A/N: Yay! A new chapter is up. Thanks to Wild Clover, EvgenyaKim, and cutie-psycho-girl for following! I'm glad you all like it and hope you continue to enjoy it! ^^
*DISCLAIMER* I do not own any of the X Men characters. I do claim Luna/Sable as mine, though.
The jet rocked to a halt over our destination, which was some warehouse full of protestors, both human and mutant. I called for the hatch in the side to be opened, then unbuckled and stood up.
"Aren't you going to wait for us to land?" Hank asked me.
I just looked at him, "Depends. Do they need help down there?"
"Well, yes, but-"
"Then I'm not waitin'." I jumped out of the plane, landing heavily enough to leave an indent in the roof. *SNIKT!* I dug my claws into the roof. After a few moments of slashing it started to give way. I paused, took a step back and slammed my foot down to make a hole. "S***, this is gonna hurt," I muttered before leaping down towards the floor of the warehouse. The sounds of battle raged as I fell, stopping when I hit the ground because everyone was curious about the newcomer to the fight. My landing made a loud thud and a small crater in the floor of the building.
"D***!" Someone muttered. I recognized Toad's voice and smirked, extending my claws again. I saw Pyro in a fight with some blonde in a uniform with ice-blue accents. As soon as I moved to help the kid in uniform, the fighting started again. Before I could get to my targeted fight someone slammed into me.
"Oh, you're new," he said. The guy was easily over a foot taller than me, heavily muscled and wore the weirdest looking helmet I'd ever seen. "No one gets in the way of the Juggernaut!" he yelled while charging at me. The hit sent me flying about thirty feet and I landed in a pile of rubble.
Someone else was thrown in my direction and I rolled to one side to avoid being hit. "S***!" They muttered under their breath.
"Need help?" I held out one hand to them. Keeping their head down, my guess was from an injury, they took it. I noticed their gloves looked like mine. Xavier's orders replayed quickly in my head, 'Get her a uniform, and Logan's spare pair of gloves.' That meant that, if I had his spares, that the person in front of me must be… "Logan?" I asked. They looked up at me. It was definitely my brother, no way I could mistake that hair, or the muttonchops…
"Who're you?" he asked, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Before I could answer a loud crash came from one of the huge hangar-style doors. We both winced at the sound of metal resisting being torn. "I'll explain later," I told him quickly, "Right now we need to help." He nodded and we charged back into the fighting, both of us noticing the protective line around the protestors and moving towards it. *SNIKT!* We both popped our claws and he stared at me for a moment. "I swear I will explain," I told him before slashing out at the guy who'd thrown me into the pile of rubble earlier.
"You don't learn quickly, do you?" he asked me, "I'll take care of that!" One of his fists connected with my abdomen, sending me flying like a rocket up towards the roof. Instead of hitting it though, I was blasted with a fireball.
I smacked back into the ground with a hard thump, feeling something along my spine crack. "Ugh…" a groan slipped out of my lips as I pushed myself back onto my feet. As my burns healed I popped by back, the resulting cracks telling me it might have, briefly, snapped.
"I'm so dead," a voice whimpered. I turned to see Pyro, staring at me like I'd just come back from the dead. Not that such thinking was too far off from what had happened.
I started towards him when the blonde kid I'd seen earlier popped up. "Duck!" he ordered. I did and a beam of ice hit Pyro. "You all right?" the blonde asked, helping me back onto my feet.
I nodded, paused to hack up a small bit of blood, then nodded again. "I'm good," I told him, "Ain't nothing that can keep me down for long."
"Right…" he didn't seem to believe me. I just sighed and went back to the fray. I saw that Juggernaut guy again, but before I could get to him a girl whose uniform had bright pink accents dropped into the ground, pulling him with her. She reappeared a few moments later out of the ground.
Behind me an explosion went off. Shrapnel shredded my back and I sprinted forward to get out of the blast zone. Another explosion sent more debris flying, this time only a short distance in front of me. The force threw me onto my back, my head slamming against the ground. My vision blurred a little and the sounds of battle seemed far away. A shadow loomed over me and something sharp was driven through my stomach. I was thrown back into full consciousness as my attacker hissed, "You're mine now!" gleefully. Several more spikes thudded into me. "You've gotta be dead now…" my attacker mused.
