A/n: Hey guys this is my new story its an AU with Storm and Logan. Hope you guys like it.

The characters might be a little OOC, As always read and review, flames are welcome, critiques greatly appreciated.

Disclaimer: The X-men characters do not belong to me, they belong to Stan Lee.

Ororo sat silently behind the small desk in her classroom. She watched her students busily scribble away at the test she had given them. She sighed, tomorrow would be the start of the summer break for the students, and the start of hours of free time for her. She wasn't sure what she would do to pass the time, but it was always like this. Summer came, some kids went home to see their parents, and others stayed in the mansion, participating in the activities that would be set up each week.

Maybe she should get away and go somewhere. Have a little vacation in the tropics.

"Ororo, please report to my office immediately." Charles's voice, brought her out of her thoughts and she stood slowly. Something must be up, he would never interrupt her class like this.

"Continue on as if I am right here, watching you." She grabbed the sheets she had been grading and walked out the door. She walked briskly into the direction of Charles's office.

"You wanted to see me, Charles?" He was situated in front of the giant windows, peering over the mansion grounds.

"Yes have a seat Ororo, what I am about to tell you is of great importance."

Ororo took a seat and stared at him, something was up. "I am listening Charles."

"As you know there will be a meeting at the U.N about mutants. They will be passing a new law that will give mutants the same rights as everyone else. It could mean the end of persecution for mutants. You and I know that won't stop everything, but it will be a big start in the right direction. "

Ororo nodded, she knew too well about the special treatment mutants got. Even now after countless times of saving the country, nay the world, mutants were still discriminated against. The cold stares the harsh words. She had experienced it countless times, too much to think about, and with new mutants being born every day, the only thing they would have in store is more hatred. "Yes, it would Charles."

"I would like you to go to the meeting and be our spokesperson. You know as much as anyone else what it is like to be persecuted and I think you would be the most rational out of everyone here." Ororo stared at him, shaking her head slowly, she couldn't do this. She was one in a million if anything Jean would be a better candidate than her.

"No, she would not. I chose you because of your history Ororo. As a kid begging on the streets to a goddess celebrated, you have experienced a lot more than she has and you will be able to speak on it more thoroughly."

Ororo sighed, clearing her head. It was true, she had grown up poor on the streets, scrounging to eat and she had been worshiped as a God of nature, bringing rain down onto the deserts. But she could not possibly get up in front of the leaders of the free world and talk to them. "I do not know Charles, I don't think-."

"Ororo you are smart, kind, wiser beyond your years, you have the fire and the courage to do this. I would not have chosen you if I did not think you were strong enough." Charles came to sit in front of her and took her hand. "I believe you can do this, you are one in a million Ororo."

Ororo nodded slowly if the professor believed she could then she would do it. Not for herself but for her students and each mutant out in the world, scared to live their life. "I will do it, Charles."

He smiled softly at her and nodded, "Good Ororo, I knew I could count on you. Now," He went back to his desk and took up a few sheets of paper, "This is not going to be the easiest thing you have ever done but I promise it will be for the good of all of us. With that said, it goes to say it will be dangerous. There is already a group formed, with the intentions of disrupting the summit. They do not want the bill to pass they would rather mutants take over and rid the world of humans than live alongside them. You will be ok as of now it is just the two of us that know you have filled the position so you should not be targeted."

"I know Charles I did not expect it to be without consequence I am a big girl, I can take care of myself." She smiled reassuringly and he nodded.

"These contain all the information about the summit and the bill, please look it over and prepare your speech."

Ororo took the papers and tucked them into her folder. "I will make you proud Charles."

"You already have."

Ororo smiled and left heading back to her classroom. Her mind racing, the meeting would not be for a few months, she had time to make her speech the best it could be. She opened the door quietly, class would not be over for another thirty minutes, she scanned the classroom, everyone still seemed to be working on their tests. Her eyes landed on her seat and its occupant. She frowned and she made her way quietly to her desk.

