A/N: Okay so here is the next chapter. First, lots of people picked ninjas over pirates which I don't understand. I mean have you seen Jack Sparrow. Anyway, lots of people were angry with me, especially a friend of mine, because of the way I left the last chapter, but I can't help it if cliff hangers add suspense to a story. So here is the next chapter and I hope it is satisfactory. Enjoy.

Chapter 12

When I found out what would be happening to me, I knew of course that something was going to become different about my appearance. Maybe that my hair became a lighter colour or my eyes became more animal like. I was not prepared for what I saw in my mirror that day.

Upon my head, nestled within the dark tresses was a pair of ears. Yeah, you heard correctly, ears. They were a deep coppery brown with white tips, like the kind you would see on a fox. Not only that, but when I had first looked at my reflection, my eyes were a deep brown, flecked with green before they changed back to their original emerald green. They kept on fluctuating between colours.

That was when I started screaming. The sheer shock of what I looked like caused the high pitched squeal to pass my lips which then caused Logan to burst into the room. His reaction was different to mine but still just as shocked. His body stiffened and his eyes widened if only slightly. Said body part zoned in on the new ears and confused eyes that now graced my person before his mouth opened as if to say something. It seemed that Logan was, for once, at a loss for words. Obviously he had never encountered something like me before and couldn't think on what to say. Not that it mattered anyway, since not a moment later, a loud knock sounded on my bedroom door.

"Hey is everything okay in there, Logan?" Storm's voice along with the rattling of the door handle came next. I guess Logan had locked to door to prevent anyone from getting in. "We heard a scream and…" She paused, "Never mind." I assumed that the Professor had spoken to her mentally.

When the knock was heard both Logan and I had turned our heads in its direction. Then, as Storm's retreat was heard, we both looked back at each other. Our eyes locked for a moment and, like when we had first met, I felt as though all the air had been sucked out of the room and only we remained. It wasn't until Logan spoke that the spell was broken.

"So…You have another set of ears. That's…New." He stated. He was still basically speechless but I knew how he felt. "Come back into the other room and we'll talk." He seemed to have felt nothing in the moment we had shared before and for a second I wondered if it was just me. But then I noticed his stiff shoulders and a small thrill went down my spine at the thought of him being affected by me. Before I could answer him, he turned and stalked back into the main room.

I glanced back at the mirror again to see my eyes still undecided on which colour they wanted to be. I huffed, deciding that I couldn't I do anything about it. I turned again and followed Logan back into the main room. When I got there, he was sat in the chair he slept in. His brows were furrowed in concentration and his lips were in a tight line. He had his shoulders slumped and his head was slightly bent. He seemed to be really deep in thought but as soon as I entered his head shot up and his eyes connected with mine again.

Logan blinked, once, twice, and then looked me up and down again before settling on my face. Then he spoke, "Your eyes keep changing colour." His voice was back to its usual gruff self but there was still something in there that I couldn't identify.

I ignored that and responded to what he said with more attitude than I intended. "You think I haven't noticed that?" My accent became more pronounced because of how bitchy I was being.

Logan didn't seem to react to my change in attitude except for the raising of one eyebrow. "Calm down." How dare he say that to me?

"Calm down? CALM DOWN? How the fuck can you say that?" I nearly screeched. "Have you been paying attention here, Logan? Look at me! I have a second pair of ears growing out of the top of my head! My eyes are having their own version of a mid-life crisis and can't decide what colour they want to be! You want me to calm down?!" My rant obviously affected Logan if the small wince he gave was anything to go by. However, that wince was so small that I wouldn't have noticed it if I wasn't a mutant. He clearly knew how to keep his emotions hidden.

He stood from his seat and slowly approached me. I was stood in the middle of the room, visibly fuming. He put his hands up in front of him in an attempt to placate me. It wasn't working. "Look, Natalee. You have to calm down." My fists clenched. "Listen you have to calm down before you…"

By this point he was directly in front of me and I lashed out. My clenched fist collided with his stomach and we both felt pain. Logan heaved a breath, "…do something violent." I pulled my fist back and he dropped to the floor. I looked down and noticed the four inch bones protruding from my knuckles.

My eyes widened. They were covered in blood. Logan's blood. I glanced at the man in question to see him beginning to stand up already healed from the wounds I had inflicted on him. Tears began to my lips trembled as I tried to hold back my sobs. I couldn't hold them back for long and soon began to sob full force, the effect of them being that my hold body shook.

Logan quickly wrapped me in his arms and made soothing noises. My right hand still had claws so I could only hold on with my left hand. He just held me and my tears saturated his shirt, then he began whispering to me soothingly;

"Okay, calm down now. If you're calm then you can think about retracting your claws. Okay?" He tilted his head to look down at me. I nodded into his shoulder before pulling back and taking a deep breath. With my free hand, I wiped my cheeks and then turned my eyes to my claws. I did as Logan said and thought about them receding back into my knuckles and, before I knew it, I felt a slight sting right as they disappeared completely. I flexed my hand to work out the stiffness and then glanced back at Logan.

"I'm really sorry." I said meekly. "I didn't mean to do it I swear." I insisted. I really didn't. I guess he was right about not letting anyone else around me whilst I was in this state.

Logan just nodded. "I know you didn't. I'm not gonna hold it against you, Vix." He was back to calling by the nickname he assigned me. He really wasn't bothered by what I had done. "This is why I'm the one who's gonna be training you. So you don't do any serious damage to anyone else."

I understood what he was saying. I would never forgive myself if I hurt any of my new friends. Then I realised something. "It seems you were right, Logan."

He raised an eyebrow. "About?" He asked.

"You call me Vix, which is short for Vixen, which is a female fox." I gestured to my new ears. "These seem very fox like." He chuckled. "Oh, what do I do about my eyes? How do I stop them from changing colour?" I didn't want to freak anyone out, not that I wasn't gonna do that anyway.

He shrugged, "Try thinking about it. Like you did with your claws." With that he walked from the room without allowing a chance to answer him.

I gaped at his sudden exit but then shrugged and walked back into the bathroom to see if I could keep my eyes one colour. That was where I spent most of the morning. No one disturbed me, so I assumed that Logan told them that I was resting and would be down when I was ready. When I finally gained my emerald orbs back, I decided to venture out of my room, all the while wondering how everyone would react to my new appearance. I would just have to wait and see.

A/N:

Well, what did you think? Bet you weren't expecting that were you?

Until next I shall leave you with this question Coca Cola or Pepsi? Bye bye.