" YOU ! YOU !! YOU !!!! " She was so angry , her eyes popped twice as large
and her cheek turned
bright red .
" You don't have to finish the sentence , Mrs Griffin . I 'll help with the clearing up and then I 'll go . "
She screamed again in seeing her whole bar turned into a deadly wreck . But there was still a lot of
Men enjoying in their drink and making more mess in the bar .
I didn't wait for her to yell and tried to kill me so I turned around and try to find the guy with the claw .
He seem pretty interesting .
Umm . .
Don't get me wrong . I hate men in general .
In fact I hated men 99 % of the men I saw in my life .
He was there still . Sitting near the counter on the high stool and he was watching me .
I came toward him and got a better look . He was handsome with his dark hair and dark eyes . Tall and
Well built . I gazed at his knuckles . They didn't have the super sharp claw there .
Interesting . .
Suddenly my life didn't look so bad .
I smiled at him . " Hi . Thanks for that . It could turn out to be into a bigger mess . "
He only nodded but he still lay his eyes on me .
Even though he 's handsome , if he eyeing me up and down I would certainly knocked his
Teeth out .
" What 's your name ? " he asked .
I paused for short while . " Sorcha ."
He looked like he was about to laugh . Annoyed at this I frowned at him .
" Sorry . It's just that a girl like you would have a name like … um more like max or
Alexandra . "
I chuckled softly while I sweep all the broken glass and put them in the rubbish bin .
" How about you ? "
" Wolverine . "
I should have known . He looked more like a wolf with his claws .
I stood up and raised an eyebrow at him . " What kind of name is wolverine ? "
" Well . What kind of name is Sorcha ? " he answered back .
I began sweeping again . " I don't know my own name . " I didn't want to look at his face.
He didn't reply for a short while . I thought he left or collapsed in the deep pile but when I look up , he
was still watching me with particular interest.
" Really ? You don't know about your past ? "
Past . Asking about my past is not a very good conversation builder . Believe me .
I looked at him straight in the eye and raised my head .
For some people it mean big ego , for some it means challenge .
He straightened up in his chair . And gave me a small dark smile .
" Do you know how old you are ? "
" How old do you think I look ? "
" Around 18 to twenties . Not so sure . " He shrugged .
" Sorry . Can't tell you about that either . " I began to tidy the area where me and the bald guy
fight . Someone already dragged him outside , probably because he wasn't such a nice
decoration .
He finish his beer . " Do you want another round ? " I asked .
" I thought you were fired . " he game a crooked smile .
I smiled but I took his glass anyway and gave him another round .
" So . Sorcha . You don't know about your past and you don't know about your future either ? "
The question glued me to the spot but calmly I looked at him on the face .
" You know .. I really want to punch you right now . But the answer is no , I don't know about
my past but I know my future . "
" Really ? " He gave me a side grin . " How come ? Not a lot of people know about their future . "
I held out my hand . " Give me your hand . I 'll tell your future for you . "
He laughed . " So you are a fortune teller ? Boy .. You really got a lot of talent . "
But he gave me his hand anyway . With the contact of his hand , I focused my energy on him and try to
See into his future .
Just a blur .
Blur .
Blur .. wait a second ..
Nah .. But an idea began to formed in my head .
" Yeah .. You better be careful of riding your motor cycle. You might have an accident in the motorway . "
He chuckled again and shook his head .
" Yeah right . "
The men in the bar were packing up and leaving in their own drunken way .
I grab the remainder of a table and a chair and took it to the back room . I could see Mrs. . Griffin
Still angrily watched every move I made .
" Mrs. . Griffin . I will pay you the damage . How about that ? "
She only hold up her head and look at me in disgust .
When I went back into the bar almost everybody was gone , except wolverine sitting by himself sipping
A glass of beer .
" We're closing now . Sorry , wolf . I gotta clean the whole mess and pay the damage . " I took a deep
breath and looked around . " By the judge of it . It would be months till I pay everything . "
He looked at me and then the bar and me again with a smirk on his face .
" What are you laughing at ? "
" Nah .. It 's just that I never met a girl like you . "
" Well I never met anybody called themselves wolverine . "
" Logan . "
" Sorry . What ? "
" My name is Logan . " he finish his beer .
" Is that a real name ? " I asked with a smirk .
He stood up and began to get his wallet .
" I 'm sorry if I offended you . " I blurted out . He only looked at me and gave
me twenty dollar bill notes .
" For the beer . Keep the changes . "
I put the money away and grab my bag to catch up with him .
