My first Fanfiction story :) Hope everyone likes it. Leave a review if you would like.

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Italics are telepathic conversations, dreams, or thoughts.

Wolverine made his way to the brown-haired girl curled up in the corner of the room. She looked about fifteen years old.

"Leave me alone." She said, trying to stand up.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, kid." He replied in a rough voice. He was now standing in front of the child and looking down at her. She returned his stare and he realized she was weeping.

"Come with me. I'll get you to safety." He said not knowing what else to say to a crying child and turned around and began removing rubble to clear a pathway to the door. He noticed the girl made no move to follow him

"We don't have much time." He warned.

"I'm not leaving with you." She yelled angrily. "I have to find my father!"

"There's no time. Now C'mon!" He yelled as he heard the house begin to collapse. Wolverine retracted his claws and quickly picked up the small girl in his arms. Within seconds, the house was lying flat on the ground and wolverine, with the girl in his arms struggling to get free, was running through the woods to where the X-Jet was awaiting their arrival.

"Is she going to be alright?" Hank asked quietly, hearing the pleas of the girl to let her go home.

"Yeah, she just needs some time." Wolverine answered keeping his gaze forward.

"Should I calm her?" Jean asked with concern.

"You can try." He replied with doubt in his voice.

The red headed women closed her eyes and placed her hands to her temples and concentrated on entering the girl's mind.

"Calm down. You will be alright. We don't want to hurt you."

"Get out of my head!" The child screamed, half frightened.

Wolverine chuckled, "How's that workin' out for you?"

Jean ignored his remark and tried again, this time she sat down next to the girl and spoke directly to her.

"There is no need to be scared. What is your name?" She asked

"Why? What are you going to do to me? Where are you taking me? I just want to go home."

"I want to know your name so I know what to call you. There is nothing to worry about. We're taking you somewhere safe. We want to help you."

"No, taking me away from the one I love is not helping me." The girl choked back tears as she thought this.

"He's…dead. We couldn't leave you to the same fate."

"He's dead." The girl repeated, in a calm tone.

"Yes." Jean confirmed.

Tears began to form in the child's eyes at the realization of this. The X-men expected a torrent of sobs and accusations but they got neither. Instead, the girl wiped her eyes and sniffled a little bit, then asked, "Where are you taking?"

"A special place where you'll be safe." Jean answered.

"Safe from what?"

"People." Wolverine growled.

The girl glanced around at everyone aboard the Jet and had a confused look on her face. "I'm…I'm a mutant?" She asked with obvious fear now in her voice.

"Yes," Jean replied and noticed the girl starting to panic. She took the girls hand in hers, trying to comfort her. "Being a mutant is nothing to be frightened of. You have been gifted with extraordinary powers. There is nothing wrong with that."

"Where we're taking you ", Hank cut in, "is a safe haven for mutants to learn to control and harness their powers, away from humans."

The girl contemplated all this in her head, letting it soak in.

"So now, "Jean said, breaking the silence, "What is your name?"

"Rally."

"Rally. That's a unique name."

"Yeah." Rally looked at the floor and made no eye contact with anyone.

"Well," Beast said, turning around to look at Rally, "My name is Hank, but my nickname is Beast. You may call me either." He smiled.

The girl looked over at Scott who stood protectively beside Jean.

"Scott."

"Hi." She said, still thinking about everything that had happened. Then her gaze rested on Wolverine piloting the Jet.

Hank noticed she was waiting for Logan to introduce himself, but something appeared to be bothering him so Hank did for him.

"Uh, and this is Logan, Rally." He said gesturing to him. "He also goes by Wolverine."

She nodded and felt the uneasiness in the group at Logan's silence.

"Thanks." She said, looking at the floor. "For saving me." She paused, "I…I didn't realize-"

"Save it, kid." Wolverine interrupted.

For the rest of the duration of their flight, everyone remained silent, except for Jean asking Rally a question here and there to make it less uncomfortable, but Logan's unease filled the x-jet.

"Logan!" Hank called after wolverine who had quickly gotten off the X-jet as soon as he landed it.

Wolverine continued walking and didn't answer.

"What's wrong with him?" Scott asked coming down from the air craft with Jean and Rally close behind.

"I don't know." Beast replied.

"It's me, isn't it?"

All eyes turned to Rally.

"No, its not you, Rally. He just gets like this sometimes." Jean reassured. "I'll go talk to him."

Scott grumbled something under his breath as Jean walked away and headed a different direction soon after.

"Well," Hank stated, "I guess it's up to me to get you settled in. The Professor has a class right now but you will meet him later." He smiled.

"Who is the Professor?" She asked, confused.

"He's the one who located you. Charles Xavier is his name and he runs this school for mutants."

"Is he a mutant?"

"Yes. A very powerful telepath, like Jean."

"Oh. Is this where I'll be staying?" The girl asked. She had seen the enormous building from the window of the jet but hadn't imagined she would be living in it.

