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The only thing worse than early morning training sessions with Logan, was early morning trainingsessions with Logan when Scott was in heat. Scott made them bearable, he and Jean would makecute little jokes and remarks and make the whole experience fun, and though the two werenormally lame enough to remind the younger recruits wish they were in school, compared to Loganthey were like a slice of heaven. When Scott went into heat every six months, Jean being his mate,would be off with him. Both unable to train and leaving the others to endure the blunt ofWolverine's wrath.Everyone was there today except for the happy couple. Logan had managed to wrestle them all outof bed and get them in line for a hike around the woods. Something.slow to start off. TheCanadian alpha was ahead of the pack, occasionally snapping at the others to keep up, while theothers followed emitting a loud variety of groans and moans.At the back of the pack, trailing behind and goofing off to themselves, were Kitty and Kurt."-he's probably crying." Kitty said, "Scott gets so emotional in heat."Her German friend nodded in agreement. "He vas on the tail end of a heat vhen I first got here.Ifound him crying one morning over the shamvow commercial." And that was on a good day forScott in heat. "Jean iz probably petting his head vhile he criez over ridiculouz thingz."Evan was directly ahead of them. He laughed, quite loudly, and alerted Logan to his stragglers. Thealpha stopped and let the middle of their pack pass him and waited for the three troublemakers tocatch up. He grabbed the three of them by their collars."Unless Scott's emotional shit has something to it that we can use against Magneto, I would advisethe three of you to quit yapping about it!"".yes sir."".zorry Herr Logan."".wasn't talking about Scott. Just listening."Satisfied with himself Wolverine released the trio and returned to his position at the front of thegroup."Ugh," Kitty groaned. "What is it with alphas and bossing everyone around? He and Rogue andJean, Lance and Tabitha, they're all so.so.""Rude?" Kurt, her fellow omega, supplied. "Obnoxious? Reeking of anger and egocentricity?""On behalf of my status, hey!" Evan complained. "Okay, so a lot of us are jerks like Lance or thesebuff guys like Logan and Sabertooth but most of us are alright. And unlike you guys we don't flipout every six months over something stupid."Evan was a strong fighter. He could kick ass, he could take names, but he could not pick hisbattles for the life of him. Kitty and Kurt both glared at their younger teammate, fire spitting intheir eyes, and before he even had time to scream Evan was knocked to the ground."Get off! Get off!""Take it back!""Say uncle!"

By now most of the others had stopped and turned back around to get a good view of the fight.Logan managed to go another couple yards before realizing that he was alone and going back tosee what so damn fascinating.He really didn't understand these children.Kitty, Evan and the Elf were looking at early morning training sessions with him for the nextmonth followed by cleaning the X-jet until it sparkled! Why did teenagers want to touch each otherso much!? How hard was it to keep your hands to yourself?!"Alright and just what the hell do you think you're-" The communicator he'd taken with him whenhe left with the kids this morning buzzed on. The professor was on the other end, operating at outcerebour at the mansion."Logan, I'm going to need you all to return immediately. Something had come up which demandsour attention."Somebody better be dying to make him cancel his session. Regardless, Logan complied. "Alright.Give us a couple minutes." And on that note he shut his comm off and turned his attention back tothe kids. "Pack it in. We're going back." A couple of them cheered and the Canadian mutant madea mental note to make them run triple laps later in the danger room."Stop celebrating! We're still running back! Half-pint! Porcupine! You two up here with me whereI can keep an eye on ya!"Kurt was quiet when it was just himself. No kitty, no Evan, no problem. The group waited until thetwo were right alongside their mentor before taking off once more. Kurt remained at the back ofthe group, wondering what the hell Logan's issue with him was. For weeks, whenever they'd beengoofing off, Logan would always assign blame to everyone except for the fuzzy dude. It soundedlike the opposite of a problem, unless you were the one beings taking the blame for "surprise-tacofeista-night" in the danger room. It is was almost like.he