Falling.
He was falling, or as he would say "Fallin'".
He opened his eyes and realized that he wasn't falling. Not anymore. He was
drowning.
Logan was a.... what was he? He was a person who traveled. He made money when
he needed it. He ate when he found something that was edible. He bathed when
he found somewhere to although that was the least of his worries. He lived
in his truck, and that was about it.
On this particular day he had been driving down a quiet road in Alaska. He'd
fallen asleep behind the wheel, and driven onto a frozen lake. He had woken
up, and carefully got out of his vehicle. Then the ice creaked and he fell
through.
Which is where we are now.
Logan swam for the surface, but the freezing water was having an effect on
him, and his adamantium skeleton did nothing for his buoyancy.
Finally, his arms and legs went weak and he could barely move.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Logan lay on the grass.
The last thing he remembered was arms hooking under his own. He'd opened his
eyes and saw something that couldn't possibly be. Women. Women in the water.
Women with tails. The creatures from the Disney movie, mermaids.
He stood up easily and looked at his surroundings. It was morning, he
could smell the dew, maybe around 9. He had been laying on the bank of a
creek in the greenest grass he'd ever seen in his life, and he'd been living
a long time. He could hear chattering from deep in the dark forest behind
him. On the other side of the creek stood a castle the size of a mini mall. Beyond the castle were mountains.
It was beautiful, to say the very least. It looked like a fairytale land.
Wait hadn't he fell into an iced over lake, and hadn't his truck fell through also? Of course he had been asleep, but he doubted there were castles in Maine.
Logan thought about diving into this creek to see about rescuing his truck, but that wouldn't be very smart would it. His skeleton made him sink like lead.
Logan took off two layers of his wet clothing. Now wearing a black tee and some ripped jeans. He wrung them out. Even though he'd almost drowned he dropped to his knees at the bank and splashed his face with the cold clear water, he couldn't resist. He sat up.
He wasn't in a rush to find out what was going on. He had nowhere to be.
The top of a head appeared in the creek.
Logan raised an eyebrow.
A head and torso and now more were popping up. Five more bear upper bodies emerged from the clear water, and when he looked through the water, he saw shiny green, blue, green-blue, purple, orange and red. All of their young faces were beautiful but some more so than others.
"Hi." He said.
Five of the six creatures ducked back under the water. The one who'd appeared to him first never flinched, obviously the leader.
The creature greeted him back by holding up a webbed hand, fingers parted, like she was waving, except she didn't wave. She stared at him intently. Waiting for his next move.
"Can you speak?"
She shook her head no.
He mumbled, "In all the stories I've heard you can talk."
The beautiful creature cocked her head to the side.
"You are a mermaid?"
The creature nodded and dove underwater.
"WAIT?!" He sprang to his booted feet.
A large red tail surfaced and splashed water on him.
A second later all six of the mermaids resurfaced.
"Your back."
They nodded.
"You saved me?"
They nodded again.
"How did I get here? Where's my truck?"
Most of the mermaids stared at him, but a smaller one, with the green tail, in the rear smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand she fell back into the water. Logan chuckled.
"Sorry, I'm guessin' you all saw me drownin' and brought me here."
More nodding.
"What I want to know is where is here?"
They all seemed pretty clueless, but red-tail the leader, pointed to the castle. She shot up into the air, and landed on her splashing Logan. She splashed him again and swam down the creek.
Logan got the point. He grabbed his clothes and followed. The other mermaids swam next to him as he jogged after red-tail.
The mermaids led him to a shallow spot. They jumped back and forth over the spot. Logan easily walked across.
The mermaids clapped and giggled and made deep throaty sounds.
"You want me to go to the castle?"
They nodded enthusiastically.
"What if I want to see you guys again?"
Red-tail splashed her face with
water. The others copied.
"What is that like, my very own private line?"
The mermaids stared.
Logan chuckled, "Thanks, I'm gonna go. Hey these people in this castle
aren't like murdering medieval maniacs are they?"
The mermaids splashed him.
After a long walk through an open field, Logan came to what seemed like the
backyard of the castle. The 'yard' was enclosed by a wooden fence. He hopped it.
He continued,the castle was still far away.
He looked at the backside of the castle. There was a stable and some other smaller buildings, but that was about it.
His senses told him that a human stood just out side the stables and he also
knew that this person was tending to two horses. Logan started to
jog a bit. This was starting to bore him and he wanted some spoken answers.
He could see the person now. A black woman, she had a red and white scarf on her
head. She saw him now and started toward him. The horses followed.
"Hello." She said when she got within twenty feet. She sounded amused and had an accent and it sounded more like "'allo".
