Ok, just to tell you this, I suck at writing completely Evo fics or movie fics, so deal with my mix. Or maybe you could call this an AU, I really don't care, lol.

-Ice Lynx

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"Who is that?" Hank asked as Kurt carried in the mutant, who was still wrapped up in the black trench coat. Kurt placed her on a medical table and shrugged.

"She vos left outside," he said, shaking his coat off and sending snow all over the floor. Hank unwrapped the trench coat and looked and then immediately stepped back slightly.

"Good Lord," he said, "What happened to this girl?" Kurt looked over at her and his jaw dropped. There were at least seven stab wounds and the flesh all over her chest and stomach was ripped to shreds. It looked as if several wolves had chewed on her. But there was no more blood, it had frozen in a red sheet on top of her wounds, preventing any more from coming out. Hank thought that this was the only reason the poor girl wasn't dead yet.

"Vot?" was all Kurt could manage. Immediately Hank went to retrieve the medical supplies he would need, telling Kurt what to do at the same time.

"Go inform the professor of the girl, and then send for Jean, she'll need to help me with this." He instructed. Kurt starred at the girl for a split second longer and then disappeared with a 'bamf' and a puff of blue smoke. Just then the med-bay doors opened and Logan and Scott came through, both wet and with traces of snow left on their hair and coats.

"How's the kid?" Logan asked. The two men saw her on the table at the same time, and both froze in their tracks.

"What the hell?" Logan muttered. Scott just starred, his mouth hanging open much like Kurt's had. Hank didn't look at them as he busily started to slowly take the ice coat off and trying to stop the bleeding.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave right now," he said. "I'm going to be busy for a while."

"Obviously," Logan growled. He spun around and walked back out the door, nearly crashing into a tired and confused looking Jean, who was rubbing sleep from her eyes and walking quickly. "Brace yourself," Logan warned, then he continued walking. Jean looked at him oddly for a second and then went into the med-bay. Logan heard her gasp of shock and then her kicking Scott out, and the med-bay doors slammed shut.

Logan walked upstairs and reached the professor's door, going in without knocking and finding Xavier and Kurt talking.

"Logan, thank you for coming up here, I need to ask you something-" the professor started, but Logan waved his hand.

"Can you find the bastards who did this to that girl or not?" he demanded. Xavier sighed.

"I don't know. We don't have anything to go on to find them, we don't know if it was mutant haters or just some criminal," he said. Logan glared at him but realized that he was right.

"Well?" he said. Xavier thought for a moment.

"We'll see what Jean and Hank can do, I'm sure the girl will be fine-"

"Have you seen her?" Logan thundered, slamming his fist down on the desk.

"Logan, please stop interrupting me. Once the girl wakes up we will be able find out who did this to her, but you must remain patient. Now, was there any sign of anyone when you got out there?" Xavier asked.

"No, they must've had a car, and the snow covered the tracks. They left her right in front of the gates, so when they opened it she was pushed through the snow and probably scraped up even more..." Logan started to growl again and didn't say anything else, it was obvious he was trying to keep his temper under control. Kurt was looking very shell-shocked and was now standing to the side, waiting to see what happened next. Xavier thought for a moment.

"I think all we can do is wait," he said finally. "I have total confidence in Hank and Jean, when the girl wakes up we can get some real answers, including her name. Now I suggest you both get some rest, it's been a long enough night already. And please go wake Ororo and see if she can calm down this storm a little bit." Logan got up and left, and Kurt teleported away, leaving Xavier to think about the girl. He had not seen the her himself, but no doubt if it got the people who had, including Logan, this riled up it must be bad. After a few moments he heard the snow storm outside lessen considerably, and then he retired to his room.

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The next morning Hank left the med-bay after many hours of working on the mutant, wiping his hands on a small towel. To his mild surprise he found Kurt sitting on the floor against the wall, fast asleep.

"Kurt?" he asked, gently waking the blue mutant.

"Va?" he murmured, then he saw Hank. "Vell? Hov is the girl?" Hank smiled grimly.

"Shouldn't you be in bed?" he asked. Kurt shrugged.

"I vanted to see hov she vos doing," he said.

