Title: Broken Boy
Author: MysteryGirl
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She could see it in his eyes as he walked away, something inside him had broken.
Pairing: Pyro/OC, Wolverine and OC friendship, Rogue and Wolverine Friendship.
Archive: Sure
"Bolt her in, keep her indoors." But who is
to guard the guards themselves? Your wife
arranges accordingly and begins with them. ~Juvenal
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He walked slowly into the office wiping the dirt from his palms.
"Heya Chuck," he called out "Where are ya? 'Ro said ya wanted to talk to me."
"Here Logan," said Charles Xavier, his rich English accent colored with amusement and annoyance.
Logan walked through the office and into a smaller room, where the leader of The X-Men and the headmaster of Charles Xavier's school For Gifted Children sat.
"Here," said Charles sliding a manila folder across the oak desk.
"What is it?" asked Logan.
"A project."
Logan opened the folder which was filled with various news clippings and other assorted papers.
"Her name is Kat MacArthur," Charles continued as Logan stared down at a mug shot of a pretty girl.
He didn't know why he bothered, you would think that three black eyes and a dislocated shoulder would teach a guy not to sneak up on a girl like Kat.
"Nice try," she whispered into his ear.
"Thanks," he said smiling.
She kissed his cheek an released his arm.
"Your slipping," he said "Took you at least two minutes to figure out I was there."
"Whatever," she replied smacking him in the chest with her ever present sketchbook.
"Whatever," he said mockingly.
She smacked him again and sat back down under the tree. He sat down behind her and wrapped his arms around the tops of her shoulders. He kissed the top of her head and leaned his head back against the oak tree.
"So? What's the project?" asked Logan.
"I want you to train her," said Charles.
"Now, hold on…" stammered Logan "I said I'd train Marie."
"Trust me," said Charles "I think you'll find Kat's powers interesting. Would you like to meet her?"
Logan shrugged, he knew it didn't matter how much he protested he'd end up doing this "project" for the professor.
Kat smiled as Peter and Bobby tried to convince John to play a game of football with them.
"Go 'head," she said when he looked at her as if seeking her permission "I'm not your mother."
He laughed and ran off to join the other boys. She smiled again and pulled her headset from her backpack.
"Hello Professor," said Scott Summers as he joined them on the shaded path "Logan."
"Scott," muttered Logan, his voice barely concealing the disdain he held for the leader of the X-Men.
"Good Afternoon," said Charles "Logan, why don't you go introduce yourself to Kat? I have to discuss something with Scott."
"Sure," said Logan.
Someone's coming, she thought as her heart rate sped up and her adrenaline flowed. She stood up slowly and looked around, John was playing with the guys, Rogue, Jubilee and Kitty were cheering for them. Everyone seemed fine and safe yet Kat couldn't seem to shake the feeling that something was about to happen.
"Excuse me?" asked Logan tapping the girl on the shoulder.
He was shocked to feel himself shoved hard against the tree, four sharp claws pressed against his jugular.
"KAT!" yelled Scott as he raced to the duo.
"LOGAN!" yelled Rogue as she followed Scott.
"Let go of me!" hissed Logan.
"Kat, let go!" said Rogue.
Kat looked at her friend and nodded.
"You all right?" asked John.
Kat nodded and pushed her hands into the pockets of her jeans skirt. She blushed when everyone stared at her.
"He just scared me," she whispered.
John nodded.
"Kat," said Charles looking at the girl "Can I speak with you?"
She swallowed hard and took the handles to the Professor's wheelchair.
"You too, Logan." said Charles.
"What the hell was that all about?" asked Rogue.
"You heard her," said John "He scared her."
Logan looked at the girl as she tucked her long legs under her and turned to face the professor. She wore her auburn hair pulled back from her face in a sloppy bun, a pencil held it up against the wind. He couldn't see her eyes, they were hidden by a pair of dark glasses. She was dressed in a long denim skirt and a red tank top with Chinese lettering on it. She was taller than most of the other girls and reed thin.
"Kat? I thought we agreed that you wouldn't wear your glasses at school," said Charles kindly.
She smiled nervously.
"Sorry professor," she exclaimed taking them off and sliding them into her pocket.
Her eyes shocked Logan, they shouldn't have really, it wasn't the first time he had seen a mutation manifest itself in an odd ways. Her eyes resembled the eyes of the Tigers he had once seen in one Scott's biology text books. Nothing but black pupils in a sea of amber, they were surrounded by a thick layer of lashes and lifted slightly at the ends.
"Hey Jackass," she whispered "Stop staring."
"Kat…" said Charles.
"Sorry," she said staring at the patches of dead grass in front of her.
"I understand that you two have yet to be introduced," said Charles smiling gently at Kat "Logan, this is Kat MacArthur, Kat this is Logan."