(Luna's POV)

I've been home for three weeks now, everything is back to the way it was before. I've been spending time with everyone, mostly Kurt since we're engaged now. Since I've been back, everyone has suggested that my room get soundproofed so nobody would be kept up at night.

Like last night.

I walked downstairs the next morning and was greeted by a bunch of the others staring at me sleepily. I just ignored them and went to get me something to eat, my face pink from blushing.

I was about to make my way back up to my room when Scott was walking by.

"You two seriously need to do something about your room...either soundproof it or learn to be more quiet." He said blocking my way.

I pushed him aside and kept walking. "Next time I'll push you down the stairs..." I told him as I looked back over my shoulder.

"I'm not afraid of you, Luna." He snapped at me.

I turned to him, the black rings in my eyes taking over the silver color. "Maybe you should be..."

My father stepped between us. "If you two have a problem, solve it in the Danger Room."

"We will." We said at the same time.

I went to my room and changed out of my pajamas and into something I was comfortable fighting in: a black bodysuit with a sleeveless style top, black fingerless gloves with places for my claws, and black boots. My bodysuit had silver lines going up my legs and spiraling around until they crossed into an X across my chest and back. I tossed my hair up in a ponytail and placed my engagement ring in its box before rushing downstairs.

Scott was already waiting in the Danger Room and my father was waiting by the door.

"Don't hurt him too bad, Luna" Dad told me.

"I'll try. I haven't gotten to use my new abilities yet, so this may be a bit hard for me." I replied, walking inside and the door shut behind me.

The two of us just stared at each other.

"You've been a pain since you've first came here." Scott said, taking a defensive stance.

"Oh, please, you sound like you're jealous or something." I grinned, also slipping into a fight stance and allowing my claws to slide out.

I made the first move and rushed forward. I went to attack Scott when a man in a red and black outfit was pushed in between us, so I ended up stabbing him instead.

"Ok, who the hell are you?" I asked the stranger. "And why are you here?"

"I'm Deadpool, I came to annoy Colossus and somehow ended up with a set of adamantium claws shoved through my chest." He responded.

I just sighed and removed my claws. "You were probably tossed in here to break up the fight." I looked up at the observation area and saw my fiance, then gave him a 'what the hell' look as I pointed at Deadpool.

"By the way...I thought Wolverine only had claws? What are you, his kid?" Deadpool asked as Scott slipped out if the room.

"Uh...yeah?" I looked back at the interruption. "I was a suprise to everyone else, too."

"So...if you're REALLY his daughter, why aren't you all grumpy like he is?"

I just shot him a hateful look and shoved my claws through his chest.

"Theeeeere it is!" Deadpool exclaimed, I could practically see him smilig behind his mask.

I looked at my father, who was watching from the door in mixed amusement and annoyance.

"Dad, can I kill him?" I asked through gritted teeth.

My father shook his head. "I've tried, he can regenerate. But feel free to cut off an arm if he bothers you too much."

I raised an eyebrow and looked back at Deadpool, who was just standing there and poking my claws that were still in his chest. I pulled them out and glared.

"You better not bother me..." I growled.

I turned and left the Danger Room, then went back to my room and put on a black tanktop and a dark pair of jeans and put my engagement ring back on, leaving my gloves on. I kept my hair up in a ponytail and looked in the mirror and watched as my eyes turned silver again with the black rings in the middle. I slipped my boots back on and went downstairs to see that Deadpool guy was following Colossus around. I rolled my eyes as they came closer, then as I went to walk passed them Deadpool grabbed me by the wrist and looked at the engagement ring on my finger.

"So, who's the not-so-lucky guy that your father will probably dismember before the wedding?" He asked in a teasing voice.

"NONE of your business!" I pulled my hand away. "Keep your hands to yourself or I'll dismember YOU!"

Anyone who was within earshot looked our way and didn't do anything as if they already knew how much of an annoyance Deadpool was and that they were just waiting for me to do something.

"I'm just saying that you've probably got Wolvie up your ass all the time and he wouldn't let you-"

I cut him off by cutting his ARM off.

"...THAT was RUDE." He said, picking his arm up and making the dismembered hand flip me off.

"Next time I won't be so nice. It'll be something VERY vital next time." I grinned as I walked to Kurt, who was standing a few feet away now.

Deadpool went back to annoying Colossus...or so I thought when I heard my father yell and heard Deadpool laughing.

I shook my head and looked at Kurt. "Let's go somewhere else...we have a wedding to plan..."