((Ayushi: Hey, I'm glad to see you enjoyed the last chapters of this story well here the next. So you know I don't own X-men. Its late and I'm tired, and I do own a be so I'm going to go sleep while you read))

Arial slept peacefully, until her dreams came. She was a child once more in her dream. It had been only been 3 years or so ago, but she was so different it seemed like a lifetime. She dreamt of the time when her mother was still alive, and they lived with her step-father.

He had been real jerk to them. The ass had yelled a lot and even hit her mother. He always had smelt of alcohol and gasoline. Her step-father had always been gambling, and losing all the money he earned. They had little food and she couldn't hunt for herself. Arial had gone to school in rags. She got teased for it at school. She had always hated humans.

All besides her mother. Her mother had been kind. She had gentle green eyes, with a small frame and silky brown hair. She looked a lot like Arial. She had always thought of others before herself. Arial's mother had been a woman of real class and elegance even in the worst of situations. That was until she couldn't take it anymore.

Arial's mother sat her down in the bathroom with her one day around her 13 birthday. She had told Arial. She couldn't take it any more, all the abuse, drinking and gambling had gotten to her. She told Arial not to be afraid. Arial could tell her mother was drunk out of her mind. Arial watched as her very own mother took a hand full of sleeping pill, enough to kill a grown man. Only then had she taken this seriously.

Arial had gone over to her calling desperately, "Mom!!!"

"Its ok honey it'll all be ok," Arial's mother said as she slowly faded away.

"No it won't your dieing," she had screamed at tears started building behind in her eyes.

"Dieing is part of life," her mother said before her eyes dazed over and she went insane, "Your father is a cat, a big pretty cat. The pretty wolverine. The wolverine won't hurt you…." With those words she died.

Arial's eyes flew open to the real world, but were too blurry to see anything with again. She could still tell a lot of things without her eyes. she knew she was breathing in a plastic container of some kind. She heard a heart monitor in the back ground. A blanket had been pulled over her. It felt scratchy and itchy on her dry skin. She smelt a human closer to her, a female. She had the fragrance similar to the air right before a storm. She needed only an instant she remembered her third eye lid and moved it.

Her vision cleared. She sat up straight. She swung her legs over the metal table. It felt out of balance. Her stance was different. She looked down knowing something was terrible wrong. Her injured right leg had been removed, amputated, cut off. She wiggled the stub that was left. After getting used to it she looked up at the women again.

"I'm sorry dear but we had to remove it. There was nothing we could do," the odd women said sadly.

Arial didn't care. It didn't matter, not to her. She took a moment then got up on her remaining leg. She lunged at the lady that had taken care of her. The woman feel to the ground. Arial over her sitting perched on one leg. Arial's hand over her throat. She bared her sharp teeth. Arial put her teeth right over woman's throat then backed up.

"I don't kill what I don't eat," she said.

a d

Logan paced outside the medical center of the mansion. It was a place he knew all to well. He was outside the room where Arial was being worked on. The room was the same as the one that he had been kept in the first time he had come to the institute. He looked up at the closed door. He stood waiting for news.

"Logan," said a small voice behind him. He gave a small smile. He knew it was Rogue without having to turn around. He could smell her musty, clean scent.

"What you doing here?" he asked biting on his tongue just to do something.

"Ah heard you brought a new kid here and were waiting for her to wake up. That they had to operate on her, because she was so bad off," she said real quiet and careful.

"Yeah. Seems like I bring in a lot of young girls these days," he said turning back to her a small grin on his face. She smiled at him.

"Yeah seems so," she said then stood silently by him watching the door. He crossed his arms, and leaned on the wall. Rogue stood straight not sure what to say and knew when it came to Logan it was better to remain silent.

Xavier came roaring down the hallway in his electric wheelchair saying "Logan I'm going to need your help. Rogue go back to the upper levels, now."

"But…" Rogue complained.

"Rogue this is not the time to argue," he said going over to the door and opening it.

"What is it?" Logan demanded but as he the door opened and he saw inside he didn't need an answer. He saw the girl he had saved yesterday holding Storm down by her neck. She said something then slowly sat back looking over at them.

"Storm, are you alright?" Xavier asked Storm clearly concerned.

"Yes, I'm fine Prof," she said Arial still over her. Arial slowly sat up. Using her arms she got up on one leg standing up straight. Xavier reached out his mind and tried to calm her. Her eyes opened wide and she looked at him.

"Get out of my head," she demanded and forced his mind from hers. He tried to connect with her again, but all he got was static.

"Please, don't fight me. I'm only trying to help," Xavier said relaxing his mind. The fact he was blocked out her mind scared him. He looked to Storm. She could often block him out with the static electricity in the air around her, but nothing close to this. When his mind went near her it was like hitting a wall. It almost hurt.

"You can't help me if your controlling my mind, or reading my thoughts sir," she said dripping with sarcasm. She sank down so her hands touched the ground. She looked tense and ready to jump.

Xavier rolled in closer out of the door way trying to calm her. Logan rushed over to Storm making sure she was ok. The poor woman was still coughing in the background. It was the moment Arial had been waiting for. She lunged at the door.

She landed on the ground and was off. She ran as Kurt did on all fours or well all threes. She used her arms as though they were front legs. She used her one good leg to propel herself forward. She ran down the hallway even in her new condition quicker then anyone of them had time to react too.

