(A/N)Hey!! okay so this is a story I wrote all by myself...I plan to update ever day or every other day so I will try to not leave you hanging! Each chapter comes in two parts. I will post Part One and Part Two seperatly that way the chapters aren't too long....unless I feel like posting both at the same time...so I hope you enjoy and I hope you will please leave me a review so I know what you liked and what you didn't!!! ENJOY!! ^,.,^

Disclaimer: I don't own XMen marvel does...not me....

~Jakie

Mutation: it is the key to our evolution. It has enabled us to evolve from a single-celled organism into the dominant species on the planet. This process is slow, and normally taking thousands and thousands of years. But every few hundred millennia, evolution leaps forward.

CHAPTER ONE

*PART ONE*

Of all the things to be scared by, this was the only thing that really scared the shit out of me. When compared to some things I'd seen and been through, this should have been a piece of cake. The fact that there was a blizzard, and we were flying in practically white out conditions, on top of all the turbulence, only made it that much worse for me. The jet kept hitting air pockets, and dropping ten to twelve feet almost every minute, making me feel like a human bobble head.

Everyone else, on the other hand, was perfectly fine. This intimidating weather unfazed them. All six of them sat in their chairs, perfectly fine. Scott and Storm were in the front, controlling everything. Behind me sat the students, Bobby, John and Rogue, the only ones old enough to actually become part of the team.

John was sitting directly behind me, flipping open the lighter he carried everywhere, seeming just a little paranoid about the flying conditions, and the noise was becoming quite irritating. Bobby and Rogue were less of and annoyance, carrying on in a conversation, unfazed.

Then there was poor little me, stuck in the middle, next to Jean, who kept glancing over at me every five minutes. Each time she got more concerned, most likely form watching my face.

Despite myself I smiled. If only she knew how much I loved it when she payed more attention to me, instead of Laser Face. That would really piss him off, and then I would only laugh harder.

The sudden jolt of happiness was ended abruptly when the plane hit another air pocket and dropped dramatically. Couldn't Storm do something about this? I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees, rubbing my temples, trying to calm myself. It didn't help.

"Logan?" Jean asked, concerned. "Are you going to be okay?"

The plane hit a bigger air pocket, and dropped more then it usually did, making me sit straight back up and grip the ends of the arm rests.

"Yeah." I groaned, queasy

There was another drop, followed almost immediately by a very loud popping sound. Every one of us got really quite, and you didn't have to be an expert to know that, that wasn't a good sound to hear while flying.

"What the hell was that?" I said, my voice shaky but strong.

"I-I don't know." Storm panicked, "We've lost all the power in both the engines, like all the power has been completely drained."

Her's and Scotts hands moved like lightning across all the switches and buttons, in an attempt to steady the jet. We were losing altitude rapidly, and the nose of the jet was starting to tilt downward.

From behind, I heard the kids strap in tighter and Pyro swear to himself. Jean glanced over at me again, gripping the hand rests like me, trying to stay calm herself. The jet was shaking massively. There was a high pitched beeping sound coming from somewhere up front, and I watched as the numbers that measured our altitude, drop.

"We're gonna die." Pyro said matter-of-factly, "there's know way we can-"

"Shut up John!" Rogue demanded.

Arguing broke out behind me, and I unsuccessfully tried to block it out. I was contemplating weather or not it would be a good idea just to stab myself, all the while knowing that I could try and it would do absoulutly no good. I knew that I had a bad feeling all morning, especially getting on the plane, and like a fool, I ignored it.

The jet was in a full nose dive and the lights began to flicker, before finally going out.

"Storm, try to even out the plane." Jean suggested.

"I can't." she said, "There's no power."

By now any normal person that was terrified of flying would have gone into hyperventilation, but I skipped that completely and went right into shock and utter panic. The kind of shock were your whole body can't move, like you were paralyzed. I couldn't hear anything, feel anything, or see anything, I was frozen.

With my eyes closed it felt like some kind of over the top thrill ride, one where you ride it once and practically die. But this wasn't one of those rides, I had never ridden this one before and I already knew how it would end.

"Try using the weather to stable the jet!" Jean ordered.

"I can try!"

The beeping in the font was picking up in pace, which could only mean we were that much closer to the end.

"Jean?" Strom's voice was shaken. "A little help?"

"I'm trying!" she said through gritted teeth.

Opening my right eye slightly, I managed to peek at Jean, who was set in very deep concentration. Her face was pale, and tiny beads of sweat slid down form her forehead. Jean's eyes were closed, and hitting a bump I closed mine back.

Just barely could I feel the front of the jet tilt back up again, and the beeping slowed a little bit. We were still falling too quickly, no matter how angled the jet was, we were still going to crash. The plane shook again violently, and the echoing of my seat belt snapping made my panic worse.

"Prepare for crash landing." Scott informed.

Right then I opened my eyes as wide as I could. My breathing had increased as I looked out the windshield, at the snow covered tree tops that came into full view. I looked at my surroundings, the metal in the jet and each one of it's occupants, noticing that I was not the only one that was having seat belt issues. "Here it comes!" Scott warned again. The trees were closer now as was the ground. Everyone around me braced themselves, as I stared wide eyed out the big window in front.

"Shit." I grumbled before darkness swallowed me and we crashed.