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The Institute, 3rd POV

Jack stared at the stars above, smiling softly.

The raven teen had taken refuge on the roof after Kitty had started baking. He had heard the warnings from the others, and decided it was best to be safe instead of sorry.

So now he was laying there, arms folded behind his head as a pillow, and one leg bent while the other was strait.

"Hey, Pup. What're ya doin' up here?"

Jack shifted, looking over and smiling at Logan.

"Oh, hey. Just avoiding Kitty's cooking." He replied sitting up and smiling as Logan moved over and sat next to him.

"So kid, ya ajustin' to Bayvile yet?"

Jack shrugged.

"It's different, but in a good way. And once I have my bike here, everything will be perfect."

Logan smirked, lightly shoving Jack's shoulder.

"Yah up ta racin' with me when it gets 'ere?"

Jack grinned, raising a brow.

"Just as long as you don't carve out my insides after you lose."

Logan threw his head back, laughing.

"Little full of yourself there, Pup?"

Jack scowled as a hand ruffled his hair.

"Stop calling me that!" He growled, swating away the hand.

Logan just laughed.

Next day, 3rd POV

Everyone was crowded around the tables, trying to find their seats to eat breakfast, when Ororo poked her head in.

"Jack, your motorcycle is here."

That was when everything fell silent.

Everyone stared at Ororo, but then Jack grinned, running out of the room. Soon enough, everyone was following him outside.

Jack gave a whoop of delight as he ran over to the blue motorcycle, hands gripping onto the bars.

"Hey 'Cee." He whispered just as the other's came out.

Logan gave a long whistle.

"Geez, kid. That's one nice bike." He commented, moving over to stand next to the raven teen.

"Dude! Sweet ride!" Evan exclaimed, running over excitedly.

Jack grinned, laughing at the shock on everyone else's faces.

"Guys, pick your jaws up off the floor. I think I'll grab my bag now and head to school, give her a test drive, y'know?"

With that, he left, grabbing his bag from his room.

His heart was bursting with joy. Arcee was there! His friend, his partner!

Jack hurried back down the stairs, bag slung over his shoulder. He was pulling on his helmet when Logan came up, arms crossed.

"Hey Pup!"

Jack looked over in surprise.

"Huh?"

Logan smirked.

"You owe me a race later."

Jack grinned, nodding.

"Just hope you aren't a sore loser."

"Pretty smug, Pup."

Jack laughed.

"You're one to talk. See ya later, Logan."

The man nodded, and Arcee revved her engine, taking off.

Once they were a safe distance, Jack gave a whoop.

"Aw man! Arcee, it's great to see you! I missed you!"

Arcee laughed.

"Missed you too, partner. Or is it 'Pup' now?"

Jack blushed, scowling.

"Don't even start! Logan Gave me that nickname, and it's annoying!"

Arcee laughed as they turned a corner.

"So who is he?"

"Logan? One of the teachers at the Institute. And a pretty cool guy. He's got a bike, you up to racing with him later?"

Arcee eased back on her shocks.

"Hm, I'll think about it." She said, tone taunting. Jack smirked.

Later

Jack and 'Cee pulled up to the Institute.

The raven teen was tired after the long day of school, but he still had training, so he couldn't relax just yet.

"See you around, partner." Jack muttered under his breath, stroking her handle.

Her headlights flashed in silent farewell, making Jack smile.

Jack hurridly ran up to his room, changing into his training clothes and running to the danger room. Everyone was already gathered there, chatting as they waited for Logan.

Jack simply waited alone to the side, leaning on one of the walls. Acidic green eyes flashed about, examining the room. His shoulders remained tense, more out of habit than anything.

He felt his gums ache as his fangs lengthened, his instincts unconsciously preparing for any battle or threat.

The door opened and Logan entered.

"Alright bubs! C'mere."

Everyone moved over, Jack remaining at the back of the group.

"Today we're goin' inta the forest. Tha goal is ta find the flag I hid in there. Powers are allowed, but don't blow up the whole damn forest. Got it?"

Everyone gave their own form of agreement.

"Then get movin'!"

That got the goup to scatter.

Later

Jack sniffed the air again, looking for Logan's scent. It was hard, considering the trail was old.

