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'You did what?!' Megan shrieked, hands flying to cup her face, cheeks flushing a deep scarlet.

The tanned, near-bald boy beside her was laughing heartily, hands wrapped around his waist as he struggled to breath in between his choked laughter. Match was so loud, even a foghorn wouldn't have been able to drown him out.

Surge sat silently in a corner, chuckling to herself as she most probably imagined the priceless expression upon Gambit's face as he fled from Elsa's swords. She nodded appreciatively at Elsa, as if thanking her for her actions towards the teacher she disliked the most.

'I kicked his ass,' Elsa repeated, dutifully, in all seriousness.

'This cannot be happening,' Megan moaned, dragging both palms across her cheeks, clearly mortified.

Match was beyond thrilled. He clasped the blond before him by her shoulders and pulled her close.

'This is rich!' he exclaimed. 'You've successfully passed initiation. You are now our friend.'

Megan swatted his arm and proceeded to apologize enthusiastically to Elsa so that she would understand that she'd always been their friend and that no such initiation ritual existed.

Match pouted while she did so, pointing out that Megan was the real fun sucker and not him.

The two broke into a small fight, Match wrestling the pixie to the ground, rolling her over so that he hovered above her frame, grinning wildly as he pinned her arms to the floor. Megan protested loudly, whining about his weight, while Match just laughed heartily and blew into her nose, making her sneeze. Megan struggled to her feet and shoved Match so that he fell on his bum- hard.

Surge watched them warily. 'Please don't make babies you two,' she moaned. 'This planet is already stupid as it is without your offspring.'

Megan jumped, blushing a violent scarlet and Match grinned goofily, blaming Megan saying that if they ever were to have children- which was highly unlikely- it would be her fault entirely if they were stupid. this eased her into another disagreement and soon the two were snapping at each other, waving their arms around and trying to see who could come up with the better insult

'You airhead,' Match huffed.

'You hot-tempered, egotistical jerk!' Megan snapped.

'Megs won that round!' surge interrupted. 'Pick up your game, Fireboy.'

Match feigned a hurtful expression and Megan immediately started to apologize for what she'd called him.

Elsa watched their aimless banter with a small smile. Megan was the most innocent girl she'd ever come across- almost as naive as Anna used to be. Elsa refused to let the memory of her younger sister pain her. Instead she focused on the duel that had occurred between Gambit and herself, realizing that she'd accomplished everything her teacher had expected her to.

She was proud of herself to a certain extent; she'd finally released her powers from the confines of her mind and was now able to let it flow within her consistently. It felt exhilarating to be so close to her powers, to feel it coursing through her with no barriers. She'd developed the ability to create an exoskeleton of ice- just like Bobby the Iceman- which provided her with a defensive mechanism and allowed her to attack freely. She hadn't been able to conjure the ice swords after the fight, but Hank had been of the opinion that she'd only been able to do it because she'd used every single ounce of magic within her. True enough she'd been drained after the duel and slipped into a coma yet again. Gambit suffered several wounds and bruises and was still in the infirmary.

Kitty Pryde hadn't been pleased with the results of their battle. She'd detained Elsa and had punished her by making her clean up the entire field. That had proven to be far more difficult than either of them had imagined- considering the amount of damage Elsa's outburst had caused.

She had also cancelled all the lessons which included physical contact of the brutal nature (basically all those taught by Gambit) and had personally made sure every single student was safe in a class studying "safer" subjects.

Elsa was left alone once the others dispersed for their lessons, and since Kitty had relieved her of her studies for the day, she decided to wander around the school aimlessly. She hadn't explored the entirety of the campus grounds and figured that it should be time-consuming and somewhat useful. She walked by the classrooms, making faces at the students cooped up inside. If anyone had told her she'd be one of those troublemaker students who hadn't a care in the world; Elsa would've turned them into instant popsicles. But now, waltzing down the school corridors after her second detention for the week and umpteenth visit to Kitty's office- Elsa realized that there were sides to her that even she hadn't been aware of.

