Swift
Summary: While Logan/Wolverine is on his way back to Professor Xaviers School, he is attacked by and associate of Magneto's. A girl who goes by the name of Swift saves him. But will her attitude borne from her tough past resemble a threat to the team? From Swift's POV.
Prologue: Nothing is cooler than Flying, But Saving Someone's Life comes Close
A.k.a. Midnight Flight
I skimmed through the clouds, my tail flipped to the left, causing me to go flying to the right.
"Vroom, Vroom." I dived, worried that the sound might be a jet plane. I landed on a wide branch, and dug my claws into the softwood. I sighed as I saw that it was a Motorcycle roaring down the road. I looked at the man riding it. He had wild brown hair and long sideburns that almost touched each other on his chin. He had an angry glare in his brown eyes. I used my best mutation power, and read the predominant thought in his mind. I saw a huge Mansion, with a sign reading "Professor Xaviers School for Gifted Youngsters." the over thought said.
"Gotta get back, I promised Rogue." And there was a map to the "School." Cool. I memorized it; maybe I would go check it out. It sounded like a place for people like me.
I heard a rustling in the bushes below the tree I was roosting in. I glance down in time to see a red glow appear, and see a ball of fire hit the man in the Motorcycle in the back. He went flying and the Bike skidded off the road. I jumped out of the tree, my humanitarian instincts telling me to save this strange mans life. I felt a ball of fire graze my left cheek, another hit my lower back, and a third cut through my right wing tip. The scent of scorched feathers hit the air.
I ran through a rain of fire to the man. There was a burn mark on his back, but it disappeared before my eyes. He was unconscious. I grabbed him around the waist, and flapped my wings. A searing pain tore thorough my right wing. I wanted to transform, but couldn't. I flew away to the sounds of the man that threw fire cursing.
***Professor Xaviers School for Gifted Youngsters, the next Morning***
Bobby sat talking to Rogue.
"So, you really don't like me?" He asked her.
"No offense. You're a good friend, but I haven't had a proper relationship since I put the first guy I kissed in a coma. I don't think I ever will." Bobby frowned. He had really liked Rogue. He truly wished Rachel hadn't taken his changes so seriously. Rachel was his old girlfriend, before his mutation was triggered by Adolescence. She had taken it terribly, and so, he found himself with no girls he liked, until Rogue came around. Now he would never have her. He sighed. He heard a thump, and looked up. A throng of Students began to gather around the two limp figures one lying on the ground, obviously unconscious, and one standing limply, wavering, almost unconscious her self. Bobby looked at her. She was most definitely a Mutant. And the One on the ground looked familiar.
"Logan!" Rogue said. The girl shrunk, and then looked like a regular black girl in jeans and a halter-top. She collapsed.
"Professor Xavier! Dr. Grey! Ms. Monroe!" Bobby yelled. Jean Grey ran out the door to Bobby's frightened yells, as did Storm. Professor Xavier came out with Scott following. Dr. Grey stopped over the two people passed out on the ground. She looked up at Scott and Storm.
"Get them into the lab. Children, Back to class!"
"Bobby. Rogue. Please come with us." Professor Xavier said. Scott and Bobby lifted Logan off the ground, and Storm and Jean did the same to the unidentified girl.