Same Problems, Different Mutants

Destroying the X-Men isn't as easy as Minister Sinister thought. Gaining their trust is though. Sinister attempts to create the perfect mutant again, but this time he may have succeeded. What does this mean for the X-Men? Oc's would be nice if you have any.

Dragon

Mister Sinister was angry. He is able to manipulate the minds of any creature he wants. He can create clones with the smallest amounts of DNA. His mental abilities was so far ahead of any other creature currently walking the planet, maybe the universe. Simply put he was a genius with only one equal, Apocalypse, and with him sealed up, again, never to be released no one could match his mind. That simple fact is the reason why he was so pissed off. He spent months creating the perfect plan to finally get rid of those pesky X-Men. He finally had everything in place when in the span of 5 minutes, his entire base was blown up. All he had to do was set up a few machines and he could start the process of destroying the X-Men one by one. He admittedly made one flaw, leaving Mystique to watch over the chained up X-Men.

So now he had a dilemma on his hands. While his entire group of servants was out trying to find the X-Men, Mystique was laying in front of him unconscious. He roughly kicked her in the rib forcibly waking her from her unconscious state. Mystique looked around confused and dizzy before her memories of what happened came back to her. Quickly she looked at Mister Sinister, "master, I'm sorry, I failed." she told him.

He sneered at her uncanny ability to always state the obvious, "I am aware of that you imbecile." he told her as he stood over her.

Mystique could tell he was deciding what her fate should be, "I was able to get DNA from three of them." she told him quickly.

He scowled at her, thinking this situation could possible be salvaged, "whose DNA and where is it?"

She took out three small vials of blood and handed them out to him, "I had to work fast to get them before they escaped so I wasn't able to see who the blood came from exactly."

He took them and looked at each, "yes this could be useful, leave me." he told her walking away.

"Yes master." she said before she walked off.

(x-men)

After 9 years of work, and hundreds of failed attempts, he finally finished his creation. He looked at the boy that was floating in the tube of green liquid, the boy looked back at him with absolutely no emotion, and couldn't help but smile, once his training was finished he would finally have someone capable of killing the X-Men. The boy looked to be about 4'2'', light blue eyes, his hair was an odd color half was white while the other half was red, his bangs where the opposite color though. He even had one white eyebrow and one red eyebrow. He had an semi-athletic build. His skin was a carmel color.

Sinister hit a button on the tube and the liquid slowly drained out and the boy fell tot he bottom before trying to stand. It took awhile but he finally figured out how to work his legs and was standing tall looking up at Sinister, "get out of that tube boy and put on these pants, you have training to do." he told him.

The boy never spoke as he walked out of the tube once it opened. He grabbed the jeans that was laid out and put them on while following Sinister. They arrived in a large room with a giant computer, "show me what you can do, hack into the security system of United States army." he told the boy.

The boy looked at him with a blank expression, except the confusion that showed in his eyes.

"Your my son so you have my genes in you, with my intellect you should be able to figure out how to use his and hack into the system in no time." he told him.

The boy looked back at the computer. He walked to the it and looked at his hands and slowly started to flex them. Once he figured out how to use each finger separate he started to type on the computer. True to what Sinister said, once he started to type, he immediately knew what he was doing and hacked the security of the US Army in less than 10 minutes.

Sinister smiled as he expected, the extra time he gave the boys brain to develop in the tube caused his brain to grow smarter with the help of his genes, "good, I overloaded you with my genes to speed up your learning process, currently you have the IQ of a college student. Now you will spend the next years learning hand to hand combat and assassination techniques. These will help you on your assignments once you leave here." as soon as he told him that Mystique walked in.

"You summoned me master?" she asked.

"Yes, teach him combat and how assassination, anatomy, electronics, physics, psychology, sociology, engineering, and anything else you think he should know." he told her.

"Yes master." she said obediently while wondering how she would teach him all that crap, she didn't even know most of it.

"Don't fail me this time Mystique or you will not live to tell your friends about it this time." he told her and started to leave.

"Master what shall I call him?" she asked before he was to far away.

Sinister stopped and looked at him, "boy you shall be called, Dragon." he told him.

The boy looked back at his father without making any motion or sound. A simple nod was all Sinister needed to know that the boy knew what his name was.

Dragon really, would it kill him to come up with an actual name for his own son Mystique thought.

