Chapter 1

Jubilee sat in Professor Xavier's office, she was silent at first.

"Jubilee?"

"Yeah?" Jubilee looked up at him after being lost in her thoughts.

"Will you please tell me why you needed to see me?"

"Well, Professor, I've been thinking. Ever since Stryker came here and abducted us, I've been feeling so vulnerable."

"What do you mean 'vulnerable'?"

"I feel like I can't help anyone. It hurt me inside that I couldn't help my fellow teammates when we were in that prison. I feel that if I knew how to defend myself better that it never would have happened."

"My dear, what happened wasn't your fault."

"I know, but it would have prevented it or something."

"I see your point," Just as he finished Logan entered the room, "Ah, Logan please come in."

"No it's okay, you're busy, Chuck. I can come back another time," Logan was about to leave.

"By all means. Logan have you met Jubilation Lee?"

"Umm… I've seen her running around campus. Nice to meet you. The name's Logan," Jubilee stood up and shook his hand, "Hi, everyone calls me Jubilee."

"Jubilee can project pyrotechnic energy plasmoids through her hands," the professor explained.

"But I just call them fireworks for short," Jubilee cut in.

"Jubilee could you wait outside for a moment while I talk to Logan here?"

"Sure thing," Jubilee left the room.

"Now what did you want to talk about Logan?"

"I wanted to talk to you because I think I need to get away."

"Away? Where to may I ask?"

"I don't know. Somewhere so I can keep busy; keep my mind off of—,"

"Jean," the professor's face had sorrow. Logan didn't say anything so the professor continued, "Her death as been hard on all of us."

"Would that be fine with you?" the professor thought for a second. Then he came up with an idea.

"How about this, would you mind going on an assignment for me?"

"Not at all."

"Good, then can Jubilee join you?"

"What?"

"I feel since the both of you need to get away, why not have you go together?" Professor looked over at Logan.

"What does she need to get away from?"

"Well, she was one of the prisoners that Stryker took. And a boy left recently that she was dating so she's not in the best shape right now."

"She was a prisoner?"

"Yes, and she blames herself for not having combat training to defend herself and the students."

"You think I can help?"

"I don't think, I know," Logan looked down then at the professor, "Okay then."

The professor smiled and telepathically called Jubilee back in the room.

"Jubilee, I've decided to let you get the training you need to defend yourself," Jubilee's eyebrow lifted, "How so?"

"Logan and I talked about your situation here. We came up with the idea you and him go on an assignment."

"An assignment…with him?" Jubilee looked over at Logan.

"Now, I know Logan looks frightening, but he's a great man once you get to know him," Logan looked at the Professor and looked like he was going to growl."

"Why are you sending me away?"

"Well, you need be trained to defend yourself and who better than Logan. Is that fine with you?" Jubilee looked at Logan then the professor, "Yeah its fine."

"Good."

"What's the assignment?" Logan asked.

"A friend of mine has gone in a coma in Japan and she sent me a message. The woman sounded like her but looks nothing like her. In fact I've never seen the woman in my life," The professor got his computer and turned the screen to Logan and Jubilee.

An Asian woman with purple hair was talking in the screen.

"Charles, it's me Betsy. I'm in trouble here. I need your help, and fast. I'm in Japan. I just woke up in a hospital and everything has been so confusing. Please send help!"

The transmission ended.

"Who is she?" Logan asked.

"Her name is Elizabeth Braddock. She was a former student of mine a year before Jubilee enrolled here but left. She's a telepath."

"When was the message sent?" Jubilee asked trying to sound professional like Logan.

"It was sent a week ago but I didn't get it until this morning."

Logan broke the silence, "Well kid, go pack your things. You're going to Japan."

Jubilee froze there for a moment then turned to leave.