Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, only Rose -feels like a broken record-

A/N: This sequel is the result of not only great fan support, which is highly appreciated, but also because I was able to think of a way to continue the story. Thanks to all for the continuous support, this sequel is placed three months after Haunted House. So enjoy and Happy Halloween!

Her breathing grew heavier coming out in short gasps as her bloody, bare feet slapped against the cold stone floor of the dark castle. She had no idea where she was going, nor did she really care at the moment. All she cared about was getting out of the damp castle and away from her attacker who drew ever closer. The young, golden-haired girl was so consumed by this thought that she did not realize until it was too late. She had turned into a hall that led to a dead end, but before she could panic any further, the girl suddenly felt a hot breath on the back of her neck and a voice whispering near her right ear.

"I am sorry zat it has to be zis vay, but I am tired of being hunted because of vhat I am." The voice apologized as she felt its owner's fangs on her neck. "Also, I am so very zirsty. So do vorgive me."

~ Few Days Earlier~

"What's wrong with ya today Goldilocks?" asked Logan, raising a dark eyebrow as he knocked the 17 year old girl on her butt for the fifth time that session. "Yer not focusin' at all."

"Yes I am." Rose said stubbornly as she stood up and dusted herself off. Though truth be told, she knew very well he was right and knew that Logan did too. It had only been three months since the day they had met in the "haunted house" and were taken in by Charles Xavier, but they already knew the other pretty well. "Okay, alright. You're right. I'm not focused today."

"Ya havin' trouble sleepin' again?" He guessed making her look at him in surprise. "What? Ya think no one would notice the fact that yer eyes are always blood shot and have dark shadows under them? It's kinda hard not to. So what's buggin' ya Goldilocks?"

"I've been having bad dreams." Rose admitted quietly, averting her golden eyes.

"Ya mean as in nightmares?" He asked as she nodded. "About what?"

"My mother and father. " She whispered as she dropped her head, her golden locks fell in front of her. "They would yell at me, even strike me. All because I'm different, a monster."

"Yer not a monster." Logan growled as he took hold of her hands which were also covering her eyes in one hand and pushed back her hair. He tipped her chin up so that she was looking directly at him. His blue eyes were serious, yet somewhat gentle as he continued. "Yer not a monster Goldilocks. Yer…"

"I'm what?" She murmured watching him closely. Logan lowered his eyes, dropped her hands, and turned away; but she could not find it in herself to let this moment pass them by. She grasped his forearm and turned him towards her lightly placing a hand on his cheek. "I'm what Devil-horns?"

Logan's upper lip twitched as his serious expression from before softened as he placed a war hand on the back of her neck making her shiver slightly. "Yer a hothead who is strong-willed, kinda like me, but more than that yer damn smart and kind. Plus, if ya want my opinion, yer spots just make ya look all the hotter."

"I thought I might find you two down here." Came a familiar voice behind Logan making the two mutants jump apart as they turned to see Charles Xavier watching as he sat in his wheelchair in the doorway. "Cerebro has detected a mutant."

"You mean like us?" asked Rose whose cheeks were slightly flushed as X nodded. "Where?"

"Germany." He replied rolling closer to them. "Other than that I do not know. Cerebro is facing difficulty tracking him, or her."

"How come?" inquired Rose. "I mean, that's how you found us, right? With Cerebro?"

"Yes. With Cerebro my psychic abilities are amplified, allowing me to reach out and 'touch' others' minds. That way I know which ones are mutants and which ones are not." Charles explained.

"Oh, so what do you want us to do?" Though the girl felt like she already knew. "Go find this mutant?"

"Precisely." He nodded. "I want you, and Logan, to go to Germany and locate where the mutant is living. Listen for peculiar stories and bizarre occurrences."

"Alright." Rose acknowledged as Logan simply nodded.

"Excellent. Oh and before I forget," Xavier strolled out of the room and came back with a box marked X resting on his lap. "I had these made."

Rose cocked her head to the side curiously as Charles pulled out a silver, sleeveless blouse; black pants; tall, white boots with silver laces; and white, fingerless gloves that, when put on, go to the wrist. With a small smile, the professor handed them to her.

"Here you are, dear Rose. And for you, Logan." He said as Rose took her outfit and went back to the box. This time he pulled out an orange and black suit, matching boots and a mask (A/N: Not the greatest description, I know. It's the same as he wears on Evolution basically).

"What do ya expect us to do with these?" inquired Logan as he took his outfit as well.

"I expect you, Logan, to wear them on the mission," Charles answered simply. "for protection."