didn't want to punish Kurt. Like he wastoo innocent to have done these things. It was unusual and getting on his last nerve.Kurt started to run in hopes of catching up with the group when he heard rustling in the bushes acouple yards to his left. Curiosity got the better of him, and he approached slowly with caution.Whatever it was, it hadn't been here long and it sounded like it was in real trouble.He kept walking until he got to a small dip in the land, surrounded by brush and small trees. Kurtwrapped his tail around the trunk of a tree to support himself and peered down over the edge. Whathe saw down there was something he never expected.Sabertooth was a cruel, evil man. Logan drilled that message into their heads everyday. He was theone person they had been told to never talk to, to never try and reason with, because he had noreason. He was simply.an animal. He was also laying face down in the woods, bleeding innumerous places, his clothes tattered, with one foot locked in a bear trap."Oh my." Kurt mumbled, and wondered why Logan hadn't been able to smell him. The blood?Would Logan be able to tell whose blood it was, or would he just smell the iron? The noise alertedthe man of another's presence and he groaned against his will. Kurt couldn't help it. He felt a tug athis heart."Hang on!" He called down to him. "I'm going to get you out, ja?" Hopefully you want slash mythroat open after I do.

Kurt removed his tail from around the tree and slid down the side of the incline. Sabertooth saidnothing, but that may have been because at this point he was focusing all his energy on not dyingalone in the woods. He was still breathing, his back moving up and down in a rhythmic pattern, buthe was making no other movements. When Kurt got to his side, the man's started to twitch as herecognized the scent but again, he didn't move."Okay. I'm going to take the trap off your leg first, ja? Then ve'll see about bandaging you up." IfLogan didn't come back looking for him, found Sabertooth and killed the both of them in a fit ofalpha-isque rage that was. If Sabertooth had any objections to the plan, he said none of them andremained completely still. He had already figured out whose scent it was coming down the hill, heknew who was giving him assistance, but at this point the man was desperate. It was better theblue kid than Wolverine.When, and assuming he was up for it, Kurt had a large amount of questions he was going to have toask. Why wasn't Logan able to smell his foe in the area? How'd Sabertooth even get there in thefirst place? Why didn't he fight his way out as he usually did? There was a lot of issues with whatKurt had stumbled upon and he was going to need answers. Rather than spend a good coupleminutes fumbling around with the metal jaws and chain, Kurt held the feral creature's shoulder andteleported them a couple feet away. They were still off the main trail, on the off chance thatsomeone came back looking for their teammate, but they were not in a dense area. Kurt was goingto have to be quick.He rolled the man onto his back first before starting anything else. Sabertooth's eyes were dartingall around the place, and his breathing was shallow and rapid, but he again remained quiet andmade no effort to fight Kurt off. The elf took this as a chance to try and clean him up and set towork.Sabertooth's clothes were in rags. The pantleg that had been caught in the trap had been shreddedand barely clung together. Kurt was able to rip it off him and use the cloth for make-shiftbandages. "It'll work until your healing factor kicks-" his eyes wandered back to Sabertooth's leg.There were gapping, dirty cuts from where the teeth of the trap had punctured his skin. By nowthey should have stopped bleeding, have patched over like with Logan, but they weren't. Theyremained open, oozing blood, and sore."I.it's going to hurt to put these on but you may bleed out othervise." Kurt warned him."Just.don't take me out vhen it stings-"Sabertooth reached up and took the tattered cloth from Kurt. He sat up slowly, his eyes locked withKurt's bright yellow ones, and without braking eye contact, secured the poor excuse for aid on hisleg. He stood slowly, stumbling and struggling to adjust to the new changes going on with himself,and finding little pleasure in doing such. Finally, once he was stable enough that he felt he couldrun back to his base of operations without collapsing, he offered Kurt his first and only oralresponse of the encounter. ".thanks."And just like that he was gone. The feral man sprinted off back into the woods and put of sight.Kurt watched him go, and wondered if he was going to regret helping him out.No, he could never regret saving a life. Even if it was Sabertooth.Kurt teleported as far back to the institute as he could so he could catch up with the others. If there was one thing Charles Xiaver knew well it was his former friend Erik and his family. He

