Disclaimer: I do not own X-men, Twilight, or the powers.

This isn't the best of stories, I just have writes block on my other stories and this is just venting.


Previously on The Mutant

"All passengers boarding flight 2958, please come forward to gate S1."

I knew I had only a few minutes til they called my seat or boarding number. I grabbed my bags and got in line, and turned to look back when Esmé mouthed, "be careful", I smiled and nodded, then handed the man my ticket.


22 Hours and 10 Minutes Later

Westchester County, New York

Westchester County Airport


I had just gotten off of the plane and I'm telling you that if I had stayed on that plan another second I was going to punch someone in the face.

First, I get to sit in front of a kid who wouldn't stop kicking my seat and his 10 month old sister who cried just to piss me off. The the fat sweaty guy next to me fell asleep and leaned on me, squashing me against the window, after that the pilot told us that we wouldn't be landing for an hour later than we were supposed to.

I got my bags, went to the counter and requested my bike keys. When I saw the bike, I squealed, like a teenage girl that got asked out by her crush, with few people looking at me like I crazy.

Logan had sent me a black 2002 GSX 1300 R Hayabusa LE. It is Scott's bike, but he wouldn't let me take it for a spin unsupervised. I put my bag in the hollow seat and turned on the GPS and selected pre-address. 1407 Graymalkin Lane, (Salem Center) Westchester County, NY 10461, the GPS told me it would take 31 mins by going by the following route.

Head southeast on Airport Rd/Westchester. At the traffic circle, continue straight to stay on Airport Rd. Continue onto New King Ct. Turn left onto NY-120 S/Purchase St. Take the 1st right onto Airport Rd. Turn right to merge onto I-684 N. Take exit 7 for New York 116 toward Purdys/Somers. Turn right onto NY-116 E/Mid Way. Turn left onto NY-116 E/NY-22 N/Hillside Home. Turn right onto NY-116 E/Titicus Rd. Turn left.

I memorized the directions and sped out of the airport. I could make it a fifteen minute drive.


15 Minutes Later

Westchester County, NY 10461

1407 Graymalkin Lane, (Salem Center)


I pulled up to the grounds of the Xavier Estate have large open fields, surrounding woods, and a beach on Breakstone Lake. Breakstone Lake is a natural, freshwater lake located just east of the main the edge of Breakstone Lake, a boathouse was constructed. Although the mansion and underground bunker was much advanced, the boathouse was simple in design. The boathouse only contained communication technology, linking it to the mansion and bunker. It is unknown if this structure is still standing.

On the outside of the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning was a cemetery that is located on grounds for several former X-Men and former students. A courtyard is located within the courtyard are the baseball court. Previously a swimming pool were located in the courtyard.

The Blackbird inside the hangar bay. The Hangar Bay is an underground area for the storage of the X-Men's aircraft, the Blackbird. Devil's Rock was originally used as the exit and entry point for the X-Men's aircraft, but since the Mansion's reconstruction, it has been relocated beneath the basketball court. Upon departure and landing, a klaxon will sound warning for anyone nearby to vacate the area.

And on the inside the X-Mansion, the ground floor held housed the grand foyer, kitchen, formal dining room, parlor, library, sitting room and Professor X's office. The second floor was private chambers and a study lounge. The basement provided addition storage and a wine cellar. Atop the mansion was a large glass-paneled dome.
Below the main structure was find the subbasements, the true headquarters of the X-Men. Here was housed the training facilities and conference areas used by the X-Men while preparing for field missions. The subbasement was connected to the main structure aka the hyperlifts.

The Danger Room looks to be a featureless room, but in actuality operated as the ultimate battle simulator. It employed highly advanced technologies from sources such as the Forge and Beast. Students were not permitted to be in the Danger Room unless accompanied by an instructor or X-Man.

The labs were usually used by Jean.

The War Room was located near the Danger Room. It was the 'operating center' of the X-Men, where briefings were given, missions were planned, and meetings took place.

I parked my bike next to Scott's black Mazda RX-8. I levitated my bags to my room and When to the kitchen and was surprised to see that Bobby was up eating out of the ice cream container. I watched him for a moment, listening to my surroundings. I heard the TV and talking.

"Can't sleep?" A young kid, probably eleven or twelve, asked.

"How can you tell?" Logan's voice, I thought as I just heard it hours ago.

"'Cause you're awake." He said.

"Right. How about you?" Logan asked.

"I don't sleep" Jones, that's who that was. Jones is one of my favorites.

