I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE X-MEN CHARACTERS. I WISH I DID OWN LOGAN*WHAAAAAAAAAAAA* ANY WAY I OWN JULIET'S FAIMLIY, JULIET, DAMON, ALEX , THE ALICE IN WONDERLAND X-MEN GROUP AND J.T
Also I don't own Love Song.
Chapter 1: The secret: A few months earlier in New Bern, North Carolina, February 20, 2010.
I looked out the window of my family's Rover and I saw Jake driving the mustang. He looked over and waved at me, it made me turn away. I was mad enough that he made me move from warm, beautiful California to North Carolina were there was a freezing cold winter and I complete loath winter.
Mom said "Just give it a try. North Carolina is not that bad and it's filled with historical places and buildings." I looked at her and then back to the window.
"Fine, but I won't like it. Am telling you I won't." I said to her and pop my headphones into my ears. I played my favorite song from Muse, "Neutron Star Collision (Love is Forever)" to drown out the sound of cars, trucks, and my little brother playing video games. I REALLY hate my life right now, because of the mutants, politics, and school. Don't get me wrong about mutants because some of my best friends are mutants, but my stepfather hates mutants so I didn't tell him. Even my current boyfriend, Alex, is a mutant but Jake likes Alex, so I didn't tell that to him. My friends say that I could be a mutant too because of my how fast I can run, my keen sense of smell and my sharp hearing. I really don't if I am a mutant because I don't know who my "real" father is or was, he left before I was born and my mother never saw him again. He was in the Army; I know that because of the dog tags that my mom gave me when I turned fourteen. I pulled them out from under my shirt and stroke the name and numbers on it. It said "James Logan Howlett." That was my real father's name because Jake is my stepfather and I call him by his first name. Mom wants me to call him dad, but I want to call the person dad, who is my real dad. I think my dad is alive, but mom says we can't be sure about that because we haven't seen him since he left us.
Mom taped me on my shoulder and I looked out her window. We were here, the house was two stories with a fenced in backyard and a garden in the front. My little half- brother, Emmett, was happy about the move because he was in the third grade and it was easy to make friends in the third grade then it is in the tenth grade. The only really good thing about the move was my room and the bathroom. I also got a walk-in closet and my room is purple. My bathroom was like an old Hollywood movie starlet with a chandelier, a counter that rounded in, a mirror and two French doors that lead to the balcony. I started to unpack my clothes into my closet and dresser (The moving trunk was there before us, so my bed, nightstand, dresser, and desk were all ready in my room.) I pulled my pictures of me and friends, my lamp, posters, laptop, and my books, I was currently reading. I couldn't find my bedding and my manga. So I went looking for the box with my manga and my purple bedding. It took a good thirty minutes to find them, but I found them in the dinning room. I carried the box up to my room and unpack my bedding first. Ten minutes later… I placed my pillow on the bed, and tossed my new moon throw on the bed. I moved to the manga, I placed them in my bookshelf with my other books. I made sure they went from one to the last one I have in order. When I got to the bottom, I found a small sliver box that wasn't mine.
"Maybe it's mom's jewelry box." I said out loud to myself. I pulled it out and open it to see if it was. I found out there wasn't jewelry in it. Inside the box was photos of my real dad, I picked one up and looked at it. Mom was probably about twenty- two with her black hair in a ponytail, wearing a baby doll shirt, a jean skirt, and ankle boots. My dad was probably taller then Jake with black hair, sideburns, warms blue eyes and a small smile on his face. He was wearing black biker boots, a red and black plaid shirt unbutton showing a white tank and faded blue jeans. My father was handsome and was…. Gone. He was gone, he forgot me and mom. I looked at the picture and hid it in my sketchbook. I closed the box up and went downstairs to give to my mom. I told her I didn't look in it and hope she would take it. She took it and went to put the box away. I went back to my room and checked my phone. I had a text from Alex.