"Hi." They were stopped. Now that they were in front of each other he could
see that she wore no scarf at all. Her white hair was tied messily in a
ponytail behind her head. Her looks said she was maybe eighteen, but the way she moved and the way she talked told him that she was much older.
"The mermaids sent you?"
"Yeah."
"Come with me, all will be explained." She hopped upon one of the horses and stared at him waiting.
Logan paid attention to the horses for the first time. Both horses were extremely large. The one the woman sat on was jet black, with a white diamond on his head.
It also had a horn.
The horn was dead in the center of it's forehead, right above the white diamond.
The horn was a spiral, and was covered in short blonde fur.
"It's a-"
"Unicorn? Yes, it is. Are you coming?"
"Yeah." He peeled his eyes away from the young woman and the unicorn and looked to his own horse, and was surprised again.
His horse was solid cinnamon colored. It was a little taller than the unicorn. Instead of a horn, it had wings folded tightly against it's sides.
He studied the horse, everything about it screamed power.Logan sighed and shrugged, "No saddle?"
She shook her head, "No son of the great Pegasus shall be saddled."
"...Pegasus?" He shrugged, and walked over to the horse. He put both hands on the animals back preparing to jump on cowboy style. "No different then a motorcycle." He mumbled.
The horse lowered himself to the ground. Logan raised an eyebrow and stepped back. He shrugged again and sat on the horses back. The horse stood up and the woman started to lead them to the castle. Logan's horse spread his wings and ran into the air.
Logan let out a string of obscenities.
"Timadeus, heal! Come back here, this instant!"
Logan's horse landed and walked over to where the woman sat on the unicorn. His ead low, feet dragging.
The horse stood face to face with the unicorn. "The young woman stared at him, "What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry." He said just above a whisper. His voice was like a young boy's. Logan's jaw landed in the grass. A talking winged horse, who's name was Timadeus. Go figure.
"I am sorry for his behavior..."
"Logan. It's okay."
"I am Ororo." She smiled. "Come." She said to the horse they started toward the castle.
"I thought unicorns were supposed to be white?"
"It is the 21st century." She said.
"How did you know the mermaids sent me."
"You are not the first." She looked over her shoulder at him. "You could call this castle a sort of welcoming center."
"What kind of place is this?"
"This is a hidden land. You got here through one of the seven entrances. All seven entrances bring you to the creek, and the mermaids always send people like you to the castle."
It was late afternoon. Logan had just woken up and now he recapped the events that had happened just that morning.
Ororo had brought him into the castle and they had entered a large room that Logan figured was the throne room. At the end of a red carpet was a platform and on that platform was a chair that looked like a cross between a throne and a I La-Z-Boy /I recliner.
An auburn haired man sat in the chair with his feet up. He had what looked like a hospital TV tray in front of him. On the tray sat a laptop computer. Logan almost fell to his knees laughing. Ororo and the man looked at him curiously.
"What's so funny, mon ami?"
"A laptop ? What are you playing Solitaire ?"
" Yeah. Some'ting wrong wit' dat, homme ?" The man's cajun accent thickened. He pushed the rolling table away.
Logan took a breath and straightened, "Nevermind. Sorry."
Ororo spoke up, "Remy, this is Logan. The mermaids sent him."
Remy nodded, "I am King Remy." The man smiled like he enjoyed the way that sounded, "I rule here."
"Where is here?"
"Nemex."
"Nemex?"
"Nemex. The ot'er side of everywhere! Every human who lives here including Ororo and myself, come here t'rough one of the seven entrances. As you have probably seen this land be 'enchanted'," When he said enchanted he made the quote sign, "You ain't seen not'ing yet. But before I tell you everyt'ing there be somet'ing I must know."
The man narrowed his strange eyes, "Are you different?"
"What?" Logan knew damn-well what he meant, but the question surprised him.
"Are you different? Can you do something other people can't?"
Logan stared dead at the man and let his claws shoot out from the backs of his hands.
Logan heard Ororo gasped and he saw Remy's eyes widen just slightly. Logan figured he'd show off his most threatening power first, just in case they decided they didn't like mutants 'round these parts.
"Well, now that we've gotten that out de' way."
King Remy shut down his computer and Logan couldn't help smiling. He reached down to the side of his throne and pulled the lever. The throne unreclined he stood up, and cracked his neck and back. "I been playing virtual cards all day" he explained. King Remy took a black cloak off the back of his chair, and through it over his shoulders. He grabbed a golden staff from a stand that Logan hadn't noticed before. The staff had a red and black ornament on the end.
"Roro will give you a tour of the mansion later. So let's go outdoors."
