In 'Innocence lost' X-23 got a letter from her mother. These are the contents:

Please forgive me. Even as I write the words, they ring so hollow. My mistakes… No, my choices… They cannot be undone, much less forgiven. How all this came to pass… and the truth about Weapon X. Had it ended there, would I be less a monster? hoặc more? Would I even know the difference? Of course I don't have to tell bạn about monsters. Your life is defined bởi monsters. Replicating the mutant genome proved difficult but rebuilding Weapon X seemed all but impossible. For every enzyme, for every codon, for every sequence we repaired, hoặc even built back from near nothingness, we seemed to be missing a million more. But I felt alive, the work, the failure, the challenge. It was like a brilliant light, shining inside of me. I felt like my life had a propose. What a fool I was. I was defiant in the face of my failures. I was determined to succeed out of spite. Weeks passed. I was working on two projects, living two lives. I was used to that. I had kept secrets before. It seems so incredible to me now, that in all that time, được trao everything that I knew what I was doing and what the end result would chịu, gấu I didn't give it a một giây thought. I told myself that bạn weren't real. I told myself that this was science not life. I was creating a weapon, not a child. I was wrong. When I was little I always believed that everything that happened to me -- I deserved it. That we all get what we deserve. Maybe I was right. No longer the experimenter, I was now part of the experiment. A vessel to be poked and proded. To be violated. They certainly didn't care about me...not with a weapon to train. A team of physicians, psychologists, nutritionists, and military strategists now ran my life. They watched my every move, but they didn't see everything. I asked for forgiveness before. Now I'm telling bạn don't forgive me. Don't forgive any of us for what we did. Ever. I remember everything...everything we did to you, and bạn deserve to know why we did these things. Your training was designed to strip bạn of your humanity. After all, in the eyes of the program, bạn weren't human, bạn were a weapon. A weapon I willingly conceived for them. Our orders were to keep bạn from gaining any sense of self, something they đã đưa ý kiến would compromise our ability to control you. We were never to treat bạn as a child, only as a weapon, but not everyone followed those orders, for that I'm grateful. Sutter wanted to complete your construction, but that wasn't possible while your healing factor was dormant. bạn would never survive the surgery so cơm, gạo was được trao permission to take what ever steps were necessary to activate your x-gene. He chose radiation poisoning. bạn nearly died that day. Unfortunately cơm, gạo was right. The radiation worked. Now nothing stood in their way, especially me. I only found out later what happened, that your claws were extracted one bởi one, that he sharpened and then coated them with the indestructible metal, adamantium, outside of our body, it was never supposed to be like that. So much wasn't. I should have known what was coming, not that I could have prevented it, but I would have tried. I'm sorry, so sorry. When it was time for your first field test the target was chosen with the flip of a coin. Who it was didn't matter. As long as the target was high thông tin các nhân and couldn't be gotten to. Sutter needed to make a statement and bạn delivered it to the world. I wanted to understand why we were doing this. I told Martin I needed to understand why bạn had to publicly kill an innocent man, his family and so many others. So, he told me. He said: "It's simple. bạn can't sell anything without advertising." That's what this was all about. The buying and selling of lives for profit. Not saving the world, hoặc taking it over. No, this was about money. A lot of it. Martin sold bạn for a million dollars a pound and as bạn know bởi now, there were no shortage of buyers. cơm, gạo was right. I didn't matter. Not to them. Not to you. Not to anyone. All I could do is watch. While bạn were forced to kill and kill, and kill, and kill. bạn killed royalty. Godfathers. Drug lords. Dictators. Assassins...anyone...everyone...for a price. For three years, bạn murdered without failure. Every target they marked, bạn killed. Every time they set, bạn beat. Every rendezvous point they plotted, bạn reached except one. The one where cơm, gạo was waiting for you. When cơm, gạo came back from the mission, he told us what happened. He đã đưa ý kiến bạn didn't make the rendezvous in time. That he had to abort the mission when the team started taking fire. And that he saw bạn die. I didn't want to believe him. bạn never told me what happened. How bạn survived hoặc how bạn made your way back. Why didn't bạn tell me? For so long, I held myself above Sutter and Rice. They made bạn a killer. They were the ones using you. But all it took was one phone call to open my eyes and see I was just like them. They say in life that we are judged bởi the choices we make, they are what define us, and I chose to bring bạn in to this world. I chose to stay in the program even after they stripped bạn of your humanity and molded bạn in to a weapon. I'm responsible for everything that has happened, for all the pain all the death for everything bạn have suffered, because I had a choice when bạn had none. And I chose to do nothing. I always assumed it was cơm, gạo that cut you. He hurt bạn so many times in the past...he almost killed bạn twice. I never wanted to believe it was you. The damage I've done...can I ever forgive myself?. bạn couldn't stop what cơm, gạo made bạn do...but somehow bạn managed to save Henry and tell me the truth witch means there is hope...you showed me we've failed...you are not a weapon, bạn are a child. Always remember bạn are not to blame. bạn did not pick this life. We...I forced it upon you. The blood bạn have spilled is on my hand not yours and please understand why I must ask bạn to kill one last time. Because tonight what bạn do is right. Tonight, what bạn serve is justice. Tonight, bạn take back the life we lấy trộm, đánh cắp from you. I never wanted a family. My father stripped me of that desire. He took my childhood, my innocence, my life. And then I took yours. I became what I hated and feared most and bạn became my victim. But then bạn showed me hope. Not when bạn saved Megan, but when bạn saved Henry. bạn showed me that we can chose to be something other than what we are forced to be that we can be something better than we believe we are. And, in that moment, bạn saved my life, all that matter to me now is that I save yours. I wish we could just run away without any thêm blood shed. But if bạn don't stop them they will never stop. They will do it again. They've already started. After tonight, we'll just keep moving and never look back. We'll start a new life, have a future, be a family. I'm sorry I waited so long to tell bạn these things. There is so much thêm I want to tell you, and I will but one thing that bạn must always remember no matter what has happened and no matter what may come bạn are a child, not a weapon. bạn are my child. bạn are my daughter, and I tình yêu you. I will always tình yêu you, Laura.

Your Mother Sarah

[this was copied from Marvel.wikia. I did not sit down with a comic and write this down like I've been known to do. I don't have any comics past 2001, and that's just the one comic from Ultimate. Yes, I know it's hard to read because of no separate paragraphs, but that's the way they had it.]