"Protection from what, exactly?" asked Rose, suddenly getting a bad feeling. "The mutant you want us to find?"

"Well yes that, and… other things." X responded allusively, his expression darkening for a moment before being replaced by his usually warm smile. "Now, why don't you two get dressed and meet me in my study."

Rose nodded, though she could not shake off the bad feeling she had gotten a moment before. Xavier nodded back before strolling out of the room leaving the two mutants alone.

"Well, um," coughed Logan, breaking an uncomfortable silence threatening to envelop them. "I'm gonna go get dressed then like X wants."

"Okay." She muttered as he started to walk out, but she could not find it in herself to let go what had happened between them earlier, before Charles had come in. "Devil-horns, wait a minute."

Logan stopped where he was; Rose walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, turning him to face her. "Before, you were saying that I'm not a monster. I'm a hothead who is strong-willed, like you, but I'm also smart and kind and that…"

"That yer spots just make you look hotter." He finished, meeting her golden eyes with his blue ones.

"Yeah, that." Rose whispered swallowing; not out of nervousness, but anxiousness as he raised his left hand to caress her cheek. She pulled herself closer to him, tipping her head back slightly as he tipped his head forward so that their lips were a breadth apart. His breath caressed face making her whole body shiver come alive as their lips met. Her entire body shivered at his warmth, completely enveloping her even after they broke apart, slightly gasping for air.

"We should probably get goin' before X yells at us." Logan mused, his hand still on her cheek.

"Yes, you're probably right." She agreed with a sigh making him crack a smile. "You know, I've been thinking about how Charles keeps reminding us that we're mutants with special gifts. Then should we not, I don't know, have mutant names?"

"I never really thought about it to be honest." He admitted shrugging. "Though it doesn't surprise me that you did."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" She asked indignantly as he flashed a mischievous smile making her roll her golden eyes. "You know, I was thinking your name should be Wolverine."

"And why's that Goldilocks?" he inquired.

"The brass doorknocker at your old house. I could not tell what animal it was supposed to be at first. Some kind of badger maybe. So when we arrived here I went through Charles's books and I found it." She summed up. "A wolverine. That's your family's crest, is it not?"

"Yeah." He confirmed thinking over the name. "Wolverine, huh? It does seem to fit with my bone claws and all. What about ya?"

"I do not know." She admitted.

"What about… Silver Cheetah?" Logan offered.

"Why Silver Cheetah?"

"Well, cheetah for yer spots, eyes, and speed." He replied. "And silver cause of the outfit X just gave ya."

"Huh." She murmured mulling it over. "Silver Cheetah. I like it."

He smirked, "Well then Miss Silver Cheetah, we better get suited up and over to X before he wheels himself back in here."

"Good point." Rose agreed. "Let's go."

~Few Minutes Later~

"Silver Cheetah and Wolverine, huh?" mused Charles as he sat behind his desk staring at the two mutants. "They do seem fitting."

"So, how exactly are we getting to Germany, Charles?" inquired the silver cheetah as she was putting her gloves on. "I mean, we have to cross a body of water between here and Germany, right?"

"She's got a point there, Chuck." The wolverine agreed. "How are we getting there?"

The professor merely smiled, his fingers laced together with his elbows propped up on his desk.

"How?" they repeated.

~A New Beginning~

"We just had to ask." Muttered Rose sarcastically as she sat on a barrel with her legs hanging on a wooden ship; Logan was somewhere throwing up his insides over the side of the ship. "Huh and here I thought, with his regenerative ability and all that Devil-horns couldn't get sick to his stomach."

They were sailing on the mighty Xavier Explorer across the North Sea that divided England and Germany, to where Xavier said the mutant was living.

Though we have no idea where in Germany he or she is. Thought Rose as she glanced up to the sound of someone approaching to see Logan walking over her, still looking a little green. "You know, out of all the people in this world, you would not have been the one I would have wagered getting sea sick on a ship like this."

"Yeah, yeah." Muttered Wolverine making her smile. "How much longer do we have to stay on this goddamn ship of Chuck's anyway?"

"I believe Charles said we will arrive in Germany sometime tomorrow evening." She replied making Logan groan as he sat down in front of her, leaning his back against the barrel. Her smile softened a little as she raised a gloved hand to stroke his dark hair soothingly. "Is it really so bad being on this rickety old boat in the middle of the sea, if I'm here with you?"

"No, not really." He admitted, his eyes closed. "This I can live with."

"Thought so." She murmured as they spent the rest of the journey in that way, reaching Germany on schedule.