"Hey Julie (that's my nickname for him), Hope you got there ok. Listen, I can't do a long distance relationship, Sorry Julie" I reread it and reread it again. It wasn't my eyes playing tricks on me. It was true; Alex was breaking up with me over a text. The angry flew through my veins. It didn't make sense, why would he do that to me? He knows I hate breaking-up over a text, and he also knew that I was upset about the move. I sudden felt a sharp pain in my knuckles, it made me look down. I saw three, one and half foot metal claws; they shined in the light as I examined them closely. I gasped, my father is a mutant and that makes me a mutant. My friends were so right about me being a mutant. I learned quickly how to put my claws back in and thought why mom didn't tell me about my dad. I went downstairs and found her in the kitchen with Jake.
"Mom, can I talk to you?" I asked her.
"Sure, Honey." She said. I looked at Jake then back to my mom.
"Alone, please." I said towards Jake. She looked at Jake and was about to say something to him.
"I know, I know. Its women thing, I'm going." He said and lefted us alone.
"What is it, sweetheart?" She asked me.
"Why didn't you tell my dad was a mutant?" I answer her question with a question. She looked at me weird.
"What do you mean, Juliet? I don't know what you are talking about." She said to me.
"You know what I am talking about!" I yelled at her as I slammed my fist on the table. I felt a pinch and my claws came out. She looked at the claws and sighed.
"I hoped you wouldn't find out so soon. I was waiting for you to turn sixteen." She said.
"But why that long? I would have to find out sooner or later on my own." I said to her as I felt tears fill up my eyes.
"Because Juliet….." She started to say, but Jake walked in. He saw my claws And I watched as angry filled his face and body. Mom walked to him.
"Jake, calm down. I can explain." She said as her body protects my own body.
"Katie, I want that thing out of the house." He said softly.
"Juliet is not a thing! She's my daughter!" She yelled at him as she got in his face and slaps him with her hand. Jake raised his hand and slaps her across her face; I could hear the skin on skin connect. The tears pour out of my eyes.
"Mommy! You Asshole! No one ever touches my mom without getting through me first!" I yelled at Jake.
"No, Juliet. Get away, don't worry about me. I'll be fine." My mom says as she got in between me and Jake.
"But mom…" I started to say but she cut me off.
"I said GO!" She yelled at me. The tears were flowing down my cheeks and I turn to the stairs.
"I'll come back mom, I promise." I said before I bolted up the stairs and into my room. I locked my door and pack every thing I could grab and stuff in my backpack. I opened the window as my step-father was trying to bust the door open. I climb out as the door busted open with my crazy step-father.
"Juliet! Come here." He yelled at me.
"No, go away, Jake." I yelled back him. I jumped out the window before he got to me. I land on my feet and looked at the house. I took off to the woods and the tears kept coming down. I guess I was running for a good hour or two because it was getting dark. I sat under a tree and closed my eyes with tears still in my eyes. Then sleep came through out my body.
(Wolverine's POV)
Professor X told us to find a mutant who needs our help. Her name is Juliet Rose Howlett, the name sounded familiar to me. Her step-father kicked her out and tried to kill her when he found out she was a mutant. We need to get her other things that she didn't bring with her. Gambit and Rouge would do that and meet up with us. I, Jean, and Storm would get the girl. Let's hope the brotherhood gets to her first and she sees us as the enemy.
(End of Wolverine's POV)
(You're POV)
I woke up to voices, the whispers were saying.
"Storm, that's her." A deep, rich, voice said. I open my eyes and looked up to find two women and a man. I slowly got up and kept my back to the tree.
"Don't be afraid, Juliet. We're here to help you." The women with white hair and dark brown skin.
"How do I know that you are not here to take me somewhere to do experiments on me?" I said. I couldn't trust anyone right now.
"It's ok; we're part of the x-men." She said to me.
"Don't listen to them! They make up lies to get you on their side." A voice yelled. I felt a strong breeze and a boy with white hair slicked back was standing in front of me.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked him as I pressed harder against the tree.
