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Jubilee looked over the posts on the board. One of the posts would hopefully have news of someone needing a roommate or of some new apartment just opening up.
"Girl seeking roommate who loves cheerleading, cooking, and I don't think so," muttered Jubilee as she tried to find another post.
"So he can come back tomorrow?"
"I don't know Mr. Feral."
Jubilee's whole body felt rigid as she heard the first voice. Slowly she turned her head. Past the several students walking up and down the hall, she saw him.
"Wolvie? No not Wolvie," whispered Jubilee as she got a better look at the man. If she had been some other X-Man she would probably have been completely fooled. He had the thick build, the jet black hair, and the rugged face that was practically identical to Wolvie's. But there were differences. First off he was half a foot taller. Second his hair, while it did have the Wolvie look of splitting into two points, wasn't as wide.
"Your son assaulted a teacher Mr. Feral. Normally we expel anyone who does that," said a bald man who Jubilee recognized as part of Administration. A growl eminated from the Wolvie look alike, causing both the bald man and nearby students to jump back. The 'Mr. Feral' quickly turned his growl into a cough before speaking again.
"I realize that, but please understand. My son is still dealing with his mother passing away. We have him seeing a psychiatrist and his getting better. I'm simply saying the circumstances should be considered in allowing him a second chance," said Mr. Feral. Jubilee couldn't stop her jaw from dropping. Never in her years of knowing Wolvie did he ever say the words 'psychiatrist' or 'circumstances'. The man actually spoke more like Beast.
"Well I suppose we can allow him one more chance. But this is really the last chance he has," said the bald man as he wiped his forehead of sweat. He was probably just agreeing because he didn't want the man to growl at him again.
"Thank you," said Mr. Feral with sincere gratitude before turning and heading to the exit.
"Mr. Feral huh? Yeah that figures," said Jubilee to herself before she began following the man.

Luckily for Jubilee it appeared that Mr. Feral didn't have a car. So all Jubilee had to do was keep walking and keep the man in sight. After an hour though Jubilee lost sight of him. He had turned a corner around a house and when she followed he was no where in sight.
"Where is he?" muttered Jubilee. The neighborhood had brickhouses with huge front yards and a large forest could be seen not too far away.

Maybe he spotted me following him. Wolvie would have, but is this guy as good as him.

"Mind telling me why you're following me."
Jubilee nearly squeaked out a sound as she whirled around with raised hands. Mr. Feral was looking with amusement at her raised hands obviously having no idea of Jubilee's deadly power.
"I um you remind me of someone," said Jubilee lamely. She really hadn't come up with a plan of what to say when she spoke to the man.
"Oh I do huh..."
The man didn't say more, but began sniffing the air. He leaned his face towards Jubilee as he kept sniffing. Jubilee was now feeling wierded out, but not because of the sniffing. The man's face made him look like Logan's twin. Except for the eyes which were green while Wolvie had steel blue eyes.
"Yeah you probably met a relative of mine," said Mr. Feral slowly as he studied her more carefully.
"Oh did your heighten sense of smell tell you that?" asked Jubilee and had the pleasure of seeing the man raise his bushy eyebrows in surprise.

What the hell, lets see how off balance I can get this guy.