"Yes. It's a magnificent place, isn't it? " He said as the two walked out into the hallway and made their way up the stairs into the school area of the mansion.

Children and adults wandered about as Hank led her up a massive flight of stairs into a long hallway with doors lining each side.

"You can stay in this room." He said gesturing to an open door near the end of the hall. "It should be adequate enough for the time being."

Rally walked in and gave the room a once-over. "Yeah." She said as she sat down on the bed and continued looking around.

"I'll leave you to get settled in."

"Thanks." She said as he left.

Rally sighed. So much had happened that day. Her father was gone, her home destroyed, she was a mutant, and was now in a strange place with a bunch of strangers. How could the day get any worse? She wondered, as she laid down on her bed and dozed off to sleep.

"Where are you going?" Jean asked as she walked into the garage and saw Wolverine sitting on his motorcycle.

"Out."

"I can see that, but where out?" She asked with concern.

"I don't know." Logan answered as he kicked up the stand.

Jean stepped forward and held onto his arm before he could drive away. "What's wrong?"

He looked away. "I have a lot on my mind. I gotta clear my head." Wolverine said as he started up his motorcycle and drove away, leaving a path of dust from the mansion.

The red-headed women watched until she couldn't see him anymore and then headed back into the mansion to find Scott. She used her telepathy and scouted him out in the living room along with Storm, Hank, Kurt, Emma, and the Professor.

"…Not such a good idea." Storm finished saying as Jean walked in.

"What's not such a good idea?" She asked as she took her seat by Scott on the couch.

"Why don't you just read her thoughts?" Emma snarled.

Jean glared at her. "Because I don't invade people's thoughts like you unless I have permission."

"I do not-" Emma started saying but the professor cut her off.

"Jean. Emma. Not now. We have important things to discuss."

Both Emma and Jean turned away from each other in disgust.

"Where's Logan?" Beast asked.

"He went out on his bike. He said he had a lot on his mind." Jean answered.

"There he goes ditching the team again." Scott angrily stated.

"Now Scott," The professor lectured, "We must get along. We can continue this discussion even if Logan is not here."

"What was the discussion?" Jean asked.

"It vas about za child staying here." Kurt answered.

"I don't think it's safe for the other children." Storm stated plainly. "Without having discovered her powers, it's a danger to everyone living here."

"Well what do you expect to do with her? Throw her out on the street?" Emma inquired.

"You don't want Rally here, Professor? "Jean's voice was filled with sadness. "Isn't that what we're supposed to be doing, helping mutant children control their powers so they can live amongst others safely?"

"Yes, Jean. I do want Rally here with us. We were just discussing some concerns people have of her staying here."

"Is that even necessary?"

"We must be fair and let all the cards be placed on the table, Jean."

"I agree." Hank chimed in. "Rally could be a danger to the other students, but if we let her out in the street, she could be a danger to the whole world. So what would be the better choice? Let her be a possible danger to the students who can protect themselves or to humans who have no powers and who will treat her like an animal?"

"Hank has a good point. My vote is for her to stay." Scott said.

"Mine is as well." Emma agreed.

"You all know how I feel. She has no place else to go so I vote she stays." Jean added.

The professor looked at Kurt, Hank, and Storm who hadn't cast their vote. "Would any of you like to say anything more?" He asked kindly.

"I vould." Kurt spoke out. "Za girl should stay. I do not vant her to suffer za same persecution I had to face ven I vas out alone in za vorld of humans."

"I guess you all are right. Here is the best place for her." A convinced Storm said. "But we must use extra precaution when she is around the other students, especially the more vulnerable ones whose powers do not serve as a defense."

"I agree with Storm," Beast proclaimed.

"What precautions are you planning to take?" Emma asked.

Storm explained, "Well, we could keep her away from the weaker mutants until she discovers and can control her powers. We could also-"

Emma interrupted. "So you plan to lock her up like a caged animal and not allow her to see and interact with the other students? You're no better than the humans." She complained.

"No, not caged up.."

"That's what it sounds like." Jean agreed for once with her blonde rival.

"Rally would only be kept away from the weak students until her powers can be tamed. She would not be locked up or held against her will. We would just ask her to keep her distance from the students who she could potentially hurt." Hank said to help Storm out.

"Who do you consider the weak students? Everyone except for us, right?" Scott asked.

"For now, yes." The white-haired mutant replied.

"Well, I don't want to be playing babysitter all the time. I have things to do." He said and stood up from his seat.

"Scott," The Professor interjected before he could walk away. "Rally is old enough to take care of herself. She will not be in need of a babysitter. Yes, we will need to keep an eye on her with her powers still dormant, but I assure you, it will not interfere with anyone's schedule."

Scott sighed and sat back down beside Jean.

"I just don't think this is right, keeping her from other children." Emma began.

"I agree." Kurt said.

