Authors note: Just had idea about Faith waking from coma without any memories about her past life and then she meets Wolverine... I kinda always hoped Faith would've had someone she could've trusted.
Don't know yet if this is going to happen X-men movie, or comic world.
And now I have three continuing stories to write. Damn. This crossover thing gives me way too many ideas.
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She'd been walking with her arms hanging limp, she watched people around her and saw them glancing at her curiously, but she didn't care about them, everything in her mind was blurred. She was exhausted, but walking seemed to help, with every step away from the Hospital she felt bit better. Soon she found herself around the cemetery, she did not know why, but it felt homely. She jumped over the fence, and as she walked looking headstones she had visions of.. something... In her visions she seemed to be dancing with death. Suddenly she heard motorbike and she stopped and listened it. Bike stopped near of the entrance of cemetery. Then she heard him to walk in. She hid behind the tree and when she saw man for moment she was sure he had heard her. But that could not be the case, he was too far to hear her. He walked to one of the graves, put a lily in it and just stood there. Suddenly she heard other sounds, and instinctively she knew those sounds meant danger. Not knowing what she was doing, she broke branch from the tree and ran to him.
"Dude, go on to your bike and get the hell out of here," She said. "graveyard ain't safe place at nights." She said to him, he glanced at her.
"And I suppose it's safe for little girl like you?" He said.
"Yeah, I know how to fight them." As she said that she suddenly knew that it was true; she knew how to fight them, she was good at it and it was what she was born to do. "now get the hell out of here, they've close by."
He looked at her curiously. "I know they are, I can smell them, but how do you know about them?"
His words alarmed her, she didn't know why, but she knew that there was something sinister about people smelling things far away. Inadvertently her body took fighting stance like it was ready to fight with him.
"Girl, no worries, I'm living," He said. "but they are not." He said and pointed behind her, she didn't turn, she knew they were behind her. She kept her eyes in him, she wasn't sure he wasn't threat and somehow she knew that things behind her were new ones, weak, but the man in front of her was not weak.
"Girl, they've attacking you." He said.
"I know." She said, and when thing behind her jumped she turned and placed kick on to it, dropping it to the ground from mid jump and without stopping her movement she stabbed stick in to his heart and he was dust. She stood up and saw how he was fighting with two vampires... Vampires? Her mind shouted. He dodged few punches, turned around and chopped one vampires head off with some sort of claws and punched claws in his other hand through another vampires throat. He's good. She thought when one of them attacked her.
He had killed vampires he had been fighting with and as he turned to see how girl was doing, worrying that last one would have killed her, he was baffled when he saw her. She was at non-stop spinning movement, she used some kind of mix between many fighting styles, and her kicks and punches were constantly landing on vampire's body and she was smiling widely. He grinned, he saw that girl was playing with the vampire, she had had at least three chances to stab it with stick she had on her hand but she seemed to enjoy the fight so much that she did not want it to end too soon. When vampire got lucky punch through to her it opened her lip and he saw fierce fury in girls eyes. She wiped blood away and burst into so fast action that under two seconds vampire was dust. Then she turned to him, still at full fighting mode.
"Girl, I'm human. I won't hurt you." He said and something in him made her believe him. She eased a bit.
"Whatever," She said. "you're good."
He grinned. "You're not bad either." He said and girl started to walk away. He walked to her.
"Where are you going? Not gonna find more vampire's are you? You're not in shape to fight."
"Nah, I'm just starving, gotta steal some food."
He looked at her intently, not meaning to be rude, but she was skinny and she looked like she had been starving for months, skin around her eyes was black; she looked like she'd just escaped from the concentration camp. She became embarrassed as he stared her and blushed when she realized what she had said. He noticed it, and smiled.
"What if I buy some late night snack for you?" He asked.
"I wouldn't say no. But, ya' know, that'll cost for you, I eat a lot." She said and frowned. "...or at least I think I eat lot."
He furrowed his brows for her words. "That's OK, I said I'll buy and I will."