Sinister turned to her and scowled at her, "keep your thoughts in check Mystique, next time you even think about question my decision I will kill you before you can finish the thought." he told her before he was gone.

Mystique blinked, how could she forget he could read peoples minds? She looked at the newly named boy, "ok Dragon, lets start with the basics." she told him as she helped him into a basic fighting stance.

(x-men)

Mystique had to admit, he was an exceptional learner. He never asked questions, or talked for that matter, and he usually got things on the first try. Aside from the fact that she had to figure out what he wanted by reading his eyes, she enjoyed having someone to teach. She couldn't remember having this much fun since Rouge was still considering herself her daughter. She shook her head, those thought was for later. She looked at Dragon and saw his confused look in his eyes practically asking her why did they stop. She sighed, how was he not tired after five hours of training she would never know, "Dragon we have trained enough for today, I'm tired and your muscles need time to memorize what they learned." she told him.

He simply nodded and sat down Indian style and looked at her. Mystique noticed him looking at him and wondered why he kept watching her. Not that she didn't mind the attention, but he was what 8, not the exact age of a guy she wanted to watch her. Sighing she figured he was bored and looked around for something for him to do before she found a book on engineering and tossed it to him, "read that, it will help the night pass, I will bring you something to eat soon." she told him and left.

She walked down the hall and quickly figured out that it was only her and Dragon in the entire base. She really hope there was a place close by that served salads, because she would need it with the stress that boy would cause her, she only hoped he wouldn't be going through puberty anytime soon. The thought of it made her shiver.

(x-men)

Mystique was gone for a total of 30 minutes. She figured even if he was as smart as Sinister claimed, even he couldn't get through the book she gave him in 30 minutes. At least that's what she thought before she walked into the main room of the base and saw that Dragon sitting in front of a motorcycle with the book open to a page about engines. She couldn't help but gawk, you have to be fucking kidding, he is trying to fix a motorcycle after only 30 minutes with that book. Where the hell did he get a motorcycle from she asked herself as an after thought and approached him, "Dragon where did you get that thing from?" she asked as nice as possible, no need to give him a reason to go running to daddy and telling him I was mean.

Dragon turned and looked at her as the surprise showed in his eyes, she figured he didn't hear her come in. He looked back at the bike and pointed to the keys that was sitting on the floor.

(x-men)

Logan was pissed. Within a months time he had been captured, tortured, beat, almost killed, he still wondered how Sinister managed that, and lost his new motorcycle, all in the same day. The one that he was pissed off the most about was his motorcycle. He still had the freaking receipt, which he was currently looking at as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer out the fridge before kicking it shut violently. He continued to look at his receipt, "30 thousand dollars and it was rendered useless all because of an invisible force field around Mister Sinister base." he whispered as he crumbled it up. Walking into the garage he looked at his other 10 bikes and sighed, "I hate riding old bikes." he said as he hopped on a blue Harley-Davidson and took off.

(x-men)

Mystique couldn't help but laugh. She knew how much he loved his bikes and for him to leave one must have meant that it was now useless. She went and sat next to him, "so what kind of bike is it?" she asked.

Dragon looked at her with a blank expression. Seriously how was he supposed to know, he just wanted something to do, not that he would tell her.

"Right, you don't talk." Mystique said and looked back at the bike of a name. After a quick search she found it, "Big Dog Motorcycles." she told him.

Dragon looked at her with a blank expression.

Mystique sighed, he need to at least learn a new expression she thought.

Dragon looked back at the book to figure out what he was trying to fix before he heard a growling noise. He quickly jumped up and got in to the fighting stance Mystique showed him earlier. He looked around and didn't see anything. The growling noise was heard again and he quickly turned as his eyes quickly scanned the area not finding anyone.

Mystique burst out laughing at his reaction which earned her a look from Dragon. He face was expressionless, but his eyes showed clear confusion as to what that noise was. Mystique petted his stomach, "your hungry, the noise was its way of telling you that." she told him.

Dragon looked at his stomach as it made the noise again. He poked his stomach then looked at Mystique's stomach before he put his ear to it to hear if hers made noises also which resulted in her face unexpectedly heating up.

Mystique didn't know what exactly she should do once he did that, he technically was only a few years old, even if he looked much older. Should she push him away or let his curiosity be excused this once? He poked her stomach trying to get it to make a noise. Putting her hands firmly on his shoulders she pushed him back, "Dragon I know your curious, but its time to eat." she told him seriously.

