Chapter 1

Title: Shadow's are darker when you can't see them

Author: Revelation
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Rating: NC-15 for now, to be on the safe side, will involve violence and sex later on

Song inspiration: Ben Moody (feat. Anastacia)- Everything Burns

>Telepathic communications.
Thought's

Turning the pages of her novel Jade, enjoying the quite emptiness of the mansion, spared a quick glance out the library's grand windows, only to see the beginnings of a small storm brewing outside of the X-men's Westchester mansion, as it started to send rain tapping on the window. Ororo had taken her geography camp up to the mountains for the weekend to observe weather patterns; they were in for a treat.

"Wonder if the rains 'Ro's doing.." She muttered to herself and went back to reading. The escape from the masses wasn't just with the assistance from the novel tonight, the fact that the mansion was completely empty for the evening made the escapism of the book almost redundant. Starting the final chapter of the book as the clock clicked over to 2:45 the glorious silences were broken, silence no longer echoed in the halls, a real one replaced it, the heavy steps heading up towards Jade. A low barely audible growl escaped Jade's lips as the smell of liquor, cheap perfume and cigars that made up the unmistakable scent that was Logan's.

"What are you still doing up?" he muttered from the far end of a shelf.

"What were you doing out?" Jade replied calmly not even looking up from the pages of the book. Logan just crossed his arms and stood there, he'd had a rough night. And her attitude was grating against is temper turning it into a well sharpened blade. Jade looked up and raised an eyebrow at him. "You want something further?"

"You, in bed, now."

"Bit eager aren't we?" she smirked "Most men at least by a girl a drink first."

"Look, the prof and Scott may let you get away with that attitude but your not going to win any brownie points with me just because you can rub him the wrong way." Jade put her book down.

"What? You think that just because Jean and Scott are away that I'm going to follow your orders? You think I'm insubordinate to Mr Summers just to tick him off and now he's away I'll going to just roll over and play nice? You think I'm on your side? I don't have a side, because no one's on mine." Logan just let out a glow menacing growl; he wasn't going to get into a yelling match with this little MTV drama queen.

"Fine… jeez.. I'm going." Swinging her legs off the chair and left for her room muttering about Logan's requirements to go and fine some entertaining personal relief.

Quietly storming up the stairs Jade hesitated at Jarred's door, it would be at this point to rage with him about Logan, she'd started passing his door every time Logan ticked her off, though whether she would go in for her rants were less frequent then disputes between her and Logan. Though, technically, the girls were allowed in the boys rooms with closed doors, or visa versa once in a while, as long as the conversation was audible the teachers turned a blind eye. At least she was making friends. Jade was one of the longest residents of the institute; she was also one of the most reclusive, though a little foursome that had slowly been developing had helped Jade drop her guard. Jade put her hand to the door and let it slide away, he wasn't here tonight to rant to, Jade let out a long slow breath and continued down to her own room, she leaned on it after it closed. She let her gaze sweep the room, it was larger then Jarred's but then again so were all the rooms of the permanent residents, all the kiddies that didn't have a home to go back to. Pushing herself off the door Jade let her self flop onto her bed kicking off her shoes as she went. Jade just lay there, staring at her roof before reaching over to the phone on her bedside table and typed Jarred's number in, but it rang Jade hung up as a wave of frustration hit her and she tossed the phone into her pillows, pulling off her top Jade let it fall to the floor, her wings dropped as she pushed up one of the large windows and sat in her window box letting the ran fall onto her skin, it eased the tension in her shoulders, after a while Jade got up and turned on some music, something that thumped, it didn't matter what it was, it ended up being Beethoven.

"Real rebel you." She muttered grabbing a bottle of vodka out of the back of her cupboard, another thing that wasn't allowed but she got away with, or at least the Professor let her get away with, the others didn't know, somehow she doubted any of the teachers would allow for underage drinking, even though back 'home' she was legal, barely... Putting a cigarette in her mouth Jade sat back down with the soft rain falling and put her feet up, the rain numbed her outsides, while the smoke and the vodka burned away her insides. Not that either would have a permanent health risk to her; the healing factor took care of that. But no matter how much she drank, or smoked it never seemed to burn out what was going on inside, it did dull the edges though. Time was meant to heal all wounds it had been eight years since her mother had died, it still hurt just as much. Jade looked at her reflection in the mirror, a green haired monster stared back at her, one with pointed ears and pointed fangs.

"Ahhhh!." Jade yelled as she put her hand through the glass, she looked at her hand, at the blood and the glass as she pulled shards from her hand and watched it heal. She'd had the same reaction twice now she thought about it when she'd 'first' saw her reflection the morning she woke up and knew she was no longer going to have a normal life. The first time was when she was about nine, waking up seeing herself in the mirror, hearing a scream, then feeling a large amount of pain in her back, the screams were hers, as she woke up to see that her eyes were no longer the walnut colour her mum loved so much they were a dark green, her hair was green now too and her ears and teeth her pointed, the pain had come from her wings ripping out from under the skin, they were not the seven foot diameter they were now, they'd been tiny, but it still had hurt, she remembered her mum holding her as the wound's healed over in a matter of minutes. It was long after that when their house was attacked, and her mother had been killed protecting her. That was one of the memories she had before she woke up in some stranger's house 3 years later, she remembered packing up the house, selling it, putting things into storage and moving to the US, that's when things got fuzzy. Jade got up, she was angry now, the rage inside was hard to contain again, if only Logan had left her alone, that's why she hadn't been forced to join the geography class on the trip or the one to NYC for the Senate hearing, Jade had been reaching boiling point all week, this had been her chance to cool down get things under control again.

"But no, Runt has to come in and push me about, like I need some baby sitter." Jade growled loudly again, maybe in some way hoped to gain the Wolverine's attention, she was gunning for a fight and he would most likely give her one if she pushed hard enough. Jade extended her claws, all four inches of them, they looked more like thick long figure nails, she took a swipe at one of the bed posts, and crumpled on the floor, she hated being so angry all the time, she sat there, panting before she crawled over to her bed side dresser and opened the top draw and took two of the pills Xavier had given her, sedatives he'd called them, they were animal tranquilizers. Pulling off her pants jade striped down and climbed into bed, leaving the window open. Jade lay there twisting the sheets up around her and started to cry, she hated this, she hated that there was also three years of her life that was missing, that added to the pain. But it's almost impossible to fight an enemy you cant see.