X-men Evolution Fan Fiction ❯ Choices ❯ Persuasion ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1 Persuasion

 

Xavier smiled. This time of year was a time to go out into the wide world and seek out new mutants to help mentor. Summer was here and some of his students went home for the vacation and others like Rogue and Kurt stayed.

Logan was in Salem right now. A personal call came from a young woman he had had a fling with 16 years ago. Her daughter had just come into her powers.

Storm was in Japan dealing with a young feral girl who was said to be one of Japan's finest assassins managed by her father. They were hoping to persuade her to come to the institute.

Jean was on a mission in Italy and then would move on to France to bring two very visible mutations like Kurt. He had wanted to go along to try and help them, to show them that it was okay to look different. The professor had told him to be here when they arrived.

Scott was talking to a young woman in Montana that held a good deal of promise. He wanted to go with Jean but the Professor thought that now would be a good time to learn how to deal with separation.

Yes it was summer and things were bound to get interesting.

 

Logan

 

The jeep sped through the bustling city into the quiet suburbs beyond. He pulled into the house that Colleen Kiernan resided at with her husband and daughter. It was nice in a quiet way, a familial way that Logan could never quiet wrap his head around. He walked up the steps and knocked slowly on the door.

A man, he had to assume it was the husband, answered. He looked suspiciously at Logan sneering slightly. He was not a fan of the mutant population even if his daughter had joined the ranks. He opened the door a little wider and guided the feral into the living room.

Colleen had changed a maturity she hadn't possessed 16 years ago shone out of her deep brown eyes.

“Logan, you haven't changed a bit.” She said her head tilting.

“I get that a lot. So to jump right in and get down to business, what's happening with your daughter?” the husband scowled and exited the room.

“Our daughter, Logan she's not just mine. Thorn was two when I got married to Gary.” She said.

Logan's world shifted and dropped away.

“Why didn't you tell me before that we had a fucking daughter?” he growled.

“I was hoping she wouldn't be a mutant but when she turned 13 she got mad at me for forbidding her to see two mutant friends. These things came out of her hands and she punched a hole in the wall. At school another incident but no one can really tell me what's going on. She is so angry.”

The door burst open and a teen fell into the foyer.

Thorn was slender and delicately built like her mother but instead of Colleen's red hair or Gary's thinning blond Thorn's was a mass of jet black curls that fell to her chin. Logan locked his blue eyes to her green ones and saw his own personality reflected there. She was a fighter.

“Thorn come in here please.” Her mother called and Thorn walked in. He noted bruises and a burn on her leg.

“Not again. Why are you running with that horrible pair of twins? They only get you into trouble and you know it.” She snapped.

“Because they are at least like and don't hide who my father is from me just to protect me from the fact that he is a freak just like me.” She snarled back at her mother. Her voice was low for a girl her age and the was a touch of a growl to it.

“Not just like you but it is close.” Logan interrupted.

“So you're my dad? Where the fuck have you been?” she snapped.

“Your mama never told me you existed. She called me about what's happening to you.”

`To tell you I'm a freak.”

“Your mom got a hold of me to tell me you could use some help with those powers of yours.”

“Yeah powers.” She said shaking, “So Daddy what are your fucking powers?”

SHINCK

Thorn stared at the long steel claws protruded from the man's knuckles. Her face crumpled in pain as four thorns shot from her knuckles in response. Logan put his away but Thorn struggled to retract hers.

“They won't go back in. They'll stay that way from hours.” Colleen said obviously distraught by her daughter's “episode”. Thorn was grunting and whimpering in fear and anger that the stupid thorns on her hands wouldn't co-operate.

“Calm down girl.” Logan said pulling her hands up so he could see the thorns. The protrusions were a dark green and an inch long. It was like sharp brass knuckles. The skin around it was red and inflamed, he knew it hurt, it hurt him every time.

“Breathe baby, just breathe nice and slow that's it ease down.” He murmured a low growling note. She smiled a little and the thorns slid back into her skin.

“Thorn, do you remember what you me and Gary talked about? Getting you help? Well, Logan works at an Institute for teenaged mutants, and he would like you to go to school there.” Her mom explained.

Thorn processed this, away from a family that saw her as a burden, her mom was pregnant again and really would be better off plus he just showed her how to pull back from the angry place.

“You help mutants no matter their background right?”

“Now wait a min-“

“Yeah we do.” Logan said cutting Colleen off.

“My two best friends are twin mutants.” Thorn said.

“Man Hank is gonna love that. Alright I'll call Charles and we'll meet their folks.”

“That's the thing they had to run from their foster parents house. They locked Phe in a closet for three days and would beat Max if she cried.” Thorn said.

“So where are they now?” he asked.

“I'll show you.”

 

In a rundown shitty section of the downtown area they came to a park. The shapes rose up crooked and frightening.

“Olli Olli oxen free!” Thorn shouted. Two forms rose up out of the darkness. They were as golden as Thorn was dark. Ratty white blond hair and large amber colored eyes. Both were thin, bruised and bloodied.

“Guys this is my dad. Logan this is Maximus and Ophelia Carden. He is taking me to a school for kids like us. You know Social Work is trying to figure out what to do with you.”

The twins stared at Logan long and hard.

“He feels everything.” She murmured

“Hard” the boy responded.

“Honest though and very loyal. He's good, trustable.” Ophelia decreed.

Logan pulled out his cell phone.

“Hey Charles, I got a three for the price of one here and a hell of a story that even you will find hard to believe.”