— You all right?
— I'm not wearing cuffs or prison overalls. I'd say that's a start.
You want forgiveness? Ask the little boy, who I strapped into a bus, while he screamed, begging to join his mommy in prison. You ask to hundreds of families whose lives you and your friends ruined! Don't ask me.
— No. Andy, don't. We can't do this again.
— You're wrong, Lauren. We're meant to be together. Fenris is our destiny.
— No, Andy. We'll kill everybody. Andy, no. No! Andy! Let go! Let go! No!
— You, guys, don't understand. You're going to need to depend on each other just to survive.
— This is my father, Andreas von Strucker. My father and his sister Andrea did unspeakable things. They were terrorists. They were also mutants.
— This was all them?
— All of it... and more.
— What could they do?
— Apart, they had the same abilities as your children. Together, though... they were known as Fenris. The Wolf. And they were more powerful than you can imagine.
We had a debate in social studies about the law they want to make to test people with the X-gene. And like, monitor them.
I have always believed that it is better to ask for forgiveness, not permission.
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