Mavis 'Tanzer' Creed

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trigger warnings: Human experimentation, 

☆  Mavis Tanzer is the legacy Child of Sabretooth, being a result of a homebrew cloning project done by former weapon X members in an attempt to fix the mistakes of the previous branch-offs of the weapon plus programs. Unfortunately it hadn’t gone all that well,  as the first seemingly 'successful' product of theirs wasn't all that impressive looking. A living, breathing clone of Sabretooth who got the short end of the stick in the genetics department. She was short, stubby, and as docile as a house cat when she first emerged from the test tubes. 

The overseer of the project, Marisa Tanzer played like a parent to Mavis. Keeping her distance while making sure Mavis had all that she needed to survive and stay stable. Isolating the clone and keeping her from seeing the outside world as much as possible to keep her ignorant and to prevent a repeat of the past by keeping her safe with her at all times. Completely privatizing Mavis and keeping her under wraps until she was ready to be released into the world. 

It took a long time for her to even learn how to speak and read due to the researchers' focus on building up her powers rather than focusing on what every kid should learn at the beginning stages of their life. Her education being very minimal and not substantial enough for someone mavis’s age. When Marisa wasn't looking after Mavis, she left her co-workers in charge to make absolutely sure that someone was always taking care of her. 

Marisa kept backup plans for if Mavis started to become too rowdy, too disobedient, it was bound to happen since she was just a child still. It started off with the trimming of her claws to keep her from scratching up the scientists, never dulling them too far in fear of hurting her. Then her colleagues had the bright idea to start pulling her fangs out to keep her from biting their limbs off (she bit someone's finger off after she got pulled away from a window she was looking out of) and eventually Marisa's former colleagues had to resort to other means of keeping her in line. Forcing her into more rigorous tests and experiments in order to wear her down, and lock her away and isolate her while Marisa was away in order to keep her from becoming a terror while the others were avoiding keeping an eye on her. 

It started to become clear to everyone involved in the private little project that they pushed the little beast way too far, by 10 years old her healing factor accelerated to the point where nothing was enough to keep anyone in the facilities from being injured. Marisa's plans were being disregarded for more violent methods as Mavis was clearly starting to grow as strong and as vicious as her father under the influence of both Marisa and her employees. All the little girl wanted was to see the sun again, to look out at the world and feel it under her feet. And yet, she was damned to be forced into the dark, never to feel the dirt under her feet or the cool breeze that smelt mildly of oncoming rain. The Creed clone didn't know any better and started putting the blame on Marisa and everyone she's closely associated with. 

Things weren't meant to last, as the project was considered a failure once Mavis had figured out how to flee. Having killed most in her path while leaving Marisa alive to live through her guilt. Scarring her up before fleeing into the woods to never be seen again. The blood on her claws a permanent reminder of the years that were wasted within the confines of Marisa's home and the labs where she rotted the days away. 

By the time Mavis had broken free she knew how to speak freely, she knew how to read basic print, and she knew how to fight and kill things 5 times her size. She barely knew a thing about the world and yet she welcomed its mysteries with open arms. Gladly taking whatever the world had to offer her over the lab tests and experiments that Marisa’s colleagues were overseeing.