Disclaimer: I do not own any of the X-Men, but I do own Morgan. Shs is my character.

Alright, I would like to tell you that this is Part 1 of the 3 Part series. Each part is obviously based on the the movies. I have added my personal touch to it so please don't expect it to me exactly like the movies. Please keep a positive and open mind when you are reading. Thank you.

Animal Instincts

Part 1 of the X Trilogy

Chapter 1 - Acceptance

Two children no older than ten years old were running through the streets of a Canadian town in the middle of the winter. The little girl had tears in her eyes and she was holding on tight to her twin brother's arm. She looked up slowly at the hand that was wrapped around her forearm. It didn't look like an ordinary arm, it was full of dark grey hair and claws were developing. She didn't know what was happening but she trusted her brother to do the right thing.

"Morgan," the boy said. "You have to keep up."

The girl pushed away her tear drenched red hair to look up at her bother. Police sirens could be heard in the background as the boy pulled his sister into a back alley. He didn't know what was happening to him but he couldn't endanger his sister. He didn't want them to take her as well. The girl held on tight to the hairy arm and hoped that it would go away.

They turned around another corner just to run into a blinding light. Policemen aimed their guns at the boy and were ready to shoot. The little girl couldn't see but the grip on her forearm was becoming stronger. She looked down to see a huge claw wrapped around her tiny arm. Her eyes slowly trailed up to see half beast half boy standing in front of her. She looked in horror at what her brother was turning into.

"Get the girl away from him," yelled one of the officers.

"Stay away!" growled the boy.

"Give yourself up and we won't hurt you."

"Leave us alone!"

Suddenly more hair grew on the boy's body and the police were about to take action when the girl stepped in front of the boy. Tears were streaming down her face and she wanted to help her twin. She didn't want them to take him away from her. He simply looked up at his sister and smiled. He gently touched her cheek with his claw before pushing her out of the way. Gunshots were heard and the little girl felt liquid splatter onto her face as her brother body fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Brother!"

Morgan's eyes snapped opened as she found herself drenched with sweat in her bed. It was rare that she would have nightmares about her childhood, especially about that night eight years ago. She didn't know why she was suddenly having these dreams but she was too tired to worry about it. Her eyes trailed up as her bedroom door slowly opened and her younger brother's head popped in. Jimmy was only twelve years old and had no memory about their brother.

"Morgan," he whined. "I heard you screaming. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she smiled. "Just a bad dream."

"Are you sure?" he walked over to the bed.

"Of course."

Morgan picked up her little brother and wrapped her arms around him. Ever since she was young, Morgan had been very protective of Jimmy and sometimes he didn't like it. But she was his older sister and that was her job. She was always there for him and she loved being around him. He was so full of energy and life even when he had scrapped knee.

"I will protect you from the bad dreams," he yawned.

"I am sure they are running away right now," Morgan kissed him on the forehead.

The sound of a loud beeping broke the silence in the room and a few groans came from under the bed sheets. It was the day every teenager dreaded. It was the first day of school. It was the beginning of a new school year and all the teachers were eager to give loads of homework to lazy students. Morgan's mother yelled for her to wake up from the kitchen but she didn't move.

Twenty minutes later, Morgan was rushing to get ready so she wouldn't miss her bus. She said a quick hello to her parents as she grabbed an orange and ran out of the house. Jimmy was already half way to the bus stop and he laughed when he saw his sister running. Morgan was done her orange when the bus turned the corner.

"You slept in again, Morgan," her brother looked up at her with big blue eyes.

"My alarm clock isn't loud enough."

"You should get a new one."

"Or you should be my alarm clock," Morgan laughed as she messed up his jet black hair.

In what felt like minutes, they had arrived at school. It was obvious that it was an autumn morning. The leaves had started to change and people were beginning to dress is warmer clothes. To Morgan, autumn meant training everyday for the Nationals before the holidays in December. It was going to be hard to get back into the routine but she was ready for it.

It was refreshing to see everyone after a few months of hardly seeing each other. The only thing that anyone did in each class was talk with their friends. It was great to hear what people did during the summer holidays. Some people went traveling, some just stayed home and some worked. Morgan was one of the many people who just stayed home and relaxed.

The final bell rang and Morgan was excited to finally get out. The first day wasn't as bad as she expected. She was just excited that there were only a few more months until she graduated. This was going to be her last year of collage and she was very relieved. But there was one thing about her day that didn't feel right.

"Morgan!" a boy's voice echoed.

She turned around with a big smile on her face as a muscular young man wrapped his arms around her. He was quick tall with thick blonde hair and deep green eyes. Jason had been her boyfriend for the past two years and he had been traveling with his father during the summer. They'd kept in touched over the internet every few days but either way, she missed him. He lightly kissed her on the lips as a welcome home gesture.

"I've missed you Jason," she smiled.

"I've waited the whole summer to see you smile."

"You have to tell me everything."

Jason told the tales of his travels around Europe. It seemed like he had a great time. He said it was different going into other countries and seeing how they lived. Going through Europe was his favorite part since it was one of the oldest places inhabited by humans on the planet. He took many pictures which he showed her. There were more than five hundred different photos of people, places and parties he went too.

It was pretty late when Morgan walked into the house. Her brother was already asleep and both her parents were in bed reading. She explained that she had been with Jason all night and that he was telling her about his trip. They understood completely and she said goodnight. She walked into her room flopped down onto her bed and quickly feel asleep.

The months seem to pass very quickly and it didn't seem long before exams. The past few months had been hard on Morgan. School wasn't the only priority on her mind at the moment. She was one of the best gymnasts in the city let alone the country. She had been training ever since she was thirteen. Her coach had told her she would never make it to the big leagues since all gymnast started at a young age.

