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Chapter 4

Logan cringed as a bullet nicked his shoulder. He took cover behind the crumbling wall and cursed. They'd just split up from Piotr and the other mutants only moments ago. Logan had led them the majority of the way out than they'd gone their separate ways. Now they were stuck just below the infirmary, the stairs blocked by three trigger happy soldiers.

Emma's skin sparkled with its indestructible diamond mutation; she stood in front of Kayla, shielding her from any stray bullets. Both Logan and herself had begged Kayla to get on the plane with the others, but she told him her place was with them, her family. Emma had wanted to question why Logan was suddenly part of the family but knew it wasn't the time or the place.

Logan turned to the two girls, his eyes lingering on Kayla's for a moment before he spoke. "This needs to end now. They know were coming for Wade, which means he doesn't have a lot of time." He said, trying to be heard over the gunfire.

Emma nodded. "I'll take the brunt of the fire if you do your thing... and when i mean your thing ..."

"Kill a few soldiers?" he finished and she smirked a little, glancing back at her sister.

"I know." Kayla said, seeing the look in her sister's eyes. "I'll stay here." Emma smiled at her gratefully. Kayla's mutation was powerful, but she needed direct contact with other people for it to work, unfortunately in this situation she couldn't play a part.

"Right, let's do this." Emma muttered. She leapt out from behind the wall and was immediately met with gunfire. Bullets bounced off her skin as she ran charging up the stairs, she could hear Logan behind her, metal against flesh, slicing his way through his victims. They had been so preoccupied with her that that hadn't even noticed Logan. It was over in a matter of seconds.

Emma reached the door and tried the handle. It was locked. Bringing on her movie knowledge she kicked at it with all the force she could muster. She fell backwards instantly, hitting the floor hard. The door hadn't so much as shaken. She cursed, brushing herself off.

Logan walked up beside her, smirking amusedly. "Nice one."

She glared at him, getting to his feet. "Just open it." She snapped. His grin widened and he kicked open the door, it tore of the hinges, flying across the room.

Logan walked in cautiously, Emma and Kayla treading softly behind him. It was brightly lit, and surprisingly unguarded. Emma didn't take long to wonder why though; she scanned the room quickly, searching for its occupants.

There were half a dozen metal tables, reminding her of some type of twisted morgue. They were all empty. The opposite side of the room had been sectioned off by a light blue hospital curtain and if she listened hard enough she could hear the steady beep beep beep of a monitor. It didn't take a genius to realise someone was behind it.

She marched forward, pulling back the curtains in one swift motion.

Her mouth dropped open in horror, from behind her she could hear her sister gasp and Logan let off a string of profanities. It was Wade alright, connected to half a dozen machines. His eyes were propped open by instruments she'd never seen before, leaving his usually dark brown eyes bloodshot and bleeding. All his hair had been shaven off and the majority of his skin was marked with black lines, running all the way up his arms and down his bare chest. The most horrifying thing of all however was the stitches that sealed his mouth shut in a crude zigzagged fashion.

Emma felt tears prick her eyes but pushed them back, quickly undoing the restraints that held him down. Kayla went to his other side, doing the same. Once he was free she looked at the instruments that held his eyes painfully open. She glanced up at her sister, unsure how to undo them.

"You can't hurt him any more than he already is." Logan mumbled, yanking the instruments off with painful force, ripping open new wounds. They all watched fascinated as the fresh cuts began to seal themselves up, only leaving behind a few specks of blood. Wade's eyes than closed almost instantly, and Kayla set about cutting the stiches around his mouth.

"Hurry." Logan muttered. "We have to get out of here before more soldier show up."

Emma unhooked him from the machines and gently lifted one of his arms up and over her shoulders. Logan grabbed the other and together they dragged him out of the bed. He let out a small moan and Emma reassured him quietly that he was going to be alright.

Going down the stairs proved to be more difficult than they first imagined. Logan being a good two heads taller than Emma and Wade wasn't exactly a lightweight. After some pulling, tripping and cursing (mainly from Logan) they successful made it down in one piece.

They made their way through the tunnels to where Logan said the plane would be, and to their surprise and worry there wasn't even a hint of hostile activity. They rounded the last tunnel that led to their exit, the afternoon sunlight blinding them momentarily. They could hear the whine of the plane's engine in the distance and they unconsciously quicken their pace.

Just as they stepped out of the tunnel towards there freedom Logan was suddenly wrenched back, sending Wade and Emma off balance.

Logan pushed himself up of the ground, turning around quickly to meet his attacker. "Victor." He growled.

The older man grinned, chuckling softly to himself. "Leaving without saying goodbye brother?"

"Didn't you find my note?" Logan snapped, beginning to circle his brother.

Kayla grabbed a hold of Emma's arm, beginning to pull her and Wade to their feet. A fight was about to break out, and the last thing she wanted was her baby sister in the thick of it.

Victor growled low in his throat, his eyes darting from his brothers, to the others and back again. Then he unexpectedly pounced and Logan let out a feral yell as they both collided together. "Get Wade out of here!" Logan screamed, gaining the upper hand as his claws jabbed into Victors shoulder.

Emma looked on wide eyed as Victor hollered in pain, almost too petrified to move.

"Emma, let's go." Kayla yelled, the plane's engine was winding up, they didn't have much time. She pulled Wade forward and Emma quickly followed, running hurriedly towards the islands edge.

They were too late. The plane glided off over the water, kicking up a splash of water in its wake.

"What now!" Emma yelled, turning to her sister. Kayla was looking around the island urgently, her eyes falling back towards the entrance of the tunnel. Victor and Logan were gone.

"This way." Kayla said, and they started up again, running towards a Jeep about fifty meters away. The doors were thankfully unlocked, and both women struggled to get Wade in the passenger seat. Kayla ran to the driver's side and yanked open the door just as gun fire erupted in the distance. Both sisters paused momentarily looking in the way of the sound before Kayla went back to work, pulling at some of the wires under the steering wheel.

"Since when do you know how to hot-wire a car." Emma asked sceptically.

Kayla didn't reply, sparking the wires and hearing the successful purr of the engine as it came to life. "Get in." She ordered.

Emma stared at her a moment, "What? What about you?"

Kayla smiled sadly, meeting her sister's eyes. " I'll catch up."

Emma shook her head fiercely. "No, you're coming with me."

"Please Emma, I can't. Logan ..." she paused, swallowing hard. "I'll meet you at our parent's cabin."

"Kayla-" Gun fire sounded again, this time much closer than the last.

"Go Emma." She said fiercely, pushing her into the driver's seat. "Do this for me, please. I need to know your safe." She said, tears brimming in her eyes.

Emma was still shaking her head, but she didn't protest again. "Our parent's cabin." She said softly and Kayla nodded, wrapping her arms around her.

"I love you little sister."

She pulled herself away and just like that she was gone, running off into the direction of gunfire. Emma watched her leave for a moment before hitting the gas pedal, knowing that it might be the last time she ever saw her sister again.

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La la la, hope you enjoyed!! We'll see some more of (awake) Wade next chapter! Woot! Can you tell I'm in a strange mood?