A/N: This one was out quickly, but things plot wise might go a bit slow until my boyfriend gets back from his job in another state and finishes a character bio for me. Thanks for being patient with me.

Everything happened in a rushed blur. Randy rubbed his jaw before fading out of sight. There was yelling all around and Alexis spun around in a full circle, taking stock of where everyone was. Her teeth were bared in a ritus snarl as the boy fazed back into sight just off to her left.

"Bet you can't do it again." He snapped off before vanishing again. Growling Alexis lost control of herself…

It took minutes to get herself back inside of her own human-like mind. Panting she looked around. Randy was just out of reach, still fazing in and out while several of the on lookers were wounded with blood dripping to the floor. Many of them were gone.

"Is that the best you've got?" Randy mocked again. Growling Alexis trying to calm herself down. The teachers would be there soon to break up the fight, but Trans knew she had to put the threat down now. Please let it be Wolverine who finds us. He'd understand.

Swatting down to the ground, the female put her hands squarely on the wooden floorboards beneath her. She smirked. "It's only just starting." A dim light lit up from beneath her palms brightening as time went on. The smirk stayed on her face, as Randy started to faze out again.

"What the f-" He was cut off as he fazed back in, slamming into a wall with one whole side of his body. Looking around, he gulped. Both he and Alexis were inside of a four by four prison with ten-foot high walls. There was barely any light coming into the jail.

Panting, sweat dripping down her face, Alexandria turned to face the male. "You can try your little powers again, but it won't work now. You have no where to hide." The male frowned, looking for a way to get out. Alexis took her chance.

Running in the short space between them, she covered the distance with ease before her fists connected with his body. She didn't let up even as the walls around them were ripped to pieces with inhuman strength.

A rough hand grabbed her shoulder and threw her off of Randy and into a pillar holding up the ceiling. Collapsing, Trans huffed out air from her lungs, looking at the scene before her.

Randy was lying on the floor unmoving, blood coming out of various parts of his body. Wolverine was standing over them, pieces of Alexis' fortress surrounding his feet. His metal claws slide back into his hands, as his breathing returned to normal and Storm came running over.

"Is he alright?" She asked bending down, checking the boy's pulse. She nodded to herself. "Can someone get a medic?" One of the students ran off at the question. Alexis blinked a few times as her powers drained from her body, returning everything to a lower caliber.

Logan turned to look at Alexis before stalking over to her. Storm didn't have to say anything and Trans read both Wolverine's and Storm's face just before she was lifted from her position on the floor and carried out of the mansion, by one of Wolverine's arms.

Setting her down outside near the forest, the man backed off, letting the girl readjust herself. Finally after a few minutes of getting used to not having one or two senses heightened just a bit more than normal, she turned to look at the mutant.

"I'm not saying sorry." She replied, arms folded over top of each other.

Logan turned to face her, studied her face for a few seconds before lighting up a cigar. He's not going to yell at me. He really does understand… For once the thoughts in her mind stopped. The voices all silenced themselves. She looked down at her blood stained clothing and shook her head.

"Storm's pissed?" She knew the answer, but the question still had to be asked. Logan nodded. Trans nodded back to him. "Figures. Am I going to have to defend myself?"

"Probably." They let the conversation drop.

Within a few minutes Storm was back outside. The sky was threatening to pour rain and lightening cracked across the sky.

"You could have killed him." She seethed. Alexis nodded her head.

"Yeah, but Wolverine, stopped me before I could have the privilege."

"Alexandria, I'd hate for you not to have a place to stay, but we cannot have you beating students nearly to death," turning to Logan the woman spoke with a much calmer voice. "I leave her in your charge."

The man growled taking a threatening step forward. "Storm, you have no authority."

"I just did." She replied before, storming off. At least she's living up to her namesake now. Alexis mused. The clouds opened up as the white haired woman disappeared into the mansion, drenching the two mutants. Wolverine frowned, deeply, as his cigar was ruined from the water.

"Come on." He grunted and started walking towards the back of the mansion where the gym was. Trans followed behind the man in silence. It's not my fault. Well… I didn't have to let go of my control, but still… I knew it was coming and I still let it happen anyway. I won the fight. I put the want-to-be alpha in his place. My standing is secure for now. No one should mess with me.

Neither of them said anything as they went inside of the gym. Wolverine took his shirt off and rung it out before turning back to the teenager.

"I'm not going to punish you," Alexis nodded her head. "Just don't do it again." Again she nodded her head.

"Alright." The two of them stared at each other for a while before Alexis started stretching out her muscles.

"I take it, I'm going to have to fix the mess I made in the foyer." Logan nodded his head.

"Storm will most likely put you in normal classes as your real punishment." Physical labor isn't a good punishment for someone like us. The unsaid thought stretched between the two of them in mutual understanding.

"Hey, Wolverine? How long were you standing outside of the cell?"

"Long enough for you to get most of your frustration out." Trans nodded her head.

"I shouldn't have been able to do what I did." She said frankly. "I didn't think my powers worked like that. I really didn't say anything except the way it was constructed." Logan nodded his head.

"We often learn things about our powers in battle."

"Like you've seen a real one." The female mocked. Wolverine didn't respond, letting the comment fall. They both knew it wasn't sure.

"You can stop trying to arouse another fight."

"But it's so much fun." She mocked as the gym doors opened up.

The same small girl from earlier that morning walked over to the two of them. She gulped as she got closer and her breathing deepened.

"Uh… Miss Storm wanted me to give this to you." She handed Alexis a piece of paper. Glancing down, Trans took in the information. It was just as Logan had told her. She frowned and handed it back to the girl.

"Give it back to her and tell her it's a no go. I'll sleep outside in the woods but I'm not having normal classes. Send her my love." She replied with venom dripping from every word.

"Yes, ma'am." She responded before scurrying out of the room, her yellow sweater disappearing out of sight.

"You were right. The bitch tried to put me in normal classes."

"Watch your tongue." Logan snapped back, lighting up another cigar, hoping to actually finish this one.

Alexis frowned, glaring at the man before sighing. "I was coming to see you before that bastard- excuse me boy- interrupted. Last night-"

Wolverine shook his head as he walked off. Growling, Alexandria stood where she was. Be that way than. She muttered to herself heading back outside. It was still raining but not as bad as before.

"She must have calmed down a bit than." Talking to herself was one of the only ways that Alexis had found kept herself sane and the habit was hard to break. Reaching the tree line she headed in going for the tree she'd been at the day before.

At the base of the tree the grass and leaves had been flattened as if something had lain there for a while. Someone's toying with me. Any good hunter wouldn't have left tracks… though it's possible that I'm just paranoid.

Climbing up the tree, Alexis tried to get a good view of the surrounding forest, but because of Storm's clouds, even with her strengthened senses she couldn't make anything out. But I know there was something out there last night. I heard, smelled… everything. I'll find it tonight. Sighing she jumped out of the tree, her slightly bloodied-not her own-hands touching the soft grass for just a few seconds.

Time for class with Wolverine came much to quickly and as his punishment to her, he worked her in the drills, making her take much more brutal contact than he did any of the other students when he demonstrated something. Alexis took all of the fall, hits, and arm bars without saying a word. All of the class was avoiding her now, putting as much distance between themselves and her as possible. Which was perfectly fine by the girl.

By the time class was over, Trans had bruises up and down her body, along with little scratches from the sticks, but she didn't complain.

"Can I tell you want happened last night?" She asked once everyone was gone and the two of them were cleaning up the equipment.

"Shut up." He grumbled walking off.