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He was falling, or as he would say "Fallin'".
He opened his eyes and realized that he wasn't falling. Not anymore. He was
drowning.
Logan was a.... what was he? He was a person who traveled. He made money when
he needed it. He ate when he found something that was edible. He bathed when
he found somewhere to although that was the least of his worries. He lived
in his truck, and that was about it.
On this particular day he had been driving down a quiet road in Alaska. He'd
fallen asleep behind the wheel, and driven onto a frozen lake. He had woken
up, and carefully got out of his vehicle. Then the ice creaked and he fell
through.
Which is where we are now.
Logan swam for the surface, but the freezing water was having an effect on
him, and his adamantium skeleton did nothing for his buoyancy.
Finally, his arms and legs went weak and he could barely move.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Logan lay on the grass.
The last thing he remembered was arms hooking under his own. He'd opened his
eyes and saw something that couldn't possibly be. Women. Women in the water.
Women with tails. The creatures from the Disney movie, mermaids.
He stood up easily and looked at his surroundings. It was morning, he
could smell the dew, maybe around 9. He had been laying on the bank of a
creek in the greenest grass he'd ever seen in his life, and he'd been living
a long time. He could hear chattering from deep in the dark forest behind
him. On the other side of the creek stood a castle the size of a mini mall. Beyond the castle were mountains.
It was beautiful, to say the very least. It looked like a fairytale land.
Wait hadn't he fell into an iced over lake, and hadn't his truck fell through also? Of course he had been asleep, but he doubted there were castles in Maine.
Logan thought about diving into this creek to see about rescuing his truck, but that wouldn't be very smart would it. His skeleton made him sink like lead.
Logan took off two layers of his wet clothing. Now wearing a black tee and some ripped jeans. He wrung them out. Even though he'd almost drowned he dropped to his knees at the bank and splashed his face with the cold clear water, he couldn't resist. He sat up.
He wasn't in a rush to find out what was going on. He had nowhere to be.
The top of a head appeared in the creek.
Logan raised an eyebrow.
A head and torso and now more were popping up. Five more bear upper bodies emerged from the clear water, and when he looked through the water, he saw shiny green, blue, green-blue, purple, orange and red. All of their young faces were beautiful but some more so than others.
"Hi." He said.
Five of the six creatures ducked back under the water. The one who'd appeared to him first never flinched, obviously the leader.
The creature greeted him back by holding up a webbed hand, fingers parted, like she was waving, except she didn't wave. She stared at him intently. Waiting for his next move.
"Can you speak?"
She shook her head no.
He mumbled, "In all the stories I've heard you can talk."
The beautiful creature cocked her head to the side.
"You are a mermaid?"
The creature nodded and dove underwater.
"WAIT?!" He sprang to his booted feet.
A large red tail surfaced and splashed water on him.
A second later all six of the mermaids resurfaced.
"Your back."
They nodded.
"You saved me?"
They nodded again.
"How did I get here? Where's my truck?"
Most of the mermaids stared at him, but a smaller one, with the green tail, in the rear smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand she fell back into the water. Logan chuckled.
"Sorry, I'm guessin' you all saw me drownin' and brought me here."
More nodding.
"What I want to know is where is here?"
They all seemed pretty clueless, but red-tail the leader, pointed to the castle. She shot up into the air, and landed on her splashing Logan. She splashed him again and swam down the creek.
Logan got the point. He grabbed his clothes and followed. The other mermaids swam next to him as he jogged after red-tail.
The mermaids led him to a shallow spot. They jumped back and forth over the spot. Logan easily walked across.
The mermaids clapped and giggled and made deep throaty sounds.
"You want me to go to the castle?"
They nodded enthusiastically.
"What if I want to see you guys again?"
Red-tail splashed her face with
water. The others copied.
"What is that like, my very own private line?"
The mermaids stared.
Logan chuckled, "Thanks, I'm gonna go. Hey these people in this castle
aren't like murdering medieval maniacs are they?"
The mermaids splashed him.
After a long walk through an open field, Logan came to what seemed like the
backyard of the castle. The 'yard' was enclosed by a wooden fence. He hopped it.
He continued,the castle was still far away.
He looked at the backside of the castle. There was a stable and some other smaller buildings, but that was about it.
His senses told him that a human stood just out side the stables and he also
knew that this person was tending to two horses. Logan started to
jog a bit. This was starting to bore him and he wanted some spoken answers.
He could see the person now. A black woman, she had a red and white scarf on her
head. She saw him now and started toward him. The horses followed.
"Hello." She said when she got within twenty feet. She sounded amused and had an accent and it sounded more like "'allo".
