Author's Note: Hi, this is a new story I'm working on about the X-Men. I will be continuing my Pokemon story, it's just on hiatus at the moment. I took it down so I could edit it, but it should go back up soon. I own none of these character's except for the New Mutant. All rights to the X-Men belong to Marvel, I MAKE NOTHING FROM THIS.

Winter had struck the Xavier Institute. There was a cold bite to the air and the wind which swirled around everything outside. It was the beginning of November when it began snowing, and everybody thought it was Ororo's doing, until she pointed out the whole of New York was covered in the white powder. To the disappointment of the students, school was not cancelled, although self defence lessons were moved indoors. Things had been pretty quiet for a couple of months, no bad guys and no new students, so everyone was puzzled when the X-Men were called to Professor Xavier's office. Scott was first to arrive, followed by Ororo, Bobby and Rogue were next, then Kurt and Kitty. Hank came next, and lastly came Logan. An annoyed and wet Logan.

"What happened to you, tough guy?" snickered Kitty. Logan snarled and unsheathed his claws. Kitty shrieked and dove behind Kurt, who looked terrified. Just as Scott and Ororo leapt in to stop Logan spearing anyone, the Professor spoke.

"X-Men, we have a mission". Everybody stopped and stared at Xavier. "What type of mission?" asked Scott, " vere do ve need to go?" asked Kurt. "Do I need to like, punch anything?" whined Kitty. The Professor waved his hand for silence. "How about Logan tells us why he is completely soaked, first". All eyes moved to The Wolverine. "Quentin Quire, Robert Herman and Trevor Hawkins. Those little brats are mincemeat when I get hold of them. I'm gonna- "

"That's quite enough Logan" cut off the Professor, "now, how about you put those claws away?" There was silence as Logan retracted his claws. The Professor continued talking. "Your mission is to pick up a new mutant and –"

"Wait a second, Chuck, you mean to say you called us all hear just to get a new kid? That ain't really a mission, is it? Why d'ya need us all to get her, normally you and another guy just go get 'em? What's so special about this kid?" growled Logan.

The Professor sighed. "Logan if you interrupt me again I will have you taking all of Quentin Quire's detentions for the rest of the year," Logan gulped "I'm asking you all to go collect this new mutant because she is exceptionally powerful, and could be extremely dangerous. You will need to fly the jet to a British army base on the outskirts of London, and you will then be escorted to the girl's home. I've spoken to the Head of The British Department of Mutant Control, and they've agreed to let us bring her here, on the condition that you will listen to the officers in the field, no matter what. It took me a lot of persuasion to let us take her, the army desperately wanted to experiment on her, they planned to try and turn her into some kind of weapon."

The Professor stopped as there was a snarl and a ripping sound as Logan sliced the curtains. Scott sighed "oh Logan, those take ages to get repaired. That's the second time you've done…" Scott trailed off as Wolverine shot him a murderous look. "Nobody should be experimented on for weapons, 'specially not a kid" he snarled. The Professor nodded. "Exactly, Logan. There for, please listen to the officers when you're collecting the girl." Ororo cleared her throat. "Excuse me, Professor, but what kind of power does she have?"

"That, my dear 'Ro, I do not know. All I know is she's so powerful that the government want her, but they haven't been able to get her. She's done a good job of defending herself." Hank looked puzzled.

"From the British Army? She's managed to defend herself against tanks, helicopters and soldiers who would shoot a mutant whether they were ordered or not? How has she done that?"

"That again, I do not know, Hank" said the Professor. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go get her!" cried Bobby. "Just what I was think, darlin'" said Rogue with a grin.

"I think we really need to plan this properly before we –"Scott's attempt to organise everything was failing, badly.

"Can it, all off ya!" roared Logan, and Scott secretly was glad Logan could be so intimidating. Scott continued talking. "We need to plan this, properly. Professor, would you please give Hank the military base's co-ordinates and phone the Department of Mutant Control to tell them we're coming, Hank, make sure the Blackbird gets the co-ordinates into its system, so it can go on auto-pilot if needed. Rogue, Ororo and Kitty, could you make sure that a dorm gets prepared for the new kid, and Bobby, Kurt, Logan and I will work on our tactics. We'll meet by the Blackbird in an hour, O.K? Now, go!"

"I wonder how old this girl is, the Professor didn't, like, say how old she was, like, did he?" said Kitty. The girls were busy tidy up the spare room. "ya right, he didn't" agreed Rogue. "We'll find out soon enough. Now, could you please stop chatting and help me with this duvet?" The girls huffed as they went to help the older women with the bed.

The girls were the last ones to the Blackbird. Everyone else was already inside. "Ah, finally! We thought you weren't coming!" smirked Bobby. "Ja, ve vere just about to go vithout you!" said Kurt with a devilish grin. "Would you two please stop annoying everyone before I throw you off the jet!" cried Scott. "This is a serious mission, and you two are acting like toddlers! Do you want to have to be supervised? That can be arranged!" This remark had everyone in stitches, leading Scott to start muttering about immaturity and he left to go sulk somewhere. Hank fired up the Blackbird and everybody sat down, and so began the long flight to the UK.