Hello everybody this is Mystery Child 001. Welcome to my story! I hope you will enjoy this story I as I enjoy making and creating it.

I guess it begins now......oh ya I forgot my DISCLAIMER....

X-men and all its characters belong to MARVEL.

There I said it.

Now all the characters that DO NOT belong to Marvel belong to me...... and me only!!!!

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She sat waiting, for what she didn't really know but she sat there as the world passed her by people chatting, laughing, and not really paying any attention to the girl sitting troubled on the park bench. He watched her from the corner his eye, surveying everything that was around her making sure that she was alone. Then, walking slowly he sat down beside her.

"Hello Logan."

"How do you know my name?"

"I don't know actually. I know a lot of things, things that no one can tell me."

"And you don't know how?"

"No."

"Hey why won't you look at me?"

"If I look at you..........you won't start running?"

"Nope." Logan then proceeded to light a cigar and began inhaling its sultry smell. The girl sighed and looked up.

"Whoa." Logan was astounded, there before his own brown eyes were a pair of blue ones. The most bluest he had ever seen. Her eyes were the depths of a pool, so deep, so inviting, so lonely. They were filled with a dark confusion he realized as if she didn't know....who she really was.

"Nice eyes kid." For the first time she smiled.

"Thanks. Now can we get out of here? There are people watching us...." Logan turned to look.

"Don't look...they'll know...they have been after me for some time now. Let's go to a safer place. By the way they are in a white Honda Accord."

"You knew where they were already?"

"Yeah...I kind of have a gift for that." Logan looked at her strangely,

"Who are you kid?"

"I'm Mother Nature." Logan almost choked on his cigar, and she laughed.

"Are you..."

"Yeah I'm sure. I may look young now...but trust me I'm sure. Let's ride."

"Wait you don't have..." By that time they had spent walking in no time it had seemed that they had reached their bikes, Logan looked at the girl more carefully there. She had light chocolate skin, a perfectly shaped body, and lovely dark brown hair. She smiled,

'Do you like what you see Logan?' He stared,

'You're telepathic too?' She nodded at him a mischievous smile crossing her face.

"Wait, your bike...it can't be can it?" She nodded at him, and he looked more carefully. "It's a Black Stallion! But there are only 5 of them in the world. And they are owned by large businesses. How did you end up with one? As far as I know..." She cut him off "...they have never sold them. Come with me and I'll tell you my secret."

They got on their bikes and roared away. Behind them in the white accord sat two hard faced men. They wore dark suits, black glasses, and black gloves. The windows of the car were tinted so that no one could see in, only they could see out. One of them pulled out a cell from his jacket pocket and pressed a number. The phone automatically dialed the number as he put it to his ear. A dark voice answered.

"Have you found her?"

"Yes Eagle, we have. She also seems to have a visitor."

"Who?"

"One of the X-men..." He pressed a button and a computer flipped open and searched for what he was looking for.

"His name is Wolverine."

"Do you know any other info on him?"

"I don't know Eagle. It doesn't say."

"Fine. Get rid of him and get the girl."

"Yes sir." The phone clicked signifying that he had gone.

"Go." The accord sped off after the two bikes.

Wolverine was astonished at her skill with her bike. She was like an extension of it, as if she was the bike.

'C'mon.' She whispered in his mind. 'They have found us.'

He gave a slight glance in his rearview mirror and there was the accord trying to keep up with them.

'Let's give them the runabout.'

'You sure kid?'

'Trust me.'

He caught the mischievousness in her voice and shook his head.

'Follow my lead. I hope you can keep up.' He felt her smile.

"Something tells me I ain't gonna like this." He muttered and so the dance began. In and out of Manhattan's streets they flew, with her in the lead and the accord following trying to follow and not get killed at the same time. Logan had a couple of near death experiences, he knew he was gonna kill her for this. Then they went through an alley way, where the accord couldn't follow, it left the car behind.

'Good we got rid of them.'

'What the HELL were you trying to do to me?'

'I thought you could handle it. You're Wolverine, the daredevil.' He felt her smile again, and he realizing that he had been caught muttered curses under his breath.

'Just don't tell anyone about this and we should be fine.'

'No problem.' This time she laughed.

He was still following her and realized that they were going to an abandoned warehouse near the ocean.

She drove on as she seemed as she was going straight through the door.

'Hey kid what the...'

As she zoomed right through it, he then realized it had all been an illusion.

He also zoomed right through it, a bit hesitant of course. He came inside as she stood near her bike and a few others smiling at him.

"Do you like it?" She asked as he parked beside her. He took off his helmet.

"Great. Just great."

"Follow me." She covered over their bikes.

Logan looked around him. The warehouse was cluttered with old junk here and there, and it looked like it had been a factory once, lived in at another time, and infestation had come in the next. The smell of the place was rotten, he realized, a smell that made him crinkle his nose, and snort in disgust. A light warm breeze flowed in and washed some of it away. Then he realized it could be no ordinary breeze. Some one was creating it. He half expected to see Storm behind him. Then he looked at 'Mother Nature' as she called herself. The breeze was emanating from her he realized. Then he walked through another illusion this time the door that led to the Manger's office. Before going in he looked up, and was surprised to see an upper level. "Where are the stairs?" He asked her,

"They broke a while back while some homeless people were living in here, this used to be a fish gutting place, but after a while they went bankrupt and this place was abandoned for 15 years. That's why you don't see hardly any machinery anymore, just memories..." she left off there. He noticed that her eyes had glazed over, just staring at everything around her.

"Hey Nature!" He yelled. It brought her back to reality. "Dontcha got another name?"

"Yeah, but I don't remember what it was...I'm usually just called, NM, Mother, Nature, or sometimes Tomi."

"Tomi? What kind of name is that?"

"A name from a T.V. show I used to watch, that was on a long time ago. You wouldn't know it." He gave a smirk, and snorted.

"Try me." She gave him a big smile as she searched the musty office, which hardly had anything in it.

"Escaflowne."

"Esca-what?" She gave him an 'I told you so' look and pressed the block that Logan had just been leaning on. A door opened with a silent whooshing sound. An elevator was revealed.

He looked at her. "Well this is new."

"No it isn't. You have one at your mansion."

Logan gave her a hard look. He spoke coldly, "How did you know that?"

"I have my ways......or actually Hack does."

Logan gave her the 'I'm not buying that' look and grunted.

"Watch and you shall learn Logan." And the elevator closed and took them down below. Logan was silent for the time studying all that he could around him and visualizing the area so that he could report back to the Professor. But he was amazed at how young she looked but yet Professor still insisted that she might be the one he wasn't so sure...She watched him out of the corner of her eye, she knew who he was, how he acted, and how he had come about with his claws. She closed her eyes at the memory. Logan saw a flash of pain strike her features, and was about to ask her when the elevator stopped. She composed herself again, and the door opened.

"Let's go." And she walked out into the lit hallway.

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