My white blonde hair swayed side to side as I walked into the medical bay where Jean Grey was standing over a young aged man who was unconscience on the medical table. Immediately as I entered the metallic room, my sensitive ears picked up the man's steady heartbeat. I neared the man and the table and noticed the strong jawline on his masculine face and his muscular chest. He had thick brown hair which could only mean that he could have brown eyes.

"Is this the guy that Scott and Storm brought in?" I asked as the approached the opposite side of the table from Jean. She nodded as she used her powers, telekenisis, to float a syringe over to her open hand.

"Can you get me a vile over there?" She asked me and I nodded and turned on my heel to carry out the request. As I reached to the back of the cabinet for the vile, glass broke behind me and I turned to see Logan holding Jean in a choke hold. Out of instinct, I shifted into my lion formation and roared. He let go of Jean who dropped to the ground coughing and he ran out of the medical bay. I made a move to follow him but Jean stopped me. "Leave him. The Professor will deal with him."

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I walked heavily to the Professor's classroom, my arms swinging at my sides and Jean right on my heels. I walked through the open door to see Logan standing in front of the professor in his wheelchair with Scott and Storm on either side of him.

"I believe you already met Dr. Jean Grey." The professor said. "And Izabella Viviani, also known as Lioness. You are in my school for the gifted, for mutants. You'll be safe here from Magneto." Logan continued to stare at the professor dumbfounded.

"What's a Magneto?" Logan spoke and even his voice dripped with honey.

"A very powerful mutant who believes a war is brewing between mutants and the rest of humanity." Logan rolled his eyes and smirked. "I've been following his activities for some time. The man who attacked you is an associate of his called, Sabertooth."

"Sabertooth?" Charles nodded and Logan turned to Storm. "Storm?" He clicked his tongue before focusing back on Charles. "And what do they call you? Wheels?" A growl rumbled in my chest and the lion inside me roared at his attitude. She wasn't liking his attitude either as he started laughing. "This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Logan walked up to Scott and stopped in front of him. "Cyclops, right?" He grabbed Scott by the jacket. "Mind getting out of my way?" My lion clawed at my rib cage and broke through as I was forced to shift into my lion form as the aggressivness in the room. Scott looked over Logan's shoulder at Charles with a look of wanting to kick Logan's ass.

"Logan, it's been almost fifteen years, hasn't it? Living from day to day, moving from place to place. With no memory of who or what you are." Logan let go of Scott and turned to Charles.

"Shut up."

"You're not the only one. Look at Izabella." I tapped my adamantium claws on the concrete floor making them echo throughout the floor. "Same thing happened to her what happened to you. I helped her. Give me a chance to help you. I may be able to help you find some answers."

"How do you know?" Logan began to look around frantically and I could only guess that Charles was talking to him through his thoughts. His eyes finally rested on Charles again. "What is this place?"

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I stood at the computer in the medical bay turning it on and setting it up for the x-ray of Logan's body.

"I'm sorry." Logan apologized as Jean placed the detectors on his chest.

"For what?" Jean asked.

"If I hurt you." Jean walked over to my side and typed in Logan's information. "So, you couldn't wait to get my shirt off again, huh?" Jean and I looked at Logan in disbelief before I hit start on the machine and Logan was pulled into the x-ray machine.

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"His skeleton is identical to Izabella's." Jean explained as she pulled up Logan's x-rays in front of the professor, Storm and Scott. "The metal is the same adamantium. Supposedly industructable. It's been surgically graphed into his entire skeleton."

"How could he have survived a procedure like that?" Storm asked.

"Same mutation." I said. "Healing. It enabled him to heal rapidly. Which makes his age almost impossible to determine. He could very well be older than you, Professor."

"Who did this to him?" Scott asked. "Was it the same people who did it to Izabella?"

"He doesn't know." Jean answered. "The only difference between him and Izabella, he doesn't remember anything about his life before it happened."

"Experimentations on mutants." Charles muttered and he sighed. "It's not unheard of. I would assume they found another mutant to try this on after they lost Izabella."

"What do you think Magneto wants with him?" Scott inquired.

"I'm not entirely sure it's him that Magneto wants."

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"I think you'll be comfortable here." I muttered as I turned on the light in the bedroom that Logan was going to be staying in. There were dark oak doors that lead to the closet and a cheery wood dresser that matched the cherry wood bed and white covers. Logan stood in the doorway with his arms behind his back watching me closely as I surveyed the room to make sure that everything was in its place.

"Where is your room?" Logan asked.

"Down the hall next to Jean's and Scott's." I walked to the other side of the room to turn on the other light as Logan walked over to the closet to examine the inside.

"Is that your gift? Putting up with them? I mean, Jean, she seems great but Scott?" I couldn't help but smirk as I stood in the middle of the room with my arms crossed behind my back.

"Actually, you already saw what I could do. And what I have."

"Really? A big furball? That's what you are?" The lion growled within but I pushed her aside and ignored the comment. "Adamantium skeleton?"

"Nowhere near the strength of yours. But I survived it with my healing ability as well?"

"Back to your lion mutation. Your skeleton actually morphs with you to shift?" I squinted my face up trying to put my morphing process into words but I couldn't.

"It's hard to explain."

"Then show me."

"I rather not."

"Why?" I sighed.

"She doesn't like you."

"She?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Multi-personality disorder. She is another person. The lion. And she doesn't like you."

"Why not?"

"Probably because you just called her a big furball." I smiled at him before walked past him and out the room.