"Right." He paused. "You guys got any beer?" I sighed quietly, this was a school not a bar.

"Try the kitchen." Then I heard the TV still changing channels.

I felt arms wrap around my waist and a kiss on my cheek. I turned around to face him.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"Come on." I said walking fully into the kitchen.

He heads straight for the fridge and opens it to find no beer.

Bobby says "Hi," almost nervously.

"Hey. Got any beer?"

Bobby sighs and says, "this is a school."

"So, that's a 'no'?"

Logan opens a cupboard and finds a six-pack of soda bottles. He pulls two out, and hands one to me, but stays standing at the table. He takes the lid off, and is about to drink it, and then hands it to Bobby. He blows into it, and the bottle becomes frost-covered. Bobby hands the bottle back to Logan.

"Handy." Bobby smiles.

"Well what's so important that you had to come back from your vacation?" Logan asks.

"A fight. I don't know the exact details but from the vision I saw-"

"But you don't get visions." Bobby says, confused.

"A friend of mind got the vision and I just tapped in." I told him.

"Well we have to wait for either the professor or Jean to get here." Logan said.

"I'm gonna put on some pj's. Don't kill eachother."

I walked up to mine and Logan's room. We always shared a room since the 'incident' with Rogue. I opened my bags and levitated my clothes to the right dresser. I stripped down to my bra and panties on and put on a night gown that went to mid-thigh. Then I concentrated on the kitchen hoping that I would end up there. I looked around and saw that I was in the living room behind the couch.

I sighed and walked to the kitchen thinking about how I would to control this power. I sat listen to Bobby and Logan talk. And looking at the half-empty soda bottle and Bobby's melted ice cream.

"Actually, my parents think this is a prep school."

Logan shrug. "Hey, lots of prep schools have their own campus, dorms, and..." He trailed off.

"Jets?" Logan smirks.

"So, you and Rogue, huh?"

"What?" Bobby says, confused. "Oh, yeah...It's not what you think. I mean, I'd like it to be..." Logan gives him a stern look. Bobby almost jumps out of his pants, stumbling to clarify.

"It's just that it's not easy-when you want to be closer to someone, but...you can't be." He pause. Logan knows what he means.

"You know, I've seen the way you look at Dr. Grey." I almost winced. Jean was a sore subject for Logan.

Logan glares. "Excuse me?"

"Nothing." Bobby say quickly, hoping that he doesn't become shish kabobed.

Suddenly, a faint noise echoes from the hall. We all look up, alarmed. Logan gestures for us to be quiet, and sneaks out the back door. Bobby looks around, nervous.

Bobby sat at the table alone, and I paced in front of him not noticing a soldier silently creeping in the doorway-aiming a dart pistol right at him.* From behind, *

"You picked the wrong house, Bub."

I twirled around and saw that Logan had an arm wrapped around the soldier's neck. He's squeezing the soldier in a choke hold.

Then I heard a scream, not just an everyday scream, but an ear-piercing sonic blast. The entire mansion is rocked by her cry.

Hearing Siryn, Logan jolts, staring at the ceiling. The soldier uses the moment to wrench free of Logan and pull out a rifle. Me and Bobby dives behind the counter. Startled, the soldier aims and fires at him just as Logan knocks the gun away. Bullets shatter the window and ceiling where we just stood.

Then we hear rounds of bullets just ricochet off something, probably Colossus.

Then SMASH! A wall explodes and two someones hit the floor hard. Then I hear the pitter patter kids come running around the corner

Then I hear a helicopter.

The soldier pulls out a large knife and lunges at Logan. He grabs the soldier's wrist, trying to push the knife away, but it inches close to Logan's face, finally cutting a gash in his cheek. SNIKT! Logan pops his claws. The soldier stares in fear as Logan starts to get the upper hand, his claws getting close and closer... he gawks as Logan's wound starts to heal.

Behind the counter Bobby keep low, listening to the battle. Suddenly the noises stop. Pause. He slowly peers over the counter and sees: The soldier pinned against the refrigerator-both sets of Logan's claws are buried in his chest. SNIKT! The claw retract. The soldier slumps to the floor, leaving six gashes in the door.

The three of us run into the hall. At the far end, we see two soldiers preparing to carry off Jones. And a few more troops are between them.

"STAY HERE!"

He puts me and Bobby into an alcove across from the elevator. Logan silently races down the hallway and stabs a soldier in the shoulder. He spins and slices two more. Logan races towards the end of the hall, raging.