After a moment Logan ran after her wondering how the hell she was moving so fast having just lost a limb. Xavier had a better idea he punched in a few numbers on a control panel. He closed all the exit coming from the medical wing. He knew corning her might not be the best idea, but he couldn't let her get out. Not without a chance to reason with her.

Logan watched her running. Dressed only in a small night gown that didn't restrict her motions. Her motions were liquid and quick. She looked wild and free in a way he had never seen in a human. He ran after her struggling to keep up. The door came down in front of her.

She turned. Seeing him her eyes went wild. She looked ready to fight with the knowledge she would win or die. He drew out his claws. He looked at them then to her. She still showed no sign of fear only the determination of an animal that's been corned.

He suddenly noticed things about her. Her eyes were a sea green with hints of blue. They were small and sharp. Her hair was long going down past her shoulder. It was a dark brown shinning black. In places it was dark green and her longs bangs were almost the color of seaweed. Her nose was slightly large and almost familiar for some reason. Her chin could only be defined as stubborn, and her jaw as square and set. Her brown eyebrows arched down in a scowl.

"Wolverine," Xavier called from down the hall "This is not how we deal with guests."

"She was the one who ran," he said almost growling as the professor rolled up next to him.

"If memory serves didn't you run away the first time you woke up here as well," Xavier said simple to state the irony of it. Logan drew in his claws at the comment.

"Fine," Wolverine said relaxing a bit his eyes still on the girl. She was looking around as if trying to find a way to get away. Most importantly her eyes kept darting to the ceiling. He squinted at her suspiciously wonder what she could be planning.

"Now miss we are here only to help you. What is your name?" Xavier asked kindly but the kid didn't look like she was buying it. Logan smirked liking this wild animal of a girl already.

Arial went to the wall and jumped on it. The mutant stuck like a barnacle to a rock. She climbed up smoothly and stopped on the ceiling. The blood rushing to her head she ran as quickly as if she had on the ground. The disgruntled 'guest' looked for a way out, but everywhere was blocked by a door.

She dropped back to the ground landing on her one foot squarely. She stood up straight and looked at them anger in her eyes.

"Let me out!" she demanded.

"I'm afraid we can't do that before we get a chance to speak with you," Xavier said.

"Well I don't want to speak with you," she said. She gathered her energy into her hand. Sparks of electricity went flying from it. She tossed the great ball at them misses each by only a few inches. Electricity was flying from her hair and eyes daring them to make her stay any longer.

Logan growled as he felt the power and the heat almost burn off his hair. He looked down to the old man. Logan could take a hit from this girl. He moved protectively in front of the professor. He once again drew his claws ready to fight her. Her whole body was glowing with electricity. He looked at her with a slight amount of respect. She was powerful. First walking on the ceiling, now electricity. It made little sense what the hell was this thing? He started walking forward as she stood waiting.

"Wolverine," Xavier demanded. Arial tinged inside a little hearing her mothers last words again. 'The wolverine will not hurt you'. Her mind had been slightly open as she thought it and Xavier over heard.

'Logan,' Xavier thought into his mind 'She seems to react well to your name. I'm going to keep saying it to you as you move forward. You try and calm her down, alright.'

'Right,' he thought so the professor could hear it. He wondered only briefly how Xavier knew this he hadn't noticed a change in her at all. He moved a little closer.

"Come on kid I don't wanna hurt yah," he said.

"Wolverine get back here," Xavier said faking annoyance.

"Don't worry Professor I won't hurt her," Logan said getting closer, "Now listen I'm not going to hurt you like I said, and neither will anyone else here if you give them a chance. Listen to what the old guy has to say and decide for yourself. Your hurt do you really want to go wondering alone in your condition?"

She growled at the truth in his statement. She was injured and even with her powers it would be hard to travel fast. Without letting her guard down she looked down at her half limb. She looked back to the man named Wolverine. His eyes were gentle at the moment and his face soft, but she could see something behind that face though. A wildness much like her own. 'Mother you better have been right,' she thought solemnly.

"Fine I'll listen but I don't know what he can say of interest," she said only to the man in front of her like the older gentleman in the wheelchair wasn't there at all.

"Just listen kid," Logan said moving out of the way so Xavier could roll forward.

"Thank you. My name is Charles Xavier and this is my school for gifted children many of them mutants. I would like to tell you your welcome to stay here as long as you like. You'll be provided food, shelter and anything else you made need while you heal," he said then was interrupted by Arial.

"How long?" Arial asked. She knew there had to be something more. It was the rule of life. Nothing was a good as it seemed.

"As long as you need to heal, and adjust to your new condition," Xavier explained.

"A month that's all I need," she said after giving herself a quick check over.

"Alright then you can have it and any extra time you need," xavier said smiling, "Now Wolverine if you'll lead her to her room. I've arranged for her to stay in the one across from you."

"Huh right," Logan said giving the Professor suspicious look. What did the professor have in mind? That he could tame this girl or something. Sure he said she reacted to his name but what did that have to do with a damn thing. He sighed.

Xavier opened the door and Logan lead the girl out. She watched them both closely. She smiled wondering what it would be like to be a part of what they were. Then hid it from her mind. She couldn't grow attracted fore it may make it hard to do what was needed to be done to them in a future.

((Ayushi: I hope you enjoyed this chapter it was kind hard for me to write they were serious a lot of the time and there was way more action then my other stories have had. So review and tell me what you thought. I'll change anything that's horrible wrong with it.))