"Cool." She said and they walked to his bike. "can I drive?" She asked.
"No." He said. "Sit behind me." She obeyed and wrapped her arms around his waist. He drove to near by cafeteria he knew would be open.
"OK, girl, you do eat a lot." He said when she was at her third plate of food. "so, I'm Logan, what's your name?"
Her face went red and she looked scared.
"I.. I don't know..." She whispered. "I woke up in hospital and I... Oh, god! I hurt that nurse! Didn't mean to, I just thought she was one of the operatives trying to kidnap... I didn't meant to hurt her."
Her words made him angry, he remembered how it had felt to wake up in strange lab with no memory. She sensed his anger and stood up.
"Sorry, its better that I'll leave now." She said and walked away. He hurried after her and grabbed her arm.
"I wasn't–" He started, but she pulled his hand off and pushed him and he flew hard against the wall.
"Leave me alone!" She shouted and ran.
OK, super strong and stressed out. That's not good combination. He thought as he got up, when he started to ran after her he pulled his cell and called.
"Charles. I think I got one. She has probably lost her memory and she's probably been kidnapped, maybe they've done some tests to her, she's pretty stressed out, she might hurt someone."
"I'll send Scott and Jean. Can you follow her?"
"Yeah, just track me down."
He said and hanged up.
Damn, she's fast runner. He thought after he had followed her about an hour. If she keeps running like that I'll loose her. Why did I leave my bike? His cell rang.
"Logan, we just landed near you. Wait for us." Scott said.
"No, don't bother about me. She's running and she's damn fast, I can't keep up in her speed," He said. "she's further on the road, you and Jean go get her. She won't trust you, so be careful, she's trained fighter, almost as good as I am."
Her every muscle hurt, but she knew that she had to keep on running, she had to find place to hide, otherwise they would kidnap her and kill her. And even though she wasn't afraid of dying, she still did not want to die. Suddenly in front of her was red haired woman. She stopped and tears formed into her eyes.
"Red... I'm sorry." She said, she did not know what she was sorry about, but she was sorry. She felt how someone was behind her and her body reacted to threat. She turned and kicked a man in to his face, and as he dropped down she knew she had knocked him out and she turned back to red head. And as she now got good look at her she knew she wasn't woman she had thought she was. Whoever that was.
"You're not Red." She said and as she attacked her she was suddenly lifted from the ground and hovering in the air.
"No, I'm not," Red head said. "but I'm here to help you."
"Yeah, right, you just kidnap and kill me. Fucking operatives." She didn't knew why she said that or who those operatives were, but she knew they were after her and for some reason they wanted to kill her.
"No, I'm not. We want to help you with your powers." Red head said.
"Yeah, whatever, you got me, for now." She said and started to feel air around her. She felt that some kind of barrier was around her and she started to punch it. Soon her fists were bleeding. And she noticed how red head started to sweat so she thought she was doing something right. She speed up the beating and finally she felt how her grip from her loosen and finally she fell on the ground. She was on the move at the moment her feet touched the ground. And just before she got to the red head everything went black.
"I said she's trained fighter," Logan said. "why'd you let her out from your grip?"
"I got distracted when I looked at Scott's body and... she's strong."
"Yeah, she is. Scott's fine, he just gonna have big headache when he wakes up," Logan said. "let's take them to blackbird and go back to school. Maybe Charles can help her."
In the blackbird Logan tied her on the seat.
"Ain't that bit too much?" She asked when she saw how tightly Logan tied her.
"No. She's strong and it seems she gets stronger when she's stressed and I kinda think she'll be stressed out when she wakes up and sees that she's tied up." Logan said.
"Do you know who're those operatives she was talking about?"
"No, but.. they have kidnapped teen girl and erased her memory and..." Logan said and Jean saw anger in his face. "..and I hate them already."