"By the way how are your claws doing? Do you keep them sharpened?" asked Jubilee as if it was as normal a question as asking if you keep your hair combed.
This time all amusement and relaxation left the man's face. Jubilee actually began regretting her words. The man looked exactly like Wolvie right before he began cutting up enemies into tiny little pieces.
"Whats your name?" asked Mr. Feral. Actually it was more of a demand than a question.
"Jubilee.. and yours?" asked Jubilee.
"Andrew Feral, lets take a walk to my house," said Andrew before grabbing her arm in a steel grip and walking her down the sidewalk. Jubilee was almost tempted to use her powers, but decided to play along instead. Soon they turned and headed to the front door of a brick house that looked much like the ones they passed. Jubilee couldn't help, but notice that the forest appeared to be only a five minute walk away.
Inside Jubilee took a seat at the dining room table.
"Would you like a drink?" asked Andrew appearing a bit more normal now that they were inside his house.
"Oh no, I'm just peachy," said Jubilee with a grin.
"So how about you tell me more about your friend?" asked Andrew almost casually.
"Oh well maybe first you could tell me how you could be mistaken for the brother of my friend?" asked Jubilee while trying to keep her cool. She wanted answers, like how could this guy have the same mutant abilities as Logan?
"Tell you what, tell me about the few.. talents your friend has. And if I'm convinced that he may have a relation to me, I'll reveal some information of my own," said Andrew. Jubilee was actually surprised he hadn't growled at her instead or tried to intimidate her into talking about Wolvie. The differences in personality between this guy and Wolvie was just freaky.
"Well I suppose that its the best deal I'll make. Well you see I know this guy named Logan and..."
Jubilee kept it short. She listed Logan's powers, explained how he was a mutant that was part of the X-Men, and said that he was a friend. She also mentioned that he suffered memory loss, but wasn't going to go into detail about the whole Weapon X project. She also didn't want Andrew to know just how close a friend Wolvie was.
"Now I want to know why you seem to have the same mutant powers as Logan?" said Jubilee as she crossed her arms. Andrew smiled and seemed to find her stance almost cute.
"Well to put it simply I'm not a mutant and Logan isn't one either," said Andrew.
Jubilee sat there for a full five minutes shocked before she could ask another question.
"Than what are you?" asked Jubilee. Was Wolvie actually a alien or something?
"I think it would be best if I talk to Logan in person. No offense, but he has more of a right to hear this than you do. Can you get him to come?" asked Andrew. Jubilee felt a wave of depression as she thought about that question. A few months ago she would have been able to say yes with absolutely assurance. Now though she couldn't say the same. Even before Scott died Wolvie was starting to become more distant. And than with Scott's death and Jean needing his presence, Jubilee didn't even get a phone call from him. Jubilee doubted he would come even if she told him she might have just stumbled upon the secret of his origin. Not when there was Jean there to keep his bed warm.
"I.. no he has stuff.. that he um needs to do at the school," said Jubilee and nearly rolled her eyes as she realized how ridiculous that answer was. Andrew though seemed understanding and simply nodded. He was probably able to smell her depression easily.
"Now whatcha do to get this pretty lady feeling down."
Jubilee nearly jumped in surprise as she turned and found someone approach them.
If Andrew was the twin of Logan, this man was the old man version of Logan. His hair was snow white and from his wrinkled face Jubilee would guess he was at least in his seventies. You couldn't tell that by his body though. He was only wearing shorts, and what flesh was revealed was fine toned, muscular, and covered with white curly hair. Her attention from the man was drawn away when Andrew gave a sigh.
"Not now Grandpa. Look Jubilee I'd like to tell you more about us, but the truth is we barely know you. I assume your a student at the college you followed me from?" said Andrew.
"Um yeah," said Jubilee while not quite sure where this was going.
"Are you any good at.. helping other students with their classes?" asked Andrew with a hopeful tone. Grandpa walked on all fours to the chair next to Jubilee and sat in it. The way he moved, it looked like moving on his hands and feet was how he was natural supposed to move.
"Oh this is gonna be good," said Grandpa as he leaned against the table. For some reason it made Jubilee nervous that he decided to sit right beside her.
"Quite Grandpa! You see Jubilee I have a son named Darek. I'm trying to get him to go to college and get an education. But his not taking it seriously and gets a bit wild," said Andrew looking troubled.
"Ya mean his enjoying our heritage. Ya shouldn't try to stop him from following his nature," said Grandpa.
"And what do you mean by 'our heritage'?" asked Jubilee. Maybe the old man had a looser tongue than Andrew.
"Oh I mea- ooohhh your a smart vixen arencha. Almost got ma there," said Grandpa as he gave her a predatory grin. It was than Jubilee realized why this old man made her so nervous. While Andrew seemed to be a tamer, more domestic version of Logan. This feral, if it was possible, seemed more beastly and wild than Logan was. It was everything from the way he moved on all fours, to how his eyes looked at her like prey. He was like an animal who just conveniently learned to speak english.
"I have no problem with him following his nature, I just want him to learn human ways as well. Its what Gloria wanted," said Andrew and a flash of pain came over his green eyes when he said the name. Almost instinctively Jubilee placed a hand onto Andrew's arm. Andrew tensed under the touch and Jubilee was surprised at her own actions.

He just looks so damn much like Wolvie that I just automatically do that, ugh!

"Sorry," muttered Jubilee blushing and withdrew her hand. She heard Grandpa snickering behind her. Andrew gave her a smile before speaking.
"No, its ok. Gloria was my wife by the way. She died a year ago," said Andrew and clenched his hands into fists for a second.
"So you um want me to be your son's study partner?" asked Jubilee in an attempt to get the subject off Gloria.
"Yes, in fact if you want you can room here. We have a spare bedroom in the attic," said Andrew. Jubilee chewed her lip as she considered the proposal. It was crazy really. Live with a bunch of ferals and help some guy she didn't even know. And why should she do all this just to learn more about them? Chances were she wasn't even going to have a conversation with Wolvie ever again. Was it really worth sticking her neck out for a man who obviously no longer needs her as a friend? Was she really so pathetic that after all he did she would still try to do him a favor?