I don't own X-Men, only the characters I create and the story line. This is post X3. Yes I brought Charles Xavier back. I haven't read any of the comics. I've only seen the movies, so I'm basing the characters off of them. There will be pairings but later on. For anyone whose read the Dragons in Our Midst series, there is a slight crossover there, but mainly X-Men.


The sound of underbrush being pushed away disturbed the otherwise peaceful night. A figure stumbled into the clearing. Tiffany had been running all evening without thought, only instinct. Trying to get away from something, she couldn't remember now. The sounds of her pursuers had faded away hours ago but still she kept on, ignoring the pain in her shoulder and side.

"So tired. So very tired. Where am I?"

She jogged through the woods.

"Must keep going. Must find a safe place. Gerry? Where's Gerry? Where..." "Ahhh."

Tripping over a branch hidden under dead leaves, Tiffany fell to the ground hard. Her head hit a rock, knocking her out cold. Hours passed before she regained consciousness again for a few fleeting moments. It was still night, though early morning.

"Can't move. So tired. Someone, help me. Please. Help me."

Darkness flooded her vision again as she passed out.


Charles Xavier normally had peaceful nights sleeping. The only thing that disturbed him was when Logan was having one of his nightmares. His dreams this particular night however had a odd twist. He thought he saw a young girl, possibly in her twentys, lying in the middle of the woods. What woke him though was no dream.

"Someone, help me. Please. Help me." The mental cry called.

Getting up, Charles seated himself in his wheelchair. Opening the door, he mentally called out, "Ororo, Logan, get Kurt and Hank up and ready the Blackbird. A mutant is hurt. I'm going Cerebro now.

Logan growled as he quickly got dressed. Why the middle of the night he groused. Opening the door to his room, Logan yawned as he walked down the hallway to Kurt's room.

"Kurt, get up," Logan said as he pounded on the door. A brief pause. Logan knocked on the door again. "C'mon, elf, wake-up. Chuck said there's a mutant hurt."

"One minute, herr Logan," the German called from inside.

Logan cocked eyebrow at that. A couple minutes later Kurt came out.

"Finally."

"Not everyone can move as fast you, Logan. Bezides, it's hard to find a shirt when one is still waking up."

Logan rolled his eyes as they walked into the hanger. Ororo and Hank were already there. So was the professor.

"You're coming with, Chuck?"

"Yes Logan. This time I think I should come."

They all boarded the plane. Ororo pushed the button for the hanger doors to open and they took off. Some minutes later, they landed near where the professor told them the mutant was.

"You may need to smell her out Logan. I've been trying to reach her telepathically but I think she is unconscious. "

Kurt, Hank, and Logan spread out through the trees the while Storm stayed with the professor. Logan sniffed the air. Wherever this girl was, the wind wasn't helping him any. As if on the cue, the wind shifted and he caught a whiff of something. Leathery and wild but fresh like like rain. Moving forward the scent became stronger and with it the faint coppery smell of dried blood.

"I found her."

Logan stepped into the clearing where a young girl lay sprawled on her side. One thing that took him aback for a second was what was on her back. Dragon wings. Tawny in color, each one as big as the girl herself.

Hank called out, "Where are you exactly?"

"Over here."

Kurt and Hank stepped into the clearing as Logan picked up the girl.

"My vord."

"Let's get her back to the Blackbird. She's got several nasty cuts."

Inside the Blackbird, Logan had Kurt help him lay the girl on the gurney. The scaly appendages made it difficult to lay her on her back without help. As Ororo took off, she asked, "How is she?"

Hank answered, "She lost some blood and might have a concussion. I'll know more after I've run some tests."

Logan studied the girl as they flew back to the mansion. She was on the short side, looking to be about 5'3" and light brown waist-length hair with blonde highlighting that ran in streaks.

Marie waited as the jet landed before stepping into the hanger. Ororo and Hank stepped out first with a winged girl on the gurney followed by the professor and Kurt. Logan was last to step off.

"Who's the girl, Logan?" she asked as she watched them go through the doors.

"I don't know, kid. I don't know."


Ok, love it, hate it. Tell me what you think. Reviews would be very helpful. Also, my German is terrible so if anyone speaks it better than I do please tell me so I can correct it.