He looked at her and tilted his head to the side, this time confusion was clearly written in his eyes.

"Dragon you do know what food is right?" she asked him.

Dragon looked at her.

"Here you need food to survive and get your energy back." she said and gave him a chef salad and chicken.

(x-men)

Mystique walked around the book store. She had been training Dragon in combat for a year and he was learning fast. His rate of of learning was faster than her daughters, but she assumed that was because he was just had a talent for fighting. Being the son of Sinister also didn't hurt, especially since he was able to fix that bike in a few months. She looked behind her and saw Dragon looking around at everything. She couldn't tell if he was bored or excited, I really could use a sign so I know what he likes she thought.

Dragon stopped and looked at her as soon as she thought that and pointed to a book in front of him.

Mystique looked at him wondering if he could read minds before she looked at the book, "cooking?" she asked him trying and failing not to laugh at him. The image of Sinister son in an apron cooking a big feast was just to funny. Picking up the book they continued until she realized Dragon was no longer behind her. She slightly panicked and quickly followed her footsteps and found him staring at a guitar. She looked at him, "you want a guitar?" she asked skeptically. Honestly, was this kid really related to Sinister?

He just pointed at it while looking at her.

"Fine get it, but I'm not paying for guitar lessons." she told him. After getting more books on engineering, computers, beginner guitar books, and the cooking book she was ready to leave. Looking around she spotted the fire alarm and pulled it. The water that started forced the employes to rush everyone out of the shop and Mystique smirked as she lead Dragon away from the store with all their free gifts.

(x-men)

This was the biggest mistake she ever made. It was 2 in the morning and Dragon was recklessly playing with that damn guitar she let him get. Turning over in her bed that she shared with him and glared, "Dragon its 2:03 in the morning and I'm trying to sleep." she told him.

He stopped messing with his guitar and looked at her with a black expression.

Mystique rolled her eyes use to them, "look if you go to sleep I will give you the day off training tomorrow so you can practice playing your guitar?" she told him.

Dragon looked at her before sitting his guitar down and went to the bed and climbed to his side and looked out the hole in the wall. Mystique opted to buy one queen size bed and a twin for Dragon.

Mystique sighed in relief, "good night Dragon."

(x-men)

A week later Mystique stood behind Dragon with an amused look on her face. After hours of practicing his guitar he wanted to try cooking. After going out to 'borrow' some poor persons cookware the two quickly realized that while Dragon could do a lot of things, cooking wasn't one of them. As evident by the black smoke that rose from the pot of boiling eggs and the burnt off eyebrows. Mystique could have sworn she heard him mumble something but when she looked at him he was glaring daggers into the pot.

Dragon stood and stalked away from the burning metal back to the safety of his guitar, not that he was much better playing it that he was cooking.

Mystique laughed at him before tossing the cooking equipment out their hole and grabbing one of the many murder mysteries she recently got from the book store.

Dragon grabbed his guitar and walked to the giant computer that he only used once. Looking at Mystique he stood in front of it and quickly started to type. It didn't take long to find an online guitar tutor and hack it to take money out of someone named Alister Hwang account to pay for the lessons.

"Who is Alister Hwang?" Mystique asked from across the room.

Dragon looked at her before turning back to the computer and listening to the sounds that each string on his guitar is supposed to make. It took him some time, but he finally got it to sound the same and Mystique was impressed that he did it so quickly. The boy was simply full of surprises when he wanted to be.

(x-men)

After a year and a half of training Mystique thought Dragon could use a friend so she walked into a pet store and grabbed a small kitten. After paying the lady at the counter a few dollars for it she quickly made her way back to their base. Dragon of course was reading a book on psychology. She walked up to him and held the kitten out for him to see it. Dragon looked at the creature with curiosity trying to figure out what it was. As he got closer the kitten jumped on his face,claws out. The result was a kitten flying out of their hole with a bloodied faced boy glaring at it while it went flying.

(x-men)

Two years into his training and Dragon was getting bored. Although he didn't say it, or anything else, Mystique could tell by the way he attacked her during training, there was no passion or purpose in the attacks. She needed to do something fast or Sinister would have her head, which is why she is standing in front of a martial arts shop. She looked around before she decided that she would get a wooden dummy, and some standard exercise equipment, along with a couple dvd's on martial arts. She also got him a sword to practice with, he was a boy after all and if shard, dangerous, and shiny objects didn't catch his attention nothing would.

