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Chapter 5: Family?

"How's Logan doing?" Storm asked as Jean entered the room.

"Fine, he's up, and trying to make a move on me already so, I think he'll be fine. How's the boy?" Jean replied. She hobbled over to the table which was situated in the middle of a very white room. The boy laid unconscious upon the table, which was made of metal and bolted to the floor. "I think we should chain him down or something, you know how Wolverine was when he first arrived. And I think we'll both be safer that way. Just until we know we're safe. What do you think Storm?"

"I think it's a good idea, we have no idea what Stryker used him as. For all we know he might be a mutant killer. Better to be safe then sorry." Storm replied as she walked over to where Jean stood, and looked down at the boy. He was about fifteen years of age, and Dark haired. "I'll strap him down, you start the analysis." She moved over and carefully strapped the boy's limbs down, against the table. As she did, she noticed his almost perfect tanned colour of skin with was blotted by the many cuts, bruises, and scars he had picked up over the years. He was a fighter, no doubt about that, but what did he fight? She shook her head as she retreated over to one of the computers that stood in the far right corner of the room, opposite from the door.

"Ororo (storm)…" Jean started as she limped over to the table, to find two very red eyes looking up at her; they gleamed crimson like freshly spilt blood in the fluorescent lights. They had an evil sparkle to them.

"Stryker's trying to use mutants on me now huh? That's a first; o-well at least this time he remembered to tell you guy to chain me down. That means more of a challenge for me." The boy chuckled in a slightly deep sounding voice, which had a cynical edge to it. "Why do you seem so surprised, sweetie?" he smiled.

"Umm…… we don't exactly work for Stryker, we're actually against him." Ororo replied as she crossed the room and came to stand by Jean.

"Uh-huh. Well it looks like Stryker actually got some cute looking mutants for once. It's been whattwenty or is itthirty year since there were some cute mutants." He sighed "so you guys don't work for Stryker, huh? How much did he pay you to say that?" he laughed; it was light and cheerful sound. If it wasn't for his dancing red eyes, you might think that he was just a normal teen that didn't have a care in the world.

"What is your name?" Jean asked, as she tried to get the boy off the topic of Stryker.

"Tell me yours honny,and I'll tell you mine." The boy replied as he twisted his head so that he could see Jean more clearly, "I think I like you the best out of all Stryker's experiments."

"My name is Jean Grey, and for the last time I don't work for Stryker." Jean answered as she walked over so that she was closer to the boys head, so that he didn't have to twist it into an uncomfortable position.

"Sure sweetie… well Jean, the name's Rylie, but everyone just calls me Draghen, and you personally can call me what ever you want." Draghen replied with a smile, he didn't even seem to notice that Storm was still in the room.

"Hey Storm, there's some…" Rogue said as she entered the room to find two red eyes turning quickly to see her.

"Who are you? You seem familiar, have I seen you before?" Draghen enquired, looking confused at Rogue.

"Umm… my names Rogue. I don't think we've meet before." She replied as she walked cautiously forward, unsure of what to do.

She seems very familiar… is she one of Stryker's… no she not with Stryker… where have I… "You know Wolverine! And have some of him in you?" Draghen said looking strait at Rogue, as he used his powers to see into Rogue's mind.

Rogue moved closer, red eyes are very discomforting when they look at you she thought "yes, I know Wolverine, he's a good friend of mine. And yes I have some of him in me it's a flaw in my powers.

"He's fine then? Healthy and alive?" Draghen asked, he felt he could connect with this girl. She knew how it felt to be different and not wanted. And she wasn't with Stryker.

"Well actually he's recovering from a head wound as we speak, but other than that he's fine and still alive. Why do you know him?" Jean asked, happy to see Draghen was finally feeling safe.

Draghen turned his head to Storm and use his powers to find that storm was indeed not working for Stryker. He then turned his head to look at Jean and did the same thing.

"You have telepathy, as one of your powers." Jean said after five minutes of Draghen poking around undetected in her mind.

"So do you… but it's still at basic level; it's not very developed. Mine on the other hand, could probably kill this ProfessorX person that is in all your minds, before he even detected me." Draghen replied with a giant smile. "So I guess you all were telling the truth when you said you weren't with Stryker. I can never be too careful. Stryker's been trying to get me to relax my mental barriers for years."

"How long have you been a prisoner to Stryker?" Ororo asked, as she let out a giant sigh.

"Since I was young, well actually Stryker bought me from someone else; sooo… lets just say for many years." Draghen replied, his eyes grew dimmer… and slowly turned from crimson to purple and then to ice blue. He noticed Rogue's enquiring glance "just another power flaw."

BANG!

"I think someone else's is feeling better, I'll be right back." Jean replied as she hobbled as quickly as she could to the door and out.

"So what did you want to say to me Rogue?" Storm asked as she turned her gaze from Draghen to Rogue.

"Ummm… oh-yah, Colossus came back and he's found about thirty-six of the students, and brought them here." Rogue replied as she tore her eyes from Draghen to look storm in the eye.

"This is a school isn't it?" Draghen replied, relaxing his tensed muscles. "Are you one of the teachers?"

"Yes, both Jean and I are teachers here. Have you ever gone to school?" Storm asked, trying not to sound too rude.

"Nope, between Master Keith and Stryker I've never had time to go to school. And I don't think they would have let me, even if I asked. Who needs school any way? D…umm… Wolverine never went to school and look at him, he's doing fine. Well that's not completely true…" Draghen paused for a minute thinking, "he was trained in the army, and then by weapon x as a mercenary… so I guess he kind-of went to school but it doesn't count. Does it? Because he forgot most of it…and then…" Draghen trailed off, going into deep thought.

Storm shock her head, this boy defiantly new Wolverine well, and wasn't educated. But he IS smart; it must come from his power of telepath… I wonder what his other powers are. She sighted.

"What's wrong professor?" Rogue asked; bring Draghen abruptly out of his thoughts.

"Oh nothing Rogue… and don't you start poking around Draghen! I would like at least a little privacy, two people with telepathy in the school was enough, now we have three. And one that can go undetected." Storm said with a smile to Draghen; and received a sort-of shocked look on his face. "What's wrong?"

"No one… well smiled like that, at me before. My mom always smiled at me, but I could feel her fear and hate. She did it just so that I wouldn't get angry. And Stryker smiled but his was more of a mocking sort that what you just did." Draghen replied, he could feel the hate rising in his chest… he LOATHED his mother. He pushed the feeling down; he couldn't let his anger control him. Not now and hopefully, not ever again.

Storm noticed the dark red start to take over his eyes again, but just as suddenly as it came it passed. One of his powers is connected to his feelings, she realized. And what if that power could take over him too? That was indeed a scary thought. She pushed it out of her mind, just as Draghen was pushing his memory of him mom out of his.

"Wolverine actually fell off the table, in his inpatients." Jean said as she hobbled in, followed by wolverine.

He smiled and let his eyes wander around the room looking at Jean, followed by Rogue, Storm then Draghen and back to Jean. His eyes stopped half way to Jean and darted back to the boy. He half choked, half stepped towards the boy before stopping. "Rylie?" he asked with disbelief.

The boy turned he's head away, and said nothing in reply.

It takes me sometime to write the chapters, because I don't have much free time, to write in. a chapter may take weeks until I find it complete enough to post it… sorry to all my readers.

MidLifeCrisis – great to know you will be reading my story, hope you like it, and I agree Terry Goodkind is a great author and has that effect on many of his readers.

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Dragen De Sanglant