Green eyes looked around the room as he ran a hand over the furniture, he didn't know what any of it was but if felt smoother, warmer then the cells he was kept in. His eyes went straight to Wolverine "This is where you can sleep or do anything as long as you don't destroy anything in this room." he told the smaller male who just stared at the room then tilted his head to the side. Hadrian sank to the floor onto his knees waiting for what he knew would come next but instead he almost jolted out of his skin when a huge hand came onto his shoulder.

"This is your room, your rules. We don't intrude unless if it is serious." Wolverine left Hadrian there on his knees. A heavy sigh left the small body with some edginess to it as he never had a bed before or a room like this to himself. Looking around as no one was there he could see or feel, it was strange not being cared for. He always had people watching him twenty four seven as he was a freak, a useless piece of trash unless being used for the normal people's objectives.

Green eyes peered around the space looking for any form of cameras or devices that were used to inform the normals about his actives and behaviour, recording his movements and speech if he ever spoke. He found nothing of the sort which confused him as did the man who was called Wolverine made him even more puzzled as the man seemed ruff with words but gentle with actions. Ever since being taken from the cell things he only had confusion with unanswered questions.

Being alone was more predictable then what keeps conspiring around himself, it had been a few years since he was last feed or had any form of contact with the doctors which made him think they forgot about him. He remembered being so still on the cot so he wouldn't make them mad at him but instead it left him to sit their by himself alone wih no one along with no food to provide for himself. Being around others who he now knew were mostly younger was slightly unnerving in a small way. He crawled under the fluffier cot which had enough space for him to lay on his side with his back pressed to the wall.

Eyes slid shut letting sleep which contained new and faded memories.

Charles sat infront of the professors in his school for the gifted which meant a safe place for anyone with powers to learn control. He had the mutants who stayed at the school the longest come sit in for the speech "As all of you are aware we have rescued several people with the x-gene from the facility but one stands out amongst them as he was held in a cell away from others for who knows how long. I will be chatting with this boy er man as soon as he wakes from an eventful day he has had. Also we need to keep an eye on this man as we do not know the extent of his powers.

"So I am asking if anything happens just contact me if you need assistance with helping our new found friend. What I do know is he is able to communicate properly through a mind link he sets up by physical contact. What he can do with this is still unknown. Other powers he may or may not have still need to be determined." Charles looked to those he trusted in the room to help teach the new mutant who seemed he didn't understand anything outside of a building from Wolverine's and Laura's perspectives.

Everyone left soon after Charles told them they could leave for dinner but Wolverine stayed behind to look at his old friend with a stern look. "He needs rules Charles. The little one thought I would take him after I brought him to his room you assigned him." Logan left the professor to sit there and think of what he said.

Logan knocked on the door before he entered the room which he found the small man no where to be seen as the bed hadn't been even touched with touch or scent. The room smelt the scent of someone who was extremely terrified which got his nose overwhelmed quickly. This was not normal fear he smelt but of someone who has been through hell itself for far to long, someone who hasn't seen daylight until they showed him daylight. He couldn't think of what they put him through but he remembered that he wasn't touched or seen other people in most likely a couple of years.

It was strange to think this child like figure was a man who had been isolated for years or decades just for some twisted experiment.

Green eyes shot open when there was a knock to be heard, it took him several minutes to realize where he was and what was going on. No one had bothered him in a long time until the other freaks who seemed to belong to the bald man in the chair took him away. He knew he was not normal and far from it as he was held away from even the other freaks as he didn't seem to age or grow like all those around him. Even the freaks he was caged with had grown in size and height but he stayed the same always the same never changing. He looked like a small child maybe around ten or twelve if lucky and most of the doctors thought it was weird that he never grew even wih his freakishness.

They never touched him like these people have tried to do, all touches would end in some form of pain either for a short amount or long amount of time. Touch was taught to be bad when he tried it but whenever they touched him it was ok if he didn't fight back. Seeing Wolverine in person had him terrified of the man as he smelt of feral and was broader and fierce then he could ever hope to be.

Looking at the man who was now on the floor at his level which made him tense in fear of getting punished for sleeping in the wrong place again as the lab coats had done whenever punishing him. He never trusted anyone even now he was very skeptic about these other freaks who seemed to be able to do things the normals could do. But there were limitations on their assumed ages as far as he could see so far.

Looking at the bigger man who was still silent until their eyes met, "No one is angry you slept on the floor bub. Just different is all and probably what your used to I reckon. How about we go for dinner and get something to eat." Wolverine got to his feet waiting for the other to crawl out from underneath the bed. The green eyed boy slowly made his way out as he expected the bigger man just to yank him out and forcing him to do what he wanted. But it never came as he moved out of from underneath the bed and stood up with hunched shoulders waiting to be hit for taking so long.

"All right lets get some grub to eat. I know after getting the other kids riled up in the practice room gets me hungry." Wolverine lead the small man to the dining hall again and had to look back to make sure the other was following.

Dinner passed in the same fashion other then being bothered by the others which everyone thought was a good sign.

A/N- sorry for the short chapter but here is an update anyway hope you lovelies like it. Sabertooth is not to far off from joining in this story.