(x-men)

Dragon looked at the things Mystique got him with worry, the last time she bought him something it attacked him. He was afraid of cats ever since. After making sure nothing would attack him, he slowly picked up the shiniest thing he saw, the sword. He looked at it before putting it down and picking up the dvd's in confusion. He looked at Mystique, "they are dvd's, put them in the computer and you watch them, they have martial arts on them you can learn." she told him.

Dragon did what she said and was fascinated by it before he saw the people on the computer practicing, which got his attention. He stood back and tried the moves they was doing, it wasn't long before Mystique was sleep for the night and Dragon was still trying to copy the people on the dvd.

(x-men)

Three years into the training Sinister walked back into his base to see the improvements his son has made in the two months he has been gone. He walked into the main room and stopped clearly not amused by what he was seeing, Dragon was currently playing with some type of toy, he wasn't sure what it was exactly, and Mystique was nodding her approval. He looked at the computer and found that it was also playing the same music. A plasma blast shot out of his hand and destroyed the computer getting their attention, "now that I have your attention, Mystique why is my son playing with that toy?"

"Its a guitar and he wanted it so I got it for him, you said you wanted to see an improvement in him but not what type of improvement." she told him. He turned from Dragon to Mystique with a sharp look which made her shrink back, "I thought it would be good if he had a hobby to keep him busy when my body was resting from training," she quickly corrected herself.

"What improvements has he made?" Sinister asked as that answer seemed to satisfy him.

"His combat skills have improved dramatically, as long as he continues to practice he will be able to handle almost any situation he finds himself in, and when his powers start to show he will only be more powerful. He also likes to read and play his guitar. He has completely read the books on psychology, sociology, physics, anatomy, engineering, computer repair and system and software and hardware applications, biomedical equipment, auto-mechanical books, he even was able to fix that motorcycle in 6 months." she told him pointing to the silver and black bike.

Sinister nodded as he heard this, "good, continue his training." he told her before walking out.

(x-men)

Mystique watched the 15 year old Dragon as his fingers harassed the new laptop he stole. She couldn't believe the things he was able to do, he was literally a miniature Sinister, minus the creepy look and powers. In fact if she didn't know him personally she wouldn't even guess that Sinister was his father. As she watched him from over the book she was reading she started to wonder if he thought she was his mother, in away I am his foster mother she thought to herself. Dragon looked up at her from his laptop, "I'm hungry." he said shocking her.

Mystique dropped her book as she stared at him dumbly. She couldn't believe it, after 6 years he finally talk, and all he says is 'I'm hungry'. Shaking her head she stood up, "lets go get something to eat." she said still getting use to the fact that he wasn't a mute. Although his voice was much softer than she would have guessed it would be, it was soft yet had a mysterious tone to it.

The two walked into a small restaurant and immediately everyone in the place turned and looked at them, more precisely the boy. He had on a pair of black chuck's, a pair of black jeans that was loose on him, and a white leather jacket in his hand. His straight shoulder length red and white hair got a few looks from the guys in the place, but the girls was busy looking at his body that was currently shirtless, showing his dragon tattoo that that went around his midsection. The tattoo started from his right hip and ended under his heart looking as it was about to eat it. He stood at about 5'5" tall.

In the back of the restaurant sat three people, two girls and a boy. The girls was looking at him while the boy was facing away. One girl had fluffy red hair while the other girl had black hair with white bangs. The boy turned to see what got their attention and looked the newcomer up in down, clearly not as easily impressed as his two female friends. The boy also had red hair but it was shorter and stood in short spikes, he also had on a pair of dark red glasses.

The waitress came up to them, "excuse me you will have to put on a shirt." she said with a slight pink face.

Dragon looked at her in confusion in his eyes not seeing the problem before he put his jacket on and buttoned it up halfway.

Mystique looked at them and got nervous, "Dragon here is some money, come back to the base after you eat." she said and left before he knew what happened.

As soon as she left two females came out of the bathroom and sat with the three kids he noticed ealier. The waitress waved her hand in front of his face impatiently until he gave her his attention, "follow me and I will get you a seat, will your mother becoming back?" she asked.

Dragon looked out the large window wall and saw that Mystique was walking down the street not even looking back. He looked at the waitress and shook his head no. she led him to a table that wasn't to far from the two girls whose hair caught his interest. Sitting down he put his laptop on the table and immediately started typing.

