Okay, now if your character isn't in this chapter doesn't mean it's not there! It's just a bit un-realistic if all the OCs are suddenly paraded in front of everyone, but I will try to introduce most of them (the outcasts won't be in this chapter, but they'll be in the next)

I'm sorry if your OC does something that you think is un-characteristic but I'm doing the best I can =)

Disclaimer: um... okay, I basically don't own anything but my OC and the plot line.

Enjoy!

A motorbike and its two passengers speed down the highway. It was a familiar road, one Logan hadn't been down for at least two months. But after living somewhere for more than five years you tend to remember the landscape.

Small arms squeezed his middle, a signal the two of them had worked on in the last few days and he pulled over the side of the road.

"What do you want kiddo?" he asked gruffly taking off his helmet as he spoke.

The seven year old shook out her piggy tails and looked at Logan with bright silver eyes "Mr. Logan, I need to empty my bladder."

Logan growled, "You went an hour ago." When he'd found the pink clad girl on the streets running from mutant haters, he hadn't expected to be reduced to being a babysitter. To a child genius for that matter.

Logan hid a scowled as she got the annoying pouty look on her face, another habit of hers that he'd gotten used to. "But Mr. Logan, I need to go again because an hour ago my dinner hadn't finished making its way through my digestive system and now it has."

Logan rolled his eyes and wondered briefly why he put up with this "Fine." The bar on the outskirts of Bayville had closest bathroom, and after putting up with this for eight days, he more than deserved a drink.

"Thank you Mr. Logan!" she jumped forward and wrapped her arms around his torso, Logan stood there awkwardly patting her arms

"Yhea, now let's go kiddo" he said gruffly, the only other person that he could remember hugging him was X-23 or Laura as she was now called. Pushing the thoughts of his clone out of his head, Logan straddled the bike and kicked up the stand, handing the seven year old the helmet he'd bought for her a few days previously.

"Mr. Logan, I told you all ready; my name's Stephonie Ellise Sutton, or Stephie. Not kiddo." She said as she latched the helmet under her chin. Logan flipped her visor down

"Whatever kiddo."

Pulling on his own helmet over his head, he started the engine and waited until Stephie's arms were tight around his waist before shooting down the forest road for Bayville

*-X-*

Weaving through occasional cars and speeding up as soon as there was a straight run of road, Logan managed to make it to the bar in a record of eight minutes.

He parked the bike and waited until Stephie had slid off the back before getting off himself, she handed him her helmet and the two of them walked into the bar.

"Toilet's up the back." He told her, nodding to the far corner, she smiled sweetly at him then ran to the small door behind the pool tables.

Sighing and shaking his head the dropped the two helmets on the bench and rubbed his head.

"Can I help you?"

In front of Logan was a bar tender looking at him expectantly.

He cleared his throat "just a beer thanks."

The bar tender nodded. Soon Logan's glass was already half empty. The Professor wasn't expecting him until tomorrow. But, knowing Charles, he all ready knew he was close by now. He always knew somehow. The TV blared a message from Mayor Edward Kelly, So they haven't kicked the son of a b*tch out yet

"Logan."

Logan looked up, scowling as he saw who was talking "Jack." He growled

"We don't want your kind around here." Jack 'Shark' Marold curled his lip at Logan "I thought I already told you that."

Logan gritted his teeth and took another draught of beer "You called me Logan." He growled

"yhea, so, we want you out of our bar." Jack replied, clearly not get the point

Finishing his beer, Logan put the glass back on the table "only my friends call me Logan."

He stood up still sneering, "My enemies call me Wolverine!"

Logan surged forward, pushing Jack up against the wall at least a foot above the ground, his fist held back; ready to release three blades of pure Adamantium.

Jack grunted, struggling slightly, glancing at the raised fist "that's right, show everyone how dangerous freaks like you are!"

Murmurs echoed around the bar, people glanced at each other and at Logan warily

"Mr. Logan isn't a freak!" the high, sweet voice made a lot of heads whip around and stare at Stephie in confusion. The silver eyed seven year old in her pink dress, tights and slippers glared angrily at Jack.

Jack let out a harsh bark of laughter "what's a cute little kid like you doing with a mutie?"

Sophie bristled at being called a 'cute little kid' and Jack didn't see her pupils turning to slits and teeth turning into tiny fangs

"Mr. Logan was nice to me, and you're being mean to him." She said. Now everyone could see the whiskers on her cheeks and the tail peeping out from under her skirt.

"She's a freak too?" Jack murmured for the whole room to hear

Logan dropped Jack to the ground with a growl, he picked up the helmets from the bench and grabbed the seven year olds hand snapping her out of the glare she'd been directing at Jack.

"Let's go kiddo." He growled. Stephie's pupils went back to normal and the whiskers started to retreat into her skin as she calmed down.

The whole bar was silent as the two of them stormed out the door and walked over to the bike.

Stephie sniffed, "Am I a freak Mr. Logan?" large silver eyes were starting to well with tears and her pure white tail drooped.

Logan handed the kid her helmet and lifted her onto the back of the bike. "Never think that kiddo, you should be smart enough to know you're not." He replied, probably in the softest tone he'd ever used in his life. Stephie gave him a watery smile and hugged him again.

"Thanks Mr. Logan."

Logan grunted and swung onto the bike in front of her.

"Let's get out of here."

