New beginnings

Whole worlds broke, aint worth fixing.

It's time to start all over, make a new beginning.

Too much pain, too much suffering

It;s time too start all over, make a new beginning.

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The whole worlds broken, aint worth fixing.

It's time to start all over, make a new beginning.

Too much fighting, too little understanding.

It's time to start all over, make a new beginning.

"Logan!" Kyra hollered over to the animalistic man whom she thought of as her father for the fifth time, apparently he had wanted to go scope around the house, for what she had no idea. Kyra Bluebird was not the most sociable person at the moment as she didn't want to be in that blooming car for over 5 hours, she didn't want to be stuck outside their new house at two in the morning, she didn't want to go to school tomorrow, well more like in 6 hours, and be the new girl and she most certainly did not want to stay outside their new house waiting for Logan to appear! She growled in frustration; a habit that she picked up from her 'dad'.

Rogue and Remy had dandered off somewhere, well more like flew off, gazing into each others eyes with a lovey-dovey expression plastered on their faces. Argh! Kyra almost gagged at the sight, she did understand that they were in love –soul mates even—but she just couldn't see the point in letting your guard down for a boy who claimed that he loved you but for her it was actually lies and a plan made by the father of the boy who claimed to love her but was actually an attempt to add her to his collection. Yea she had been burned, so what?

"Logan! Get your shinny metal rear over here now!"

Kyra felt the air change, a dense and lethal figure was running towards her, she momentarily forgot she shouted for Logan minutes ago and dropped into a battle stance, leaving her shadows dormant to give the intruder a sporting chance.

"Nice stance Sparrow." Logan's voice called to her from the dark forest in front of her and in a matter of seconds he was standing before her, "Sparrow you got gifts, use them! In that stance your…" He tired to find a word that wouldn't get her to cocky, "well it'd be hard as hell to get past ya but with them shadows girl your lethal!"

"But we're in hiding! I didn't want to screw up… again!"

Logan walked towards her and looked into her eyes, he sighed and carried on in a much softer tone. 'this kid'll be the death of me! Since when have I been so soft!?'

"Sparrow, when your in my care you give everything you got and you do anything to win. You got that?"

Kyra just nodded her head.

"Right! Come on Sparrow! We got a lot of work to do here!" he barked out the order falling back into the tough Wolverine. "We got our things coming in about 5 hours then we have to get you to school and-"

"Logan!!" her voice whined, "Why do I have to go to school?! And I'll be on my own!"

"Kyra!" It was more like a barked order this time. "You know why!"

Kyra took a deep breath and composed herself, her gaze hardened and she became Nexus, the fighter not Kyra the fragile little girl.

"Your right, I'll go and find my room and get to sleep, be ready for school." She nodded and walked towards their new houses front door and melted into the shadow the moon was casting against it.

Logan had to tense his body not to visibly flinch at her cold and emotionless tone, he signed in defeat, it was either one way or the other with his Sparrow, either it was fragile and untrusting or lethal and emotionless and all because of that daddy's boy. 'I'd welcome the guy that could calm her, if he could help her find a balance then I'd welcome him with open arms." Logan howled in anguish, he howled so loud the tree's shook and the birds fled, he walked back into their new home but not before hearing the answering howl that came from the not so far away forest to which he let a whimper escape him.

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Kyra was wakened by the unusually sunny day that was invading her dark room, the sun was shinning valiantly through her curtain-less window, she groaned in protest and swept her hand upwards in a demanding gesture; the shadows rose with her hand in sync and covered the window, shielding her from the suns rude rays. A sigh of satisfaction escaped her lips but it was followed by a gruff voice shouting.

"Sparrow! Get your butt down here now!"