had been present when Erik had presented as an alpha, when the twins had been born,.Charleswas a constant figure in the family even after Erik went completely batshit crazy and tried tomurder a bunch of people. Call him sentimental, but Charles believed traces of his friend were stillin there and could be reached if given time and patience. In the meanwhile, he had decided that hewould do all he could to help accommodate the children of Magneto, seeing as they were both inneed of countless therapy hours. Long story short, Charles Xiaver did his best to take care of Pietroand Wanda. This happened to include helping them with their statuses.He'd known that one of the twins was going to be an omega, though he was never certain on whichwas which. Guess Pietro answered that for him.He came in with his entire crew. Freddy was carrying him almost bridal style, avoiding touchinghis ass and upper thighs, while Toad rode along on his shoulder and Tabitha and Lance lingeredalong behind them both looking uncomfortable and looking around anxiously for some of theirfriends on the team."Sup professor? Where are the, uh, others?" Toad was the first to speak. He typically was."Out training but they should be back momentarily."Pietro could feel the color rushing to his face. "You didn't have to tell everyone." He didn't haveto tell anyone. Charles Xiaver was an omega. He would have known how to treat the Maximoffboy on his own. This was just his own way of being cruel."Pietro," Charles said, as if the one word alone was exhausting him. "This is going to be big.You're going to get a lot of.attention if not given proper warning. I'm still debating whether or notwe should press our luck this way or just drop you off somewhere remote with enough supplies tolast your heat."Camping? Again?! "No way!" He was never going to survive out there without his reality tv showsto hold his attention! "I'll.whatever. Bring on the nerds, let them all know."The hostility towards the omega status had to be the result of his father's alpha-isque attitude, as hehad always had it, but Charles would deal with that later. At the moment he needed to be helpingyet another teenage mutant come to grips with who they were. Usually this was more about theirmutations though.The new recruits were told to circle back around and go straight to their rooms. No wandering, nosneaking off, no eavesdropping, this was to be kept between the more senior members of the teamfor the time being. For once they followed orders to a T and left to go flip down on their beds andcomplain about their beast of an instructor until he needed them again. The others, Kurt, Kitty,Evan, Rogue, Beast, Logan and Storm assembled in the entryway to see what the big fuss wasabout."The speedster?" Logan snorted in disbelief. "I had to cancel training for someone who isn't evenon our team?!"Good god, Pietro knew a lot of alphas with anger or other emotional issues."He's in need of our assistance-""So?" Evan asked, and crossed his arms stubbornly in front of his chest. "In case you've forgotten,we don't like Pietro.""In case you've forgotten," Lance interjected and took a menacing step forward. "I'll crumble this

place to the ground if you don't back off and help him!""What do you care about 'Tro? Hasn't he been nothing but a pain in the ass to you since he gothere?""Gentlemen please," Teenagers were so high strung, so emotional. The Professor was beginning tosee what exactly Logan meant when he said he was glad to have been done with his own youth."You can discuss it this matter throughly later. At the moment we need to be assessing Pietro'ssituation."What situation? It wasn't like he was going to explode any minute from some strange stress-relatedailment! Pietro rolled his eyes, and pull d the blanket he'd wrapped himself in further up over hishead. He wasn't in the mood to listen to this.Luckily for him, Tabitha seemed to feel the same as him. "He's in heat, it's not like he's gonenuclear!""Not yet. This is still only presentation.and given how strongly this is, it's clear that his heat isgoing to be.well.for lack of a better word powerful." Charles had heard stories, not recently butstill prevalent, of omegas with such strong heats that they attracted any unmated alpha or beta