Bobby watches Logan and hears the screams of the kids upstairs. We look at eachother then darts across the hall and into the elevator.

I could hear a helicopter rumble outside. Screaming children run from their rooms. We and Bobby leaves the elevator and steps out into the chaos of kids running through the hallway. Bobby grabs a panicked, coughing John.

"John, where's Rogue?!"

"I don't know."

"I'm going to find her."

Bobby takes off before I could say then I run after him with John on our tails. We run down the hall against a wave of terrified kids.

We Rogue down the hallway.

"ROGUE!" Bobby Bobby yells and we run to meet her.

"This way!" She turns to lead us toward the secret passage, a helicopter spotlight fills the bay window at the end of the hall, briefly silhouetting two soldiers swinging in front of it-attaching small grenades to the edges. Bobby pulls Rogue back around the corner to safety, just before the window explodes, sending glass and wood everywhere. The soldiers swing through the debris and land.

We finally reach the bottom of the stairs and something catches my eye: the bodies of two soldiers laying on the floor. Rogue gasps besides me, just as four more soldiers burst through the front door, guns raised. We're trapped. The guns are aimed right at us. Then suddenly, a primal scream echoes from above. We look up just as Logan leaps off the balcony, claws bared and arms spread wide. SLASH! He stabs his claws through the soldiers of two troops, pinning them to the floor, Before the other two can even fire, Logan jams his claws into their legs, and flips them onto their backs.

"Let's go." A helicopter spotlight shines through the front door. We hear the sound of more troops approaching. Then we turn and run back inside.

We round a corner and John opens up a secret passage and head inside. Logan suddenly stops, listening to the approaching soldiers.

"Keep going."

"I'm staying." I told him.

"Logan."

He stares at her, the animalistic gleam still in his eye. "No arguing."

The passage door shuts.

Logan turns around and extends his claws.I stand behind him invisible. Suddenly, through the smoke, a dozen green lasers focus on Logan's head and body. A dozen soldiers surround Logan in a semi-circle.

"YOU WANNA SHOOT ME?! SHOOT ME!" Logan says, enraged then pushes forward, about to cut into them when a voice shouts out,

"DON'T SHOOT HIM". A man steps into the hall, emerging through the smoke. The soldiers part to let him pass. Hearing the voice, Logan instinctively freezes and I do to. The voice sounded very familiar.

"Not yet." Me and Logan tries to peer through the darkness at the approaching figure.

"Wolverine. How long has it been?" He paused. "Fifteen years? And you haven't changed a bit. Me, on the other hand..." He trialed off. "Nature." Both Logan and I searches the man's aged face. He looked familiar to me. Involuntarily, Logan's claws slowly retract and I became visible. The man didn't looked surprised but the half of the soldiers trained their lasers on me. Then Logan side-stepped so that most of them were trained on him again.

The man moves closer to Logan.

"I must admit, this is the last place I thought I'd ever see you, Wolverine. I didn't realize Xavier was taking in animals. Even animals as...unique as you."

"Who are you?"

"Don't you remember?" Then the space between Logan and the man starts to fade, as if a thin wall of white fog is forming in the room.

I turned around and saw Rogue and Bobby emerge from the passage. Bobby has his frost-covered hand on the wall.

"Come on, you two." Rogue says.

"Go, we'll be fine." I say.

"But we won't. Please."

We run down the dimly lit tunnel. We reach an intersection, John starts leading us toward the tunnel on the left.

But Bobby lead us the other way. "No, this way."

We ended up in the garage. The lights turn on and the kids gawk at a dozen exotic and expensive cars. We pile into a small sports car close to the garage door. John tries to get into the driver's seat.

"I'm driving." He says. I pulled him away.

"Maybe next time."

I'm at the wheel. Logan rides shotgun, while Bobby, Rogue and Pyro are in the back.

"This is Scott's car." Bobby said.

"Oh, yeah?" I smirked, and was gonna get electricity from the house but Logan lets one claw shoots out, piercing the ignition. With a quick twist, the car starts. And I hit hits the gas.

The garage door opens, and we speed away.

I drove fast, while the others try to regain their breath.

"What the hell was that back there?" John asked, with a bit of fear in voice.

"Stryker...His name is Stryker." Logan says.

"Who is he?" I asked.

"I...don't remember."

It was quiet for a moment then John reaches up and starts fiddling with the radio.

"What are you doing?" Rogue asks annoyed.

"I don't like uncomfortable silence."

He hits a button and bad techno music blasts through the speakers. We all cringed.

I griped the wheel, annoyed.