It was snowing outside and very cold . I was only wearing a jeans , a tee- shirt and
A jacket . While he was wearing a lot of jacket . Man are such a sissy .
He looked at me in disbelief . " Aren't you cold ? "
" Nah . I got used to it . After a while you got numb but that 's ok because that mean you won't
feel your pain and misery . " I said it if I was saying ' I eat 3 times a day 'He paused and gave me a funny look .
He took of his leather jacket .
" No . No it's Ok . Believe me I 'm immune to cold . " I shook my head .
He only laughed . " Yeah right . " and placed the jacket on my shoulder .
It had his smell and it was warm . Hiding my gratefulness I wore his jacket .
" See ya . " I began walking to any direction .
" Where do you live ? " he asked with concern .
" Anywhere . Note the fact that I 'm homeless ? " I laughed . " But I 'm not a shame of it . "
He grab his wallet again . " No . No I don't want to except your money and your pity ."
I looked at him angrily but he still handed me the bill .
" Bye , kid . Don't get into trouble . "
He took off with his motorcycle and left me standing in the snow with his leather jacket and his
Hundred dollar bill .
Running . Running. I 'm sick of running .
Sorcha twist and turn in her cold bed . Her nightmare began to haunt her again .
Pain .. that 's all she know . Pain and suffering .
A women dressed in expensive clothes were looking at her in disgust .
" I can't believe we created a monster . " she whisper to a man kneeling beside her .
" We have to get rid of her . Somehow . " the man were staring at her also in hatred .
" I mean . What kind of a child could burned a cat and send things floating in the air ? "
she began to smoke her cigar .
" If we kill her , the cop would found her and blame us . Let 's just give her to
an orphanage . "
Then the image began to distorted and Sorcha was left with her nightmare again .
" Charles . I mean it . This kids is ….. " Logan trailed off into a mumble .
" What ? Does she have unique ability ? " Charles stared at Logan .
" No . She 's homeless and she have no past . Just like me . Even though she
isn't mutant . Can't you do something about it ? "
Charles took a deep breath . " Logan , there 's a lot of homeless kids out there .
As much as I want to do something about it . I can't take in every homeless kids that
Knock on my door . "
" But I think she have a unique ability . She can really fight . "
" What happen if she brought danger to the children here ? "
" Charles . Why don't we just see her . And see if you can find any mutation
ability she might posses ? "
" Alright. Logan . Just for you . Just for you . "
bright red .
" You don't have to finish the sentence , Mrs Griffin . I 'll help with the clearing up and then I 'll go . "
She screamed again in seeing her whole bar turned into a deadly wreck . But there was still a lot of
Men enjoying in their drink and making more mess in the bar .
I didn't wait for her to yell and tried to kill me so I turned around and try to find the guy with the claw .
He seem pretty interesting .
Umm . .
Don't get me wrong . I hate men in general .
In fact I hated men 99 % of the men I saw in my life .
He was there still . Sitting near the counter on the high stool and he was watching me .
I came toward him and got a better look . He was handsome with his dark hair and dark eyes . Tall and
Well built . I gazed at his knuckles . They didn't have the super sharp claw there .
Interesting . .
Suddenly my life didn't look so bad .
I smiled at him . " Hi . Thanks for that . It could turn out to be into a bigger mess . "
He only nodded but he still lay his eyes on me .
Even though he 's handsome , if he eyeing me up and down I would certainly knocked his
Teeth out .
" What 's your name ? " he asked .
I paused for short while . " Sorcha ."
He looked like he was about to laugh . Annoyed at this I frowned at him .
" Sorry . It's just that a girl like you would have a name like … um more like max or
Alexandra . "
I chuckled softly while I sweep all the broken glass and put them in the rubbish bin .
" How about you ? "
" Wolverine . "
I should have known . He looked more like a wolf with his claws .
I stood up and raised an eyebrow at him . " What kind of name is wolverine ? "
" Well . What kind of name is Sorcha ? " he answered back .
I began sweeping again . " I don't know my own name . " I didn't want to look at his face.
He didn't reply for a short while . I thought he left or collapsed in the deep pile but when I look up , he
was still watching me with particular interest.
" Really ? You don't know about your past ? "
Past . Asking about my past is not a very good conversation builder . Believe me .
I looked at him straight in the eye and raised my head .
For some people it mean big ego , for some it means challenge .
He straightened up in his chair . And gave me a small dark smile .
" Do you know how old you are ? "
" How old do you think I look ? "
" Around 18 to twenties . Not so sure . " He shrugged .
" Sorry . Can't tell you about that either . " I began to tidy the area where me and the bald guy
fight . Someone already dragged him outside , probably because he wasn't such a nice
decoration .