Jean looked at the girl, she felt sorry for her. Like finding out you're not exactly human wouldn't be big enough shock, she had been kidnapped and her memory had been erased. As she looked at her she felt something wasn't right. Then she realized what it was; she could not feel anything from her mind, it was like she was not there. Then she saw her fists.
"Logan.. moment ago her fists were bleeding badly," She said. "and now they've almost completely healed."
"Yeah, I know, and her breathing got faster, she's waking up. Jean, you fly, I'll watch her and Scott."
Jean nodded and went to drivers seat.
"Baldy, get out from my head," She said. "you don't wanna see what's in there."
Xavier smiled to her. "Actually, I was trying to help you remember what have happened to you, I wouldn't intrude to your mind. But it seems that I can't get into your mind, which is fascinating. Never before has that happened."
"Yeah, whatever. You better keep me tied up tightly, never again will I be used. If you try I'll kill you."
Her words filled him and Logan with a peculiar serene sadness, girl couldn't be older than sixteen-seventeen and what Logan had told to Xavier she was well trained fighter who hadn't even flinched when she had killed, in fact; she had liked it. True, she had killed living dead, a vampire, but still, such lack of reaction when killing suggested that she wasn't unfamiliar about killing. And now when she made her threat she said it like killing was day to day job for her, there wasn't any real emotion behind her words, not even anger, she wasn't actually threatening them, she just stated the fact what would happen if she'd think they try to use her.
Xavier sighed, it would take long time to help her and make her trust anybody.
"So, how do you feel?"
"I'm five by five." She answered and Logan grimaced. Xavier looked at him.
"Military slang," Logan said. "those fuckers have used her as weapon. And she's far too young to see and cause death."
She looked at him, his angry tone made her feel that he knew what he was talking about and she felt he hated the idea of using human as weapon.
"Yeah, well, death is my gift." She grinned.
Xavier looked at her. "Why did you say that?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "Dunno, it just felt right thing to say, besides I think I'm good at killing," She looked at Logan. "ya' smell like a smoker, ya' got any cigs for me? If ya' gonna kill me you should at least gimme last smoke."
"We are not going to kill you. And you shouldn't smoke, those things are bad for you."
"Just gimme one, its not like I'm gonna live long enough to get cancer even if you won't kill me."
There was something about the very way she said those words, which showed that she believed that she'd die at very young age. And she didn't seemed to care about it, on the contrary, she seemed to like the idea of dying young.
They took her to a secured room, comfortable but it still was locked, none of them liked that, but they knew that if they'd let her loose she'd escape and they felt that she was more safe in School than anywhere else.
"I've never seen such an... nonchalant attitude toward killing and dying." Xavier said.
"I have," Logan said. "but they all were soldiers who had fought for years. If you be long enough in constant mortal danger you just... stop caring. If she'd be older I'd say she's fought in many wars. But girl that age.."
"Actually, you are probably right, she might have PTSD." Xavier said.
"I'd like to test her." Hank said and Logan glanced angrily at him
"Hank, you really think that would be good idea? Girl's just escaped from hospital and who knows what they did to her in there. I'm sure that anything which even remotely resembles lab will make her destructive toward herself and others. I won't allow it." He said and Scott grinned.
"This is starting to be pattern with you," Scott said. "I mean Logan bonding with teen girls, its not the first, or even second time." He continued when he saw baffled expressions of the others.
Logan growled. "You make me sound like I'm pedophile."
"I didn't mean that, you just want to protect them. Which is good."
"I know what you meant, but it still sounded bad."
She looked around her. Room was comfortable, and she had her own bathroom. She didn't remember when she had been at so comfortable room. But on the other hand, she didn't remember anything about her past life, just few glimpses about killing and terrible sadness and loneliness. She shook her head and focused on the matter on hand; getting out.
She knew that door was strong enough to hold her and she was sure that same could be said about walls and there was no window. She saw no way out from there, and she was tired, so she went to bed to get some sleep, after all, she had to be on her best shape if she wanted to escape.