Of course, Morgan proved them wrong. Within a year she'd completed all her levels and started right away in competition. Ever since then, she had always made it to the Nationals but never won. Her coach always told her that she was good enough to win anything. But Morgan always brushed it off.

But this year seemed to be different than others. The redhead had a different air about winning the Nationals because this year there was a trick. Whoever won the Nationals would be able to go the Olympics. She seemed very determined to get that title and go home with the gold.

Morgan walked out of the gym with a duffle bag over her shoulder. The walk home was always long but she had her music to listen to. She started walking down some of the public stairs when suddenly there was a sharp pain in her lower stomach. She stopped for a second to let it pass. It wasn't often that she had cramps after or even during practice.

The pain surpassed and she continued to walk. It had been a couple of minutes when she felt something on her leg. She looked down to see a cat brushing up against her and it was purring. It was really unexpected since she never had any animal come up to her willingly and show affection. It was a beautiful cat as well; silky ginger fur with some white and her green eyes glowed.

"Well, you're a pretty kitty," she giggled.

"Thank… you."

Morgan looked around to see where the voice was coming from but there wasn't anyone in sight. She figured her mind was playing tricks on her. It was late at night and she was really tired from practice. She said goodbye to the cat and continued home where she greeted by her family. They seemed very happy to see her which made her think something was wrong.

"Oh Morgan," her mother hugged her. "I was wonder when you were going to be home. Dinner's in the fridge."

"Yah, coach kept me for a little longer today. He wants my routine to be perfect for the Nationals next week."

"They're next week?"

"Yah," she pulled out a plate of food. "Apparently, the Nationals are in New York city, a few days before Christmas."

"So you won't be spending Christmas with us?" Jimmy looked up from his homework.

"We can celebrate it before I go."

"Yay," he jumped up and down. "Christmas before Christmas."

Morgan smiled as she watched Jimmy jump around. He had thick black hair and the biggest bluest eyes she had ever seen. Sometimes his actions reminded her of their other sibling but she tried not to remember him. She finished her supper and helped Jimmy to bed. They said goodnight and she went into her room.

She turned on her mini television and started to browse through the channels. The announcer on the news caught her attention and she put down the remote. Apparently, some where in the United Sates there were a few mutants that broke into a bank and took all the money with the help of their powers. Morgan couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Mutants were a totally different race than the normal humans. That's basically why she was studying in a medical school. She was hoping one day that she would find a cure for the mutation so people wouldn't have to face what her twin brother faced. She turned off the television and quickly went to bed.

The ringing of the telephone woke Morgan up and she stumbled to the phone on her desk. She wondered where everyone was since no one answered the phone even after the fifth ring. She finally picked up the phone and gave a weak hello. There was a little fuzz in the background but then someone's voice came up.

"Is this Morgan Saunders?"

"Yes it is," she stood up straight. "May I ask whose speaking?"

"This is Eric Formico. I am calling you to inform you that you have been accepted to the Nationals in New York City in four days."

"Are you serious?" she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"I am very excited to meet you in person. I will see you in four days."

As soon as the man hung up Morgan started to jump around the room. She didn't actually think she would make it. There was a big smile on her face as she called her coach to tell him the great news. But no one answered the phone so she just left a message.

Morgan ran down the stairs to see a note on the kitchen counter that said her family had gone out for the day. She quickly got dressed and left the house. There was one more person she wanted to share the good news with and she was hoping he was home.

The driveway of Jason's house seemed to be deserted but she could see movement in the house. Morgan knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. She could hear voices through the door so she slowly opened it. It was like Jason not to hear someone at the door. He was usually listening to his music or playing his guitar in the basement.

She walked through the house looking for him. He wasn't in his room or in the basement but yet she could hear voices. She saw a shadow pass by the kitchen window and she thought he was outside. It was the last place she'd think he would be since it was winter. She slowly opened the back door and her eyes grew wide.

In the backyard was Jason locking lips with another girl. She was wearing his jacket and they seemed to be all over each other. Morgan's eyes began to fill with tears as they turned towards the house. Jason stopped in his tracks as he saw her crying in the back doorway. He looked back and forth from her to the girl in his arms. It seemed like he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.

"Morgan… I-" he stumbled.

"Jason… I hate you!"

She ran back into the house and slammed the door. She could hear him trying to open the door to run after him but his footsteps faded as she ran through the snow. Morgan wasn't too far from her house when she had sudden pain in her lower stomach and she fell to the ground. The pain was unbearable and she had no clue why it was happening.

Suddenly, she felt something brush pass her arm and she looked up to see the exact same cat from a few months ago. But this time, there were two kittens with her. All three of them were purring and brushing up against her. Morgan wiped away her tears and started to pet the felines.

"It's you again," she smiled. "I wasn't expecting to see you again."

"Here… I am."

Once again Morgan heard the voice but there wasn't anyone around. It was like someone was behind her and said those few words than disappeared in a blink of an eye. She slowly stood up and walked back to an empty house. She didn't realize they would be gone all night as well. It was very quiet and she decided to relax so she headed up to her room.

Morgan walked into her dirty room and sighed. She had been so busy that she totally forgot to clean her room. But at the moment she was too tired to think about it. She quickly changed into her pajamas and walked over to her mirror to take of her make-up.

A scream escaped her mouth as she stumbled backward. Her eyes were wide and she was breathing heavily. She slowly crawled back to the mirror and looked into her eyes. She blinded numerous times to see if she was dreaming. Her eyes were no longer the emerald green they were this morning. But mixed in with the green was a yellowish color and her pupils were cat like.

"What's happening to me?"

A/N: Well that is the first chapter of my story. Please review because I would like to know if this is a good story or not. Thanks for reading and please review.