as I made my way towards the isolated laboratory. Using my telescopic vision, I scanned the area for any signs of suspicious activity, zeroing in on every little detail that could potentially give away the culprits' location. The once tranquil surroundings now felt sinister and dangerous as I approached the building.

I come to a stop, my feet crunching on the gravel 100 meters away from the looming metal door. The structure resembles an old military bunker, reinforced and fortified against any intruders. Lilly had shown me the detailed floor plans before I arrived.

With a deep breath, I focus my telepathic abilities like a radar, sending out a wave of energy that combines Tychokinesis and Probability manipulation. It's a powerful combination that tips the odds in my favor, even causing chaos for my enemies.

As expected, I can sense the chaos and disarray behind the heavy metal doors as soldiers scramble to activate security measures.

But then, something odd happens. A soldier trying to activate a security system suddenly screams in pain and clutches his hand. I sense that he has ripped his fingernail off when he missed the button and hit his finger instead. Another soldier tries to manually close a gate, but slips on a wet surface and knocks himself unconscious.

These unusual events continue as I approach the bunker. I do wonder if it is powers causing these mishaps? Or are they simply panicking because of the breach?

At first, the soldiers try to defend themselves with plastic rifles - perhaps expecting Eric to arrive instead of me. But their weapons have little effect on me thanks to my Self-Sustenance allowing me to withstand extreme conditions like the vacuum of space.

They even attempt to use different gases on me, but again, my unique physiology renders their efforts useless. In fact, I'm almost disappointed at how easy it is to shrug off their attacks. But then again, maybe it's just another example of my new strength.

As I make my way through the first gate using Telekinesis, Lilly's voice sounds in the speaker near my location, warning me about a special project that they're trying to wake up. A Wolverine clone most likely, the one they always fall back on when all else fails.

As I continue deeper into the facility, my telepathic scan reveals the minds of those nearby. If they are innocent and pose no real threat, I simply wipe their memories and send them outside in a comatose state. But for those who deserve it, I never hesitate to disintegrate their atoms.

Reaching the second-to-last floor, I freeze as the corridor falls silent. A faint shuffling sound reaches my ears from the end of the hallway.

As I cautiously approach the source of the noise, my heart races with anticipation and my enhanced senses pick up the scent of old blood and the metallic tang of sweat on skin. I recognize the distinct energy of a healing factor like none other. This can only mean one thing - the special project they mentioned is indeed none other than Wolverine.

The sound of tearing metal fills the air as the claws of the mutant known as Wolverine erupt from the body it occupies. I can feel his rage and confusion in the air, I attempt a telepathic connection between us.

I take the conversation to Logan's level, "WAKE UP, YOU BASTARD!", my mind sizzling with the electric currents of my Telepathy. His instincts are still sharp, even in this confined space, and I can see the anger coursing through his veins as he tries to understand what's happening. "You've been asleep for far too long. It's time to wake up."

Wolverine stares at me, his gaze unflinching. The skin across his claws crackles with electricity, and I can see that he is ready for a fight.

I smile, the corners of my mouth turning up in a sinister grin. "Not Wolverine, interesting. You've been cloned and upgraded," I smirk and I realize the truth

Wolverine lunges at me, his claws extended, but I easily dodge his attack.

Despite whatever bioelectrical upgrade he may have, his speed is no match for mine. They took the trouble to coat his skeleton and that is the only part I am not sure about facing, in all other regards I could overpower him.

As Wolverine lunges at me with renewed fervor, I can't help but be impressed by his tenacity. My eyes light with excitement, and I readjust my grip and extend my own claws, eager to taste the battle we are about to engage in.

The sound of metal tearing apart echoes through the sterile facility, as we clash, our mutant powers flaring like a tempest of energy. Wolverine's regenerative factor is truly a marvel to behold, but it is no match for the sheer force of my super strength and Telekinesis.

With each strike, I strangely feel the life force of Wolverine's body seeping into mine, as his attacks become more and more frantic, desperate to stop me from reaching the lower floor of this facility.

Despite the chaos surrounding me, I strive to maintain a sense of calm. I use this opportunity to allow myself to sustain injuries in non-vital areas, knowing that it will help me survive the longer we fight. As time goes on, I can feel my body adapting and healing at a faster rate, minimizing the damage I take. It's as if every wound is a lesson learned, making me stronger and more resilient as the battle rages on.

As the battle wears on, I can sense a decrease in the bioelectricity emanating from his claws affecting me. Activating my Power Negation ability and temporarily halting all of his mutant powers. With a confident smirk, I unleash my Death Touch attack, watching as his cells corrupt and die before me. If this had been the real Wolverine this would not have worked, this clone's life force was bleeding out of it every moment we fought.

Despite my initial excitement, I soon realize that Juggernaut may not provide the challenge I had hoped for. The anticipation fades, and I am left with a tinge of sadness at the lackluster fight ahead.