Having embarked into a larger world than she realized in Logan, Laura Kinney is recruited by Cable to help save the mutant species from extinction. With help from Deadpool and Gambit, Laura ventures to the mysterious island of Genosha, where a shocking revelation causes her to rethink her heroes and their ideals.

"No. No. No." Laura panted heavily, running past the dead body of X-24 to the tree where Logan was. She grunted as she aggressively hacked at the wood that had stuck Logan to the tree. He groaned as he slipped down from the tree, a large chunk of the bark still protruding from the bleeding spot on his chest.

Laura looked at Logan as he groaned, panting as she said "no. No. No."

She looked up to see the aged mutant before her, as he opened his mouth to speak. "G... G... Go..."

"No." Laura said, her nose starting to run as she wept quietly. Logan continued. "Take your friends... and run. They'll keep coming and coming."

"No." Laura said again, before Logan gasped heavily, saying "listen. You don't have to fight anymore."

Laura reached for the bloody hand, which grasped hers tightly. "Go." Logan said again. "Go."

Logan looked at the young girl, his eyes slowly dialating as he inhaled, before softly saying "d... don't... don't be what they made you."

Laura continued crying as Logan gasped for breath. "Laura... Laura."

Laura didn't know what else to say. Just one word was what she needed. "Daddy..."

As she said this, she felt Logan's hand loosening around hers, as a small warm smile crossed Logan's lips. "So..."

Logan inhaled the deepest breath he could, before exhaling his last few words.

"So this is what it feels like..."

Laura looked at the pile of rocks she and the other children had buried Logan in, with a small pair of sticks fastened together in the shape of a crucifix.

As the other children stood silently, Laura began the eulogy. "A man has to be what he is, Joey. Can't break the mould."

Laura was reluctant about quoting the film she had watched with Charles. But continued nevertheless. This was the first actual funeral she had been to.

"There's no living with a killing. There's no going back."

As she spoke, she thought about Logan's last words. He may have been dead, but she had the slightest hope that he was finally at peace.

"Right or wrong, it's a brand. A brand sticks. There's no going back."

She thought about all of the people that had ventured and died for her. Gabriela. Charles. The Munsons. Caliban. And now Logan. She and her friends may have been the last mutants on Earth, but she had hope. She had to have it.

"Now you run on home to your mother, and tell her... tell her everything's all right."

Laura slowly looked up to the mountains in the distance. The last chance for them. For freedom. For hope. For survival.

"And there are no more guns in the valley." Laura finished, before one of the other children said "come on. We gotta move."

As the kids picked up their backpacks and ran into the woods, Laura stayed behind them a bit. She continued looking at Logan's makeshift grave. She knelt down silently, taking the cross in her hands and picking it out of the ground.

She tilted it slightly, firmly planting the newly formed X-shape in the ground, before running away with the others to their escape.