I had re-upload this story – because one I am stupid and two I forgot to double space it. So here's my new x-men story. Enjoy!
It was a dreary afternoon when Professor Xavier called his aptly name x-men into his office. He had a mission for them - an extremely important mission. He looked at the people gathered around the room. Ororo and Scott, the team leaders, looked attentively from the chairs in front of his desk. They were better known as Storm and Cyclops. Rogue and Bobby, or Iceman as he liked to be called stood together with Kitty Pryde or Shadowcat chatting happily with them. The Professor knew his protégée, Jean Grey stood faithfully behind him. Beast in his smart suit looked every inch the politician as he waited with Nightcrawler beside him for the last member of their team to arrive.
Wolverine. He was always late. When he stormed into the office, roughly slamming the door, no one even spared him a glance. "It was good of you to join us, Logan." The Professor remarked dryly before proceeding to brief the team on the problem at hand.
"I have called you all here, because this mission needs our full attention. We have to collect a mutant-"
Logan swiftly interrupted; "If it's just a collection why do we all need to go? I swear I have to go to every damn one of these things!"
The Professor calmly carried on; "Well, Logan I thought you would relish the chance to take down another of Stryker's facilities."
A collective gasp went around the room, "I thought that we had destroyed his facility at Alkali Lake. Wasn't he only experimenting there?" Storm inquired.
Rage was pouring off Logan in waves of frustration. The Professor tried to ignore his obvious struggle, knowing that Logan would not want attention bought to it. "No, unfortunately Stryker had another facility in a remote location. It was his 'back up' facility, with a number of mutants in residence there. From what I can tell, at the moment there are 5 mutants in the facility."
"What do you mean 'from what you can tell' doesn't Cerebro give you an accurate reading?" McCoy asked.
"Well, the facility was heavily shielded, much like Eric's helmet kept me out of his thoughts, this facility was completely unknown to me until 4 months ago, when I believe there was a tear in the shield. This allowed me a brief glance at the mutants inside." The Professor explained.
Logan growled; "You've known about this for four months!? Why the hell didn't we go in straight away?"
Xavier looked at Jean, she replied in his stead; "Because Logan, there is a very special mutant in the facility. We had to prepare her mentally, so that when we rescue her she will not die from the shock. She has been in there her whole life."
Scott cut in before Logan could shout again; "So we have a person on the inside? Who are they? Are they going to help us get in?"
The Professor nodded gravely; "Yes, we have a person on the inside named Kerry, she is an accomplished telepath. Unless her cover is blown she cannot help us get into the facility. She volunteered to spy on Stryker's facilities from the inside. We will leave shortly. Scott if you could prepare the jet? Hank, you and Jean will check the health of the mutants imprisoned there when we have safely rescued them on the jet. Kurt, we may need to quickly evacuate the facility so you may have to teleport a number of people to the jet. Make no mistake everyone; the facility will be heavily guarded with mutants and human soldiers alike."
The X-men team looked grave as they filed out of the office. In no time, the entire team was in their suits and on the jet, ready to take off. The Professor had stayed at the Institute to run the school while the x-men, and therefore most of his teachers, were away. He had purposely sent them on this mission on a long weekend to minimise the impact on the school year. Goodness knows the children had had enough commotion already. The Professor watched the jet as it rose up out of the basketball courts and swiftly flew away. He could only hope that the team came back alive with their precious cargo.
The X-men meanwhile, had no idea what they were walking into. The only thing they knew was that it was one of Stryker's facility's so to expect lots of nasty surprises and traps. When the team had landed in the remote area they quickly scanned the area. There was nothing. Logan prowled the area; he could barely contain his frustration. "For god's sake where the hell is the facility? It's supposed to be here! Could Chuck have been wrong?"
Storm calmly replied; "No, the professor said it had some kind of cloaking device remember? Jean do you sense anything?"
Jean raised her hand to her head and concentrated; "Yes there's definitely something here. It's about 2 metres in front Scott."
The team glanced at the space in front of Scott; "But there's nothing there!" Bobby exclaimed.
Scott carefully walked with his hands outstretched in front of him, until he hit a solid object. Once he had touched it with his hand, Scott could see the facility. He gasped, it was a monstrous building. The others mimicked his actions touching the facility gingerly. As soon as they saw the facility Logan growled. The building was built out of grey metal crudely welded together with blocks of concrete stretching in between. The front door had a security panel which Logan quickly overcame by stabbing it with his metal claws. They walked through the large door and carefully walked down the dimly lit corridor. Suddenly a piercing sound split the air; "It's the alarm, get ready guys, they definitely know we're here!" Scott decided to state the obvious.
"Let's split up, we can cover more ground that way and it will confuse the guards. Storm you go with Logan, Jean and I will go this way, Bobby, Rogue and Kitty go together – see if you can find the control room. Beast and Nightcrawler try and free as many as the captives as you can. Get them back to the jet." Jean ran off with Scott before anyone could protest.
