Almost immediately he was back with a creature that had the bluest skin, and longest tail I had ever seen. "Guten Tag!" He smiled at me, and then wrapped his arms around me, and the room jumped. I felt a spasm, and screamed.

Startled, he dropped me, and I twisted around to land on my feet. The serum had worked! I felt my elation turn to pain, and fell on my knees, blood gushing from my mouth, and I fought to hold it back. I felt hands holding me upright, and keeping my knee-length hair out of the way.

I fell back against the support, who said, "You okay? Somebody get the professor! And get a mop to clean this up!" I waved them away, protesting, "No, no mop. I'll get it." I raised myself up, and collected the blood into myself once again.

I looked up to find the professor, a bunch of kids, and a man with a weird hairdo staring at me. The professor said, "Well, I see you've met Logan and Kurt." I looked around, but didn't see Kurt. "Where is he?"

"He felt guilty and thought your…" The professor gestured to where the blood had been. "Your…attack was caused by his teleportation." I flushed and Logan said, "Anyway, this takes the cake for most interesting introduction. For the record, I'm Logan" He held out his hand.

"I know, David. And you are also Wolverine." I said. "I'm Hannah Carter, I think." He looked baffled, but I didn't notice, as I finally saw the hallway in which I stood. So that's what they meant by teleportation. I was in the middle of a school.

I followed the professor down the hall and into what looked like and enormous den. A T.V. blared in one corner and a foosball table rattled against one wall. Kids were everywhere.

I must have looked overwhelmed because Logan laid a hand on my shoulder and said, "Don't worry. You'll get used to them. The kids are a major pain, but you learn to live with them." We continued on to a door on the far wall.

AsLogan reached it, I heard a T.V. newscaster say, "And in other news today, the mutant terrorist, Sabertooth is still at large. He reportedly travels with Magneto and a woman named Mystique…"

She continued on, but I heard none of it. Sabertooth. The "He" I feared. My memory rushed back, and with it unconsciousness. I heard the professor and Logan cry, "Hannah!" As I fell face forward, the last thing I felt was Logan life me from the floor.

Q

I awoke again, this time with the usual fear. Logan, Scott, Kurt, and the professor stood over me, and behind them I saw Ororo Monroe (Storm), and Jean Gray. I tried to sit up, and Kurt pushed me back down.

"No, you haff nod de strength." I gave him my stare, and said, "Let. Go. Of. Me." He backed away, and I stood up. "I thank you for your hospitality and your help. I must go."

Logan grabbed my arm. "Hannah, wait." I turned and backhanded him across the face. He flew backwards and tripped over the professor's wheelchair, nearly tipping it over in the process.

I ran over to him, straightened the prof's chair, and helped Logan up, all the while saying, "ImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorry!" Logan shook his head as if to clear away the cobwebs, and I cringed, and then ran.

"Must my whole life be spent running away from something or someone?" I asked myself. I made it to the den before Logan caught up to me.