This is my first X-Men fanfic, so I hope you enjoy it. I'm also new to using so please bear with me ;;; this takes place after the 3rd movie.(obviously) For those who know Greek Mythology very well, the names and terms I use might give away the plot, so I would appreciate it if those who do recognize those names or terms do not say anything to give away the plot, and ruin it for others. Enjoy!

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Chapter 1: "Who Are You?"

"I can bring her back..." A voice whispered, echoing through the pitch black hallway. "I can bring her back, for you..." Logan spun around, looking for where the voice was coming from, but no one seemed to be in the hallway but him. Then again, the hallway was so dark he could barely see where he was walking. "Who's there?" he demanded, only to get a childlike giggle in return. "Do you want me to bring her back? I can, you know..." the voice echoed. Logan's heart started to pound in his chest. "What are you talking about?" he growled. "You know what I'm talking about." the voice whispered, but this time, it sounded like it was coming from behind him. Logan spun around, but no one was there. Nothing, just darkness. He looked around with narrowed eyes and turned back around, but jumped back in and let out a yell of surprise when he saw a girl standing in front of him now. Her hair was long and white, and her skin pale. She wore a pure white dress that ended below her knee, with no socks or shoes, and nothing else but a silver chain around her neck bearing a sparkling diamond pendant shaped like a crescent moon. It was her eyes that caught him off guard the most, however. They were completely black, and stared at him with an eerie look that sent a shiver down his spine. He stood there, panting, and staring at the girl who looked to be no older than 16.

"Who are you?" he demanded, but the girl gave no response. Growing irritated, he yelled loudly, "Who are you?!" his voice echoed loudly in the black hall. The girl grinned and giggled in a ghostly manner. "I'm Diana." she said softly, her black eyes turning a pale gray-blue. "But that's not my real name." Logan looked at her in confusion and aggravation. "Well then what is your real name?" He snapped. Diana only kept smiling and began to sway back and forth, her eyes returning to the eerie black. "I will cover the world in endless darkness; a never ending twilight from which there will be no escape." she said in an innocent tone, which made her seem all the more corruptive. "It'll be a beautiful darkness. People trapped in their nightmares forever. Then, I will rule over Gaia and claim my thrown both there and on Uranus. Do you want to join me?" She slowly held out a hand to Logan, which he looked at skeptically. He looked at the girl as if she were crazy, which at this point he was sure she was. "What the hell are you talking about?" he said. Diana's eyes seemed to flash and they turned gray-blue once again. "I can bring her back to you." she whispered, her voice echoing again. "The one you lost, and desperately want to recover. I can bring her back to you, if you join me."

Logan looked at her skeptically. He looked at her hand and took a small step forward, but just then a voice rang through the darkness like light breaking in the dawn. "Logan!" the voice called. It sounded very familiar, but he couldn't recognize it, like he had forgotten who it was. He looked around the dark hall as light started to break through it, shattering the darkness. The girl's eyes turned black again and she disappeared quickly like a shadow hidden beneath a cloud. "Logan!" The voice called again. This time, Logan could tell who it was. His eyes burst open and he sat up in a start. "What? Huh?" he said, sweating and breaths coming in pants as though he had just run a mile. Rogue stood beside his bed looking at him worriedly. "Are you alright?" she asked. "You were dreaming." Logan slowly nodded, trying to calm himself and catch his breath. So it had all been a dream? It seemed so real. "You were talking to someone." Rogue said. Logan looked at her a little surprised. "Who was I talking to?" he asked. Rogue thought for a moment, but then shook her head and said, "I don't know. You kept shouting 'who are you?' in your sleep." Logan swallowed and took a deep breath, finally managing to catch his breath. "Are you sure you're okay?" Rogue asked. Logan nodded, wiping some of the sweat from his nose and forehead. "I'll be fine." he said. "Go, you're going to be late for class." He added with a wave of his hand to the door. Rogue slowly nodded and adjusted the black backpack on her shoulder. "Alright." she said with a small smile before turning and walking out the door.

Logan sat on his bed and sighed, running both hands through his dark hair. That dream had felt so real... like he could have reached out and touched that girl's hand. Her words kept echoing in his head. What was all that crap about darkness and Uranus? He had no clue, but what she had offered him rang the loudest in his mind. "I can bring her back." That was what she had said to him, wasn't it? Logan shook his head and climbed out of bed. It had only been a dream. Just a stupid dream, nothing more. It was just his mind playing games with him. Perhaps his desire for her to still be around... still be there, still be alive. Was that what fueled the dream? Probably. It had been 6 months since then, though. Shouldn't he be over it by now? If only he could be. He acted as though everything were alright, and for the most part everything was alright. Except for one thing... Just one thing that was missing.