"It's what must be done for the time being. I can only imagine the grief Rally would face if she accidentally hurt one of her friends." Hank told them both.

Emma and Kurt both nodded, acknowledging they understood.

"Well then, are we all in agreement? Rally will be kept under supervision and away from the other children until she is not a danger." Hank inquired.

All nodded and gradually, got up and went their separate ways in the mansion.

The Professor headed up to where Rally was sleeping in her room.

"Rally." The professor called telepathically to the young girl curled up on her bed. She stirred a bit but did not awaken. Slowly, he put his hands on the sides of her head and slipped into her mind, where she was dreaming. At first, the professor saw nobody. He called out to Rally again.

"Yes?" The brown-haired girl appeared with a smile on her face. "Who are you?" She asked pleasantly.

"I'm Professor Charles Xavier." He returned the smile.

"My name is Rally. Would you like to come inside?"

"Yes, I would like that."

She led the Professor inside and called out into the darkness, "Dad." There was no response. "Dad? Where are you?"

The two walked in silence as the dream played out They entered the living room to find four men standing there, three were clouded in darkness.

"Who are these men, Dad?" She asked.

"Don't worry about it, darling, go back outside." Her father answered.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yes."

Then one of the men stepped out of the darkness and revealed his snarling teeth and fingernail claws. He had a sickening smile as he walked towards the girl.

"Sabretooth."The professor whispered to himself in shock.

"Don't you dare hurt her." Rally's father warned as the other two men restrained him. Sabretooth disregarded his pleas.

The professor faded out of the dream, but stayed inside her mind so he could watch it like a movie, but not interrupt it.

"This is her." Sabretooth told the others.

"What do you want from my daughter?" Her father yelled angrily.

"Your daughter?" The mutant turned around and faced the struggling man. He chuckled, "This is not your daughter."

The next few moments of Rally's dream were a blur. Sabretooth attacked her father, Rally screamed, was running, the voice of Sabretooth replaying 'This is not your daughter'. Wolverine's voice saying 'I'm not gonna hurt you, kid'. Jean's voice saying, 'He's dead'. Everything began to spin and Rally sunk to the ground in distress. Then a mysterious voice started laughing and a hand grabbed Rally's shoulder.

The girl quickly jolted up from her sleep and screamed in terror.

"Rally, it's alright. It was just dream." The professor tried to calm her.

She breathed rapidly until she remembered where she was and that no one was attacking her. "Who are you?" She asked.

"I believe we've already met." He said with a smile.

"You…you were in my dream," She said with recollection, "you said you were Professor Charles Xavier."

"That is correct."

"But how? I've never seen you before…before my dream."

"As a mutant, Rally, my gift is telepathy. I can enter your mind and be in your thoughts. I could even control you, but I would never do that."

"So, you came into my dream?" She asked.

"Yes, because dreams are just thoughts and memories put together." He answered.

"Oh." The young girl looked away as she remembered the events of her dream.

"Would you like to talk about it?" The professor asked with kindness.

She shook her head. "I'd rather not."

"Alright." He said and then turned around his wheelchair. "Come with me. I want to show you around."

The two began making their way towards the giant staircase when a group of teenage guys came running down the hall, throwing some sort of ball.

"Bobby! I'm open." The one with blonde hair yelled.

The brown-haired boy aimed and then fired, but another boy jumped up super humanly high and caught it.

"Aw, Nick! No powers, dude." The blonde yelled. Then they all noticed the professor with Rally standing next to him.

"Oh…hi Professor." One boy said

"Hey." Another replied.

"Hello boys." The professor answered with a sly smile.

"Uh, we were just throwing some ball." The brown-haired boy said.

"I saw that."

"We'll go outside now so we don't break anything."

"That would be wise." The Professor said as the boys began to turn around. "Oh boys, I would like you to meet our newest student, Rally." The Professor gestured to Rally.

"Hey." The blonde boy took a step closer to her and held out his hand. "I'm Warren."

Rally shook his hand and smiled. "Hi."

"And I'm Bobby." The brown-haired boy came forward but just gave a small wave.

"I'm Nick." A tall skinny guy introduced himself.

"My name is Peter." An extremely muscular guy said.

"Hi." Rally said again and smiled.

"Hey, maybe you could come hang out with us before dinner?" Warren suggested kindly.

Rally looked at the Professor, "Um-"

"I'm sorry, boys. Not today." The Professor answered for her.

"It's cool. Some other time then." He said.

"Yeah, we'll catch you later, Rally." Bobby said with a smile.

"Later." They all said and were off down the staircase whispering something to each other. Warren looked back and gave Rally a wave before he disappeared. She blushed.

"Rally." The Professor interrupted her trance. "We need to discuss some rather important concerns."

"Did I do something wrong?" She asked.

"No, you did nothing wrong. We'll discuss this in private."

End of Chapter: Update sometime soon

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