I was supposed to drop Lovette off at preschool, but I didn't have my old alarm clock, so I didn't wake up until eleven. By then, I figured it was to late to go to preschool or high school anyway.

So, with Lovette in tow, I climbed onto my motorcycle Logan had brought with him when he dropped us off, and sped through the streets to the mount justice.

When we walked in, Black Canary was there, watching Artemis and Robin spar. I walked up with Lovette by her side, watching with vague interest.

Canary turned to her, "Nice to see you again."

I shrugged, "Where's Superboy?"

"He's in the kitchen with Megan, he isn't training with them today because if Logan's reputation is anything to go on, you'll work him to the bone." Canary said, smirking.

I grimaced, "I'm not that much like Logan."

Black Canary frowned, concerned. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah." I said, looking up at her, raising an eyebrow, "Why?"

"You just seemed upset." She said. "If you need to talk about anything, I'm here."

I frowned, "Nothing is wrong, and even if it is, I wouldn't talk to you about it, I hardly know you."

She shrugged, "A stranger is better than no one."

Megan suddenly floated in, and as soon as she saw Lovette, she broke into a grin, turning to me, "Hi! We were never properly introduced last time, but I'm M'gann, but you can call me Megan. It's an Earth name, and since I'm on Earth, I figured I should have one."

"OK." I said.

Megan smiled a little more, "So, you're here for Conner, right?"

"Yeah, first real training session." I said, shrugging.

"Yeah, me and him talked, he's sorry for what he did last time." She said, an apologetic smile on his face.

I stared at her, "Why?"

"Well, you said it yourself, he basically killed you." She said, shrugging.

"Yeah, but Megan, that wasn't the first time I've died and it won't be the last." I explained. "He doesn't have to be sorry, and I'm kind of offended he is."

"Why?" Megan asked.

Lovette spoke up suddenly, "Cause Mio doesn't need anybody to be sorry for her, she's tough!"

I chuckled a little, and shook me head, "No, because I can take it, and if I can take it, there's no need to be sorry."

Megan tilted her head to the side, "I never thought about it that way before."

I shrugged, "It's a lesson I had to learn the hard way, kind of my motto now I guess."

Wally suddenly appeared out of nowhere, "Your motto huh? Kind of unoriginal, don't you think?"

I shrugged, "Better than Logan's, his motto is bub, and snikt."

"What?" He asked.

"Never mind." I said, "You wouldn't get it."

Lovette spoke up again, "Do I smell cookies?"

Megan nodded, "Chocolate chip, in the kitchen."

"Yummy!" She said, taking off for the source of chocolaty goodness.

"Lovette, no!" I called, running after her, "Don't eat all of them!"

Megan flew next to me, "Is she one of those kids who can't have sugar?"

"No." I said, turning a corner, trying to catch up with Lovette. "I just want her to save some for me!"

I burst into the kitchen, seeing Lovette sitting on the counter, eating a cookie, with chocolate all over her fingers. Already?

Conner sat on a stood next to her, munching on some as well, and watching the toddler with interested eyes. Megan chuckled at the toddler's messy hands, "We have milk if you want some."

"Yes please." Lovette said.

Megan floated over to the refrigerator and opened it as I took a cookie myself. "Oh, we have chocolate milk too."

"Yay!" Lovette exclaimed, smiling and kicking her feet quickly in excitement.

"Don't eat to much." I said, swallowing a bite of my cookie, "We're actually eating food tonight that isn't take out, and I expect you to eat your vegetables."

Lovette pouted, "But I don't like them."

"Do you want to be an X-man when you get older or not?" I asked.

Lovette considered it quickly, "Yes."

"Then you have to take care of yourself." Mio said firmly, "That means brushing your teeth, eating your vegetables, and not just sitting in the bathtub, you have to actually use the soap."

Lovette gave Mio a defiant look, "Never!"

