Desdemona pushed on through the whirling snow. She staggered almost crashing into a tree. She continued exhausted and pain filled. It took her what seemed like hours to walk 20 yards to the tall metal gate that loomed above her. She looked upward to the sky where snowflakes billowed above and around her. Desdemona flexed her shoulder blades pain shot through her coursing through her veins but she spread them behind her anyway, black and silky shielding her from some of the wind and snow. She fell forward her head hitting the gate. She lay face down with the silky blackness all around her, soft and warm.
Logan stalked outside into the blizzard angry that he was being forced to get the mail in this weather. By the time Logan got to the gate as much as he hated to admit it he was freezing cold. Logan opened the mailbox and pulled out the mail glancing around he saw blurry shapes but more than anyone with normal vision would see. The blizzard actually seemed to be calming maybe Ororo had finally woken up and started to deal with this horrible weather. With that thought still in his mind he turned and started to return to the mansion. Logan sighed then stopped walking he turned back towards the gate and breathed deeply in again and started to walk back the gate, now the blizzard was little more than a flurry. Logan breathed in again, he smelled something the closer he got to the gate the stronger it got. At last he knew what the smell was blood he began to run to the gate by the time he got there it was almost unbearable. At this time the snow had stopped. Logan pulled the gate open and gasped there right in front of the gate was a body he couldn't tell much about them because the person was wrapped in big black feathery wings in a cacoon like way.
Logan approached the person and hesitantly reached his hand out towards the wings. His hand brushed one of the wings and almost immediately the wings snapped open splattering him and the snow in a shower of blood droplets then they relaxed. They were huge maybe a 15-foot wingspan and right in between them there was a young girl maybe 11, 12 years old. She was immensely pale with dark blood red hair in a long braid she was very small compared to her wings. Logan snapped out of his trance realizing he had to get this girl inside and to some medical attention. He gently wrapped the wings back around the girl's body and picked her up even with the wings she was very light. He walked quickly up to the mansion noting the blood streaming off of her and onto him in a continues flow. Logan smashed the door open.
Ororo sat with Jean in the kitchen tired from depleting the storm a few minutes earlier. They heard the front door bang open Ororo jumped startled but Jean scowled and said "finally that must be Logan with the mail it took him forever" and grumbling she got up to get the mail from Logan, Ororo stood as well "what? Couldn't wait a couple minutes for your next fashion magazine?" she said. Jean huffed and said "NO I could NOT wait." And stormed out of the room. Just as Ororo was reaching for the syrup she heard an ear splitting yell. "HANK! I NEED YOU IN THE ENTRANCE HALL ITS AN EMERGANCY!" Logan was just about to yell again when Jean walked in and said its alright I contacted him, she tapped her head with her finger "what's all the yelling about? OH!" she gasped. Just as Hank and Ororo arrived. Hank stood stalk still for a minute before rushing over to Logan and taking the girl from him and rushing off. Jean. Ororo, and Logan exchanged a look before following.