Chapter- 1
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Author's Note:- Hiya guys, back with another story. As y'all read the summary, it's a total AU version of Marie's character in X-Series which is quite possible due to their changeable timeline. She's going to replace Gabriela in the fic but with some of her own dialogues and character. So get ready to relive that wonderful journey of Logan, Laura and Xavier with one more passenger on the shotgun ;-}
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Father tell me, we get what we deserve
Oh we get what we deserve
And way down we go
Way down we go
Say way down we go
Way down we go
You let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all oh, go down
Yeah but for the fall oh, my
Do you dare to look him right in the eyes?
'Cause they will run you down, down til the dark
Yes and they will run you down, down til you fall
And they will run you down, down til you go
Yeah so you can't crawl no more
And way down we go
Way down we go
Say way down we go
Way Down We Go by Kaleo.
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She could see him. He was standing over there, avoiding the damned rain under a fig tree in that cheap, old black suit and raincoat. One of his hands was leaning against the trunk while the other was holding a flask of Whiskey to his lips. He was definitely not giving a shit about the damned funeral going on before him. He just needed to pick up his client and get the hell out of here but...that look on his profile... It looked like... He wanted it, the death, he wanted to feel it, was waiting for it. The fine but still visible wrinkles on his dark-tanned forehead and the corners of his eyes revealed the great struggle and pain he'd endured in his past life. She'd heard and read about him. From his golden days of the greatest X-Man of his era to this, this miserable life of a goddamned chauffeur.
He dumped the empty flask into the dumpster and turned around to step towards the woman he was here for. The limp he was walking with revealed another dispute he badly got hurt in. Being a mutant was even worse than being a damned murderer in today's time. Maybe that's why they're off the map now, of course, all thanks to that goddamned mutant despising organization. This sudden upside down change in his life was something she could relate to. Maybe because...her life also had been on the same damned roller-coster ride for the past one decade and now it's only him, who can get her and her daughter out of this mess. If not for anything else, then for...
"Wolverine?" Logan's ears stood as the damned name touched his ears. It was a female, the ting of desperation oozing off both her tone and her scent of fresh Lavender. He spun around to throw the lady a solid bitch fit over using the damned identity he had been so desperately trying to forget for the past one year but as he turned around, a pair of soulful brown eyes caught his deep amber ones. The woman was in her early Forties but still had a body that was enough to drive any sane man crazy. That dark Auburn hair he could smell dye on, that measured face filled with fine wrinkles, that pair of pouty, heart shaped lips and the soft curves peeking out of that soaked Navy blue top and skirt, everything was enough to drive his oldass mind insane.
A small smile tugged at the corners of her trembling lips. "Y-Yo sabía, i knew it was you." her shivering voice had a Southern ting she was unsuccessfully trying to hide behind her fake Spanish accent.
"Oh, fuck." Logan muttered to himself as he realized where he was standing and how wrong it was for a goddamned train wreck like him to get hard over a woman he didn't even know the name of. He wiped the fog of her beauty off his mind and hastily spun to escape but-
"P-Please! I am in trouble!" she took a couple of quick stop ahead to stop him. The desperation deepened in her words. "And you're the only one that can help! Please hel-"
"Get the fuck away from me!" Logan snarled and quickly spun around to get away from the woman who smelled like a big trouble.
"PLEASE!" the lady screamed. His weakened senses could smell a couple of little streams of salty water escaping her eyes and then dissolving into the droplets of the rain sliding down her face. "Por favor, ayudanos! Ah need yer help, we need yer help!" Logan was right. With the spike of desperation, the real Southern tone came out. In spite of his inner animal's mental snarl to help the damsel in distress, he just ignored her and stepped towards his client who was now ready to leave.
"LOGAN!" the woman let out another loud scream. The asshole didn't even want to listen to her. A bunch of people was coming her way. She shouldn't be seen, she had no choice but to escape.
"Who was that?" the wealthy woman asked Logan as she approached him. Logan hastily put up his umbrella for her. They both walked to his car.
He opened the door for her. "I do not know, some crazy lady. Don't worry about that." he closed the umbrella and threw it on the front passenger seat. As he opened the door of his seat and tried to get in, he had to yank the door close to his chest when an old, rusty Volkswagen passed his car at its full speed. He could see a small girl sitting in the backseat who glared back at him with those hard piercing eyes. The look she gave him...it had something, something very strong and close to anger and hate. He couldn't help but stare back at her face until the car sped out of cemetery and he lost the sight of it.
For now.
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Yo sabía- I knew.
Por favor, ayudanos- Please help us. (At least that's what Google Translate says)
I know it was pretty short but it's just the beginning and I need to know y'all enjoyed it. It's my first attempt with AU fics and I need a lot of encouragement so please please PLEASEEE let me know your thoughts in your reviews and yesss, Follows and Favorites are so very welcome :D!