Wally laughed, "I like this kid." He rushed over to her, and held out a candy bar, "Wanna bite?"

She took it gladly, "Thank you Wally!"

Superboy turned to me, "So, when's training?"

"As soon as you get done." I said, turning away, "I'll be outside when you're ready."

I waited outside for about five minutes, and to me, that's to long, so any chance of me going easy on him vanished. When he did come out, he saw me leaning against a tree and walked over, "Right so, what are we-"

I cut him off by punching him in face. It actually did more damage to my fist than his face, but my healing factor was already stopping the would be bruise. He retaliated by backing up on step, and trying to punch me. I ducked under his fist, lightly tapping his elbow with two fingers, before jumping away. He charged me again, and I flipped over him, tapping his lower spine with two fingers again. He whirled around, and I had to literally bend over backwards to avoid his fist. I rolled away, and then jumped up, watching his fist collide with a tree.

He turned around, leaping at me again, and I ducked, avoiding him as he crashed into another tree.

He stood up slowly, and the tree crashed to the ground.

"First of all, your style is to direct." I said calmly.

"Shut up!" He growled, coming at me again with punches. I weaved in and out of them, getting frustrated he wasn't listening.

"You're angry, I get it!" I snapped.

He tried to punch me, but I jumped over his arm, planting my feet on his shoulder and shoving off, flipping through the air and landing on a tree limb.

"You're anger is nothing!" I screamed down at him.

He punched the tree trunk, shattering it. It started to lean, so I ran along the thick branch, jumping off as the tree fell to the ground. I grabbed the first branch I could, swinging off of it and landing on another, turning to see Superboy jumping up to meet me. I side stepped, and he flew past me, falling onto the ground.

I crouched down on the limb, "As long as your just sitting there, Sūpā shōnen, consider this: anger is nothing. You could be the angriest person in the world, and still be killed by my little sister easily."

He growled at that, and I continued. "Likewise, if I were to get as angry as I could at you, it would cut my abilities in half."

"Don't give me that!" He shouted, "I saw you when we were sparing, I don't know what you are, but you aren't human, and you might be even angrier than me."

"OK, one, no, I'm not human, neither are you matter of fact." I said, shrugging. "And yes, I suppose I am angry, and I know for a fact I am angrier than you. Difference is, I have earned the right to be angry, you have not."

He jumped at me again, and I side stepped, but he grabbed my ankle. How was able to move that fast?

He dragged me down with him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and neck in the full nelson, tightening them to were it would have really hurt a normal human. "You don't know me!" he shouted. I winced, my hearing, super sensitive.

I wiggled my arms a little, but he held tighter, not allowing me to gain any momentum. "I know you more than you think." I growled. "Superboy, former name, project Kr." His grip tightened, and I gasped, gritting my teeth to try and forget the pain.

"Clone made from DNA stolen from Superman, cry me a river." I snapped. "My sister Laura's a clone too, and she doesn't have this much rage."

"Maybe cause Wolverine actually cares about her." He snapped. Again, I winced, my ears were ringing. Didn't he have super hearing to? I'll use that weakness against him.

"Stop SCREAMING!" I yelled, and felt him wince. "You're giving me a headache, and no, Laura doesn't need Wolverine, she hasn't seen him in nearly a year. Last time she only came because he called her and asked her too."

His grip loosened, his confusion blinding him, "But, doesn't she want a father?"

"That's the thing baka, she doesn't. Their relationship is good friends at best." I suddenly yanked away from him, kicking him in the face and popping my claws, then slicing him across the face, "If she can stand on her own two feet without a father, so can you!"

He tried to roll away, but I stopped him by stomping on his neck as hard as I could, "Grow a pair! Loser!"

He lashed out at me with one arm, but I flipped away easily. He coughed, holding his throat in pain. A normal person would be dead right now, from a broken neck.