"Thanks, Logan."

He glanced at her and stood walking out without a word to her. She sighed, he seemed angry at her for some reason. She wasn't sure what she had done, but a few days ago he had stopped speaking to her. She shook her head she didn't have the time or patience to try and figure that man out. She had more important things to attend to right now.

- A few days later-

She set down the notes she had been working on. Her speech had been coming on quite well. Now it was time for a break, she had worked right through breakfast and now she was starving. A low growl came from her stomach and she patted it gently, leaving her loft and making her way to the kitchen. It was unusually quiet. She walked slowly, glancing around something seemed off, the atmosphere seemed to shift and if felt cold. She shivered, coming to complete stop outside the kitchen door. She opened it slowly. There was no one there. She laughed to herself now she was becoming paranoid. She went to the fridge and rummaged through it.

She was pulled violently and thrown across the room. She shook her head her eyes blurred. She glanced around frantically searching for the culprit, but the room was empty. She stood to her feet shakily. A chill ran down her spine as she crept across the room, watching everywhere at once. The same feeling of apprehension came over her, she felt a cool chill rush over her and she was knocked back, landing hard onto the counter, "Stop being a coward and show yourself." She said, directly in front of her it seemed as if there was a variation in the air.

"Ah, you finally caught on? Took you long enough," it was a soft whisper as if it had floated in on a breeze.

"Stop playing games, who are you."

She felt the chill before she was picked up again. She was held high in the air, a soft feminine laughter enveloped her, "It matters not who I am..."

Ororo let out a gasp as she was flung again, this time landing in a heap against the wall. "What do you want from me?" she whispered unable to pinpoint where 'she' was.

Her laughter echoed through the room as if it was coming from nowhere and everywhere at once. "Let's just say you aren't going to make it your little meeting."

Ororo's eyes widened, an assassin, they were going to kill her. Her heart began to race as she stood cautiously scanning the room if only she could see where she was. The door flew open suddenly a gust of wind blew in followed by ice cold blast of soft snow. The floor became saturated with it. Ororo stared at the ground, searching for any signs of footprints. The soft crunch of snow caught her attention, "Got you." A bolt of lightning stuck and temporary she was able to see the outline of a slim girl, dressed in silver.

"Clever..."

Ororo summoned another one and struck again to miss, she glanced around the room, the footprints had disappeared in the melting snow.

She heaved a sigh in relief, whoever it was had probably left, there was no sign of anyone having BEEN there except for the water pooled on the floor. She went to the closet to get a mop to clean up when a sharp pain stopped her. She could feel warm liquid flowing down her back, she reached around feeling, there was something in her back. The pain began to radiate from that area and it's like her mind finally caught up with her body, she tried to pull it out but was futile. She turned around slowly to the empty room.

"I don't think so Sugah, but ya flattering me." Rogue walked in followed by Remy. She stopped when she saw 'Ro, then she noticed the pained look on her face. She rushed over to her in time to catch her as she fell.

"Next time I will not fail." The whisper echoed in the room, the chill that had accompanied the girl had disappeared.

Gambit's cards were out and in fighting stance, but he couldn't see anyone. "Take stormy ta Hank Cheri I'll deal wid dis."

Rogue nodded holding up her weight. "What happen'd?"

Ororo took in a deep breath, trying to block out the pain, "Somebody ambushed me…"

"We'll figure dat out lata we have to get ya to Hank."

Ororo shook her head, shakily on her feet, the pain subsided a little "I'm ok, I think I was just shaking up. I need to talk to Charles."

"Sugah I think…"

"No I'm fine, I can barely feel it," She assured her, standing as straight as she could.

Rogue nodded, making her way back to the kitchen to see how Remy was faring.

She let out a deep breath, was this what Charles had meant by it would be dangerous? She moved slowly her body aching, she had been caught off guard but that was no excuse. How had that girl made it into the mansion, it wasn't totally impregnable but someone would have noticed her right, the professor would have been aware of her presence. The professors head was bent reading over something.

