Disclaimer- I own Rita a.k.a Hell Angel but I don't own anyone else

Rita Cromwell walked in the front door of the Xavier Institute for gifted youngsters. "So this is home" Rita sighed, talking to herself, looking around her at the teenage kids standing near her, all eyes on her. Rita looked to be about 17 and beautiful, with long golden hair and ice blue eyes.

"Hello, I'm Scott" the boy with red sunglasses said giving her his hand to shake. Rita turned around and looked uneasily at the man behind her; she had heard the bald guy in the wheelchair call him Logan. Logan nodded his head as if to say, "Their kids just like you, its okay they're mutants like you." After that, Rita turned to Scott and shook his hand. "I'm Rita Cromwell a.k.a Hell Angel."

"We are the x men, a group of mutants looking for a little piece in life. This is Kurt Wagner a.k.a Nightcrawler, Jean Grey, Rogue, Remy Lebeau a.k.a Gambit, Kitty Pryde a.k.a Shadow cat, Evan Daniels a.k.a Spike and myself." Rita looked around at all the teenagers standing in front of her and then back to Logan, she knew from the second she saw Logan that she would soon have a crush on him but also knew that at was older then her by at least eight years, maybe more.

"You can share a room with Jean, follow me I'll show you where it is" Logan told Rita. She followed Logan up at least three flights of stairs when he finally stopped at a door and pushed the door open. Inside the room were two beds, two dressers, and two tables. Rita guessed the tables must be for homework or some kind of work. On one of the tables was a picture of Scott and Jean. They look so cute thought Rita.

"You should get some sleep, it's about midnight right now, and you seem tired," Logan said, snapping Rita out of her daydream of him.

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm pretty tired I guess, Logan what are the dog tags for? Were you in the military?" Rita asked not knowing his past she thought it was a simple question. However, when she looked at how his face had changed from no expression to angry, so she just let it go without pushing anything.

"Breakfast is at 7 am everyday, tomorrow I will show you around the institute and the grounds, but the next day, Wednesday you're going to school at Bayville High. All the other kids here go there so you won't be alone, and you have all your classes with Jean and Rouge so they can show you around. Get some sleep kid."

"Thanks Logan and goodnight." For some reason Rita had liked the fact that he called her kid, no one else would ever dare to care her that. But then again she had never lived with mutants before; well actually, she never lived with anyone after she turned five.

Rita walked over to the mirror and looked at her appearance. She had a tired look to her face, which made her far from the beautiful girl she is when she's had sleep. Rita looked around and opened the dresser drawer that was on her side of room and saw some clothes that she could sleep in. Rita closed the door and took off the black leather trench coat that she always wore and looked at her two large black wings. If only I could be a normal person. She took off her mini skirt and tube top that was always worn by her to help and stay a little cooler since she had to wear the coat all the time.

The fact is she was indeed a "Hell Angel" of course she could make her wings disappear whenever she wanted but the coat was always on her as a way of saying "Stay the fuck out of my face if you know what's good for you" the real truth was that Rita's powers were weird. She could control things with her mind, even another human or mutant if she wished but she also had the power of black fire. Her fire was like any other orange fire it just burnt you a hell of a lot more, which is where Hell Angel came from. Rita's eye and hair color could change at will and she liked having that kind of power you could be anyone you wanted to be. She had more then just those few powers she could also turn inanimate objects into anything she wished. At one time a pencil became a long sharp dagger, which Rita still had the scar on her wrist from that day so long ago. In addition, she could set anything on fire or make it explode using her mind.

After thinking about Logan, a bit more Rita slowly slipped out of the real world and into the sleep world. But of course, she had dreams of her and Logan. Nevertheless, knew deep inside no one could ever love a Hell Angel like her, it just wasn't an option for people, and if it was, it just didn't happen.

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-Beep-Beep-Beep-Beep-Beep-

Rita awoke to the sound of the alarm she had set for 6:30, for some reason Rita didn't want to miss breakfast her first day there. After listening to that annoying beep for about 30 seconds, Rita finally got up and turned the alarm clock off.

Rita got up and went to the dresser picking out a pair of black pants and red shirt. God these people really need to learn how teenage girls dress and give them better clothes. Rita then brushed her hair and slowly walked downstairs fighting the urge to go back to sleep.

When Rita stepped into the dining room at 7, after spending 10 minutes trying to find it see saw that everyone was sitting at the table and were waiting on her. "Sorry I got lost" Rita said taking the only available chair next to Logan. What luck, maybe I should come at 7 for every breakfast.