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X-Women
By Diana Moon Glampers
Part I
Chapter 1
Perfect Metal Skeleton
Loga couldn't sleep.
It was a quiet night at The X Mansion, too quiet. Yet there were sounds, sounds of clocks ticking away. There were sounds of lights, buzzing a low hum. Autumn leaves shuffled in the wind from out the window. Then, there was silence, that loud, piercing sound that people perceive when they hear absolutely nothing. That was the loudest noise ever.
Loga couldn't sleep. She tried to close her eyes. She tried not to think about anything. She tried to relax. It was impossible. Her skin felt hot, like there was fire burning up inside of her chest. She couldn't stop sweating. It felt like a fountain, continuously pouring down her body. Whenever she moved, sticky, foul smelling water spread across her body. She was tired and her back ached, yet she felt like she had to move around. She was also hungry, even though she ate plenty that day. It was impossible for her to sleep.
"Damnit. Damn it all," Loga mumbled.
She sat up in her bed and lit up a cigarette. She looked at the time. It was almost 6:00 in the morning. Her alarm was going to go off any second now. Loga groaned.
"Might as well get up now."
She disabled her alarm and got ready for a long day of teaching students history.
-XW-
Loga arrived at her classroom. It was quiet that morning, but it wouldn't be in a few moments. She pulled some books out of her desk, along with lesson plans and grade books.
"What are we doing today? The Great Depression?"
Loga flipped through her notes. It was pretty in-dept. Stock market's crash, bull markets, bear markets, The New Deal, all the different programs that came with it… It made her head hurt.
"This couldn't have come at a worse time," she growled.
She could feel her muscles twitching, hurt blood racing. She began to sweat again. Then, she felt calm. It was as though all of the energy left her. Her morning class walked in, unaware of what their instruction was going through.
Loga saw some of the usual students that she taught. She'd even been on missions with a few of them as X-Women. There was Katie Wagner, often shortened to just Wagner. She was covered in blue fur and had a long, devil's tail. She stopped to talk to her instructor.
"Ms. Loga?"
She often went by "Ms. Loga". She wasn't too fond of "Ms. Howlett".
"Yes, Katie?" she said.
She did not feel like talking to her that day.
"Yesterday's lesson confused me a bit. It…"
"Can it wait until after class?" Loga snarled.
"…Yes, Ms. Loga."
She felt a little sad about doing that to Katie, but she did not feel like doing this today.
A few more students came in, one of them being John Grey. Loga had a soft spot for John. They'd worked together in the field before and had even saved each other's lives on a few occasions. John wasn't always sure of his telekinetic powers, however. They freaked him out at times and couldn't always control them.
Loga looked up at the clock and noticed that it was time to begin. She groaned.
"Okay, class. Today we're talking about…"
Before she could finish, the classroom's door slammed open. It was the problem student, Renny. She was often disruptive in class and always tardy. Loga didn't get along with her very well.
"Sorry, Ms. Loga. I… I was…"
"I don't want excuses, Renny. Now have a seat," Loga said.
"But… Ms. Loga…"
"Have a seat, or get out," Loga said.
Loga spoke her lecture. She talked about what life was like during the great depression, the economics, other contributing factors, the dust bowl… She started to feel bad about how she was acting.
"…And down in the cities, people wouldn't eat meat on Tuesdays because…"
Loga felt sick. She had to go.
"Uh… Class ends early today," she said.
Renny raised her hand. Loga ignored her. She needed to go somewhere. She didn't even know where. Loga let her primal senses guide her, off of the Xavia institute, out into the wilderness. She could feel emotion burning inside of her, an unquenchable fury. Someone was with her. That was when she knew why she was here.
"Victoria."
"Loga."
Victoria Creed, sometimes called Sabretooth, stood behind Loga. She wore a long, fancy fur coat, which blew in the wind. She gave Loga a smile, showing her shiny, adamantium teeth.
"How did you know I'd be here?" Loga said.
"Oh, I can smell you, Loga, you bitch. I can smell the bitch coming right off of you," Victoria replied.
Loga clenched her fist. Her metal claws extended from her hand.
"This is between you and me, Torrie. No X-Women, no Sisterhood of Evil Mutants. Let's go," Loga said.
"Eager for a fight?" Victoria said.
She took off her coat and set it aside. Her fingernails turned to metal.
"You know I am," Loga said.
"What a coincidence? I am too," Victoria replied.
Loga lunged at Victoria with both of her claws out. Victoria jumped out of the way. She sank her claws into her rival's back. She tore at her skin. Blood oozed out of her. Loga sliced across Victoria's face. She screamed in pain and dug her claws into Loga's shoulders.
"Go die!" Victoria shouted.
Loga slashed at Victoria's chest, hoping to get her heart. Victoria ignored the pain. She dug her nails into Loga's shoulders even more, right into the ball joints. Loga could feel her arms weakening and growing numb. It was a pressure point, something that she'd learned after years of practice fighting.
"Looks like I win this time," Victoria said.
Loga growled. She put forth all of her strength into her arms. She tried to stab Victoria, right in her gut, but was weakened. She fell onto the ground, the pain unbearable.
"You're so weak and pathetic, Loga. You know that?" Victoria said.
She opened her mouth. Her teeth glimmered in the sun. Loga stood up. There was an unstoppable rage inside of her. Her body was heating up. She could feel rivers of sweat pouring down her.
"It ends here, Torrie," she said.
Loga jabbed right into Victoria's stomach. She twisted her claw. Victoria's guts were shredded. She tried to get away. She was feeling fear, fear that she wasn't used to feeling. Loga was out for blood this time.
"Get back here!" she shouted.
Loga tore into Victoria's guts again. She was ready to drive her claws up into her heart. She was, until something stopped her. She could feel someone else controlling her body, someone moving her arm away.
"You did well, Victoria."
It was Erika Lensherr, Magneta, Leader of The Sisterhood of Evil Mutants. She held Loga's body, using her powers to grip her metal skeleton.
"Loga… Is it really that easy to find you?" Magneta said.
Loga growled at her. Magneta laughed.
"Either way, you belong to me now, The Sisterhood of Evil Mutants."
Magneta turned to Victoria, who was holding her stomach to stop her guts from falling out.
"Let's go, Sabretooth," the leader said.
Victoria groaned in pain.
"Don't complain. You'll heal," Magneta said.
She levitated Loga back to her lair, with Victoria close behind.