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ok, i hope you like it, i was sorta hypery crazy whilst writing this and may be a bit vengeful... ok alot but so what, everyone has to have an evil side right?

Ayla pulled her short dark brown hair into spikes at the back, and left her long, black and lime bangs hanging loosely over her eyes, occasionally moving them so she could see. She was 17 years old, short for her age, but she always made up for that in her style and intelligence. Normally, she would have been in grade 12, just like her friends, but she had already completed all of the courses in academic with the highest marks in her class. Now all she had to do was wait for graduation this year and she would go to university during the day instead of night classes.

She sighed sadly; she'd have to wait another whole year before she could apply for a job, then she would have to continue her university courses over the internet, a few extra night courses here and there, basically she'd be an insomniac in a few years time at this rate. She walked out the door with her mp3 player blaring the sounds of simple plan into her ears, walking down the street humming to the tune.

Mean while….

Xavier exited cerebro; he had been following a mutant whose powers were great, but hidden well. He had been trying to figure out what was so familiar about her, as if he had seen her someplace before, he just couldn't put a finger on it. He wheeled down the hallway to his office, still contemplating who the mystery girl could be. He ran into Logan along the way, nodding his hello and continuing along. About 20 feet down the hall, Xavier stopped in his tracks, Ayla Alexandria James, that's her name! Xavier thought, wheeling around. "Logan, would you mind getting Ororo, and Kurt? Bring them to my office, I have someone I would like to go and retrieve."

The day was going by slowly, and Ayla couldn't wait until after school so she and her friends could practice their band. It wasn't a bad band, together they worked really well, and they had already about 50 people listening to it, the numbers would surely rise throughout each month. She'd finished her work and was now moving on to her 3rd drawing of the day, this time it was of an icy lake, evergreen pines surrounding it and a dam that used to hold the water back, but now served as a filter to only let a few things into the lake. The midnight sky was dotted with silvery stars and if you looked closely, you could even see the faint impression of a face in the moon. If you appreciated the picture enough to notice the shadow foot prints in the snow, you might follow them to their owner, a shadowy man, who looked across the icy lake with sorrow. Ayla always drew pictures from flashes that would come to her at random, it didn't seem to matter where she was, and he always seemed to always suffer from some sort of pain, no matter what picture she drew him in.

She sighed, got up just as the bell rang, packed her stuff away and headed to gym, her most hated subject. She quietly changed into her gym uniform, consisting of a pair of dark blue loose shorts and a white shirt with the school's logo on it. Everyone lined up in order as the teacher began to list out her orders, the regular 20 push ups, and then two people would be picked to chose teams for this terms game, basketball. Even if Ayla was first to finish the push ups, she'd still be picked last. No one wanted her on their team, and since none of her friends were in this class, it gave the teams fair inventive to make life hard for her. "Caitlyn" "Diana" "Sam" "Julie" Those were some of the names called, then there would be a little fight on which team would be stuck with Ayla and in the end, Ayla was stuck on Danielle's team. 'Great just bloody freaking great' Ayla thought as the teams went to their sides and the games begun.

Meanwhile in a car some odd minutes away….

"So chuck, you won't mind explaining why you think this has something to do with my past?" One annoyed Wolverine asked as kindly as possible when one hasn't been told what's going on. "Logan, I do wish that you would promise to keep quiet and remain calm please." Charles began, "I do believe that from that one time I searched your mind before, I seen only a few glimpses of a little girl. That little girl was named Ayla Alexandria James; I didn't think that she could be what I thought her originally to be so I searched for her n cerebro to see if I could find her. It turns out Logan, that your true name is Logan James, not James Logan, and this girl, just happens to be your-" "What are you trying to say Chuck? That I have a daughter?" Logan said questionably, his voice shaking on the last word as they pulled onto the road the school was on. Charles sighed heavily, he'd been expecting this. "Yes, and until now, she's kept her powers hidden extremely well which means she might be hard to reason with, just like you" Charles finished, Logan rolled his eyes, clearly not amused by the last sentence.

Ayla glared at the floor as she raced down the court, spiked hair whirring back a bit at the speed she was traveling. She felt someone slam her to the floor and take the ball with them as she turned to shoot the basket in. Her thoughts ran rabid for a few seconds before Ayla collected herself and went to glare at Julie, who was the person who had slammed her to the ground. Of course, the coach turned a blind eye to the fall, congratulating Julie on a nice score. Just then, Ayla felt a pull in her shoulder blades, damn I, I will not lose control! Ayla scolded herself for letting her emotions get the better of her, even if it was for just a second, she had learned that one second could mean a lot to a person from her past experiences. She got up quickly with the use of her right arm, spinning on the ball of her heel and dashing off to attempt at getting the ball again. That was cut short when she heard two people enter the gym, there was another in a wheel chair also, but Ayla tried her best to ignore this odd feeling she had in her head about them.

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please reveiw,it's myfirst x men fan fic!