Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN X MEN! there i said it once again! do i really have ta say this every flamin' time?! It's really kinda degrading ya know?? I do however own Rebel and Nemesis, well sort of...actually Rebel is based on me and Nemesis is based on a very good friend of mine.
Author's Note: This is my first fic with my own character so i hope you all like it! Plz review! Thanks to all of u who reviewed! Enjoy!
Summary: There's a new mutant at the mansion and she has some powers like Wolverine and some like Spider Man? Wolvie decides to train her and she finally has someone she can trust.



Rebel chp10


The Professor was in the Cerebro room tracking down Logan. He was about 15 miles away from the mansion when he crashed. The Prof. tried to talk to him mentally but he was unconscious.

Storm had to leave Rebel and Nemesis to gather Beast. Hank was surprised to hear about the accident but was willing to do anything to help.

In the foyer Rebel still stood there, soaking wet with Nemesis, still in shock about the news.

"It's gonna be okay Rebel, I'm sure Logan's fine." Nemesis said trying to calm her friend.

Rebel just stood, shaking her head and mumbling. "It's all my fault, what was I thinking? What did I do?? It's all my fault, it's my own damn fault."

Storm came in the room with Jean trailing close behind. "Rebel? Nemesis? Are you alright?" Storm asked quietly.

Nemesis looked up. "Yeah, I'm okay."

"Rebel?" Jean asked, feeling sympathy for her.

Rebel didn't answer.

Storm looked at their dripping wet clothes. "Why don't you two go upstairs and get changed for bed. You must be tired."

Nemesis nodded and headed upstairs where her things were in Rebel's room.

Jean knew how it felt when a close friend was hurt or in trouble. She knew if something had happened to Scott she would have probably felt the same way. She could read the young girl's mind and knew she was worried and blaming herself for the incident.

"Rebel, it's not your fault, the roads were slippery and it was pouring rain, it was an accident."

Rebel refused to listen. "No, it is my fault. If I hadn't insisted that we go out by ourselves and walk home, we wouldn't be in this mess right now. And Wolvie wouldn't have had to go out looking for me. He was looking for me and it's all my fault."

Storm glanced at Jean and mentally told her she was going up to see if the Prof. had found Logan using Cerebro yet. Jean was going to try and get Rebel to atleast go change her soaking wet clothes.

"Rebel, why don't you go to your room and get out of those wet clothes. Okay?" Jean asked nicely.

Rebel sighed and slowly went up the stairs to her room.

When she got there Nemesis had already fallen asleep in the extra bed on the other side of the room. Rebel pulled out some sweatpants and a t-shirt from her drawer and started taking off the wet clothes. All of a sudden she perked her ears back and listened carefully. With her enhanced hearing she heard the X-Jet starting up from inside the hanger. She pulled the t-shirt over her head quickly and rushed down the stairs. 'They're goin' ta get Wolvie!' She thought. 'They better not think they're goin' without me!'

Just as she reached the hanger she caught Storm entering the jet with Hank already inside in the pilot's seat. Storm turned around sharply just barely hearing her footsteps. "Rebel!"

"You're goin' ta get Wolvie?" Rebel asked, but it was more like a statement.

Storm nodded. "Yes. The Professor has located him, we need to hurry before someone finds him and reports the accident. Right now he is on a deserted road, but someone could come along any minute."

"I'm going with you." Rebel said as she started to board the jet.

Storm tried to stop her. "Rebel, you're not going to want to see this. You should stay here, I'm sure he'll be fine."

Rebel popped her claws with the familiar *SNIKT!* and Storm backed away. "You don't understand! I hafta see him for myself, he'd be there for me!"

Storm looked toward Beast. "It's alright Storm, let her come."

Rebel retracted her claws and sat down behind the co-pilot's seat where Storm sat.

As they got closer and closer to the accident site, Rebel became more and more worried. She knew in her mind that he would probably be alright and walk away scot free, but something in her heart told her it wouldn't be that simple.

They reached the accident within a few minutes that seemed like hours. Storm turned around and looked at Rebel who was trying to see outside through the window. "Why don't you stay here while Beast and I asses the situation." Storm told her.

In other words, Rebel thought, that means they don't want you going out there. She wanted to go, but something inside her told her that she probably wouldn't like what she saw and that it most likely looked worse than it actually was.