(x-men)

Over at the other table the two girls was talking to the boy, "come on Nathan admit, his tattoo caught your attention." the black haired girl teased in an accent.

The boy sighed, "Rachel I'm not as easily impressed by body art as you, especially when it is on another guys body." he said resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

"Nate take those glasses off you look silly." his mother said walking up to the table.

"You like them." he teased her.

"On your father I can tolerate them, but you don't need them, so take them off." she told him in a no-nonsense tone.

"Yes mom." he said dejectedly taking them off to show his green eyes to his sister.

"Jean relax, the sun is blazing today." her friend told her in a deep accent.

"We are inside Rogue, I will not have my children be disrespectful by wearing sunglasses indoors." Jean told her.

"Mom did you register us for high school?" her daughter asked effectively changing the subject before an argument could start.

"Of course I did Hope, what makes you think I would forget something that important?" Jean asked.

"Because its not important, we could spend that time in training." Nathan said in a pleading voice.

"You are your fathers son." Rogue told him laughing.

"Whose son would he be if he wasn't uncle Scott son?" her daughter asked.

"Logan's." Rogue said laughing at the disgusted reaction Jean gave her.

"Anyway, mom did you get our schedules, when is soccer tryouts, do you think I can become student body president?" Hope asked.

"Gosh Hope school isn't for another week and your already giving me a headache." Rachel told her.

"Do we have to go to Bayville High?" Nathan asked in a depressed tone.

"Yes you do, whats wrong with that school we all went there?" Jean asked.

"That's the problem, everyone of your old friends will have kids going there and we will automatically be labeled as nerds and overachievers because of it." Nathan told her in a horrified tone.

"Your overreacting." Jean told him.

"Glad my mom didn't care to much about high school." Rachel told them.

(x-men)

Dragon pushed his food to the side and was oblivious to the waiter as she tried to flirt with him as he typed on his laptop. Finding the page he was looking for he looked at the picture of the females named Jean and Rogue. He opened up another internet tab and hacked into the governments database and crossed referenced them to the pictures and found out exactly who they was, Jean Grey-Summers and Anna Marie LeBeau. He looked the page over and saw what he was looking for, both was labeled as mutants and so was their spouses, Scott Summers and Remy Etienne LeBeau. He was even able to find out what powers they had from the database, who knew that the government would have this much on mutants?

As he was looking over the profile of Remy the waiter came up and looked over his shoulder, "who is Remy, sexy?" she asked in a flirty tone getting Dragon's attention and the attention of the mutants sitting one table in front of him.

Dragon snapped his laptop shut and threw the money Mystique gave him on the table before he stalked out the restaurant.

The waitress watched in confusion, "what did I say?" she asked no one in particular, she thought she was being friendly trying to start a conversation with the cute boy.

Rogue looked at Jean before the two got up and followed him out of the restaurant, "hey you." Rogue said in her accent.

Dragon heard her but decided to ignore her, not like he was going to speak to her. He put his laptop in the the pouch on his bike and started to back it up from the two ladies. Not being one to be ignored Rogue approached him, "hey I'm talking to you." she said as she grabbed is bike and used her strength to keep him from moving it.

Dragon looked at her with a blank expression before he jumped and kicked at her forcing her to let his bike go and block the kick. The impact even made her back up a little, not much just enough to get her away from him and to start his bike and leave.

Rogue glared at his back as he rode in the distance, "did you probe his mind?" she asked.

"No," Rogue looked at her sharply, "I couldn't, it was like something was blocking me from entering his mind." Jean elaborated.

"So maybe he is a mutant?" Rogue asked quietly.

"Possible." Jean told her.

"Man I can't believe that, he has a motorcycle, that's so hot!" Rachel exclaimed.

"I know, I wonder how he got it, he looks like he is a year younger than us." Hope said.

Nathan rolled his eyes at them, "did you two realize that he was able to get information of uncle Remy?"

Rachel shrugged, "anyone can do that if they try hard enough, not like the government hides the information they collect on mutants." she told him.

"I know, I got an email saying that dad was wanted because he was a mutant." Hope said in a bored tone.

Jean looked at her daughter, "why didn't you inform me of this?"

"I told dad, he said don't worry about it." Hope told her.

"Jean do you remember when Logan was pissy over his motorcycle a few months after apocalypse?" Rogue asked.