Pity she hadn't ever gone to a normal school… she wondered whether she would've turned out different. Ever since coming here she felt her confidence blossom, her personality embraced narcissism, cynicism and straight up honesty, after all the days spent with Surge and Match. And Megan… that girl never ceased to amaze her. It was at this point that Elsa realized that she wouldn't trade her friends for the world.

She skipped around a bend in the corridor and ran face first into a wall. This school had a bad habit of having walls where there weren't supposed to be any.

'Ow,' she mumbled, clutching her nose.

'Are you the new kid?' the voice belonging to the wall queried.

Elsa slowly traced her eyes up the figure before her, breath catching once she realized who it was.

He was over 6 feet tall, wearing plain jeans and a comfortable white tee, over which he wore a dark leather jacket. His body seemed muscular and tense beneath all his clothes- as was his face. He mouth was twisted in a permanent scowl and a Cuban cigar was tucked between his lips, dangling there like some additional accessory. His eyes were dark and stormy, conveying the unsaid words of annoyance and skin was taut around his muscles and tanned to a rustic glow. His hair… well, it was amusing, that's for one. Coarse and dark, it stuck out from the sides of his head like cat-ears and lay in a tousled heap across his forehead. His sideburns extended into a beard that covered his chin.

Elsa took one look at the man before her and knew exactly who it was.

Wolverine.

Damn, even his name was enough to send a shiver down her spine. She'd heard all about him from Surge and Blindfold- those two had major crushes on him. It was kinda creeping her out. But she could see what they found appealing. Not only was he tall and fit , he had that brooding look that Anna always thought was incredibly alluring. Elsa couldn't relate- but something about the man threw her off and made her stumble for words.

'Erm… yes,' she mumbled in answer to his question. 'Why'd you ask?'

Without a word, the man grasped her forearm tightly and dragged her down the corridor. 'Whoa, wait!' Elsa exclaimed; legs flailing as she tried to slow herself down. 'Where are you taking me? Ow, let go of my arm!'

The man didn't answer- just growled- and continued on his way with the blond in tow.

'HEY!' Elsa snapped, snatching her arm back and rubbing the sore muscles there. 'It would do you better to actually answer.'

The man sighed, cradling his head as if to ward off a massive migraine. 'Listen kid,' he spat, cigar teetering dangerously between his lips as they moved. 'I'm your damn Headmaster, just shut your trap and follow me. And don't piss me off or I'll rip you to shreds.'

Elsa gulped. Of course, she'd forgotten that teeny tiny inkling of information. The
Headmaster was back from wherever he'd been. Even Kitty hadn't known where he'd gone off to.

He eyed her facial expression and relented, letting out a heavy sigh. 'I'm in a bad mood so let's get this over with.'

He gestured to a wooden door at the end of the corridor. 'Before you go in there, let me ask you. You have any relatives?'

Elsa paused.

'No,' she answered.

'You sure?' Wolverine asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Elsa nodded firmly once more, not trusting herself to speak without stuttering.

The man sighed and spun around on his feet in exasperation before punching a wall.

Elsa just stood in her place, watching him vent.

'Stop lying kid and make my life easier by telling me whether you've got any relations! It's as easy as yes or no.'

Elsa sighed. 'And I said no. shouldn't you know these things already? I know the professor has our files.'

Wolverine narrowed his eyes at her, suspicion in his gaze. 'Kid,' he began.

'I don't have any relations!' Elsa said, gritting her teeth. 'you think I'm lying? Why will I lie about that?'

'Well either you're wrong or I'm wrong and I'm gonna go with… you're wrong.'

He smirked… he actually smirked.

'Why are we even talking about this?' Elsa sighed.

'Cause you're gonna go in there now.' Wolverine said, gesturing towards the closed door. 'And you're gonna talk to the guy who claims to be your "caring relative".'