She woke up at the click of the door and immediately she was ready to fight. When door opened she was about to attack and flee, but she saw that behind the door there was another, closed, door so she relaxed, that was not the way out. At least not at the moment.
"I thought you'd be hungry." Logan said and she took the food tray he was carrying.
"Yeah, starving, and I know this might be poisoned, but hell, what I care. I figured you could've gas me up if you wanted to poison me." She said and started to eat.
Logan grinned. "You have good head on your shoulders, though we wouldn't do that. We're trying to help you."
"Yeah, 'course you are, like locking me up into a room – nice room, though – and imprisoning me gonna help me much." She said. "so, Logan, why am I here? And don't start yakking about helping me and shit."
Logan sighed. He understood why she thought that they were imprisoning her; when a girl is put behind locked doors, into how ever comfortable room, she in fact was prisoner. And thought about keeping her locked up made him feel uneasy, he wanted to release her. But he also knew that at her present state she might be dangerous to other people and for herself.
"And if we'd let you out what would you do?"
She grinned. "Escape."
"And what are you trying to do next?"
Her grin got wider. "Escape. You know, you could ask question in which escape wouldn't be my answer."
"I could. But let's first figure out what we should call you. Calling you just girl is kinda stupid. What name would you like to use?"
She shrugged her shoulders, "Dunno. I have nothing in mind..." She grinned. "..well, actually I do have something in my mind..." She said and wiggled her brows and licked seductively her upper lip. Logan grimaced and then he realized something.
"You're used to that, aren't you?"
"What?"
"Using your.. seducing men to do what you want."
She glanced at him, for while Logan saw that she was embarrassed, but then she put her facade back on.
"Yeah, men are such easy beasts, you don't need to be genius to figure out that sex is only thing you think." She said and caressed her sides. "and, you know, I'm hot package, so why not use it?"
He sat down, he had felt sorry for her before, and he had been angry toward who ever had done what ever they had done to her, but now he was enraged. Girl saw her body only as a tool. She saw herself only as a weapon or a sex doll. He did not even want to imagine what kind of life she had lived.
"There's never been anybody to protect you, have there?" He asked and for second he saw pain in her eyes, but it was gone as fast as it appeared and she again shrugged her shoulders.
"Dunno, I really can't remember, and I don't know if I wanna remember. But I don't need anybody, I'm good by myself." She said and furrowed her brows. "you do believe that I really don't remember anything, do ya'?"
"We do. Charles can't help you with your memory, but he read that from you." He said and then he stood up. "Come." He continued and knocked the door, it opened and she followed him to small corridor and door behind them closed.
"Now, I will let you free," He said. "but first I'll show you our school, to show you that you're not the only one with strange abilities, you're not alone." He continued and she was baffled.
"Whatever you say."
"After the tour I let you choose if you want to stay, we can keep you safe from those... operatives. And give you education, both common and how to use your abilities. And I really hope you'd stay, but I won't make you. You've been hurt enough, I won't keep you imprisoned." He said. "would you promise not to escape before tour's over?"
She grinned. "What makes you think I'll keep my promise?"
"Truthfully.. I fully expect you to escape," He said. "but I think you're looking someone you could trust. And I hope that by doing this I'm beginning to build some trust between us. And if you do escape, I won't stop you and I won't let anybody to stop you. But I hope you promise and you keep your promise."
She noticed that she was beginning to trust this man, and it scared her. She felt that she shouldn't trust anybody, that if you trust someone they will hurt you.
"Yeah, I'll promise, but I won't promise I'll stay." She said.
"That's good enough," He said. "Kurt, open the door."
"Are you sure, Wolverine?" Voice said.
"Yeah, we don't keep anybody as prison, if she wants to leave then she can leave."
As door in front of them opened she glanced at him. "I thought your name was Logan?"
"It is, Wolverine's just my... call sign."
"Cool," She said.
When he showed the school to her she kept her promise, she didn't even try to escape, but Logan saw how she was ready to burst into action in any given moment, and in every where they went her eyes seemed to scan around if there was any danger in there and she was always looking fastest way to get out.