She groaned in protest, after all she went to sleep at about four o'clock in the morning and it was now seven thirty. 'can't the guy give me a freaking break!?' she grumbled to herself only forming incoherent sentences and swung her legs out of her deep purple bed, the only piece of furniture that was in her room, and looked herself up and down. She looked presentable not catwalk material but presentable, her short purple silk shorts and her raven black silk cami top shone against her moon washed skin, her marks were visible and shinning proudly, she wore them with pride and happiness; they showed who she was and told her story. The sapphire marks started at the base of her bum and were splayed out then stemmed up her back, dancing along her spine, and split at the top into two branches that trailed along her shoulder blades and up to the tips of her shoulders then falling over and hanging along her collar bones. A single dark looking amulet type marking played around her navel, it wasn't connected to the rest on her back, it just laid their completely cut off and looking like a dark gem rounded in thorns with jagged spikes pointing their tip to the centre of her navel. The marks on her palms she had to be careful with, she could not hide them with clothes, she just laid the tips of her fingers on the base of her palm and that's how her hands stayed when she was in normal company, sure it hurt at first but she got used to it. They covered the whole of her palms and looked like dark amulets, they gave her a very exotic look, all her marks did but these ones looked more dark and… demonic than the rest; the rest where symbols and mazes, knots and swirls and markings from a forgotten language that seemed familiar to only her.

"Logan!!! You want me down now or in a minute?!" she hollered down to him.

"Now!" he barked it to her, it seemed as though he wasn't getting her full meaning as in if he wanted her there now then she would use the shadows but if he wanted her there in a minute then she would walk but he said now so to the shadows she goes.

A couple a second's later Kyra walked out of the shadow that was behind the curtain and also behind two large Quileute boys. Kyra froze… her marks where showing clearly and she was sure Logan would go ballistic if they had to move again so she did the only natural thing to do for her, curse in a foreign language.

"Merde!" it was spoke normally and the boys heard her with ease but before they swung round she flew her long red curly hair over her shoulders to hide her more visible marks.

"Christ!" the largest boy swung round to her, he had more of a younger face. "Where did you come from!?"

Kyra raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest. "Do you not mean where did you come from, this is my home."

The large man before her had been looking her up and down in awe and appreciation, his eyes were round and mouth slightly agape, Kyra was no fool; she knew what he was doing and she also knew the body she got from training with Logan, he snapped out of his daze and laughed uncomfortably before turning a few shades of red and took a sudden interest in their floor. The other boy looked her up and down then looked his companion up and down and let out a barking laughter that filled and shook the whole house. After a few minutes of him laughing wholeheartedly he dried his tearing eyes and looked at Kyra appraisingly.

"You'll fit in just fine," a quieter whimper of a laugh was coughed out, "My names Jacob and the guy you just put in his place's name is Seth."

Seth looked up at her apologetically and smiled his youthful grin, Kyra grinned back at him, which surprised her as she hadn't did that in a long while… Seth looked at her more and smiled, even Jacob was smiling.

"So, we didn't catch your name…" Seth looked at her hopefully.

"Oh you didn't? You didn't hear Logan shout it?"

"Logan?"

"The big scary dude who growls a lot."

"Oh yea….him" Jacob looked around nervously before he continued, "He called you Sparrow…"

"Yes… why??" she raised her brow chillingly.

"Well, is that your name?"

"No its Kyra."

"Oh…… ok then." Jacob smiled to himself.

She dandered around their new kitchen looking for something that would suffice for breakfast, always keeping her long hair covering her beautiful yet dark looking marks. She was on the tips of her toes and still couldn't reach the bowl that was practically taunting her until a large russet hand came and grabbed it from her sight, she took a fighting stance ready to take back what was hers, as you would normally do when you lived in a mansion full of bubbly and energetic mutants. Seth looked like he was regretting taking that bowl from her when he saw her stance and even more when she swung round on him, he gazed at her fighting stance and the cold look on her face, he barely got a look at it when she relaxed and her face looked lost and saddened. Her eyes searched round him frantically and then settled on him. Seth wanted to shrink into a little ant under her piercing gaze, it was like she was looking at his deepest darkest secrets. He held her gaze and saw her face fall and then look at him in hope.

"Thank you…" she whispered it down to his feet.

