Hello *peeks from behind door*
This is my first ever fanfiction.
I own none of the X-men but if i did *smiles evily*
This is a story of my original character, with original powers, and an unlikely romance, that doesn't sound like it works.
Chapter One.
"Alright kids, member what I taught ya. If all else fails, Fight dirty."
"Logan!! What have we told you about teaching the children to fight dirty." Ororo Munro asked in the same tone a teacher uses for a grade ten class. The students snickered quietly among themselves, fully knowing that if the man known as wolverine caught them laughing, it would be their hides.
"Ro, we been over this. Enemies don't fight clean. 'Sides, I don't think Chuck want's any of his kids to wind up dead on the front porch." He growled.
"Still I don't want any of the children to..."
Ororo quieted down as she saw a girl of seventeen walking up the path to the mansion. Approaching the group quietly, with just a touch of nervous, she looked over her shoulder as if to make sure that no one was following her.
"Is this Professer Xavier's Institute for Gifted youngsters?" She asked in a quiet voice that betrayed a little of the nervousness she felt.
"Yes it is. How can we help you?" Ororo asked in a kind voice, repeating the speech the professer had drilled into her head.
"I need a place to stay, and I'm gifted." The girl looked at her feet as if she'd been turned away from every place she'd gone to.
"Of course, Logan, children carry on, I'm going to take, What's your name?" She asked the girl who was looking at her in awe.
"Linda" was the timid reply.
"I'm going to take Linda to meet the professer."
With that Ororo and Linda walked into the building.
** Sorry this chapter is so short. You have no idea how hard it is to get Logan's bad grammer in there. It's kinda sad especially when you think he's Canadian and setting a bad example for all the other little canadians out there.
Well on to Chapter 2.
This is my first ever fanfiction.
I own none of the X-men but if i did *smiles evily*
This is a story of my original character, with original powers, and an unlikely romance, that doesn't sound like it works.
Chapter One.
"Alright kids, member what I taught ya. If all else fails, Fight dirty."
"Logan!! What have we told you about teaching the children to fight dirty." Ororo Munro asked in the same tone a teacher uses for a grade ten class. The students snickered quietly among themselves, fully knowing that if the man known as wolverine caught them laughing, it would be their hides.
"Ro, we been over this. Enemies don't fight clean. 'Sides, I don't think Chuck want's any of his kids to wind up dead on the front porch." He growled.
"Still I don't want any of the children to..."
Ororo quieted down as she saw a girl of seventeen walking up the path to the mansion. Approaching the group quietly, with just a touch of nervous, she looked over her shoulder as if to make sure that no one was following her.
"Is this Professer Xavier's Institute for Gifted youngsters?" She asked in a quiet voice that betrayed a little of the nervousness she felt.
"Yes it is. How can we help you?" Ororo asked in a kind voice, repeating the speech the professer had drilled into her head.
"I need a place to stay, and I'm gifted." The girl looked at her feet as if she'd been turned away from every place she'd gone to.
"Of course, Logan, children carry on, I'm going to take, What's your name?" She asked the girl who was looking at her in awe.
"Linda" was the timid reply.
"I'm going to take Linda to meet the professer."
With that Ororo and Linda walked into the building.
** Sorry this chapter is so short. You have no idea how hard it is to get Logan's bad grammer in there. It's kinda sad especially when you think he's Canadian and setting a bad example for all the other little canadians out there.
Well on to Chapter 2.