Emma Frost was in the infirmary part of the mansion with Tiffany. Tiffany was lying on a bed asleep, hooked up to a machine that read her brain waves. Scott walked in to see how she was doing. Emma looked up from where she sat when she heard him enter the room.
"How's she doing?" he asked her.
"She's stable. But I'm not sure what will happen now." she informed him.
"What were you able to see?"
"They're going to attack here. It seems as if they are putting a mutant army together. That's what I could gather from her vision."
"Do you know when?" he asked her as he watched Tiffany sleep. Emma shook her head no as she looked to ground.
"Tiffany isn't able to quite see when something will happen. She hasn't mastered that part of her powers yet. It could be tonight, it could be next week." she told him while now looking at her. Scott cussed under his breath. He knew that they needed to free the other mutants, but at the same time, he didn't want to leave the mansion unprotected, especially with the younger students there.
"We still have to save the others." he told her. "I wish the professor was here." he added, hating the fact that all this was going on while he was over in Europe somewhere. Whenever Scott was facing a hard problem, the professor always knew what to do.
"I'll go." Logan said from the doorway. Scott turned around to look at him.
"How long have you been standing there?" he asked him.
"Not long." Logan told him as he walked in. "She going to be alright?"
"Yes." Emma told him. "I didn't think you wanted to help?"
"I changed my mind." he told her.
"I see that. And your son?" she asked him, waiting to see what he would say.
"Let's just say I had a good pep talk." he told the both of them as he slowly turned his head to see that Sara wasn't that far behind him as she entered the room. He smiled at her before turning his attention back.
"Hi." she said to them with a small wave of her hand. Logan looked at Scott who seemed not too sure on the whole thing.
"Look, I'll go and check this place out. See what I can do. We all know I can last longer in a fight then you guys. That way you all can stay here and watch the place. And if I run into Daken….well," he told them, not quite wanting to finish the sentence. He then walked out, not wanting to get any ones input. When Logan makes up his mind, there's no way changing it back. Scott looked at Sara for a moment before speaking.
"What did you do to him?" he asked her.
"Nothing. We just….talked." she told him with a smile.
It was about ten at night when he started fighting it again. Daken was lying in bed with Lady Siv. She was asleep as he turned to look at her. Part of him wanted to kill her, slit her throat open, but the other part was fighting those urges off. His healing factor was getting stronger at fighting off the serum that she kept injecting him with. He slowly sat up in the bed, trying not to disturb her. His mind began to race, it had been two hours since his last injection, and he was already trying to gain control. He made his way to the small round table that was in the bedroom. Atop it was the case with the syringes. He stood there, looking at it. He slowly placed his hand on it, picking it up when he heard her mumble something in her sleep. He looked back at her to see that she began to move from her right side to her left. Once he knew that she was still asleep he began to make his way from the bed room to the living room with the case. He sat on the couch for a couple minutes with it, not opening it as his mind was getting a bit clearer. He then slowly began to open it, taking one out when he heard something. It was dark in the living room; the only light coming in was from the moon.
"Why are you up?" Lady Siv asked him. As soon as he left the bedroom, she had gone to put her hand on him and saw that he wasn't there. She began walking to him as she flipped the light switch. "And what are you doing with those?" He looked at for a moment.
"Regaining control." he told her.
"I don't think so. You can try as much as you like, but you're mine!" she told him as she snatched the case from his hand. But just as she did so, he grabbed her wrist.
"I belong to no one!" he yelled at her as his mind began to flood with rage. She began to use her free hand, trying to get one of the syringes out when he smacked the case from her. It fell to ground, with the last three remaining syringes falling out. One which rolled under the couch. He began to squeeze her wrist and he grabbed her other.
"Let me go!" she yelled as she tried to get free. She began to emit her powers onto him, but he caught on as his claws on his hands began to come out.
"You want to control me! You think you can control me!" he yelled with rage. He threw her to the ground hard. She fell with a loud thump as her head hit the floor. He stood over her, staring her down as his third claws began to come from his wrists. "Let's see how loud you can scream." he told her. She pushed herself back in a hurry, getting up as he began to run after her. She was acting scared, but she really wasn't. She ran to the front door and ran out to the hall. He wasn't far behind. She turned to see him advancing towards her, some of her hair was in her face, but it didn't stop her from taking the next step. She held her hands out and closed her eyes. Just as he began to leap for her, he fell to the ground hard. He screamed in pain as he began to feel like something was trying to escape his body.
"You have no clue who you're dealing with, Daken!" she yelled as she looked down at him. "No one can take me out, especially you!" He looked up at her as his claws went back in. He was lying on his side now, holding his arms around his stomach in pain. She kneeled down to him, using her left hand to pull on his hair, pulling his head back. "Like I stated before, you're mine!" she informed him as she placed her other hand on his forehand, knocking him out like before. She then got up and looked down at him for moment before grabbing his arms, dragging him back inside and to the bedroom. From there she tied his hands behind his back and then to the wall. She pulled out her cell phone from her purse and called the labs. Dr. Velm answered.
"We got a problem." she told him as she began to pick up the syringes off the living room floor. "I need stronger doses. These are starting to wear off."
"Bring him back to the labs. We may have found a way to stop his healing factor." he told her.
"Good. Cause I can't deal with this shit." she told him as she injected Daken with a dose.
Wolverine began to make his way to New Jersey on his bike. Emma told him that the building that she could see was a corporate one that was near the New York/New Jersey border. It was midnight when he left the mansion. He had taken a bit of a nap, or what he could, before heading out. He got the whole 'don't do anything stupid' speech from Scott. Sara and Kitty had given him hugs and told him to be safe. His bike roared in the night. He began thinking how he would or should react when he finds Daken. He already knew how his son would be, that was one of the problems of not knowing what to do. The border was a few hours away; it wouldn't be till four in the morning till he got there. It was a good thing sunrise didn't happen till after seven.