'My- what?' Elsa frowned, staring at the door at the end of the corridor.

'Dude walked in today just as I was coming in- said he knew you. So go on, tell him how you guys aren't related,' Wolverine said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Elsa strode towards the door, not knowing what to expect on the other side. 'And I'll do just that,' she said.

'Hel- hello?' Elsa asked, peering round the door into the small waiting room that was situated beside the Headmaster's office.

Light streamed in from an open window, illuminating the soft wooden furnishings of the room. The curtains were pulled aside, allowing the sun rays to beam inside. Elsa's glance hopped from the window, to the mahogany table to the velvet cushioned chairs to the decorative wall hanging and back to the window.

A fair sized figure stood at the open window, staring outside pensively. Elsa couldn't make out the person's face, but judging by the blue hoodie and the strange pants, this was neither Anna nor Kristoff. The figure seemed small and wiry, shrouded in the hoodie, both palms resting on the window sill. The light caressed his face- it was a boy that much was for sure- causing his cheeks to glow rosily. Fair hair shrouded his forehead, sticking out from under the hood of his jersey.

As far as Elsa could tell, she had no idea who this person was. She cleared her throat, trying to get the visitor's attention.

The boy jumped, gracefully spinning around to face her. His eyes widened when he saw her, a small gasp prying its way from his thin pale lips. Slowly, he broke into a wry smile, a small hand reaching to the back of his neck to scratch at the skin there, nervously. His eyes flicked down to her toes and back to her face, gazing so hard into her eyes that it made her shiver, even with Hank's special warming technology.

'Do I know you?' she asked slowly, gesturing lamely at the boy before her.

He chuckled, stepping closer and tossing the hood from his head and running a hand through his snow white hair.

'I'm Jack,' he said. 'But I don't think you remember me.'

And Elsa's heart stopped. His words didn't even make it to her brain before it shut down completely. Memories bubbled and churned at the sound of his voice, causing emotions to erupt within her.

His voice…

The sultry sound of his words, so gentle and young, like a toasty warm fire and the comforting smell of the forest after a long rainstorm- it froze her in place and slowly, slowly eliminated her brain cells.

That voice…

It was the voice from her nightmares- those nights she'd spent awake, tossing and turning sleeplessly. The voice form her worst days, the voice from her past- the voice from her childhood.

It was too much- Elsa nearly fainted.

And that's when Wolverine barged in. The door smashed open as he stalked into the room, faltering only when he felt the strange tension in the air. He glanced from Elsa, who was gasping for air like a fish, and then switched his gaze to the boy, who was standing tersely, hands jammed into the pocket of his hoodie.

'Well,' Wolverine drawled. 'Is the reunion going well? You staying for Christmas dinner, kid?'

Elsa snapped around to face him. 'What are you doing here?' she hissed.

'Just checking to see if he'd abducted you or something. It was awfully quiet,' Wolverine explained, frowning at her strange expression. 'Is everything alight?'

Elsa nodded tightly. 'We're fine. Please leave.'

Wolverine raised a brow in her direction, turned to glare one last time at the visitor and then left, letting the door slam shut behind him.

Once he'd left and the noise from the closing door had subsided, Elsa glanced up at the boy before her. He was still staring art her, his eyes boring holes into her head. His lips twitched once he caught her looking at him and slowly spread into a grin.

'So..,' he started. 'Hi.'

Elsa reached over and punched him full in the face.

He stumbled backwards, knocking into a table and causing a vase to smash onto the wooden floor. Mumbling and grunting in pain, Jack clasped the left side of his face and bent over double.

'You're real,' she breathed, cradling her fist in her other hand.

'Hooolymothereffingblazes,' he groaned. 'I guess I deserved that.

Running his palms across his face one last time, he straightened, almost as if nothing had happened, and grinned back at her with a twinkle in his eye.

Elsa wanted to punch him again.

'Now before you punch me again,' Jack began, holding his arms before himself to ward her away.