He finish his beer . " Do you want another round ? " I asked .
" I thought you were fired . " he game a crooked smile .
I smiled but I took his glass anyway and gave him another round .
" So . Sorcha . You don't know about your past and you don't know about your future either ? "
The question glued me to the spot but calmly I looked at him on the face .
" You know .. I really want to punch you right now . But the answer is no , I don't know about
my past but I know my future . "
" Really ? " He gave me a side grin . " How come ? Not a lot of people know about their future . "
I held out my hand . " Give me your hand . I 'll tell your future for you . "
He laughed . " So you are a fortune teller ? Boy .. You really got a lot of talent . "
But he gave me his hand anyway . With the contact of his hand , I focused my energy on him and try to
See into his future .
Just a blur .
Blur .
Blur .. wait a second ..
Nah .. But an idea began to formed in my head .
" Yeah .. You better be careful of riding your motor cycle. You might have an accident in the motorway . "
He chuckled again and shook his head .
" Yeah right . "
The men in the bar were packing up and leaving in their own drunken way .
I grab the remainder of a table and a chair and took it to the back room . I could see Mrs. . Griffin
Still angrily watched every move I made .
" Mrs. . Griffin . I will pay you the damage . How about that ? "
She only hold up her head and look at me in disgust .
When I went back into the bar almost everybody was gone , except wolverine sitting by himself sipping
A glass of beer .
" We're closing now . Sorry , wolf . I gotta clean the whole mess and pay the damage . " I took a deep
breath and looked around . " By the judge of it . It would be months till I pay everything . "
He looked at me and then the bar and me again with a smirk on his face .
" What are you laughing at ? "
" Nah .. It 's just that I never met a girl like you . "
" Well I never met anybody called themselves wolverine . "
" Logan . "
" Sorry . What ? "
" My name is Logan . " he finish his beer .
" Is that a real name ? " I asked with a smirk .
He stood up and began to get his wallet .
" I 'm sorry if I offended you . " I blurted out . He only looked at me and gave
me twenty dollar bill notes .
" For the beer . Keep the changes . "
I put the money away and grab my bag to catch up with him .
It was snowing outside and very cold . I was only wearing a jeans , a tee- shirt and
A jacket . While he was wearing a lot of jacket . Man are such a sissy .
He looked at me in disbelief . " Aren't you cold ? "
" Nah . I got used to it . After a while you got numb but that 's ok because that mean you won't
feel your pain and misery . " I said it if I was saying ' I eat 3 times a day 'He paused and gave me a funny look .
He took of his leather jacket .
" No . No it's Ok . Believe me I 'm immune to cold . " I shook my head .
He only laughed . " Yeah right . " and placed the jacket on my shoulder .
It had his smell and it was warm . Hiding my gratefulness I wore his jacket .
" See ya . " I began walking to any direction .
" Where do you live ? " he asked with concern .
" Anywhere . Note the fact that I 'm homeless ? " I laughed . " But I 'm not a shame of it . "
He grab his wallet again . " No . No I don't want to except your money and your pity ."
I looked at him angrily but he still handed me the bill .
" Bye , kid . Don't get into trouble . "
He took off with his motorcycle and left me standing in the snow with his leather jacket and his
Hundred dollar bill .
Running . Running. I 'm sick of running .
Sorcha twist and turn in her cold bed . Her nightmare began to haunt her again .
Pain .. that 's all she know . Pain and suffering .
A women dressed in expensive clothes were looking at her in disgust .
" I can't believe we created a monster . " she whisper to a man kneeling beside her .
" We have to get rid of her . Somehow . " the man were staring at her also in hatred .
" I mean . What kind of a child could burned a cat and send things floating in the air ? "
she began to smoke her cigar .
" If we kill her , the cop would found her and blame us . Let 's just give her to
an orphanage . "
Then the image began to distorted and Sorcha was left with her nightmare again .
" Charles . I mean it . This kids is ….. " Logan trailed off into a mumble .
" What ? Does she have unique ability ? " Charles stared at Logan .
" No . She 's homeless and she have no past . Just like me . Even though she
isn't mutant . Can't you do something about it ? "
Charles took a deep breath . " Logan , there 's a lot of homeless kids out there .
As much as I want to do something about it . I can't take in every homeless kids that
Knock on my door . "
" But I think she have a unique ability . She can really fight . "
" What happen if she brought danger to the children here ? "
" Charles . Why don't we just see her . And see if you can find any mutation
ability she might posses ? "
" Alright. Logan . Just for you . Just for you . "