"Name's Pietro Django Maximoff, but people call me Quicksilver." He said and smiled at me.
"Don't listen to him, Juliet! He's part of a group called the Brotherhood of Mutants. They think that humans should bow down to the mutants." The man yelled who was in-between the two women. I looked at him and my eyes widen as I looked in his warm blue eyes. "Daddy!" I thought in my head and I slowly walked around Quicksilver with my stuff.
"Where do you think you're going, cutie?" Quicksilver said as he used his powers and grab me by the wrist.
"With them, of course." I said as I struggle to get free from his grip.
"Why? You are better than them and we could really use you." He said as warp his other arm around my waist.
"Because they look more believable than you." I said as I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. He let go of me and crumpled to the ground. I walked backwards to keep my eyes on him, he just rolled on the ground in pain. I made it to Storm and the other two; I slowly looked at the girl with red hair and brown eyes.
"Hi, am Jean and that's Logan." She said to me with a smile on her face.
"Am Juliet Rose Howlett, but I guessing you already know that?" I said to them, but I kept my eyes on Logan.
"We should go before the other brotherhood gets here." Logan said as he picked me up and throws me on his back. (What am I a backpack?) Logan and Jean ran while Storm flew through the sky. We ran to a black jet and got inside it. Logan put me down and went to check outside. I sat down in a chair and went through my bag, I had my IPod stuff, phone charger, sketchbook, clothes, and brush, deodorant, couple books, and my new moon throw with Paul and the rest of the werewolves pack on it.
"Hey, kid is you ok?" Logan's voice said. I jumped two inches off the chair and calm down.
"Yah just worried about my mom." I said in a soft voice that he could hear.
"Oh, she'll be okay, kid." He said as he sat down next to me.
"How do you know that? And don't call me, kid. I have a name." I said to him and sat with my legs up to my chest and my arms warped around them.
"Sorry ki- I mean Juliet." He said as he ran his hand through his blue-blackish hair.
"Thank you." I said to him and looked out the window.
"Yo, wolfy. We got her things." Someone yelled from behind us. I turned around and sat on my knees to see over the seat.(Cures my shortness.) I saw a guy with chin length brown hair and burning red eyes and He had a Louisiana accent. The girl next to him had chestnut brown hair with a white streak in it and brown eyes.
"Thanks you, Rouge. Gumbo." Logan said to them. I turned backed around and stare out the window but there were nothing but, trees and more trees. I started to sing "Love song" softly to myself.
"Head under water
And they tell me to breathe easy for a while
The breathing gets harder, even I know that
Made room for me but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to
Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's
Make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today
I learned the hard way
That they all say things you want to hear
And my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and
Your twisted words,
Your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were
Hello to high and dry
Convinced me to please you
Made me think that I need this too
I'm trying to let you hear me as I am
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's
Make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today
Promise me that you'll leave the light on
To help me see with daylight, my guide, gone
'cause I believe there's a way you can love me
Because I say
I won't write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or break in this
Is that why you wanted a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If your heart is nowhere in it
I don't want it for a minute
Babe, I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that
There's a reason to
Write you a love song today
I softly rocked side to side as I singed the song, but it made me think about my mom because she use to sing me back to sleep when I had bad nightmares. I slowly felt tears fill up my eyes again, I tried to hold them back but they spilled over and rolled down my cheeks. The jet started up and we headed to New York. I softly cried to myself, so I wouldn't disturb anyone from anything. Why couldn't I protect my mom? I could have easily took Jake down, but I was too scared to fight him head on. What about Emmett? He's in the house probably looking for me because he's scared of his father. My little baby brother, I should be there for him. I started to cry harder and hiccups came out.
"Juliet, are you ok?" Logan's voice said softly. I looked at him and shocked my head no because if I talked I would cry harder and the words would be lost.