'Great,' Elsa rolled her eyes; he'd read her mind. 'Are you another telepath?'

Jack frowned, unsure about the term she'd used. He shrugged it off and continued with his speech. 'I know you've never seen me and it's true we're not related- but you must remember me, Elsa.'

The blond shuddered at the sound of her voice on his lips. This boy wasn't real. She was going mad again. She almost snorted with laughter- just as she'd thought things were going good, the day had taken a turn for the worst.

'What are you doing here?' she struggled to say, fingers curling into fists at her sides.

'I came to help you,' he said, looking up at her with a lost boy look plastered across his flawless features.

'I don't need any help,' Elsa snapped, holding her head high. 'Especially not yours.'

'I figured you'd say that,' Jack sighed. 'Which is why I've got to show you, I guess.'

Elsa frowned at him as he sauntered over to where she stood, glancing at her from beneath his eyelashes with a gentle smile.

Elsa's heart thudded in her chest as she eyed him with a wry pout. 'You're not going to kiss me are you?' she asked softly, once he'd stopped just inches before her.

Jack laughed- a heart bubbling sound that rolled off his lips and filled the room with warmth. Instead of answering her, he curled his fingers into his palm and opened them to reveal a tiny snowflake.

Elsa gasped inaudibly. The snowflake rose out of his palm before whizzing through the air and landing on her nose. Elsa sneezed.

Chuckling, Jack twirled around the room dramatically, frost coating everything his arm swept past. Crystalline forms rose from the floor and towered above them, reflecting the sunlight from the window. Light danced off the icy surfaces, brightening the room in a dizzying manner. Jack's grin widened when he spotted Elsa's awed expression. He lifted his fingers, coated in a bluish glowing puff of sparkles and lightly touched it to her forehead. Instantly her most treasured memories replayed in the back of her mind. Joy bubbled in her chest, making her giggle involuntarily. Jack smiled before her and took her hand in his.

'We're different Els. You don't belong here. Look at these people- they're not like us. You belong with me,' he whispered, looking her straight in the eyes.

And that's when he noticed the glazed expression leave her eyes. The mystical effect his magic had on her dissipated, leaving Elsa blinking and stuttering at their proximity.

Ripping her hand out of his, she took two large steps away from him and gulped air ruggedly.

'Wha- what are you saying?' she mumbled.

'Elsa, listen to me. We're not like these people. They keep telling you themselves. It's abilities that they have- you and I are magical. Come with me and I'll take you to where you should be… with other magical beings,' Jack was saying- but Elsa didn't hear him.

'You came now?' she muttered, eyes narrowing in his direction.

'Y- Yeah,' Jack said slowly, taking in her angered expression.

'All these years that I needed you… all the times I felt so lost and alone- you never came!' she spat. 'And now when I've finally found a home you swoop in to break it apart. You have NO right to tell me what to do and where to go!'

'Elsa, I was always there!' Jack exclaimed.

'Yeah,' she snorted in response. 'Your voice was there. And it was your voice that caused HALF my problems. Do you even realize that if it wasn't for you and your presence I would never have gone to rehab? I would never have been termed insane, my sister would never have broken away from me and my parents wouldn't have died on their way to visit!'

Tears burned behind her eyes, threatening to spill over, but she refused to cry. Not in front of Jack. Not now. Where was Wolverine when you needed him? Now would be a right good time to barge in like the rude imbecile he was.

Jack didn't seem to want to back down. 'Elsa, I know I messed up before, but I'm trying to do this right. They- they're coming and it's going to get ugly if you don't choose soon.'

'Choose? Choose what?' Elsa spat, refusing to give in to the helpless look in Jack's eyes.

'Choose us, Elsa. Choose me. Choose the magical ones; the ones who you belong with.'

'No Jack! I'm staying here. These people, they helped me. They took me in and actually did something to help me. Megan and Surge and Match are my friends and I sure as hell am not leaving them for you. You… you ruined me!'