A rustle came from the bushes, making him turn immediately, claws extending along with the spikes that protruded from the back of his shoulders.

"Who's there?" He demanded, eyes scaning the brush.

There was no answer and Jack growled.

"I know you're there! I can smell you! Show yourself!"

No reply...

Then there was a deep, feral growl.

The hairs on the back of Jack's neck stood on end, eyes dialating.

Something, no, someone, jumped out of the bushes, tackling Jack.

The raven teen struggled fiercely, trying to claw at his attacker but failing.

Jack cried out in pain as he felt something sharp sink into his side, claws that weren't his. He felt blood trickling out, making his shirt stick to his skin.

More blows, a fist repeatedly burying itself into his stomach, making blood fly from Jack's lips.

The teen continued to struggle, trying to get free.

A set of claws dub into his shoulder, another set piercing his forearm.

Warm blood dripped from the new wounds, and the injuries burned with agony.

Finally, a loud, roaring scream of pain bubbled from Jack's lips, piercing the air around the forest and the institute.

The institute

Logan, Ororo and the Professor were all speaking outside, waiting for the teens to return.

Then it was heard clear as day.

An agonized scream. From Jack.

Logan tensed immediately, looking to the forest.

"Jack!"

Ororo and Logan both took off toward the forest, the man in the lead.

Logan followed Jack's scent, and his blood ran cold when he smelled another scent soon that followed the teens.

Sabretooth.

Logan ran that much faster, blades extending from his knuckles as a growl played from his throat.

It didn't take long to find the small clearing, and what he saw made his heart stop.

Jack pinned beneath Sabretooth, blood pooling beneath him. The teen was unconscious and Sabretooth was removing his claws from the teens arm and shoulder.

Logan gave an enraged yell as he slammed into Sabretooth.

Ororo kneeled beside Jack, ensuring he wasn't in serious trouble before looking up at the fight that had broken out.

Never had she seen Logan act with the intent of killing. Not until now.

A few minutes other, the other students who had been in the forest had come, having heard Jack. They gaped at the fight, then some aided Logan, while others ran over to Jack and Ororo.

The woman looked to Kurt.

"Kurt, get him to the institute!"

The blue furry teen nodded, carefully lifting Jack and teleporting.

Ororo then looked back to the fight. Sabretooth was running, but Logan was setting chase.

"Logan!"

The man halted, turning to glare at Ororo.

"What?!"

The woman was taken aback at the pure rage in the male's voice and eyes. But she gathered her bearings and fixed him with a stern look.

"We need to return to the institute. Let him go."

Logan went to protest, but Ororo cut him off.

"Jack needs help, and killing Sabretooth won't help him!"

The man hesitated, then growled but ran back towards the institute, the others on his heels.

Bayvile hospital

Everyone looked up when the doctor entered the room. The doctor then looked to Professor X.

"Jackson will be fine. His injuries were bad, but nothing vital was damaged. He'll be in pain for a bit, and I want to keep him here for the night, just to make sure everything's fine. But he should be able to return with you all tomorow."

Ororo gave a sound of relief, pressing a hand over her heart while the Professor smiled slightly, relief on his face.

"Thank you, doctor. May we see him?"

The man smiled, nodding.

"Of course Mr. Xavier, visiting hours are until nine." He replied before walking off to tend to another patient.

Ororo wheeled the Professor into the room, Logan, Jean, Scott and Evan on their heels.

Jack smiled slightly from where he sat in the hospital bed.

"Hey guys."

They all smiled, gathering around the bed. Logan pulled up a chair, sitting next to him.

"You gave us a scare there, Pup."

The teen laughed.

"Well that guy that attacked me scared me." He joked dryly.

Logan nodded, growling slightly.

"I promise ya, Pup. He didn't get away without a few bad cuts himself."

Jack gave a one shouldered shrug.

"It doesn't matter to me. I'm not really the vengeful type of person." He replied.

Logan nodded, giving a slight grin, patting the raven teens knee.

"I know that, Pup. I know."

Jack scowled playfully.

"I thought I said don't call me that!"

"And I thought I told ya I didn't care." Logan retorted, smirking.

The others exchanged looks, smiling.