Author's Note: Kala May later to be known as Draca is my own OC. Bobby, Logan and the rest of the X-Men are property of Marvel Comics. Oh and I own the suits and their boss.
Prologue
She was no ordinary girl that much they could tell. Why the men in black suits were insisting she go with them Bobby Drake couldn't say, but Logan hit it on the nose when he said, "She's in trouble." Before either of them could move however one of the suits flew through the air and landed next to them.
"Damn kid," he muttered. Logan's hand kept him on their side of the street.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" he asked.
The suit looked at Logan, then Bobby. "None of your business," he snarled.
A shout drew their attention. The girl's duster had been pulled off her shoulders and she now hovered about ten feet above the sidewalk suspended by a pair of gleaming bronze wings, her brown hair blowing in the wind and her golden eyes gleaming. Bystanders pointed and murmured while the suits vainly jumped at her feet.
"Tell your boss I'm not easily convinced. He ought to know that I don't trust him." Her voice was almost musical and resonated with a hint of anger making it deep. "If he really was a friend, why are my parents dead? Leave and don't bother me again. Next time I won't be so gentle."
The suits scattered and the girl landed. The afternoon crowd drew back as she retrieved her coat. "Sorry about that, folks," she said. The wings were soon hidden again but many still avoided her.
"They're still not used to us." Logan nodded as he approached the girl in brown.
"Are you alright?"
She looked surprised. "Yes, thank you. It's not the first time it's happened and it won't be the last."
"What's your name?" Bobby asked.
"Kala May."
Logan gestured at her back. "Are those wings your only secret?"
"Why?" Her eyes narrowed and looked straight through them.
"We have similar gifts if you will."
"So you're both mutants like me?" The word had a bitter edge to it.
"Yes. We can help you. Have you ever heard of the X-Men?"
"Who hasn't? Not everyone thinks you're heroes though."
"Come with us. We'll take you somewhere they can't touch you."
Kala nodded and followed the men she'd recognized from TV. She knew they were called Iceman and Wolverine but didn't yet know their real names. Maybe they can help me, she thought. Maybe now Mom and Dad's murderer can be brought to justice.