Title: Match Made

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters except for the ones you do not recognize. Therefore, don't sue.

Author's Note: I've been trying to think of an idea for a Mutant X fanfic and this is the best I can come up with. Just a warning, the chapters will be extremely short and will suck. Also, if you don't think it already sucks, wait until the end. Other than that, enjoy! =)

Prologue

A forest. Normally calm and soothing to the mind, but not at this moment. Through the peaceful mask of the setting, there was pain. Pain and worry. It was present in the eyes of the two young women hiding in the shrubs.

One woman, a redhead, was crouching beside the other, who had blond hair and was lying on the ground. The redhead kept glancing worriedly at the injured woman and leaned in closer when she saw the woman trying to speak.

"Em.Emma." the blond said weakly.

"Shhh." Emma replied when she saw how painful it was for the blond to speak, "Shalimar, take it easy. you're hurt."

Indeed the feral was injured. Shalimar was in a very bad condition. She had suffered broken ribs, a fractured skull, some gunshot wounds to the stomach and shoulder, bruises, cuts and not to mention that she had been electrocuted by her captors.

Emma also thought that her friend was suffering from an extremely severe concussion. The redhead just hoped that the guys would be back soon with help. She also needed help with keeping the feral still, though she could easily keep Shalimar from getting up.

Brennan and Jesse had left her there to take care of Shalimar, since she could use her powers without starting a fight if there was any need for it. The telempath had insisted on being one of the two that were going for help, but had been forced to agree that she should be the one to stay with their injured teammate. She had seen Brennan's reluctance to leave Shalimar and assured him that she would be okay.

She just hoped they would be back soon. Emma glanced at Shalimar and noticed blood starting to seep through the wounds again. She gently wiped the blood away with her hand and pressed down on the wounds to stop the bleeding. She immediately heard small cries of pain that reduced to a whimper when she took that action.

"I'm so sorry Shal, but I have to keep you from losing too much blood," she said to the whimpering feral, while trying to stop the bleeding and send soothing thoughts to her.

Emma hated to see her best friend like this. Shalimar was always strong and determined and the telempath admired her for that. Although sometimes she can be too reckless, thought Emma.

Thus it was hard for her to be seeing the strong woman like this. Hell, she wouldn't even be in this condition if it weren't for me, thought Emma. Shalimar had been distracted. Emma had been targeted and Shalimar had taken the bullets for her. Her best friend had saved her and now her friend was in pain. It had been a difficult escape and they had no way of contacting Adam. In fact, Emma had even lost track of time. How long had they been in that prison?

Emma was aware that Shalimar's whimpers had quieted down to a barely audible volume. She was weakening fast.

Come on, guys, where are you? Shalimar needs help now.

TBC

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