Disclaimer: I do not own X-men. Only my characters. (This story is before Jean's death. Maybe even before X-men 2. I don't know.)
Chapter One: The Accident
White snow filled the lands, making everything freeze or disappear. An eagle eyed it's surroundings, in awe. It was her first time to see snow. She wanted to land in it, bury herself in the cold white. Do what other regular kids do. But the other part of her mind wanted to get as far away as possible. Eagles weren't meant for cold seasons. And especially not in blizzards. (a/n I don't know that Eagles are made for cold conditions. If they are, She's in a blizzard) It took most of her strength just to stay on her own side. Not the eagle's. She landed on a snow packed tree. The eagle looked around. No one insight. She fell off the tree, morphing into a Siberian Husky.
The dog walked along the icy road, weary of the speeding cars. Little kids were pointing at the dog. She made sure she wagged her tail and ran with the car for a bit. But she couldn't keep up with a car going sixty miles an hour. There was this one car. A blue minivan full of sticky children, who scared the driver by screeching at the dog. The driver slammed on the brakes and the kids all came out. They started petting the dog. She made sure the dog was friendly and licked every single one of them. The driver got all the kids back in the car in record time. They started the car up. She followed. She followed them for awhile and finally stop, panting. She turned and yelped as motorcycle's front wheel hit her in her side.
She opened her eyes. First she was colorblind then the color returned. She could tell she was still in dog form. Her side hurt and so did some of her legs. She lifted up her head. She was in a hospital like room on a bed. She was wrapped around the stomach and some of her legs. What had happened?, She thought. The screeching of tires, the pain, the sight of the large wheel came back to her quickly. The dog shuddered. The door opened and a lady walked in. Along with a man. She wore a lab coat. "Logan, the dog hasn't woken up for three days. It doesn't look good. Didn't you see the dog?" The lady sighed. The man, Logan, frowned. He wore a dirty black leather coat. dirty white T-shirt, and dirty pants with dirty boots. "No. The dog was somewhere beside a car and it stopped and well, you know, Jean." Logan answered. The dog twitched it's tail and a wave of pain went through the dog's body. The dog whimpered. Jean and Logan turned. "Thank God." Logan whispered. Jean took off the bandages and wrapped the dog in new ones. The dog lifted up her head. She licked Jean's hands. "Good girl." Jean said, petting the dog's head. Logan scratched the dog's ears. She had to admit, it felt good. She made sure she licked his hands too. "Man's best friend. They always love you no matter what." Logan sighed. Jean picked up a needle. A tranquilizer. She shot the dog and they both left. When the door shut, she morphed quickly.
She walked over to the counter and looked about. There had to be food in this place. She was starving! She opened the cabinets and cursed. No food. She turned and jumped up. Then took a breath. It was just her reflection. Her brown hair was mangled and knotted. Her tan skin was dirty. Her once soulful brown eyes were now tired and full of fear and worry. She wore a shabby coat and dingy, ratty clothes. Her side didn't hurt now, only in the Siberian Husky's form would she be disabled now. Broken ribs and a broken leg. It could be fixed but it would take time. But she didn't have time. She had to run away, from the them. She shuddered even thinking about it. She sighed. She should have listened to that one rule that her mother always told her. She closed her eyes. She could even hear her mother saying it. 'Now listen, Kat, you don't ever go with strangers, you here me?' Her mother would say, shaking her finger. She would always say 'yes, mom.' then turn around and roll her eyes. She thought she could take care of herself. Her human and animal side. But when she was supposedly given the chance to develop her powers and she went for it, she was flabbergasted that she was actually wanted... She shuddered. Maybe it wasn't right to think of this right now. She opened one more cabinet and almost cried out in joy. There on the shelf was a bag of chips. She went to reach for the bag when she heard footsteps heading for the room. She cursed, closed the cupboard, and laid on the bed. She quickly formed into a dog.
She felt the tranquilizer work quickly and before she knew, she was closing the dog's droopy eyelids, but not without getting a peek at the person who came in. It was Logan again, who was holding a dog tray which included water and food. She wished that she could wake up but she was asleep when he put it down on the table beside her.
Please review! Sorry it's short, I'll try to make the next chapters longer!