So hopefully the first chapter was a good starter :) So please please review. Reviews mean the world and help me write and update faster and I wanna know what I can do to make the story more pleasurable for you all to read.

Just a warning, this story has dark themes in it. I think the first story illustrated that pretty well.

Disclaimer, I do not own the x-men. If i did, hell, the story would've been way different. :)

Alright! Here we go!

A small boney figure laid out on the dirt of the forest. Sniffles hear and there could be heard, coming from the figure. The icy blue eyes were filled with tears, trickling down, each one more painful than the one before.

"I have to go back" LeRoux breathed heavily.

"You can't go back" A deeper, harsher voice spoke.

"I have to see Logan" LeRoux sniffled.

"You think he loves you?" the harsh voice came again. "After what you did to him?"

"I love him" LeRoux whispered.

"Liar!"

"I have to go back" LeRoux replied.

"They won't let you. They hate you"

"No, you're lying!" LeRoux argued.

"everyone knows you're a murderer"

"No, no! Leave me alone!" LeRoux yelled.

"Murderer! Murderer!"

"Leave me alone!" LeRoux screamed. Her head pounded and a scream escaped her mouth before she felt relief. Her eyes started to water at the pain. She was weak and vulnerable out here alone. The pain inside hurt more than anything. As she heard a twig crack, her sense of hearing and smell sharpened.

"Bama" she heard a whisper.

"Jap" LeRoux looked around.

"Bama!" The whisper got close. LeRoux saw the outline of the large figure.

"Jap" She smiled.

Victor knelt down on his knees, surveying the scene of LeRoux curled up. "Can you move" he asked. LeRoux moved her legs, and then her back. She sat up and looked at Victor. "What happened?" he asked.

"I... I... don't know" LeRoux struggled to remember.

"Are they looking for you?" he asked.

LeRoux started to tear up at the thought of Logan. "I... don't know." she cried out. The tears started falling down, her head started to hurt and her nose became runny.

"Alright. It's okay" Victor said. He never thought he would have such a nice side. Guess the kid just brought it out of him. "Come on" Victor puffed as he picked her up. He carried her in his arms through the forest. "I won't take you back. We'll get a hotel room for a couple days, until you feel better" Victor told, but he looked down and saw the girl had fallen asleep in his arms.

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"Logan!" Storm called after him as Logan stormed to his room. Storm stopped at the doorway watching Logan pack his duffle bag. "Where the hell do you think your going?" she questioned almost as if she were his mom.

"I'm findin her before any one else does. Her scent led towards the highway, I'll look there first" Logan gruffed,

"She might kill you!" Storm argued.

"Good. Better than bein' alive watching her die" Logan replied.

"Logan, Please don't go. Please just let us help. Lets find her together" Storm pleaded.

"No! If chuck finds her and the other thing took over he'll kill her. At least with me alone I have a chance of getting her back" Logan moved past Storm. "Don't worry bout me. Hey look on the bright side, If I die you and Hank will have more beer to drink" Logan said almost with a smile.

"be careful" Storm started to cry, she knew she couldn't stop him.

Logan left Storm alone in the empty room. He made his way to the front door before he saw the teen at the door.

"Logan don't do this" Kitty stood in front of the double doors, hands on her hips.

"Half-Pint, Get out of the way" Logan gruffed.

"I'm not letting your self get killed" Kitty said.

"Why the hell you care?" Logan growled.

"Because I couldn't live with out you" Kitty sniffed.

"Give me a break! Go back to freeze and leave me the hell alone!" Logan snarled pushing her out of the way.

He was almost to his motor cycle when he heard a voice.

"Logan!" The blue fur ball called.

"Yes, Hank?" he asked, annoyed with all the people who wouldn't leave him alone.

"Let me go with you! You know I won't kill her. I promise. I don't wanna loose anyone or see anyone die." Hank said.

"We both might get killed" Logan turned to Hank.

"I want to help not let that happen" Hank nodded.

"You still got your bike?" Logan asked. He had grown quite fond of the doc. He knew LeRoux liked the blue fur ball too.

"Ready to go" Hank smiled.

"Lets get goin' then" Logan nodded back. The two burly men started up their bikes and roared out of the mansion's driveway.