Logan and Storm ran down the corridor, checking at each intersection that no one was getting ready to attack them. They only ran a short distance before a group of guards stood in front of them guns poised. "I'll take the ones on the left you take the ones on the right" Logan quickly muttered before launching himself at the guards. Some bullets grazed him, but he healed quickly. He used his claws to slash at their guns, cleanly slicing them in two. Logan grappled with them, trying to subdue the guards – Chuck didn't like all the killing he did. He stabbed at their vests, wounding them instead and knocking them over the head with his fists. Storm on the other hand had levitated herself into the air, using lightening to blast the guards back as they fell unconscious. When they were all subdued Logan looked at Storm; "Why the hell did Scott put us together? You control lightening and I'm made of metal!" Storm smiled softly before continuing down the corridor.
They looked into the small grimy windows of the rooms on either side of them. Mostly it was computer equipment or surgical rooms. Storm shuddered to think what those surgical instruments were used for, they gleamed with malice. It was in the fourth of fifth room that they found the first mutant captive.
It was a boy, no older than thirteen, huddled sobbing on the small mattress in the middle of the room. Logan quickly slashed at the locks and the door swung open. Storm walked in carefully and in a soothing tone talked to the young boy. "It's ok; we're here to help you. We can get you out of here. I'm Storm and this is Logan. Don't worry, he may look scary but he'll protect you." Logan snorted as he warily looked around the corridor – searching for any threat.
Suddenly Nightcrawler appeared next to him. Logan nearly slashed his neck before realising who he was. "God, Blue! Don't you know by now not to do that to me?"
Kurt swallowed a couple of times before replying; "Sorry. I was coming to get the mutant you found, Jean contacted me. It was very hard to get here – I could not see where I was going. I will take him back to the jet." Kurt walked into the room and carefully held onto the boy and seconds later he was gone, leaving only a small wisp of smoke in his wake.
Storm and Logan turned as one down the next corridor, it was a dead end. The room at the very end of the corridor was brightly lit. Warily, they approached the room. Storm peered through the thick glass; "Logan, break it open. Now." Logan, for once did as he was asked and slashed the doors hinges away from the wall. The door swung against the wall violently, announcing the duos arrival with a loud bang. They both tensed expecting an attack from a scared mutant or at least the guards, but none came.
The room was completely white; there was only one object in the room. It was a clear six foot long tank raised on a pedestal. The water was a clear crystalline blue; it was perfectly still, not a ripple disturbed the surface. But what was in the tank interested the x-men more. It was a girl. She had wires attached to every part of her body. The wires disappeared into the floor of the tank, so there was no way of knowing what she was attached to. They had shaved her head to place wires with pads on her skin and temples. She had her eyes clothes and was just floating in the water undisturbed.
Storm spoke into her communication device; "Scott, Jean, I think we've found her. You better come see this." There was a swift reply; "We'll be there as soon as we can. We've have found all the other captive mutants. Kitty is in the control room while Bobby and Rogue are taking care of the guards. So we should be there soon."
Logan could not stop staring at the girl. "What the hell are they doing to the kid?" he asked more to himself than Storm. It seemed like only moments passed before Jean and Scott raced into the room, slightly out of breath; "Oh my God. What should we do Scott?"
"The Professor said we have to get her out of here no matter what. Hank says that the other prisoners are fine; apart from some mental trauma and a couple of scratches they should be fine. But this girl, well, unless we get her out of her I think she could die. We are going to have to disconnect her from the machine somehow. Jean, you disconnect the wires, Logan can you break the glass when you're ready?" Scott replied.
Logan nodded, his eyes still transfixed on the girl in the tank as Jean used her telekinesis to carefully disconnect the wires attached to her. Suddenly Jean tensed; "Scott, there are guards coming down the corridor!"
"Storm come with me, we'll hold them off until you're finished!" Scott ran out into the corridor his hand already on his glasses.
Only moments later, Jean shouted; "Logan, now – smash the glass NOW!" Logan willingly obliged, smashing the glass in one go. The water cascaded out of the tank with the girl falling to the floor. Logan snatched her up and ran out of the room with Jean on his tail. He clutched the girl to him, as he swiped left and right with his claws. Cyclops and Storm had taken care of most of most of the guards; Logan only had one or two to beat with Jean taking care of the rest.
They ran out of the facility meeting the others at the front door. They quickly advanced to the jet the girl still unconscious in Logan's arms. Hank carefully took the girl and laid her out to check if she was ok. As they took off Hank concluded; "Well, physically she looks fine, slightly underweight but otherwise healthy."
As the journey continued, the x-men's young charges tentatively introduced themselves. There were 3 boys all under eighteen, who had been taken quite recently. They were called Charlie, Billy and Jack. The two girls both looked under twenty as well. The girl who wasn't unconscious was called Anna. She was petrified. Silence filled the jet; the occupants all looked at the girl laying unconscious on a stretcher.
"Who is she?"