"My home life kinda sucked. I was only adopted to replace someone who didn' need replacin' ." Alisa never really talked about her past all that much. "I don' know a t'ing about my real folks or what country I came from. Rumor says I was adopted from Russia. I never really cared to ask more questions or look further into it."

She cut off another good chunk of beef from the slab they were working on and placed it on some paper to be wrapped up when she was done.

"If I 'ad known dat a place like de Xavier Institute existed, you bet your ass I woulda run away jus' to get dere. It might've prevented me from becomin' what I was, you know? But I can' really dwell on it too much. I'm changin' my life for de better now, an' dat all dat matters, no?"