Well, I am ashamed of all you people out there (apart from you Sheisbeautiful-sheisnotme) no one has reviewed my story! And I have hardly any readers! But, anyway, that has not dampened my spirits because I have one reviewer and that is all I need, even though I'm not saying I don't want more, because I do! So, yeh, now you all get to find out who the culprit is!

Responses:

Sheisbeautiful-sheisnotme: hi again, was that the second time a chapter has been dedicated to you? Well, this is the third then! To be honest, I think all of this story will be dedicated to you, with no other reviewers it looks that way! Sniffsniff I think you will find that I have reviewed one of your stories so hahaha (music lessons)! Ain't I just an evil little bitch! Glad you love my evilness, because things are gonna be very evil for my little culprit (in the story) and for the x-men, mainly coz the culprit will be living with them and causing them hell with out herself, or anyone else, knowing it's her! Glad you like my little gossip moment, I find I'm quite skilled with gossip talk; whenever I play the SIMS 2 (totally awesome game!) I find that in my head, I'm just gossiping away about all the little things going on in my SIMS neighbourhood…hehehe…sad, I know, but hey! Who cares! Coz I don't! Anyways…trust me, if I'm gonna write a response this long for you, I think I'll continue the story for you, as long as you continue your music lessons story for me; I really wanna see who the person is! xxx

Key:

"…" Speech

'…' Thoughts

(…) Extra information

Songs are in bold

"Telepathic thoughts are in italic and speech marks"

Chapter 3

Dappled in Moonlight

The moonlight shone over the grassy meadows, one after the other, filling the distance between East Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania and Bayville, New York. The moonlight was weak and cast as much shadow as light, but as a shape moved swiftly over the fields, it was picked out easily. A humped figure running lightly over the grass dappled in moonlight and quick and swift. Suddenly the creature stopped, it's head raised in the air as it sniffed, turning about trying to catch a stronger whiff of the scent it had just smelt. It's posture suddenly froze and then, in one quick movement, turned abruptly and began to run across the width of the meadow jumping over it's fence and into the forestry beyond.

Nothing on the meadows stirred now, and the moonlight shimmered softly, as the cold night wind blew through the grass, changing it from shadow to light and to shadow again. But then the stillness was broken as the grass parted to reveal a fox, sniffing a similar scent to the creature that had ran in the same spot. Yet, unlike the creature it did not run in fright, for the fox's nose was too weak to distinguish the grassy smell from that of human flesh. The fox only realised that a form was approaching it as the glinting barrel of gun was held steady in the air and a shot was fired. The fox tried to run but it was to late, it's reactions too slow; the fox sank into the depths of the long grass, falling into it's own puddle of blood, it's body limp and dead. (AN…Ewww! I hated writing that part! Gross!)

The shooter let the gun hang by his side, satisfied now that the culprit of all his dead poultry was now dead itself. Turning, the shooter began a trek to his farmhouse and was swallowed into the darkness as he swung the front door behind himself letting it bang shut.

Only then did the creature venture out of the forestry and regain its flight over the meadows.

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Meanwhile in Bayville

Professor Xavier knew it was late and that he should return to bed, but he really didn't want to. He had discovered a new mutant, yet he had no idea what their powers were and, as Xavier had watched their movement on Cerebro yesterday evening, he had discovered that the mutant was on the move. As Xavier watched the mutant now, he followed their course and suddenly rested his chin on his hands and thought for a moment before muttering to himself. "If I am correct, the meadows they are crossing over now; the Shadow meadows, lead past most of New York and finish a few miles to the other side of Bayville…which must mean that they are heading in this direction. Most likely not exactly to here but around this area…interesting…" Professor Xavier removed Cerebro's helmet from his head and sighed; if only it were slightly easier to track mutants when they were on the move. He shook his head and slowly wheeled his chair out of Cerebro's room and went to his bed.

Yet, if he had only stayed a bit longer.

At the precise moment as he got into bed a screen showed up on Cerebro. It showed a creature running through the meadows then Cerebro's screen twisted so it was facing the runner face on. The creature was bent with a humped back as its natural form, yet it began to straighten and the hair on its body shrunk, its claws retracted into its paws that became hands and the hair on the creatures head grew.

Now the screen showed a young girl, her hair was a muddy brown and in two ponytails that stuck out either side of her head. She had dark green eyes, and was average height, and very petite (like Kitty.) She was wearing a light green, polo-neck top that had holes at the shoulders, she also had light blue jeans that looked very old and worn out, as well as that she wore black and white, worn out trainers.

The screen rotated the girl and began to process information on her; 'Rahne Sinclair, aka. Wolfsbane, 16 years old, born in Scotland, an orphan at the age of 8 years. Her powers are that of a metamorph, she has the ability to transform into a wolf, more commonly known as a werewolf. When in the complete formation she has no control, no recollection of her surroundings and has a complete change, both physically and mentally. Different states appear with this formation, when in the full-moon she becomes her full state with no control, yet without the full moon she can become a wolf with control, but not for long. When in the formation of a wolf Rahne possesses all of the traits and abilities a normal wolf would have. Rahne is also able to transform into varying degrees of stages in between a wolf and human, with the ability to be able to communicate with other humans yet with the traits and slight features of a wolf.

She is a young Scottish girl who has the personality traits of a wolf. Rahne is loyal, fearless, and very territorial. If Rahne feels like her friends or family is threatened in anyway she'll be the first to take action.'

The screen on Cerebro went blank and a small box appeared; 'would you like to save the information discovered on mutant 058?' but nothing happened, and Xavier could not confirm to save the discoveries because he was not there, yet Cerebro saved them anyway, but the problem was Xavier would ever find them or not!

End of Chapter

Oooooh! Well I thought I might leave a slight cliff-hanger there so I hope you enjoy! Hahaha! Well now, next chapter should be up soon and if not then it won't be that long, xxx.