Rebel nodded to Storm and she left the jet with Beast. Rebel couldn't really see anything through the window but it was pretty dark and still pouring rain. She kept a look out for any vehicles coming in any direction. Storm had asked her to do that probably just to keep her busy and out of the way. Rebel figured this because the road was pretty much deserted, all the time too, and tonights weather was pretty bad anyway. Also she couldn't see much if she was inside the plane.

Outside, Beast slowly moved toward Logan who was lying in the street off to the side of the road. Storm gasped at the sight of the crushed motorcycle lying on the ground infront of a tree. When she saw Logan she was somewhat relieved he was not in pieces like his bike. Hank tried not to move him too much but he was regaining consciousness and started to stir anyway.

Storm slowly moved toward them. "Hank, is he alright?"

"I think he'll be alright, he's started to heal already and will probably end up with nothing more than a concussion." Hank replied solemnly.

Logan groaned and tried to sit up. "Unh.."

"Logan, you need to lie down." Storm told him, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"I'm okay." He mumbled. "What the hell happened?" He asked rubbing the back of his head.

"Well considering the weather condition and the current position of your motorcycle and yourself, I'd say that your bike skidded out while you started to make this turn, at a greater speed than you should have gone in this weather, and you slid sideways into that tree over there and went flying sideways off the bike and landed here." Beast said pointing to the crushed motorcycle and the spot in the road where Logan was.

Logan glanced over at the tree and his smashed Harley. "Damn, I really liked that bike." He mumbled and started to get up.

"Logan, you shouldn't be getting up!" Storm scolded.

Beast steadied him and he just mumbled. "If I don't get up, than how the hell do ya expect ta get me inta the jet?"

"He's got a point there Storm." Beast said.

Storm just frowned at him and he helped Logan into the plane.

As soon as Logan was in sight entering the plane, Rebel rushed over to him. "Wolvie!! You're ok!"

He smiled lop-sidedly as Beast helped him into a seat. "Hey Squirt, didn't know you'd be here. It's good ta see ya."

Rebel carefully gave him a hug and got into the seat beside him. "Well I know you'd be here for me."

"You got that right Small Fry."

Storm handed Logan an ice pack from the first-aid kit for his head and took her seat.


When they got back to the mansion the Professor was there waiting for them. Hank helped Logan off the jet because he was very tired and a little dizzy. Rebel trotted beside them willing to help.

"Logan are you alright?" The Professor asked kindly.

Logan winced and looked at the Professor. "Yeah I'm fine, just tired."

"Not to mention a bit dizzy from that knock on your head." Storm added in, giving Logan a look.

"Come on Logan, I'll help you to the infirmary so we can check you out." Beast said.

"Thanks Hank."

"I'll go too!" Rebel said following Hank and Logan.

"Rebel aren't you tired? You've been out all day and it's late. You do have school tomorrow you know." Storm said watching her head down towards the med-lab.

The Professor looked at her. "Rebel you are welcome to stay here at the mansion with Logan tomorrow if you would like."

"Really? Yeah sure!" She smiled.

"Storm, Hank and I will be out tomorrow so if you wouldn't mind keeping an eye on Logan it would really help us out."

"No Prob!" Rebel waved at Storm and the Prof. and ran down the hall.


When she was gone Storm just looked at the Professor. "Professor are you sure this is a good idea? I'm sure Logan will be fine on his own."

"I know that Storm, but she'll probably be up all night staying in the med-lab anyway and she'll be completely exhausted by morning."

Storm nodded in agreement. "Well maybe it's good for the both of them to spend some time together."

When Rebel got to the infirmary Logan's head was bandaged up and he had changed into some sweat pants and a t-shirt. He had just gotten into his bed when Rebel came through the door.

"Hey Squirt."

"Hey. Man you look like you're about to zonk out." Rebel said grinning.

"Yeah, well I'm pretty tired."

Rebel nodded. "I'm really sorry you got in that accident because of me, and I'm glad yer okay."

"It wasn't yer fault kiddo. I shouldn't have been goin' so fast anyway with the road bein' so slick." He told her.

"Thanks Wolvie." She said as she gave him a hug and then sat on the bed beside his and watched him fall asleep.

~~~~~~~~~NEXT CHAPTER: Logan finds out about the insident with Mystique and the Professor discovers her and Magneto's plans for Rebel.



Author's Note: Wow! that was about the fastest I ever posted. I hope you liked this chap. i made it shorter! PLz review! they really help move the story along! :)