Natsumi: Welcome all to mah first story. It's a pleasure seeing you here.

Logan: Oh, great, here she goes.

Natsumi: Shut… Up… Logan… anyway, this story is called the Willows, for lack of better title, and it's about a human girl named Kanaan (which, by the way, is Arabic, for those of you who are wondering 'What the hell kind of name is that?' and means beautiful or the promise land), her struggle between her biological father, Victor Creed, and her romance with Big Blue, ya' know who I'm talkin' about. Hint hint, wink wink.

Logan: Just get on with it already!

Nastumi: You're NEVER doing the intro with me again. Alright. I DON'T own X-Men, but Kanaan is mine… so please, enjoy…

The Willows

1

She wondered if they could save her.

The young woman placed her money into the slot, and dialed the number she had written down. It was afternoon, and people all about her were busy with their lives, not realizing the danger that they were in because of her.

Everything was muffled outside the phone booth, so she could hear the phone ring on the receiver. She huddled more deeply into her parka, trying to make up for the heat she was loosing from her legs being so unprotected by the long layered white skirt she wore. Her long blond hair that fell to her hips in large curls hid her face from the outside world, trying so hard to disguise her from her hunter.

'Please,' she begged in her mind, 'please answer.'

"Hello?" a male voice answered.

"Um… yes, is this the Xavier School for the Gifted?"

"Yes, it is."

She almost wept out of joy. "Yes… I need help, I'm… not a mutant, but I'm being hunted down by one."

"Can you tell me anything about this mutant? Are you sure he is one?" the man asked.

"Yes, he is one, I'm certain because… he's my biological father."

"Why is he after you?"

"Because he wants to see if he can trigger my mutation." She bit her lip, and got out the next part with difficultly. "He raped my mother because she came from a family with mutant genes, and he figured if the trauma was bad enough he could trigger hers."

There was a pause. "I see, she didn't mutate?"

"No…" her she closed her mismatched blue and green eyes, trying to hold the tears back. Here she was exposing her soul to a stranger who may not be able to help her. "But she got pregnant with me."

"So he's after you thinking that with the mutant gene in your background, you could become a mutant too." the man stated.

"Yes." the next part was going to be the worst to get out. "You… you may know him he… works for Magneto."

Another pause. "What is his name?"

"Victor Creed."

Charles nearly dropped the receiver when he heard the name.

"Sabertooth?" he said, not able to keep the shock out of his tone. He knew Victor was capable of great evils, but he never expected something as deplorable as this.

"Yes." the young woman's voice broke. "Please, I'm so scared of him, I don't know what to do, he's already hurt someone trying to get to me, and I can't keep running from him. I'm so scared of what he's going to do to me to try to get me to mutate, and what he'll do if I can't. Please… please help me…"

He could tell from her voice, this was no act, this girl was truly frightened. "Calm down, try to breathe slowly. Now, tell me your name." he beckoned.

The girl seemed to gather her composure long enough to answer. "Kanaan."

"Kanaan, that's a lovely name. Tell me Kanaan, where are you right now?"

"At the corner of Rue Lajeunesse and Rue Jarry East." she answered.

"In Montreal? Canada?"

"Yes."

"Can you stay in the immediate area?"

"I can try… if I can't, then I'll call back and update you on my position."

"Good, try to lie as low as possible, we're coming for you."

He heard a sob of what sounded like relief. "Thank you."

"Don't worry, we'll be there as soon as possible." he hung up the phone, and called out to his team telepathically.

'X-Men, come up to my study, I have a special mission for you…'

Natsumi: Well? Whatdda think? Bit cryptic here, a little dark there.

Logan: You're a sick bitch.

Charles: Logan, language.

Logan: We're not at the school.

Natsumi: Doesn't matter, 'cause I'm taller than you.

Logan: Yeah, but these muscles can pop your head off like a bottle cap.

Natsumi: 0.o; okay... Well, I'd appreciate if you'd read and review, if not, that's okay, I don't either when I read fics.

Logan: Do it or she'll sit in a corner and cry like a sissy, and I don't need to put up with that.

Natsumi: Whatev. Chapter two on the way!