forthe next few miles to their side. This lead to the unfortunate brutalization of more than a fewpeople, as well as "turf wars" between the alphas and betas. There were a lot of dangerous, singlepeople in Bayville. Ones who would be unable to resist when Pietro finally reached that point. "Soa plan of action is necessary.""Get him a mate." Kitty suggested, and her arms looped around Lance. This was a claimingmotion, so Pietro wouldn't take her suggestion and snatch him up on her. Anyone else would befine though. "If they consummate it before his heat hits no alphas will come. He'll loose potency."Her cousins had experienced a similar problem a few years ago and that was what their parents haddown.Find a mate.Shadowcat wanted him to find a mate, a forever commitment, at the tender age of 16(1). No way! Not only were his selections for a possible mate at this time slim at best, the speedsterhad never even considered settling down, let alone so young! And what would his father think?!No, fuck Magneto. He wasn't going to be any help, he could watch his only son get married off.If they had a ceremony after, which was still common even in this modern age, Pietro wouldmake sure it was Jewish. That would keep his father happy enough.What the hell was he thinking?! No mating, no ceremonies, nothing! He wasn't doing this! TheseX-freaks were nuts! He turned to the girl, and gave her one of his best death glares. The one helearned to mimic from his father. "No! No way!"As someone who never considered his chances of ever finding a mate in his life slim, and comingfrom a fairly traditional community (I.E.: if you're not mated with at least one child by 23 you'reprobably never going to be), Kurt was confused. "Vhy not?""Well it's a bit fast don't ya think?"This comment earned Pietro a couple of snorts and giggles."Is there a part of your life that isn't?" Rogue asked

Chapter 2Working for Magneto was a shit job. When he wasn't bitching about something that happeneddecades ago, or whining about his kids, he was sending his little minions out on jobs that weremore likely to get them killed than help with their cause. Victor was always his first choice forthese nearly suicide missions, and because the man had nothing going on for him otherwise, heagreed every time. On the latest mission however, something went wrong. Victor could rememberrunning around the sewers under Bayville, and something shiny flashing before his eyes, and thennothing. When he woke up he was covered in blood and tattered clothes, with no healing factor,and more than one person chasing after him.He'd been on the run ever since.Somehow he ended up near the Runt's stomping grounds, and that damn Wolverine had beenexpecting him. Set bear traps off the paths used by his students, pit falls, snare traps, the works,and Victor had been doing his best to avoid them.until he ran right into one just a couple yardsfrom the grounds. His senses were starting to dull too. Whatever had happened to him in that timehe blacked out couldn't have been good. It wasn't like he was loosing everything that made him aknown and feared individual.Victor lost track of how long he'd been in the trap. A couple hours at the least, a couple days at themost. Then that kid showed up, and for whatever terrible "goodie-goodie" reason, he set Victorfree.Nightcrawler, that was what he suspected the boy was called. Young, scrawny, barely a negativethought in his head, reeking of purity. He followed Logan around like some little lost puppy, kindalooked like one too, and was always there whenever Victor tried to take that mouthy little shitdown a peg. From what he had seen the boy and the runt were friends. He couldn't understand whyhe would bother to help the guy whose soul desire was to destroy his buddy.Once he was free from the runt's little rat trap Victor returned home. He had a small cabin, niceand cozy, not far from the Brotherhood house in case Magneto ordered him to check in onMystique or his kid. Victor hated that job the worst. He was a lethal killing machine, not a damnbabysitter. Even in his absence it was untouched and still smelled like him, like home. Victorimmediately went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, preparing to scrub off weeks worth ofdirt and muck from his skin and inside his hair. First though, he had to check on his wounds.Sitting on the edge of his b

Chapter 1 This was dying. This had to be what dying felt like. Pietro 's arms wound around his middle, and he pulled his knees up to his chest. He was laying on his side in his bed, under the heaviest blanket he