"Better," Hank said, not being very truthful but not wanting to dampen the boy's hopeful smile. And it worked, Kurt seemed happy with the answer and got up, stretching.

"That's good," he said. "I prayed for her last night, nov that I knov she is doing vell I vill go get some sleep maybe." Hank nodded.

"You'd better. I don't want two unhealthy mutants to look after." He said. Kurt vanished and Jean came out of the med-bay.

"There's no sense in worrying him, Hank," she said.

"What did the tests show?" he asked, changing the subject. Jean sighed.

"Not much difference, but that could be a good thing; at least she isn't getting any worse." She said.

"Yes, how are her blood levels?"

"Rather low, but she'd be able to live in intensive care for a while if she remained the same, and I bet someone here has the same blood type and would be willing to donate some," Jean said, thinking about possible matches. She knew neither she or Hank matched, but there was probably someone in the mansion.

"Very well, if you don't mind staying here for a bit longer I'll go inform the professor of her situation," Hank said. Jean nodded and he set off. The girl was in a stable position, for now. But it was fragile, she had lost allot of blood and it would take an extremely long time for her wounds to heal, and longer for her to wake up, if she did at all.

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Logan and Scott entered the med-bay about midday to find an exhausted Hank trying to stay awake, empty cups of coffee littering the floor and the big blue doctor still barely able to remain standing.

"Whoa, shouldn't you be on a caffeine rush from all of these? And where is Jean?" Scott asked. Hank looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Not now, Scott, Logan, Jean is upstairs getting some sleep. I really don't need to be bothered right now." He said, then yawned widely.

"Hey, bub," Logan said. "You don't think you can take care of her if your asleep huh?" Hank was about to shove the Canadian and the brown-haired man out when Logan spoke again.

"Why don't you get some shut-eye, I'll watch the girl 'til Jean comes back." He said. Hank looked at him when Scott interjected.

"Yeah, and if there's a problem I'll tell Jean." He said. Hank nodded and slowly trudged out of the med-bay, knowing he wouldn't be able to stay awake if he had needed to in an emergency.

Scott looked at Logan, carefully avoiding the girl's unconscious form. "So what do you think happened?" he asked. Logan sat in Hank's chair and leaned back.

"I have no idea, but I'll kill the bastard who did this to her," he growled. Unlike Scott he was starring at the black haired girl with an angry glare on his face. Scott sighed.

"I agree with you on one level, no one should have this happen to them, mutant or not." He said. Logan looked at him.

"You realize that this kid is probably not the first?" he said. "She may be one of many, or maybe only a few, who had this happen to her by the same idiots?" Scott thought about it for a moment, then forced himself to look at the girl. Though most of her wounds had been covered by bandages they were still red from blood, and some on her upper right chest hadn't been covered, and though there weren't many wounds there they were still deep and ugly looking. A bucket on the floor was full of red liquid that looked like blood and water mixed together, which it probably was.

In a small heap on the floor lay the shreds of the girl's blouse and the blood-soaked trench coat, and the whole room smelled like blood even to Scott, he couldn't imagine how Logan breathed in here with his great sense of smell. But Logan was quite unaffected by the smell, not that he liked it of course. He was too busy planning a slow death for the creeps who did this.

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"Hey man, you think that girl lived?" Tear asked. Kead glared at him.

"I told yeh to ferget her!" he snarled. Tear got the message and shut up, but still wondered about her. He couldn't help it, had the other freaks taken her in? Was she dead? Did they even find her in that snow storm?

Kead groaned and slammed the car magazine he had been reading down.

"If Jale fins out about this he's gonna freak," he growled. Grabbing the startled Tear he shoved him into his silver sports car and drove out of the little town they had spent the night in. Fifteen minutes later they reached the large gates again and Kead put on the brake, then looked at Tear.

"Get out dude," he said. "Before I kick you out." Tear had no idea what was going on, but knew that Kead would literally kick him out if he didn't get out fast, so he opened the door and got out. Reaching over Kead slammed the door shut and locked the doors, spinning the car around till his side was near Tear. Kead rolled down his window and glared at Tear.