*-X-*

Bayville hadn't changed at all. Twisting through cars and through alleys, Stephie and Logan finally made their way up the hill to the Institute.

Coming up to the gates, Logan could all ready hear the students inside the walls.

He flipped up his visor and pressed the intercom next to the gate "Can some one open the gate?"

There was a crackling from the intercom and a flourish of noise "Alex! Ray! Stop playing shock-tag right now!" the voice on the other end somehow managed to sound mellow and annoyed at the same time "Hey Logan! Wasn't expecting you back 'till tomorrow!" the voice was low, happy and calm. Logan grunted

"Yhea well driving through the night made up for time, now can you let us in River? And send Ororo down to the door, I've got a new student here."

"Okey-dokey! Welcome back!"

"Good to be back, hippie."

There was a loud buzz, the gates swung inwards and Logan was finally home.

He could see a group of students playing mutant dodge ball behind the mansion and Scott's car was parked around the other side of the fountain, in desperate need of cleaning.

Pulling up in front of the mansion, Logan kicked down the stand and lifted Stephie off the back off the back.

Stephie looked up at him "You're not going away are you?" She asked innocently.

Logan grunted and took her helmet from her,

"He's not going to be going away for a while my child."

Stephie turned, and gaped up at the beautiful dark skinned woman with her white hair.

Logan nodded to her "Ororo, this is Stephie. Kiddo, this is Storm, she's one of the teachers here"

Stephie smiled at Ororo and took her out stretched hand "My name's actually Stephonie Ellise Sutton, but everyone calls me Stephie."

Ororo smiled "Come on, let's go find one of the other girls for you to share a room with." And she started to lead her up the stairs.

Quickly, Stephie slipped her hand out of Ororo's and ran beck to Logan, throwing her arms around him as best she could while he was on the bike.

"Thank you Mr. Logan." She whispered and then ran back to Ororo and instantly clutched back onto her hand.

"Logan, the Professor wants to see you, he's in the students wing." Ororo called back

"Just going to put the bike away" he called back, and steered the bike away and into the garage, parking it next to the X-van.

He grunted as he realised the end of a metal pole sticking out of the side of the door. Nothing had changed, the grounds were still the same, the humans in the city were still the same, and Kitty still couldn't drive without phasing through half the city.

Now if that Rory kid had lasted more than a day without making everyone think there was a giant snake on the loose, the world must have gone crazy.

Going through the doors leading from the garage to the mansion Logan made his way up to the students wing. "Mr. Logahn, ya bahke!" Rouge smiled at him from the room she shared with Kitty, Mellissa Byers waved from where the two of them were sitting on Rouge's bed "Hi Mr. Logan!" she said grinning, the two of them soon turned back to each other "Now, if you square..."

Logan, I'm in the boy's side of the wing

Grunting, Logan turned and made his way down the hall and could see the professor outside the Lovett kid's room

"Henry, that's the last I'm saying on this matter"

"But professor-"

Logan came up behind the professor "No buts kid, what the professor says goes"

"Ah, Logan." The professor turned his wheel chair around, he glanced back at Henry "You will be sharing a room a room when the new student comes, no complaints"

Henry scowled and stalked back into the room that he currently wasn't sharing.

"That kid's spoiled more than a two year old on Christmas." Logan growled. the two of them made their way down the hall towards the elevator.

"No, he is used to being spoiled Logan, he's not spoiled here." Charles corrected. Logan reached across and pushed the elevator button "I take it the mission failed?" Logan scowled and folded his arms

"Yhea, when Mystique doesn't want to be found, she doesn't get found." He growled

Charles shook his head, "Well-"

He was cut off by two blond blurs knocking Logan over

The two stood up quickly and glanced behind them "Sorry!" they said at the same time.

The two identical girls pulled Logan back to his feet and dusted him off grinning. One of them was holding a shimmery pink top.

"GET BACK HERE YOU SHIRT THEIVES!"

The girls squealed and sprinted down the hall. Logan was almost immediately phased through by an annoyed Kitty, she stopped and turned "Mr. Logan! You're back!" she hugged him, awkwardly letting go of him as she realised what she was doing, "Sorry I, like, gotta go"

And she raced after the girls "IF YOU RUIN MY SHIRT I'M GOINING TO KILL YOU!"

Logan shook his head "Does Multiple have a sister or something?"

Charles chuckled as he entered the elevator "No, Kellie and Keylie seem to have a mind link of sorts, as well as their original mutation. Go get some sleep Logan, from what I heard you didn't get any sleep last night."

"The hippie told you?" he growled

"River didn't tell me, I have my own means of finding things out" the professor said tapping his forehead as the elevator doors closed.

Logan shook his head. And walked towards the Teacher's wing. He bumped into Jasmine, Amara and Reiko on the way.

falling into his bed he fell asleep quickly

*-X-*

X-men, I would like you all to be in the Rec-room as soon as can. Cerebro picked up a mutant that's in trouble

Logan groaned and stood up.

Yhea, welcome home.

So, whata ya think?

The next chapter is Outcast orientated and if your OC wasn't mentioned much in this chapter they will in later ones

There's something that starts with R that makes me write faster (hint, hint, nudge, nudge)

PS: most of my updates won't be this fast (unless I'm motivated, *hint, hint*) so don't expect one tomorrow

Cya soon!

M-crazy ~.~