"Charles." Ororo was surprised he seemed to not have noticed anything had happened.

"Yes, Ororo?" He glanced up, taking in her disheveled appearance the bruise starting to form on her face, "What happened?" He sat up straight, he could feel fear emanating from her in waves. If anything had happened on the mansion grounds he would know about it.

"Someone attacked me in the kitchen."

That was not possible, he would have known someone was there. "Did you see what they looked like?"

Ororo shook her head, all she had seen was the slight frame of a girl, dressed in silver, none of her past enemies fit the bill, "No she was invisible, I got a glimpse of her after a bolt struck close to her but that was it."

"Invisible..." The professor scoured his memory of all the mutants, "Can you tell me anything else Ororo. It is very peculiar that she did not register with me, maybe she was not a mutant at all."

"Well it's like the air around her was being manipulated, at her will. When I first noticed and called out it seems as if where she was standing the air was swirling around her." Ororo thought for a minutes, "Also when she moved it seemed as if the temperature dropped around her. Because I can remember feeling an icy chill when she was near me."

The professor nodded. He hadn't expected anyone to be as bold and brazen as to enter the mansion to attack her. Whoever it was, was intelligent and their power was one he had not seen before. "Go to see Hank and get checked out Ororo, I will go to celebro and see if I can track down who did this."

She nodded still shook up and hesitantly made her way to the med ward.

"You wanted to see us, professor?" Scott stood next to his fellow comrades, Remy and Logan.

"What I am about to tell you will not leave this room, do you understand?"

The three men looked at each other then nodded.

"Ororo is in trouble, an unknown mutant has tried to kill her."

"What! When did this happen?" Logan and Scott said simultaneously. They had been in the mansion all day, and neither saw nor heard any commotion.

"That was my question. I too did not sense the new presence. I have been searching for the culprit all day and still have not been able to find any mutants with the powers Ororo had described to me." He shifted in his seat, as each man finally realized what he had said. The mansion had been invaded once, what's to say it wouldn't be again, and so easily by one person. Now more than ever everyone needed to be on their guard.

"Me and rogue came at da end, we ain't seen nobody though."

"What would you like us to do Charles?" Scott always in commander mode asked.

"I need one of you to follow Ororo, they've failed once and I don't think they will make the same mistake another time."

"Remy will do it, Prof, I'll watch ova Stormy." Remy volunteered.

"No ya don't Cajun, you'd be too busy chasing tail, I'll do it." Logan stepped up.

"I think I am more suited to this than you two. I am more rational," he threw a telling glance at Logan. "And I am not preoccupied with chasing women," Scott said he was not the leader of the X-man for nothing.

The three men stared at each other frowns on their faces. Each one trying to one up the other.

"It is not the time to be fighting we need to work together, to keep the mansion and Ororo safe. Scott, I want you to keep an eye on her, tell me if anything comes up."

Scott nodded a smirk coming to his face, as he thought he would be put in charge.

Logan scowled, waiting until the other two left and closed the door behind them. "Prof he ain't gonna work."

Charles glanced up at Logan, " Tell me why you think that Logan."

"He just like da Cajun, he a married man, he can't be following another woman around, it's gonna cause friction with Jean."

The professor thought about it, as much as he hated to admit it, Logan was right. Jean could get really nasty when she was jealous. Friend or not, who knew how she would take Scott watching over Ororo. He sighed setting his papers aside."Will you be able to handle it Logan? For this you need a cool head, you can't just react without thinking. You're going to be her bodyguard, not a bother to her do you understand? "

Logan shrugged he couldn't promise anything, He would protect her, but he couldn't guarantee she wouldn't get pissed off at him.

"That's good enough," Charles said shaking his head. It was still a bad habit he tried to stop but sometimes he couldn't help reading their minds. "Let Scott know what is going on."