"Finally." Wolverine muttered as they disembarked the ship and were once again on solid ground. "So, where do we look first?"

"Charles suggested Winzeldorf." Rose replied.

"Alright then." He grunted as he started walking down the wharf before stopping suddenly.

"You have no idea where Winzeldorf is, do you?" she guessed amused as he said nothing. "It's quite a ways southeast from here. You really should pay more attention when Charles teaches Geography."

"How are we supposed ta get there then if it's so far away?" he asked, ignoring her last statement.

The young silver cheetah smirked and walked across the street to where a horse and buggy were waiting for passengers. She conversed with the man, who luckily knew some English, before turning back to Logan with a smile, nodding her head towards the buggy. With a sight, the wolverine walked over and followed her into the carriage.

"You have to admit it beats walking the whole way there." She noted as they sat across from each other. "The driver told me we should be arriving there in a few hours. Though he did warn me that we should wait for dawn."

"And why's that?"

"He said there are rumors that a demon terrorizes the villagers of Winzeldorf." Rose told him as she stared out the window at the changing scenery. "That every night it appears from its' 'cave' and grabs an unsuspecting victim never to be seen again."

"Anyone know where this 'cave' is?"

"As a matter of fact, yes." She replied with a small smile. "Which makes the whole situation seem so strange, in an ironic way."

"And why's that?"

"It is said that the creature lives in the house of God." She told him, turning her gaze from the window to meet his eyes. "The Church of Winzeldorf."

~A Few Hours Later~

"So this is it?" Logan murmured as the driver opened the door on Rose's side, helping her down. Logan followed, emerging from the buggy to see a Gothic style church surrounded by an iron gate.

"Ja, zis is ze Church of Vindledorf." Confirmed the driver who was young, early twenties maybe, with startling curly red hair. He was also extremely nervous, staying by the buggy as the two mutants walked up to the iron gate. "Zough vhy you vanted to come here is not any of my business. I strongly advise you to leave zis place before ze creature comes out and takes your soul."

"Well, that was charming." Rose noted sarcastically as the young driver sped away.

"Yeah, how did ya manage to talk that guy into givin' us a ride here anyway?" He asked her.

"A girl has her ways." She said with a wink before turning back to the gate. "So, how do you suppose we should get in?"

"Well, it's not too high." He began slowly.

"I suppose so." She murmured giving him a curious look as he looked at her then nodded to the gate. "Oh no! No, no, no!"

"Do ya have a better idea?" he asked as she said nothing, biting her lower lip. "I'm not gonna throw ya over, ya know."

"I know, just not the biggest fan of heights." She told him honestly. With a sigh she allowed him to walk behind her and place his hands on her waist, lifting her up high enough so she could reach the top of the gate. She placed her feet on the bars of the gate as he climbed up and over the gate, Logan following suit. "See, that wasn't so bad, now was it?"

"What? Now you're ?" she said sarcastically making him smile as she rolled her eyes. "Come on, let's go."

"Right." He said still smiling as they headed up the front steps and through the front door into a large room with a long aisle leading to an altar.

"Do you smell anything?" Rose asked him as they searched the room.

"No, nothing human at least." He told her, sending a shiver up her spine. "Aw, come on. Don't tell me yer startin' to believe this demon crap."

"No, it's not that." She assured him. "It's just that, I have a bad feeling."

"Everythin's gonna be fine Goldilocks." He reassured her. "He's probably just hiding somewhere."

"Oh yeah, that's comforting." Rose murmured. "But it doesn't matter, Charles told us to find him. We should split up. I'll take upstairs."

"Ya sure?" He asked her. "I mean, is that really a good idea?"

"You forget, I'm not your average girl." Rose murmured with a coy smile, kissing him on the cheek. "I'll be fine. Plus it will be faster."

"And the faster we get done here,"

"the faster we can go home." She finished before heading up the stairs to the left and onto the second floor. "Though that might be easier said than done."

"Vho are you?" demanded a voice behind her as she felt what she thought were fangs on her neck.

"My name is Rose." She replied. "Are you the demon everyone has been talking about?"

"Ja." The voice whispered in a deep German accent. "If you know ze stories zen vhy are you here?"

"Because I know the truth." Rose said, trying to remain calm. "I know about you and your abilities."

"Zen I'm afraid I can't allow you to live." He murmured his fangs an inch from breaking her skin. "Guten Nacht, Frau Rose."

A/N: And there you have it! Hope you enjoyed! Happy Halloween! Until next time!