"Yea, how can I forget, he kept going on about it costing 30 dollars." Jean said sarcastically.

"That was the bike, the key still had his name on it." Rogue told her.

(x-men)

Dragon got to their base and sat on his bed and started to type on his computer when Mystique came back, "I didn't expect you back so soon." she told him.

Dragon showed her his laptop, 'Bayville High Registration' she read and saw he already filled everything out.

She looked at him bewildered, "why would you want to go to high school?" she asked.

"The children of the X-Men will be old enough to attend, it will give him the perfect opportunity to infiltrate their school for mutants and upload all the information they have on the mutants they have encountered while giving me the information I need to finally destroy them." Sinister said walking in obviously proud that his son was thinking ahead in his absence, even if Mystique was holding him back.

That wasn't what Dragon was thinking, more along the lines of finding out if they knew his mother. What Mystique and Sinister failed to realize was that Dragon wasn't as clueless about how he came to be as they thought. He knew that he was created from the DNA from one of the X-Men 15 years ago, just wasn't sure which one yet. He would find out and possible meet her, he didn't really care if his mother accepted him when he found out who she was, he just was curious as to who she was. He also didn't like Mystique to much, forcing him to get a dragon tattoo made him hate her and the fact that she tried to take place of his absent mother wasn't a good thing in his book. Dragon in order to narrow down the possibilities of which one was his mother he secretly made a list of all available X-Men at the time. Considering that it had to be a female if Sinister was his father left him with Jean Grey-Summers, Anna Marie LeBeau, Ororo Iqadi T'Challa, Kitty Pryde Alvers, Jubilation Lee Drake, Emma Grace Frost, Amara Juliana Olivians Aquilla de Costa, and Tabitha Smith Wagner all possible mothers for him. All he needed was a way to get close to each of them to find out which was his mother. He already missed the opportunity to get some blood from two of them thanks to that waiter at the restaurant, he wouldn't miss the opportunity again.

"So what will happen now since he doesn't need me looking after him?" Mystique asked.

"Leave before I kill you." he told her.

(x-men)

Two weeks later the current generation of mutants was being driven to school in a black bus by none other than Ororo. They arrived at school and immediately separated into their own groups of friends. After living with each other their entire lives, they couldn't wait until they got to school so they can get away from the each other, after all just because they live together doesn't mean they can't have friends who wasn't a mutant. Not long after did the bell ring and the students in the yard in front of the school scatter going to class. Ororo looked around and spotted Logan off in the distance and shook her head, ever since Rogue told him that a child was seen with his bike he was obsessed with finding out who the kid was and get his property back.

Just as she was about to leave another student came up on a bike. Dragon parked his bike and put his sack over his shoulder, but under his guitar. He was about to walk into the building before he quickly dived to the side. Rolling he looked at the person who dared to attack him and was looking at none other than Wolverine, claws extended an all. The older man growled at him, "look bub, I don't know where you got it from, but that bike belongs to me." he growled at him. Not soon after did Storm float behind him.

Dragon of course want paying what he said any attention as he was more interested in the claws, sure he saw pictures, but seeing them in person was more interesting. He walked up with his face blank and curious eyes as he touched the claws. Grabbing a claw he pulled it closer so he could inspect the object closer. Wolverine of course was at a lost, he genuinely was confused by the boy. He looked over at Storm who was currently trying no to laugh. Wolverine growled again and slashed his other set of claws at the boy who ducked and kicked him back.

Dragon backed up away from the mutant to his bike and grabbed his sword. He waited until he was attacked again before he went on the attack. Dragon blocked with his sheath and went to cut at his face with his sword. Wolverine knocked the sheath out of his hand and blocked the sword with one set of claws before he went to stab his opponent with the other. Dragon spent around him and jumped on the taller mans back, holding his head he quickly put his sword to his neck and made to kill him when the two was forcibly separated by a force of wind.

Storm looked at them, "Wolverine, enough." She said.

His eyes narrowed at her, "I want my bike back."

"It doesn't belong to you anymore, now go before I tell Gambit you was almost killed by a 14 year old." she told him.

He scowled at her, "I was testing him out." he told her. Storm raised an eyebrow at him as it to disagree which he growled at, "fine." he said and left.

Storm watched him stalk off before turning to Dragon and nod to him as he put his sword back on his bike before he stalked off to school.