Logan nodded and left, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. He always loved to relish in the small victories he had over Scott and this was a big one.

He found him a little while later heading outside. "Scott."

He stared at the taller man his grin still plastered on his face, "Change of plans Bub I'll be watchi' ova Ro."

Scott frowned, " No way Logan. You are not qualif... "

"And ya are? Face it one-eye, the best man won."

"So this is just a game to you Logan. Get serious. Ororo's life is in danger and you're turning it into a game of one-up? This just proves you are not responsible enough to watch over someone else's life, especially one of ours." Scott turned away, repulsed by Logan's immaturity.

"Ya just mad cause ya know I will do a better job than ya ever will. So scurrying on home to ya missus I got this." His grin grew wider at as Scotts brows furrowed.

"This is not a competition Logan."

"I didn't say it was." He shrugged, "Believe me she'll be in good hands." Logan turned sauntering off, snickering. The look of irritation on Scotts face making his whole day. Now to find 'Ro.

-Later-

Ororo sat in the dining room with everyone else, finally getting something to eat. She had been afraid but it wasn't going to deter her. She would do whatever in her power to make it to the Summit and give her speech. She had been caught once before but it would not happen again. She would be prepared for whatever came her way.

She glanced around the table to the faces that sat there. Charles had not come down to dinner, he was still trying to track down whoever had made it into the mansion. Her eyes drifted to Scott then to Jean, even in the crowd of people they were making googly eyes at each other. Her sight shifted to Logan.

His eyes peered into hers, she glanced away landing on the soup she was eating. Suddenly not feeling hungry she stood, " I'm going for a walk." she said to whoever was listening and put her dish away, making her way out the back door.

The cool night's air brushed against her skin and for a second she thought about going back in. But it was not like her to let anything frighten her to the point she couldn't live her life. She tucked her hands into her jacket and walked off into the flower garden. Even now the flowers were fragrant, she reveled in the sweet scents and stood still staring off into the night's sky.

"Ya shouldn't be out here alone 'Ro."

She jumped, his voice startling out of her quiet thoughts. "I'm just taking a walk Logan, I do it almost every night."

"Not anymore ya don't."

Ororo turned to look at him, "Excuse me?" No one told her what to do.

A smirk began to form on his lips, "The prof told us what happened to ya. As of today I'm ya bodyguard."

Ororo frowned, she must not have heard right. She could take care of herself, she was one of the strongest mutants in the X-men. Besides that, she was a full grown woman she didn't need a man following behind her getting in her way. "I do not need a bodyguard Logan."

"Wasn't my idea."

She sighed, she would talk to Charles in the morning. She decided to just forget he was there and continue her walk. They walked in silence around the big garden, each step she took, she could feel his eyes on her, scrutinizing her. She couldn't even relax and enjoy the flowers." I cannot do this Logan, please leave me alone. I will talk to Charles in the morning. There is no need for you to stalk me."

"Not stalking Darlin', I'd have ta be hidden for that." He chuckled, "Prof thinks there is, he wouldn't have told me to tail ya if he didn't."

"Ugh," she was going to get nowhere with him. She turned around and walked back to the house, her steps brisk. She climbs the steps fast and didn't stop till she was in front of her door.

Logan stood there not saying anything.

"You can leave now; I will be safe in my room."

"Let me check it out first," he brushed past her and into the dark room. He flipped on the lights and glanced around. Nothing out of the ordinary here.

"See its fine, you can leave."

"Maybe I should stay the night, never know when they'll attack again."

Ororo frowned, "No you will not. You men and your chauvinist thinking a woman needs you to protect them." She closed the door in his face infuriated. She was far from a damsel in distress, she could take on and beat most anyone that might challenge her, so why was it that Charles and worst Logan thought she needed a bodyguard.

She tried to dismiss her thoughts and slunk into bed.

A/N: ok so that's the first chapter, next should be up in a few days. Thanks again for reading!