Chapter 2

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I was jolted awake by feel of a needle in my arm. After having been a lab rat, I fucking hated needles. My first thought was that I was taken again by those bastards who ruined my life, but one I had my attacker in a headlock, I took in her scent… it was so clean and flowery smelling, she didn't seem a threat to me. I hauled ass to find a way outa the joint, but it was like a goddamn maze. Part of it looked like some high tech government facility, but the other part looked like a house, but bigger. Like a museum or something. I snuck around to avoid being seen. Then some young kids came running through the hall and I hid behind a column like some kinda pansy, but I wasn't up for trusting no one just then. After having been attacked by some half animal psycho in the woods, I had more than enough reason to not be in a trusting mood.

And I had to find her… Rogue. She'd been right about the seatbelt thing so she was hurt when we crashed. I just didn't know what happened afterwards, so I didn't know where she was, what these people had done with her. I only knew that I would find her, rescue her if I could, and then we'd get the hell outa dodge. Shit, I didn't know why I worried over what happened to that girl. In the past years, I would've worried about saving my own ass and that would be it. I just couldn't leave her in the hands of these people, whoever they fucking were.

I then found myself in a room with some kids and a bald guy in a wheelchair. He was teaching a class, apparently. The kids just gawked at me. They dismissed by the wheelchair guy and one of the girls went through the door without opening it. What the fuck had I gotten into here? Then baldie greeted me by my name, introduced himself as Professor Charles Xavier, and asked me if I wanted some fucking breakfast!

"How the hell do you know my name?"

The door opened behind me, I turned to see a woman with dark brown skin and white hair, and some geeky bastard with red tinted sunglasses enter the room. The woman was gorgeous, and was probably the only person in the world who could actually pull off white hair. I breathed in her scent, it was deep, rich, exotic even. I started getting a hard-on just smelling her.

Xavier spoke. "Ah, Logan, this is Ororo Munroe, also called Storm. And this is Scott Summers, also known as Cyclops."

Storm and Cyclops? Ah Christ, I thought, I've been roped into some kinda cult.

'Cyclops' held out his hand to me. Like hell I was gonna shake it.

"Relax, Logan." Xavier wheeled himself up to me. "We are not a cult. We are a school for the gifted."

How the fuck did he know what I was thinking?

"I am telepathic." He stated. "I can read minds. You are not the only one with gifts, Logan. We are all mutants here. Ah, and this is Doctor Jean Grey." He gestured to the doorway. "Whom you've already met."

I looked around to see a red-haired woman. I picked up her scent immediately: she was the one who put the needle in my arm. She was beautiful, not striking like that Ororo, but still beautiful. She walked stiffly over to stand by the professor. I felt guilty, I'd probably hurt her. I pushed that from my mind. I had to find Rogue, and get away from these nut jobs.

"Where's the girl?" I asked.

"Rogue?" Xavier said. "She's here, she's fine."

"Really? Well, I'll believe that when I see her next to me as we get the fuck outa this place."

"How charming, and do you even know where 'this place' is?"

The pretty boy picked the wrong time to open his mouth. I turned on him. "Cyclops, right?" I grabbed the front of his shirt. "You wanna stay the fuck outa my way, bub."

"You are in New York, Logan." The professor said behind me. "Please, there is no need for violence here."

I grunted and let go of the prissy bastard. He smelled like a woman.

Xavier dismissed his underlings and offered to give me a tour of the mansion. I figured what the hell. I'd be able to look for the kid. I could only hope these people hadn't brainwashed her already.

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A/N: I know this was really short, but I have homework to the sky just now so I can't devote a lot of time to this just now. I will try to update soon though so don't worry. Also, I realize there was less Logan/Rogue goodness in this chapter. I just wanted to establish Logan's initial reaction to the X-Men. As Storm and Jean go, I figured since Logan is the manly man we all love he would react lustfully when he catches sight, or smell, of these gorgeous women.