Seth and Jacob exchanged a look and nodded. Jacob came up behind Kyra while Seth moved closer to her from the front and swept her into a large and comforting hug while Jacob joined in at the back. Sandwiching her, they both felt her tense up immediately and went to let her down when she relaxed and snuggled into Seth's shoulder. They hugged her closer and set her down ever so gently.

"Thanks…"

"no probs" they both grinned at her manically and she grinned back gently too.

"So are you going to school here on the rez?"

"Yea but I dunno… I don't wanna go. I mean yea I can take care of myself but I don't wanna be the loner kid." She looked down at her feet and played with her fingers.

"You aint gonna be no loner! Your gonna be hanging around with giant Quileute's!" he said it in a duhh tone.

"Thanks" a smile was rewarded to them, it was small but it was genuine.

Seth opened his mouth to say something when the back door was flew open.

"bonjour peu de sombre"(hello little dark one)Remy came barging in and swooped Kyra into a hyper hug and flew her over his shoulder.

"Remy vous me dépose maintenant le dément frnech!"(Remy put me down you French lunatic!) she hit his back with all her might but he didn't even flinch instead he giggle like a little child. Kyra stopped thrashing his back and assessed his condition.

"Remy… are you drunk on booze….. or on Rogue."

"Ah! I am drunk on mon Rogue…" he giggled again.

She sighed and hung her head, the challenge just got harder. "Remy Lebeau you put me down!"

"non!"

"Fine but I am not helping you ice this!" she swung her legs to wrap round Remy's waist and flung herself backwards, sending Remy flying forwards and just at the last second before the impact she flung her body behind Remy and landed gracefully on her feet while Remy Lebeau was lying on his front groaning.

"I told you Remy! You should know not to do that to me!" her voice was hard and impassive but she looked at Remy and her hard and cold gaze faltered, she bent down to Remy and helped him up.

"Je suis désolé mon frère."(i am sorry my brother) Remy looked up at her and sighed, her head was bent and she was tense and motionless, he then looked to his right and was met with two very large boys who where looking at Kyra in awe, surprise and in worry. They were too wrapped up in looking at Kyra to notice Remy's sunglasses had fallen off. He snatched them back up and covered his famous eyes. He sighed once more and tilted her head up with his finger.

"il est bien peu un, sont vous bien ?"(It is ok little one, are you well?)

"oui. Remy juste nostalgique... Je me sens perdu."(Yes, just homesick Remy. I feel lost."

"Pourquoi peu un ? pourquoi êtes-vous perdus?"(why little one? Why do you feel lost?)

"Je ne sais pas qui être Remy."(I do not know who to be Remy.)

Remy saw the little black tears well, it pulled his heart strings to such a point he felt like crying with her. 'that stupid twat, I hope I see 'im soon!"

"You will be Kyra little one, no one else. You will be your own. Now go change for school."

Kyra nodded her head and fleeted up to her room to go get ready. Remy turned to the very, very confused young men before him. They were confused and uncomfortable, a blind man could see that—or feel it—and he looked the both up and down.

"You will look after our little one."

They just nodded their heads briskly and looked at his sunglasses and his own appearance. Remy's voice had been full of authority and unspoken promises of pain if anything were to happen to their shadow girl.

"bon!" he stomped off out the door, completely sober now and left the two Quileute's speechless and, if you know a better and more drastic word for confused insert it here.

Kyra came fleeting down the stairs with her head bent, it amazed the boys how she was able to be so graceful and… fast.

"I was wondering, could you guys give me a lift to school" she looked down at her feet in a sudden interest. "Logan can't cause he's… hunting and Remy isn't here anymore and I have no idea were Rogue is."

Seth came up and slung his arm over her shoulder, held her shoulder and pulled her tighter to him; to Seth this was him trying to comfort her.

"Course we can, I mean its not like your gonna run there." His barking laugh shook the house. Kyra tensed up but said nothing, Seth and Jacob exchanged a short glance.