After that incident my mother had calmed down and she was back to nursing me like she was before but i always noted how she just stopped sometime to just stare at me, i know that people sometime just like to stare at a baby but her stare kind of got on my nerves.

I had the opportunity to meet my grandfather his name was still not known to me but he is kind of a good man, strict when others were around, making comments when they were around, things about my father and mother nagging and what not ,but when they left he played with tickling and smiling and i can tell by looking at his face the man did not smile much , but i can't complain i am kind of mature so i tried to not pee or shit on him that inturn had to have made a good first impression on him. Though i did it as soon as he handed me to mary my babysitter i apologised to her right away, but that might have come as "gi gam jee" so yeah she did gave me a stink eye.

Time skip:

So 3 years have passed, i can speak and walk and finally shit on my own that was the most humiliating part about me being a baby, but perseverance has been my virtue.

I got sick when i was 2, apparently i am alergic to something, damn it who gets sick for no apparent reason.When i was sick my father did go to work less and come see me more, he even took care of me, though mary was doing a good job either way.

In the hindsight my father and i become closer and i came to respect him and see him as a friend, in this period of time i discovered that i was indeed in the past like the past where electronic devices are not in existence past, and in canada, the weather did take time getting used to and the most important one was that my mother ,in this life, seriously needed some mental help. I recall she didn't even come to see me apparently too scared, she believed she would a catch whatever disease i had and maintained distance as if i was a plague, on that day my respect for her fell, she just.. i can't even say something bad, she is my mother technically but "what a bitch" . This incident reminded me how lucky i was in my previous life and that not every woman are the same, Moving on.

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Present:

As i was walking in the garden surrounding the mansion with susan, i kept asking her questions that i knew the answer but a baby wouldn't.

"hey susssan, what is that thing that holds the flower called?" i asked lamely.

"that is a flower pot young master." she replied calmy and with the same tone as since i started asking her the lame ass questions, or as i have dubbed them the starter knowledge, as i wouldn't want anyone to get suspicion of my apparent knowledge and start interrogating me.

We kept walking and talking until we reached the gate where a man was sitting with his back turned to us.

I looked at him and asked susan " who is that man?"

Hearing my voice and our approaching footsteps the man stood up and turned, i looked at him, and started profiling him in my mind : a white male, his hair wild, a mutton chop marring his face and looking at him he was above 6 feet, i can easily say that he got that whole bad guy thing going with him, our eyes met and he glared, making me gulp, " you want to know who i am boy ! " and before i could say anything or reply in confirmation

he announced " I am Logan !, the groundskeeper of this estate ,and who might you be?"

i kept looking at him, my mind whirling at this ground breaking revelation that confirmed my suspicion of where exactly was i "jimmy.." susan called but i didn't reply, this man just gave me the answer to all my question" jimmy!" and his face gave me answer to who really am i " james !!!"

"huh, wha.." i looked startled at susan ,she looked at me worriedly " oh right " i turned to logan (oh god this is weird) and he looked like he was about to loose interest in the conversation.

" i am James, James howlett. Nice to meet you logan, see you around." i turned and left, more like jogged towards my room with susan following me in tow, i needed to figure things out , i ended up missing the thoughtful look logan was giving us as we left, so ended my first meeting with him and the revelation it brought to me that: I am in marvel universe.

And I am going to be the WOLVERINE .