Well, I'm back. In a disguise. In the back of a trailer. With a mutant named Rogue whom I'm going to protect. Now, you're probably wondering where I got the name 'Dark Angel'. Well, I can have wings like Archangel, or Angel, and I have a dark personality here. And my father's dark, and I have dark eyes, hair, and black clothes, so I think it's appropriate. Moving onward to more interesting things. Rogue was making a bit of noise, moving around and such, and even though I tried to shush her, it was too late. Logan heard her and stopped the car. Er, RV. Thing. I don't know what it's called. He walked over to the trailer we were hiding in, and I quickly made myself invisible. He poked around and found me; then quickly pulled off the blanket to reveal Rogue. "What do ya think you're doin'?" he growled, glaring down at her. Rogue blinked and looked at the spot I was in. "I needed a ride, thought you might help me," she explained, still confused as to where I was. "Get out," he ordered harshly, the cigar still in his mouth. I conveniently teleported myself quietly right behind him, still invisible. "Where will I go?" Rogue asked, getting out. Logan pulled her duffel out of the trailer and dumped it on the ground. "I don't know," he growled, turning around. Rogue was getting annoyed. "You don't know or you don't care," she shot back, standing on the cold snowy ground. "Pick one," he snarled, and turned around, halting abruptly when he nearly walked right into me. I glared menacingly at him, crossing my arms over, saying nothing. "Where'd YOU come from?" he snapped, looking me over suspiciously. "You can't just leave a seventeen year old girl out here in the wilderness, there's no one around," I told him angrily. He sniffed, looking from her to me. "What, are you her sister or something?" "No, actually we just met. I'm looking after her, though." "You don't look much older than her." "Maybe that's because I'm not, laserbrain. But I know a lot more about the world than she does, seeing as how I've been fighting since I was six." "Really?" he sneered. "I don't give a darn." He strode past me and got into his RV. "We saved your life!" I argued, glaring daggers at his form. "No you didn't," he said, sticking the cigar back into his mouth. He shut the door and started the vehicle, driving away. Rogue ran up to me and said, "What're we gonna do?" I smiled. "Chill, man," I replied, "He won't go far cause he knows I'm right." She looked at me doubtfully, but sure enough, after a few seconds, the vehicle stopped, and I grinned at her. "See? No problem." I grabbed her hand and teleported her to the side of the vehicle. We got in, me sitting closer to Logan, and Rogue by the window. He gave me a sideways look, and I just nodded slightly in return. Oh boy. ~*When the Sith's way, the daughter gets to play!*~ Disclaimer: I don't own the name 'Dark Angel'.

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