The music only gets louder as Rogue and John fiddle with the controls. John finally presses the EJECT button and a tray slides open, revealing a small oval-shaped disk.

He grabs it, but the music continues to blare. Rogue reaches over and hits a button, stopping the music. John looks at the disk closely, then presses a button. It clicks open, revealing a sleek communication device, a hi-tech cell phone.

"I don't think this is the CD player." John says and Logan grabs the disk from Pyro, looks at it curiously, and pockets it.

"So, where are we going?"

"Storm and Jean are in Boston. We'll head that way." Logan answered.

"My parents live in Boston." Bobby told us.

"Good. Put in the address."

It would take us three and a half hours to get there because we need to skip tolls. Then I make the car go up to one-sixty and we drive of in the distance.


3 Hours Later

The Drake's House

Boston, MA


At the door, we were standing on the porch, still in our nightclothes. Bobby grabs a key from the top of the doorjamb and opens it. We walk into the foyer.

"Mom? Dad? Ronny? Anybody home?" No answer.

He looks to me and Rogue. "I'll try to find you some clothes."

Then to John. "Don't burn anything." John shakes his head.

Me and Rogue followed him upstairs. He let me change in the bathroom.

He gave me a graphic garden corset top, some black lounge active wear pants and a pair of black crochet lace up boots. These were his cousins clothes. I hear the door open and quickly make my way downstairs, with Rogue and Bobby right behind me.

"Who the hell are you?!" Logan doesn't get a chance to answer when Mrs. Drake turns to Bobby.

"Honey, aren't you supposed to be at school?"

"Bobby, who is this guy?!" His dad asks.

"Mom, Dad...This is...Professor Logan." John and I stifle a laugh. They stare at him, still skeptical.

"Uhh...there's something I need to tell you." Bobby says, nervously.

We move to the living room. The Drake family sits on a couch across from Rogue and Bobby. Pyro is leaning on a nearby table, twirling his lighter with me standing next to him. Logan is in the doorway drinking a beer, while Mrs. Drake sips a cup of tea. Ronny stares at the floor, unable to look at his brother. It's silent. A clock ticks. Finally...

Mrs. Drake looks nervously to Bobby "So...when did you first know...that you were a...um..." She had a hard time speaking.

John still flicking his lighter. "A mutant?" He finishes for her.

She looks at John's lighter. "Could you please stop that?" I snatched it from him and put it in my bra.

"You have to understand, we thought Bobby was going to a school for the gifted." Mr. Drake states.

"Bobby is gifted." Rogue said.

"We know that. We just didn't realize that he was..." He trailed off.

His mother looked at him. "We still love you, Bobby. It's just that...the mutant problem is very..."

Logan looked offended. "What mutant problem?"

"...complicated." She finished.

"Excuse me, what exactly are you a professor of, Mr. Logan?" Mr. Drake asked Logan. Probably wondering how a man like him is teaching at a boarding school.

"Art." He paused. "And it's just Logan." John puts an arm around my shoulders. The air thick was tension.

"You should see what Bobby can do." Rogue tries to lighten the mood.

The Drakes look at Bobby. He reaches across the table, and they flinch, pulling back. Bobby smiles. He gently touches his mother's tea cup-and it's covered in a thin layer of frost. Mrs. Drake turns the cup over and the frozen tea plops onto the saucer.

The cat leaps onto the table and gently licks it. Mr. Drake is amused, almost proud. Mrs. Drake is not amused. Neither is Bobby's brother.

"I can do a lot more than that." Bobby's brother gets up and storms upstairs.

"Ronny!" His mother called after him. He doesn't stop. "Oh, God, this is all my fault." I almost sighed. It was the it's-all-my-fault argument.

"Actually," John started, "they've discovered that the males are the ones who carry mutant genes and pass them on to the next generation, so actually..."

He points to Mr. Drake "...it's his fault." Mr. Drake looks mortified.

I looked at him in disbelief. "Will...you...shut...up...already." I said, hitting him with each word, then dragging him outside to the front porch.

"What is your-" I stopped mid-sentence.

"There are people in our house...and they won't let us leave."

"What?" I shushed John.

"Are they armed?" "They're mutants." I looked at John in horror.

I ran back in the house with John calling my name.

"We need to leave." I saw Logan coming from the back patio.

"She's right."

"Why?" Rogue asks.

"NOW."

"Logan, what's going on?" Rogue asked, but Logan didn't answer he just went to the front door. I grabbed Bobby and Rogue and pushed them out the door while pulling John.


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