The snow began to slowly fall on the street as Logan walked down the sidewalk after a few drinks at the bar. He couldn't get frostbite but he could still feel the cold just like everyone else.
Some would be returning with frostbite unlike most...
A little girl sat against the brick wall of downtown New York, her legs were close to her body as she cried. Her brown hair was all different lengths and messy, she wore an old red shirt with ripped jeans.
Logan looked down at her. He couldn't just leave her there. He sat down beside her.
"Need a place to stay?" He asked her, the young girl nodded.
He stood up sticking a hand out for her. "My daddy told me to stay here." She said quietly, her voice trailing off as she spoke.
"Wheres your daddy?"
"At home"
"Then lets get ya home" he said, before the little took his hand. She stood up, appearing as a 16 year old girl, her brown hair was under a blue snowboarding cap as she wore jeans and a black jacket for the cold winter ahead.
"Sorry" she said as he noticed that she was stealing his powers, making him completely powerless and weak. He fell to the ground, looking up at two girls, the blond girl who had caused him to believe she was a little girl and the older girl who had caused the pain.
Everything went blurred before turning black.
Hours later...
Logan's motorcycle pulled into the x mansion's garage. It was late so the driver was trying to be as quiet as possible as he walked inside and up to his room, stopping when he saw Ororo.
"Logan, you can't be out this late" she told him.
He grunted, continuing to his room to sleep. She sighed, blaming it on him not having yet, gotten over Jean's death. He listened as she walked away, a soft creek could be heard from the stairs.
A small smile found its way across his lips as he said "move into phase 3."
"Chase, we should do this again, this was a load of ah fun" A young woman said with a drunken tone, she appeared to have had one too many drinks.
Her arm was around the shoulder of a man who was supporting her weight, he appeared to be her age and barely less drunk, having his own trouble walking. The girl had messy brown hair that fell in her face, covering her blue eyes as she wobbled along with him. She was wearing a dark blue skirt that barely touched her knees with a white tank top and a black button up on top.
The night was dark other then a few lights that lined the street, some people were still out, even though it was way past most of their bed times and had work in the morning. The Friday night had been quite an interesting one since there were several parties going on.
"Yeah, but I have work and stuff to do in the morning so yeah" he said, lightly laughing.
While her clothes stood out more, his were more plain. He wore a dark red jacket over his own black button up and black slacks. His blond hair was short and messy while his blue eyes were half open at what was in front of them.
"Eva, I see a very fun night ahead of us" he said playfully before she gently elbowed his chest but missed. "Dang I missed."
"Missed by like a mile, sweetheart" The two were enjoying themselves even though they weren't suppose to be getting drunk or playing around.
They stopped, laughing about something as they leaned against the building wall.
"Maybe I should uh, make us less drunk, the street is like moving."
"The street is like always moving"she explained.
"They're calming down, shes still without her powers and hes not going to return them till tomorrow. His own powers are set low, so he has low level control. We need to get them now." A young man said over a small walkie talkie, watching them.
"Is Roger in position?" the other end said before a "ready."
"Starting" the other end said, the young man watched as two fell to the ground, both in pain. Their hair turned to its natural color as did their eyes. The man stood up for a moment, glaring coldly at the young man who watched.
Small golden bracelets snapped onto both of their wrists.
"All clear" the young man said, their bodies disappearing.