"Hi." They were stopped. Now that they were in front of each other he could
see that she wore no scarf at all. Her white hair was tied messily in a
ponytail behind her head. Her looks said she was maybe eighteen, but the way she moved and the way she talked told him that she was much older.
"The mermaids sent you?"
"Yeah."
"Come with me, all will be explained." She hopped upon one of the horses and stared at him waiting.
Logan paid attention to the horses for the first time. Both horses were extremely large. The one the woman sat on was jet black, with a white diamond on his head.
It also had a horn.
The horn was dead in the center of it's forehead, right above the white diamond.
The horn was a spiral, and was covered in short blonde fur.
"It's a-"
"Unicorn? Yes, it is. Are you coming?"
"Yeah." He peeled his eyes away from the young woman and the unicorn and looked to his own horse, and was surprised again.
His horse was solid cinnamon colored. It was a little taller than the unicorn. Instead of a horn, it had wings folded tightly against it's sides.
He studied the horse, everything about it screamed power.Logan sighed and shrugged, "No saddle?"
She shook her head, "No son of the great Pegasus shall be saddled."
"...Pegasus?" He shrugged, and walked over to the horse. He put both hands on the animals back preparing to jump on cowboy style. "No different then a motorcycle." He mumbled.
The horse lowered himself to the ground. Logan raised an eyebrow and stepped back. He shrugged again and sat on the horses back. The horse stood up and the woman started to lead them to the castle. Logan's horse spread his wings and ran into the air.
Logan let out a string of obscenities.
"Timadeus, heal! Come back here, this instant!"
Logan's horse landed and walked over to where the woman sat on the unicorn. His ead low, feet dragging.
The horse stood face to face with the unicorn. "The young woman stared at him, "What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry." He said just above a whisper. His voice was like a young boy's. Logan's jaw landed in the grass. A talking winged horse, who's name was Timadeus. Go figure.
"I am sorry for his behavior..."
"Logan. It's okay."
"I am Ororo." She smiled. "Come." She said to the horse they started toward the castle.
"I thought unicorns were supposed to be white?"
"It is the 21st century." She said.
"How did you know the mermaids sent me."
"You are not the first." She looked over her shoulder at him. "You could call this castle a sort of welcoming center."
"What kind of place is this?"
"This is a hidden land. You got here through one of the seven entrances. All seven entrances bring you to the creek, and the mermaids always send people like you to the castle."
It was late afternoon. Logan had just woken up and now he recapped the events that had happened just that morning.
Ororo had brought him into the castle and they had entered a large room that Logan figured was the throne room. At the end of a red carpet was a platform and on that platform was a chair that looked like a cross between a throne and a I La-Z-Boy /I recliner.
An auburn haired man sat in the chair with his feet up. He had what looked like a hospital TV tray in front of him. On the tray sat a laptop computer. Logan almost fell to his knees laughing. Ororo and the man looked at him curiously.
"What's so funny, mon ami?"
"A laptop ? What are you playing Solitaire ?"
" Yeah. Some'ting wrong wit' dat, homme ?" The man's cajun accent thickened. He pushed the rolling table away.
Logan took a breath and straightened, "Nevermind. Sorry."
Ororo spoke up, "Remy, this is Logan. The mermaids sent him."
Remy nodded, "I am King Remy." The man smiled like he enjoyed the way that sounded, "I rule here."
"Where is here?"
"Nemex."
"Nemex?"
"Nemex. The ot'er side of everywhere! Every human who lives here including Ororo and myself, come here t'rough one of the seven entrances. As you have probably seen this land be 'enchanted'," When he said enchanted he made the quote sign, "You ain't seen not'ing yet. But before I tell you everyt'ing there be somet'ing I must know."
The man narrowed his strange eyes, "Are you different?"
"What?" Logan knew damn-well what he meant, but the question surprised him.
"Are you different? Can you do something other people can't?"
Logan stared dead at the man and let his claws shoot out from the backs of his hands.
Logan heard Ororo gasped and he saw Remy's eyes widen just slightly. Logan figured he'd show off his most threatening power first, just in case they decided they didn't like mutants 'round these parts.
"Well, now that we've gotten that out de' way."
King Remy shut down his computer and Logan couldn't help smiling. He reached down to the side of his throne and pulled the lever. The throne unreclined he stood up, and cracked his neck and back. "I been playing virtual cards all day" he explained. King Remy took a black cloak off the back of his chair, and through it over his shoulders. He grabbed a golden staff from a stand that Logan hadn't noticed before. The staff had a red and black ornament on the end.
"Roro will give you a tour of the mansion later. So let's go outdoors."
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