The tears were most definitely going to spill over now.

Jack sighed in frustration. 'You have no choice Elsa. They're coming anyway. I thought I'd warn you – spare your friends the trouble of having to deal with the Guardians. But it's too late. You want to stay- then stay. Don't say I didn't warn you.'

All of a sudden the frost in the room lost their warm glow. The cold spiked in the room, darts of angry ice spread across the walls, mirroring Jack's anger. He stayed silent as his magic reflected his mood. His jaw was clenched and his eyes rumbled stormily. Taking his hands out of his pockets and pulling the hood over his head, Jack turned to leave. He stalked towards the open window and hopped agilely onto the sill. Without so much as an imperceptible nod in her direction, he was up and out of the window in less than a second.

Elsa watched as he soared away into the sky, without the help of wings or a jetpack. It was magic. He was magical, just like her.

She'd known deep inside that she wasn't exactly a mutant- her powers didn't lie in her genes. But she couldn't abandon the school. And for what? Just because the ghost of her childhood had asked her to?

The door to the waiting room burst open and Wolverine's angry voice filled the room.

'What are you two doing in here? Building snowmen?' he stormed angrily, kicking at the layer of frost upon the ground. 'Where'd the scrawny kid go?'

'He left,' Elsa stated plainly.

She brushed past Wolverine and headed out the room, just as the professor's voice rang through her head.

'Meet me in my office, immediately.'

Elsa's eyes wandered behind her to meet Wolverine's questioning gaze. Apparently he'd got the message as well.

Wordlessly, they set off towards Professor X's office, wondering to themselves what could be going on.

'Where did the boy go?' the professor asked as soon as they stepped in.

'What boy?' Wolverine replied, frowning while Elsa said; 'He left through the window.'

The professor raised a brow at that and shook his head.

'Expect company, Logan,' he said simply.

Elsa looked up at Wolverine. Logan seemed such a normal name for someone so frightening. Logan made him seem cuddly.

'What sort of company?' Wolverine asked, clearly used to the professor's cryptic way of communicating.

'The bad kind,' the professor answered.

Elsa didn't like the way the day was turning out at all.

a/n: Here's another chapter! i'm so sorry you guys must hate me- i'm taking forever to update. but i'm trying really hard to give you guys good chapters instead of typing out half-assed crap and posting it. so yeah- JACK FROST everybodyy :3 gawsh he's so cute. so i brought them in finallyyy... and the Guardians as well- does anyone see where this is going? huehuehueheee

i can't wait to properly write this out but i cant get too excited or this won't turn out as great as you guys want it to. don't worry, the mutant aspect won't go away completely- we're still going to have mutant battles as well. think of it as a mashup of all awesome powerfulness. idk what i'm saying..

omg WOLVERINE :0 eeeeks tell me how i did? i know he didn't talk exactly like Wolverine does, but i'm not used to writing characters who have never had book versions of themselves (which is why Elsa and Anna and EVERYBODY IN THIS STORY might seem a little OOC). his visual is based on the movie version cause... come on we can all agree that version is hotter :3

i know you guys want ships.. but there's so much mash up here i don't know who to ship. i nearly shipped Wolverine and Elsa but that was kinda scary so i made the others have a crush on him. eeks. (but just so you know, teacher/student relationships happen all the time in the comics :P)

on that note, Jelsa is such a common ship and i was planning on making those two strictly platonic. plus Elsa won't forgive him easily for their past. you guys recommend some ships you'd like to see? i guess that way i can make y'all happy and add ships. that would be easier and probably good for my health. imagine what you guys might do if i ship the wrong two together? :P eeeks.

thanks for all the reviews, it really helped me get through this chapter. i nearly gave up but then i read all those kind things you guys had to say and i promised myself i'd finish this chapter for ya'll. i even started on the next so i could give it to ya'll early.

so fave follow and review... and sit tight for the following chapters. i love you guys don't hate me for the late update :/ i'm trying my bestest.

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