She obviously was interested about school and its students, but she didn't show any emotions, and she didn't even flinch when Kitty walked through the wall. Only time during their tour she reacted in any way was when they met Kurt. Immediately when she saw him she was in full fighting mode.
"Kurt's good guy," Logan said. "he can't help the way he looks."
"Suppose so." She said but her eyes did not leave him before he was out of their sight. First time she let any real emotions through her facade was when they went to see close combat training. She watched for half an hour and smiled.
"What do you think?" Logan asked and she grinned.
"I could take that teacher."
Logan smiled, he knew what this girl was good at and it happened to be what he was good at too. And he had idea how to get through her facade.
"I bet you could. Wanna spar with me?" He asked.
She glanced at him and grinned. "Why not."
"Logan are you sure?" Ororo asked as two of them walked in the middle of the room. "she's just... a girl."
"Believe me, she's not just girl, she's fighter and she's good."
"Yeah, don't worry Blondie, we're just gonna have some fun." She said.
For while they took it slowly, checking each other out. But when she realized that he could take all she got their fight started to get serious. From blow to blow their speed got faster and faster and every blow and kick was bit harder than last. Ororo, Scott and Kurt were baffled when they realized that Logan did not hold himself, he was fighting with all he got and girl kept up with him, barely, but she kept up with him, neither one getting upper hand.
Her blood was loud in her ears, and her lungs burned, but there was no way in hell she'd loose to him. She dodged his kick and swept him off from his feet, but before she had change to attack him he was again on his feet. She threw a blow at him and he blocked it and kicked her loin. She grabbed his leg and threw him on the air and he landed on to his feet and as they were again attacking each other they suddenly were frozen on their places.
"Stop!" Someone yelled and she looked who it was.
"Red, whatcha doing, we're having fun." She asked.
"F-fun?" Jean said. "you were beating each other. You're both bruised all over."
She laughed. "Yeah, I know, we had fun." Then she mock pouted. "spoil sport."
"I'm with her. Spoil sport," Logan said and grinned to her. "you are good. Best I've seen in years."
"Thanks, and you're not bad for old guy:"
"Logan, you hurt her! She's bruised and.. you hit her with all your strength. You hurt her."
"Nah, it's OK Red."
"No its not! This is school, we don't hurt students."
She felt need to defend him. "Listen Red, I'm not an student in here, and he didn't do anything I didn't want to and I fucking enjoyed it. It WAS FUN, so fucking BACK OFF." As she said that she smiled to him. "and I suppose I'd better stay here for while, I mean I wanna have rematch. I'm so gonna kick your ass."
"No you will not, not yet anyway, even though you're faster and stronger, I'm better and more experienced fighter than you are. But if you let me teach you, someday you will beat me."
She thought it for while. "I'm not sure I wanna be student here, I bet there's rules and shit, and I have feeling that rules and I don't go together very well. But if ya' let me stay for while that'll be great. I wanna him to teach me fight. And now I need an smoke, haven't been smoking for ages and I really need one, is there shop near by where I could get 'em?"
"Hank's shopping, I ask him to bring some, what brand?" Logan asked.
"Doesn't matter."
"Logan! First you beat her up and now you're helping her to break the rules–" Scott said but she cut her off.
"Dude, you back off from him too, its not like he taught the habit to me. But, OK, I just go and steal some, if that makes you feel better."
"No... But... Fine."
"Yeah, cool, where's the bathroom, I need an shower." She asked and when Jean went to show her where the bathroom was Ororo smiled.
"What are you smiling for?" Scott asked.
"She's like little female Logan," Ororo said looking at Logan. "and Logan was right, I'm sure that what Logan did was the only way to make her stay. And I'm sure that when she defended him it was the first time.. for very long time she defended anybody. She likes Logan."
"And I like her. She's feisty and... it seems she have had bad life, she needs someone to protect her."