I breathed in deeply, trying to calm down, if I didn't, who knows what would happen? I didn't wanna kill him… yet. I mean, if worst came to worst, and I had to… or if I just got really bored one day and he ticked me off, who knows?

He rolled over onto his knees, coughing and holding his throat. I carefully and slowly pulled my two claws back in, one through each middle finger knuckle. Those are the only ones I need to keep this kid at bay. His powers are what he really relies on, and I can't have that.

"Look, you're a smart kid, even without your powers, you'd be considered strong for a human, and you've got some good basic fighting moves going for you." I explained. "It's not that hard for you to put them all together. Stop relying on your powers, cause chances are, you'll eventually lose them. Where will you be then?"

"I won't lose them." He said, glaring up at me.

"You know, Superman lost his powers for a while." I explained. "Wolverine told me about it. Good story really, for about three months, the man of steel was just a regular human. Couldn't fight crime anymore, couldn't lift school buses over his head, he was lost. Good for him he actually got them back. Not sure how, in case you haven't noticed, Wolverine and Superman aren't exactly all chummy. Point is, if that ever happens to you, do you want to be a weak child who can't protect his friends anymore, or do you still want to be able to hold your own ground?"

He hesitated, looking at me, and then down at the ground, before standing up, "You'll teach me?"

"If you're willing to do anything I say, without argument, I can promise you two things, within two months your performance on missions will double, if not triple, and, no matter what you do, Lovette will never leave you alone." I said.

He raised an eyebrow, and I shrugged, "She'll follow you around everywhere blasting annoyingly loud music, and asking you questions that don't matter. Make sure you have an answer to the famous 'What's your favorite color' question, or she'll annoy you until you figure something out." I warned.

He nodded, "Got it."

"So, you'll commit?" I verified.

"I'll do anything you tell me to do as best I can." He promised.

"Well, that's a start." I said, "We're done for the day, in a few minutes Logan's gonna call me wondering why my new school called saying I didn't show up today."

He followed me as I walked inside, "So if you're not human, what are you?"

"Well, other than going down a long and boring lecture on genetics, radiation, and evolution, I'll just say this: the egg heads tell us all that human's evolved from apes, and mutants are the next step in that evolution. However, there's actually a little debate in my family if we can actually be counted as mutants." I explained.

"Why?' He asked, "I mean, I know what a mutant is, and the X-gene, you seem like you can fit into that category."

"Well, recently there's been another piece of the puzzle the egg heads call 'the origin of species' when they wanna feel deep. You see, while people like Speedy and Bird Boy over there evolved form apes-"

"Speedy?" Superboy asked.

"It's my new nick name for Kid Flash." I explained, "Now don't interrupt me, or I'll grab your thong and yank it over your head."

"I'm not wearing a-"

"It's a joke." I snapped, "Or a threat, take it for what you will."

"OK, whatever. But if you start calling Wally Speedy, he'll get pretty mad." Superboy said.

"Well that's kind of the whole reason I'm gonna do it." I said, "Now pay attention. People like me, Logan, Laura, all of us, we're classified as ferals. Sure there are other kind of feral mutants, like Beast, but we haven't ever met anyone who has these," I popped the middle claw on my right fist, "Who aren't related to us. Basically, we think we're almost a different species. Instead of evolving form apes, we evolved from wolves."

Superboy's eyes widened, wolf. The name seemed to suit her behavior so well. Angry, dominating, fighting on impulse, the way she fought, her obvious want and need to be the 'alpha dog' even when she wasn't fighting, it was all wolf like.

I raised an eyebrow, "You gonna freak out on me?"

"No, why would I freak out on your?" he asked.

"First guy I told who wasn't a mutant and or family member freaked out, haven't seen him since." I said, remembering that night extremely well.

SUPERBOY'S POINT OF VEIW:

I frowned, I might not be the best person around at judging emotion, but I could tell, something was wrong with her. "Was he… someone special?"

She paused, "Can we not get into that right now?"

I shrugged, "I don't care."