Chapter 11

I stared into his soul, my mental abilities piercing the very essence of his mind. He looked taken aback. "I didn't mean…" he started. "Save it," I huffed before I left. I made my way into the library to find a decent book to calm me down. It wasn't long before I was prancing the shelves as a cat.

I heard someone enter as I pushed a book off and onto a couch. I leapt down and landed gracefully on a armchair and transformed back. "Roxanna…" Logan said as he saw my pained expression. "What? What is so important?" I hissed as a tear ran down my cheek. "I've been tormented by many a non-mutant before, calling me a freak. I thought it nothing until an actual MUTANT said they hated me. If you hate my abilities, you're hating me," I sighed as I opened the book and focused into it. "Roxanna. I didn't mean that to hurt you," he said. "Than what were your intentions of saying that?" I hissed as I slammed the book shut.

"What is going on in here?" Troy said as he came in, Shenne followed him. "Nothing," I said. "Leave us alone, please," I said looking at them. They stayed there. "She wasn't joking. This isn't for your ears," Logan grumbled. "Logan…Roxanna, Stop this childish fight. Logan admits he shouldn't have said what he did. Other telepaths and shape shifters are annoying, but not you. Roxanna, let go off your past, it's keeping you from the future. Calm down, both of you," Tory and Shenne said together.

I looked at Logan. Tears were in my eyes. "Their right, maybe I was a little over reactive," I said. "I shouldn't have said what I did, Roxanna. You being both of them," he sighed. He was showing a side I never thought existed. "I never wanted to look inside your head. It was cast out to me. Like you said it," I sighed and placed the book on the table in front of me. "I never would have done something like that," I turned to face him again.

"I guess what I am trying to say is…" I paused and he stepped forward. "I'm sorry," we both said at the same time. We both stopped, amazed. I hadn't done that. Logan shrugged it off. "I have to get some stuff done before Emma gets home or she'll have my head. I hope we can all forget about everything that has happened in the last hour," he said staring down everyone. We all nodded and I sat back into my chair and opened my book. He left quickly and was soon followed by Troy. Shenne pulled a book off the shelf and sat down next to me.

"That was a great thing you did for Logan," Shenne said as she flicked through the pages. I sighed. "I had no idea why I even did it," I said looking through the contents. "You had to defend him…" Shenne started before it hit me. "I didn't. It wasn't my fight. It came as an instinct. Maybe my family were mutants, maybe they helped people," I said trying to force myself to remember my life. Nothing came to me. Shenne looked at me and then back at the book.

"It's possible. Some mutants have their powers passed down," Shenne tried again to go onto a lecture, but something threw me into another mental conversation with…Professor Xavier.

"How are you finding your time here?" he said to me, appearing before me. "Well…it certainly isn't boring me. Just a little confusing at times," I shrugged as I looked into his grey eyes. "Life is like that, Roxanna. As much as we try, we can't help not understanding it," he said. "This is more than that," I added. I kept to myself for a brief moment. "I think I have fought before. I think I belong here, like a home," I said. He looked at me, a little shocked. "Are you sure? You remember anything?" Charles said.

I hung my head. "No, but something inside of me does. Like an…instinct," I said as I closed my eyes and felt the age-old power run through me. "Maybe, Roxanna. Maybe one day you'll learn the truth about yourself. But for now, you're under Logan's strict supervision and protection. He has to watch out for you and make sure your happy," So that's why he was so friendly. He had to protect me for the Professor, but his feelings felt…real.