"I'll be back at midnight, you'd better be out here or I'll leave you in this hell hole," he said. Then he rolled up the windows and sped off, leaving Tear ranting after him.

"What the hell are you doing? Kead? KEAD! Get back here! You can not be. Doing. This. To. Me!" Tear said, stamping his foot in the knee deep snow he looked at the mansion and then back at the car, which turned a corner and disappeared. He spat at it and then stared at the mansion until he felt like he was getting frostbite, and slowly trudged over to the intercom, glad that Kead had spoken last night, and not him.

"Hello?" It was the same voice, and for a moment Tear couldn't think of what to say. He was the guy who dumped that near dead girl there last night and fled, and now he was back because he was worried about her?

"Hello?" the voice asked again.

"Uh, yeah," Tear said, wrapping his coat and black hood around him tighter and looking around. "I, uh, heard about this girl that came in last night..." he trailed off and to his surprise he heard the same answer he and Kead had gotten that last night.

"Come right in," The gates swung open and Tear walked through them, turning and walking backwards as they swung shut. Walking up the long path to the mansion Tear wondered what he had gotten himself into, the size of this place! How many freaks were there in there? As he reached the front door he reached out to knock, but it swung open to reveal Kurt.

"WHOA!" Tear yelled upon seeing the blue boy, and he jumped backward, managing only to flip around and fall face-first into a large snow bank. Sputtering he got up and moved away from the door as quickly as he could, looking back at the demon-like mutant with obvious fear. Kurt himself also backed away and shut the door, breathing heavily and remembering the professor kindly suggesting that he did not greet newcomers if they weren't used to seeing other mutants or were normal humans. Ororo came down the stairs and looked out of the windows, seeing Tear and then Kurt she put two and two together and re-opened the door, walking out into the snow towards Tear.

"I apologize for that," she said. Tear stopped backing away and starred at Kurt, who was shrinking back behind the white haired weather goddess.

"Uh, no prob," Tear said unsurely. Ororo smiled at him, the professor had told her about the girl that had arrived last night and then sent her a message to answer the door, though Kurt had gotten there first.

"Would you like to come in?" she asked. Tear was still staring at Kurt, but he managed a shaky nod. Well, there was no point in freezing to death...

"Uh, yeah, um," he said, Kurt became embarrassed and went back up the stairs, and Ororo smiled at Tear again.

"What is your name?" she asked. "And mutation?" Tear stared at her, then started to laugh.

"No way, damn," he laughed. Ororo looked at him, confusion on her face until he managed to answer. "I aint no mutie, I was wondering about that girl." He said.

"Oh, sorry, follow me." Ororo said, giving him a sideways glance as she started to walk down the halls. Trying to regain some composure Tear didn't walk, he strutted. Ororo gave him a strange look and he winked back at her, which made her sigh, "Well do you have a name?" she asked at last, as they stepped onto an elevator.

"Uh, Tear." He said.

"Is that your real name?" Ororo asked. Tear looked at her.

"Uh, no, I guess not. Um," he seemed to think a while like he was trying to remember, then he laughed again. "Oh yeah, it was James." He said. Ororo nodded as the elevator stopped and they got off, allowing Tear to look around at the new settings a moment before walking again.

"Well James," she began.

"It's Tear," he said.

"Alright, Tear, your friend is-"

"Hey!" he said loudly, stopping. Ororo turned to face the gangster with a look of mild surprise on her face.

"Yes?" she said.

"That bitch aint my friend, I don't have no mutie friends," he said. Ororo stiffened at the name he called the girl, but she tried to not let it show. Tear, however, noticed the way she stiffened and wondered what he had said that had made her get all cross.

"Fine then, the girl is right down the hall, James." She said coldly, then continued to walk. Tear followed her in a bit of a state of shock, not being used to this kind of erratic behavior. With Jale, the leader of his gang, he basically had three emotions; cool, mad, and cold. There was no between, and it took a while for him to switch moods. Finally he shrugged it off as a side effect of her being a mutant and followed the white-haired woman down the hall.

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Wow, that was a long chapter for me! Lol, well, I hope I get some more reviews, thank to the great ppl who already have!

-Ice Lynx