"I don't know."

-Ontario, Canada November 12, 2004-

Logan is driving down a long and barren road. He has spent the past three months again searching for some kind of clue to his past. It was it November and very cold so of course it was snowing outside. There wasn't a town for miles and there was no cars going either way on that road. Suddenly Logan saw a person walking, well more like limping along side the road. Logan thought to himself.

"Who in God's name would be out walking around in weather like this?"

So Logan pulled over to the side of the road and stopped in front of the person. He rolled down the passenger's side window and asked.

"Hey, do you need a ride or something?"

The person looked out of their coat. Logan then saw that it was a girl, a very young girl. Again he asked.

"Kid, do you need a ride or what?"

The young girl just stared at him with frighten and bewildered eyes. Logan spoke again.

"Listen kid, it is not safe for you to be out here in this kind of weather."

The girl still stared at him.

"Well where are you headed kid, maybe I can drop you off there?"

(Silence from both)

"Can you speak English kid?"

(Silence)

"Can you speak at all?"

(Silence)

"Do you understand what I am saying?"

(Silence)

"Alright, you don't have to talk. If you need a ride then get in. I promise that I will not hurt you."

The girl stood looking at Logan for a few minutes the started to get into his truck.

"So I guess you can understand me."

The girl this time was looking at her feet.

"Alright kid."

Logan and the girl rode on for sometime with silence. Finally Logan spoke again.

"I'm, um, taking you to some friends of mine in New York. They live at a school, they are good people, they will take care of you there."

(Silence)

"I know you understand me kid. Is it the fact that you can't talk or that you will not talk?"

(Silence)

"Ok. Do you want something to eat? I think I have some cake."

Logan handed the girl a stale piece of a Debbie Zebra snake cake.

"It might be a little old but it should be alright to eat."

The girl looked at the cake for awhile, then finally getting enough courage, ate it.

"Hold up, slow down there princess your going to choke. When was the last time you ate any way?"

"I don't know."

Logan looked a little startled for a moment then finally spoke.

"So you can talk."

"Yes."

"Why didn't you say something before?"

"I don't know."

"Ok, where are you from?"

"I don't know."

"Where are you headed?"

"I don't know."

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

"What is your name?"

"I don't know."

"How come you only know how old you are?"

"Because it is on my bracelet."

Logan read the bracelet. Born on July 12, 1987.

"Alright, well at least your age is a start. Maybe Jean can find out who you are and where you come from."

The girl looked at Logan again with confusion.

"Jean is one of my friends that I mentioned earlier."

"Oh."

"So what are we going to call you until we know your name?"

"I don't know."

"Kid, please learn to say more then "I don't know"."

"Ok."

"Lets see..........."

Suddenly the girl put her hands on the radio and sparks flew everywhere. Logan jumped back in his seat on jerked the car over in surprise.

"You're a mutant."

"I'm a what?"

"A mutant."

The girl looked at Logan again in confusion.

"What is a mutant?"

"Like I am, look."

Logan let his claws come slowly out between his knuckles so not to scare the girl. And then let them back in healing his wounds as he did.

"How did you do that?"

"The same way you shot sparks out of your hands. We are both mutants. That is what school I'm taking you to is for. We teach mutant children."

"Why can't they go to other schools?"

"Because mutants are not expected in this world. Normal people hate and fear us."

"Why?"

"I wish I knew the answer to that myself. So back to a name. What about Jolt?"

"Jolt?"

"Yeah you know you jolted the radio to make it work. Jolt."

"Ok."

"Unless you don't like it."

"No, I mean yes, I like the name Jolt."

"Alright then, good, we can call you Jolt now. And by the way my name is Logan, but some people call me Wolverine."

"Ok, Logan."

First chapter done. I hope you enjoyed. Please review all comments are welcomed. Thank you.