Book3:WereMyDreamIs

toomuch”saidViosmilinglypattingCyclops’strongmuscurshoulder.“MotherandIareveryclose;ourretionshipisthickerthanbloodandmorefierythanliquor.Youwerenotpresentatthetimeandsocouldnothaveimagihetragie.WhenIburstoutfrommymother’swombIwasjustanunformedfetus.Isawwithmyowhelowerpartofherbodylyinginapoolofbloodontheground,whiletheupperpartofherbodystillhungfromawitheredbranchofatree.Butshewouldnotgiveupherspirit,eventhoughshewassufferingunimaginablepain.Shewaswaitingformetogrowupandgotohersidesoshecouldiherbloodintomybody.ThiswayIwouldbeabletogemyphysicalsizeatwill.Sheformedathree-steppnforrevengeformetocarryoutsoIcoulddestroyKingDimitri’sKingdom.AhSire,myretionshipwithmotherissoveryclose.NowthatIknowm