This story will follow the beginning of the third movie of the X-Men so…ENJOOYY~

Also, I kinda just jumped into it. I was too lazy to add detail and shiz xD

"Logan, you're supposed to be teaching the students how to work together. Not how to work alone!" Storm sighed as her and Logan walked down the hallway from the Danger Room.

"Yet, whose idea worked better?" Logan smirked. "We spent an hour running around in there. If I wouldn't have taken charge, we would have been in there all night."

"They would have found a way, Logan," Storm stopped, looking at him. "They would've found a way…" She walked away, leaving him there.

After having a rather rough conversation with Scott and then later having a panic attack from finding out that Scott died, Logan was talking with Professor Xavier.

"Jean's too powerful. Make sure she doesn't get into the wrong hands because if she does…" Xavier sighed. "Bad things will happen."

Logan just nodded, taking it all in.

"But, I do have some good news." Xavier faintly smiled.

Logan arched a brow like he always did. "Yeah? And what is it?"

"We a have a new student enrolling and she's about to enter in about five minutes."

Logan shrugged. "So? We get new students all the time. What's so special 'bout this one?"

Xavier sighed. "Just greet her with some class, Logan. I know how you get…"

Logan chuckled and stood up from leaning against the wall. "Fine. As you wish." He left the room just as a knock echoed from the door. He snapped his head over and walked over, yanking the door open. There, was a girl about 5'2. She had brown hair with pink and faint red and blonde streaks going through it. Her hair had been tied back into a ponytail and her skin was slightly fair. She wore a red short sleeved shirt with a black vest and black skinny jeans. She also had black-on-black converses and black biker gloves.

Gripping her suitcase by the handle, she quickly smirked at the man. But before she could say anything, Xavier had taken it from there.

"Hello, Brooke. It's nice to have you here."

"Hi, Professor Xavier and thank you. It's nice to finally be here." Brooke smiled at him and glanced a few times to Logan, but she immediately looked back to Xavier.

Logan huffed and crossed his arms, letting her in. He whispered to Xavier, "This is the kid you were talkin' about?"

Xavier arched a brow. "Do you see any other students around other than her?"

Logan rolled his eyes.

"I want you to watch over her. Show her around."

Logan nodded. "Alright, then. But why not you, huh? You seem more informed about this place, right?"

"She already knows who I am." Xavier smiled and headed back to his office.

Logan sighed and looked over to Brooke, who had been waiting the whole time. "Uhh, I guess I'll be showing you around," He walked up the stairs as Brooke followed. To his surprised, she grabbed her suitcase and pulled it over her shoulder with ease. "Ya need help with that?" He finally offered.

Brooke shook her head. "I'm good, thanks for asking." She reached the top and followed Logan to her room.

"Well, here's your room," He opened the door and let her in. "This is where you'll be staying while you're here." He explained as he watched her set her suitcase down next to her bed.

"I figured," She nodded. "Now, are you really gonna show me around or is the only place I'll ever go is my room?" She smirked, joking.

Logan perked a brow, not appreciating her joke. "The kitchen's downstairs and so are all of your classes. Xavier will help you with those." He bitterly said as he got a sharp pain in his head. He sighed. "I mean, follow me…" He reluctantly headed to the stairs.

She followed, confused as to what just happened but let it go. "Do you uh, go here?" She nervously asked.

He glanced at her, arching a brow. "Do I look that young? Of course I don't go here. I just help the students."

She nodded and kept walking beside him.

He lightly sighed. "Sorry, kid. I'm not the type of guy who warmly welcomes people."

She shrugged. "It's cool. I'm used to bitter welcomes anyways."

He frowned. "So uh, what power do you have?"

"Well, I can turn any of my body parts in weapons…" She said, shyly. It was like she was hiding something. "And you?"

He raised his hand and extended his claws.

"Ahh, claws," She nodded, not too surprised. "Or as it used to be…bone claws."

He blinked, quickly replying, "What was that?"

"Nothing. Nothing at all," She shrugged and quickly walked over to the kitchen. "Kitchen, huh? Pretty nice." She smiled, looking around.

Logan nodded, not saying anything as he thought to himself. What did she mean about bone claws? What was she talking about? He had no idea, but he was sure to get to the bottom of it.