Sorry I haven't updated in forever! Been busy with a lot of things. I hope I'll now have time to update more. Also, this chapter will have a spin-off with another story I have been writing, so I'll try and post that one up too. Review please! And now for the story!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN X-MEN

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Storm, Kara, and the rest of the team had arrived at the mansion, and had Kara go to the infirmary where she laid on the bed. Within seconds she was asleep. Storm and Logan were looking over the scans, and blood tests that they had made to see if she had anything in her blood-stream. And she did. Storm was not too happy about the outcome.

"Those Bastards!" she was talking to Logan. "Who the hell do they think they are? They injected her with all kinds of shit to see how well her immune system works, leaving her in a traumatic state. No wonder she freaked out when we tried to bring her here. They left her paranoid of everything, -not that I would blame her."

Logan was looking at the scans, not really knowing what he was looking at; though he did see a faint outline of some metal on her bones. Storm jut kept up a stream of profanities, saying how inhuman the tests were.

"I have a feeling this is Stryker's doing," Logan said quietly.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"The structure of the metal on her bones, they're the same as mine. I saw the tests a long time ago when Jean scanned me. They looked exactly the same."

Strom looked at Logan surprisingly. One, she never thought he would be able to talk about Jean again since the Alcatraz incident, and two, she never knew that he knew this knowledge.

Seeing the disbelief in Storm's eyes Logan said, "Hey, you never give me enough credit. I do pay attention sometimes." He looked back at the scans. "The thing is, though, that even though this was Stryker's doing, someone else is injecting her with shit. Stryker never did any of that crap, and since he's dead, he can't have done it anyway. These injections are fresh."

"Yeah…I wonder what the extent of her powers are, allowing her to resist most of these shots. The normal human or mutant wouldn't be able to withstand half of these."

Logan looked at her and asked, "What exactly are her powers?"

"Well, from what I gathered, is that, as long as she is in range of another mutant, she can replicate their power, and keep it for future use. I also think, she can double or triple the magnitude of the power, too."

"Damn. What is she level four?"

"Actually, she's a level five. She's the only other level five that I've heard of. That's why it was important that she went with us. Imagine what would have happened if Magneto gotten her?"

"Well good thing, Magneto doesn't have powers anymore."

"He's evil enough to get her on his side, and train her to destroy all humans, possibly the world."

Storm walked around Logan and picked up a plain manila folder. "She had this with her. It looks like some sort of profiles of other mutants." Logan opened the folder and was going through the papers. With each one his face grew paler. He closed the folder rather forcefully and walked to the bed where Kara was. Storm followed curious at his behavior. She was taken by surprise when he shook Kara awake. She was startled at the rude awakening, and got even more frightened by Logan's questions.

"Where the hell did you get these?" He was visibly trying not to punch something.

"I s-s-tole i-it. F-f-rom the l-lab." Kara was shaking.

"Have you ever seen these people?" Logan was motioning to the folder.

"N-no! I never even looked at it! I'm s-sorry!" She was crying now, and Storm was at her side in an instant. "Sssh. What the hell are you thinking Logan?"

Logan just walked out of the infirmary, leaving the folder on the floor.

She gave Kara something to help her sleep, apologizing for Logan's behavior. When Kara was out of it, Storm picked up the folder. In it were 7 papers of different mutants. It had everything about the persons; where they lived, how old they are, their name, and more. Storm looked through all of them, wondering what had made Logan tick, when her eyes fell on the last profile. It was by far the shortest one there, with only a name, hometown, gender and what their power was. It was a young man of only 19, from Alberta Canada, and the powers were very familiar. Super-healing and Super human strength. But the name was nothing familiar to her. Yet it was this one that Logan had sparked at. The name was James Howlett.

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If you don't know who James Howlett is, then read the comics, or go to Wikipedia.