"It's okay, Juliet." He said as he sat down next to me and hugged me close to him. By now I was crying like those chicks in the parody movies, just not throwing a fit over it. I wanted to yell "turn back around, I have to save my mom" But my mom said she would be okay. Was that true? Is she really okay? And what about my little brother, is he okay? I must have fell asleep, because I don't remember what happen after that thought.
(Wolverine's Pov)
Juliet felled asleep in my arms as she cried. What happen at the house?
"Yo, Gumbo." I yelled.
"What, Wolfy?" Gambit yelled back. I growled in my throat. I HATED THAT NAME.
"How did the family acted when you and Rouge came?" I asked trying not to jump and kill him.
"Well, the step-father left and Mrs. Redbird, let us in. we explain everything to her and said Juliet would be safe with us. But…" He said but stops.
"But, what?" I asked.
"Katie Redbird was beaten pretty badly and she wouldn't let us call 911." He said. "Katie? Why does that name sound familiar?" I thought to myself.
"Logan? You okay?" Ann-Marie asked. I snap out and looked at Rouge.
"Yah Just tired, Ro." I said to her with a small smile on my face.
"Oh, ok." She said and turned back around to the front.
"Cajun, what's the mother's maiden name?" I asked to Gambit. Juliet sifted in my arm and mumbles something in her sleep. I stroked her hair softly and chuckled a little.
"It's Foxx, Wolfman." He said and then let a sigh.
"Why are you asking questions about it, Logan?" He added and turned around to look at me. He looked at me then Juliet and then back at me.
"It's nothing, you stupid Cajun. I just wanted to know about it." I hissed at him and looked at Juliet.
"But….." He started to say but Rogue cut him off.
"Remy, leave him alone." She said in a soft, sweet voice to him.
"Ok, Cher." He said to her and turned back around. I softly thanked Rogue and looked at Juliet's backpack. Should I really go though her backpack? I slowly picked the bag as I laid Juliet on the seat and sat on the opposite side to her. I pilled everything nicely and folded her clothes. I pulled her sketchbook out and open it to look at the drawings. She was really good at drawing, the first drawing was little boy, about eight or so, he was sleeping and the colors were done beautiful. I flip through it some and admired each drawing.
As I flip through it, something fell out and went to the ground. I leaned over and picked in up. The back said "KATIE AND LOGAN: AT THE AROESMITH CONSERT. YEAR OF 1990." I flipped it over and gasped at it. It was me and Juliet's mom. But, did I know her mom? I put everything back into her bag and sat it down on the ground. Leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, I rubbed my temples. Aghhhhh, I have a major headache now. I looked at Juliet as she turn over and mumble something about her mom. I smiled at this as I pushed a piece of hair from her face. Maybe the professor could help me with this?
The end of the first chapter! I'M SO HAPPPY THAT I GOT IT UP HERE AND I GOT TO SHOW THE WORLD MY WRITING POWERS! *EIVL LAUGHS*
LOGAN: Is Red Fox okay?
SHUN: No, she's hyper
LOGAN: atleast, she's not attcking me with kisses and hugs.
ME: Oh, Logan! *runs torwards him*
LOGAN: NOOOOO! NOT AGAIN *RUNS AWAY*
ME: LOGAN! COME BACK! I LOVE YOU!
SHUN AND NICO: *SIGHS* THANKS FOR READING. AND RED FOX SAYS R&R
ME:*KISSES AND HUGS LOGAN* I LOVE YOU!
LOGAN:NOOOOOOOOOOO!
ME: BYE-BYE FOR NOW.
Ok, wait you are wondering who the alice in wonderland x-men gourp is
Conner: looks like taylor launter
Emily: looks like Taylor Swift
James: looks like Zac Efron
Luke: looks like Robert Pattrison
Jeff: Looks like Ian Somerhalder
Sam: looks like Adam Lambert
Dean: Looks like Billy Armstrong
Reed: Looks like David Henrie
Harry: Looks like Jackson Rathbone
Nick and Allen: Looks like James and Oliver Phelps
that's all of them