Ororo and Logan entered the Professor's office, and were once again facing the tv screen, showing them a mutant's face.

"I have another mission for you. I would like you to go and find this mutant... he is in great danger." The Professor explained to Ororo, Logan, Scott and Jean.

The picture was of a man in his mid-thirties, with sandy brown hair and dark brown eyes.

"Is the Government after her?" Scott asked.

The Professor shook his head. "Actually, no... the Brotherhood is."

Jean nodded. "Alright, we'll get right on it."

Walking around an unfamiliar forest with the rest of the group, Logan suddenly sensed another presence. His nostrils flared softly, taking in the unfamiliar scent.

"Logan, what is it?" Jean asked him, as she saw his claws suddenly come out.

"We're not the only ones here." Logan growled.

"Do you think its who were looking for?" Scott wondered, wondering how long it would take them to search through the deep depths of the forest.
Logan shrugged. "I'm not sure... just keep an eye out."

As Ororo walked around the forest, she slowly drifted way from the group, knowing that this was putting her in potential danger.

But she didn't care. She knew that she could take care of herself.

Branches brushed against her dark, form-fitting uniform as she walked through the heavy sets of bushes and trees. Branches that had fallen from the trees above were snapping lightly beneath her feet, but she was hoping not to frighten the mysterious mutant they had been sent to search for in the first place.

Unidentified sounds rang through Ororo's ears, causing her to muscles to tighten in nervousness. She was hoping that it was just one of the other team members searching, not knowing that Ororo was right by them.

But unfortunately, she didn't know if it was or not.

The pace in her light steps began to grow, putting her into a full-speed sprint, hoping to get away from the danger that she could be in. As she exited the enclosed area, Ororo came out into an opening, surrounded by the dense forest. She spun around slowly a couple of times, examining her surroundings.

Come out, come out wherever you are. Ororo said in her head, hoping that she could find the mutant so she could head home. The rustling of the bushes came, and Ororo's body clenched once again, now fully aware.

As she spun around one more time, she heard a low growl come from the dark forest. Logan, that better be you.

The menacing growl came once again as she stepped away slowly from the direction of the noise. "Logan, stop it. This isn't funny!"

A reply hadn't come from the stranger, so she began to summon a slight breeze, preparing herself. The rustling of the branches wasn't in front of her anymore, but was now moving around her. Almost like it was an animal stalking their prey.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp jab of pain go through her body as she fell to the ground. Ororo lay on the ground, momentarily stunned as she saw a pair of buff legs appear in front of her.

Looking up, she then knew that it wasn't the person that they had been looking for. It was one of the mutants that Ororo hated the most.

The mighty Sabretooth.

Still dazed, she felt her body being lifted up the ground forcefully, and being thrown against a nearby tree trunk, stunning her once again. Black spots danced across her eyes as her head came in contact with the hard, rough tree.

Ororo knew that she had to stay conscious. She had to stay strong. Still having enough strength to stand, Ororo began to summon the winds that she lost as she met Sabretooth.

Just as she was about to attack Sabretooth with her fierce winds, she felt a hard blow to her stomach, winding her. Looking up, she came face-to-face with the menacing Sabretooth. He grabbed her by the throat, quickly tightening his ruff fingers around her jugulars. Ororo knew that she only had a few minutes before she would drift into unconsciousness. As she tried to summon her powers, the last hope that she had of fighting back quickly went away as the air was quickly leaving her fragile lungs.

Leaning in, Sabretooth brought his lips up to her ear, his breath tickling her mocha-skinned earlobes.

This would normally be a turn-on for Ororo... a feeling of pleasure. But it wasn't when it came to a careless animal like him. A soft, but menacing growl came from Sabretooth. "Scream for me."

Glaring at him, she had the strength to gather the blood that was filling her mouth from the blow that her stomach had suffered earlier, and spat it at him, right at his face.

A loud growl came from him as he loosened his grip a little on her neck, letting some fresh air fill her lungs. Quickly sending Jean a frantic telepathic message, her hands wrapped around his big, hair arm, trying to loosen his grip even more. But it didn't work, as he just tightened his grip once again.

Suddenly, Sabretooth growled in pain as his hand was suddenly released from her throat, which would now have bruises. She fell to the ground, gasping for air, and she looked up to see what had caused Sabretooth to suddenly let go. "Logan."

Fury was in Logan's eyes as he dug his claws deeper into Sabretooth's chest. Finally releasing him, Logan dropped Sabretooth to the ground, kicking him once in the ribs.

But once was enough for him.

No one messed with his girl. No one.