I smirked and spit out blood, "You'd think so, wouldn't you?"
"The hell?!" a shrill voice yelled. Whoever this was they were female. I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me in sheer terror. "You-you should be dead!" she shrieked.
"You've got no idea," I said. Another spike flew at me, but I sliced it with my claws. She gasped and ran away from me as fast as she could. I looked down at the front of my borrowed uniform. Five spikes stuck out of me, blood dripping from each of them. I groaned as I pulled each one out and threw them away. I could feel the places I'd been punctured crawling back together as they healed.
Logan landed next to me suddenly, muttering curses under his breath. He looked up at me. "You're over here 'stead of fightin'?" he demanded.
"I just got punctured five times," I told him, grabbing his hand to help him up, "Besides, I was about to get back out there." Another crash, louder than before, shook the ground. The door it had come from earlier buckled in slightly. "What're they doin'?!" I yelled.
"The rest of the reinforcement team must've been locked out by the Brotherhood," Logan said, "Why'd you come through the roof instead of waitin'?"
I shrugged. "Help was needed," I told him simply.
"Yeah, well now help's needed to open that door." He turned to where I'd been standing, "Comin'?"
"Try an' catch up!" I called to him, already moving towards the metal door.
Three or so mutants in black uniforms that matched ours were surrounding a group of people. The scent coming off of the group was mutant and human mixed. I turned to a kid with wings, "They all right?" He nodded.
Another crash sounded. I winced at the metal's screaming protest, and it didn't help that I was closer now. "Logan!" I called. His head snapped up to look at me. "Help me out." I walked over to the enormous door.
"With what?"
*SNIKT!* "That should be obvious. With getting this thing open, specifically to cut it open like a can o' sardines." I stuck one set of claws up as far as I could reach and sliced through the metal to the ground.
"Great idea," he said, popping his own claws to copy me. I finished the job by connecting the two downward slashes and Logan kicked the hunk of metal away. It hit the ground with a metallic tud, and the other reinforcements stared at us incredulously.
"Well done, Logan!" Hank complimented.
He nodded his thanks before turning towards the three in front of the protestors. "Angel, Nightcrawler, Rogue! Get them outta here!" They nodded and herded the group out of the hole we'd made.
A girl with odd white streaks in her hair ran past us and jumped into the jet I'd arrived in. I was about to go back into the fighting to buy everyone some time when something green and brown flashed past. A few moments later I recognized the slimy scent of Toad. The jet's engines whirred to life and the thing started lifting off the ground.
The mutants we'd been fighting left the warehouse while the rest of the team I was with gathered outside the door. "What the hell's goin' on?!" Logan asked.
Somebody's commandeered that jet," I said. Looking around I saw Colossus a few feet from me. I walked over to him and asked, "How good can you throw?"
"Why do you ask?"
I pointed at the jet, "Because I need you to get me up there."
He looked at me, then to Logan and back to me. "You have a metal skeleton?"
'Figures these people'd know about that,' I thought. "Yeah, can ya get me up there?"
He nodded then picked me up. "Ready?" he asked.
"Hell yeah. Let's do it."
He launched me at the jet. At the last second I popped my claws to catch myself at the hatch. I winced as my wrist almost unhinged and pulled myself inside. The girl with white streaks in her hair was unconscious near the other wall. "Luna!" I turned towards the cockpit. Xavier was on the floor while Toad tried to work the controls.
I silently walked up behind the slime ball. "I thought I'd taught you once, trouble don't pay." He turned around slowly to look at me and I gave him one good punch to the nose. He fell against the control panel, out like a light. After pulling him out of the control chair I helped Xavier back in. "You all right?"
"Fine, just fine," he assured me.
Behind us, Toad groaned, picking himself up slowly. "Ow…" he muttered.
"I thought I'd put you out for the count," he looked up at me, "Guess I'll just have to give you another 'lullaby'."
He flipped to land behind me and clasped his hands around my throat. "This is for the last time we met," he hissed into my ear.
I slammed my head backwards, a cracking sound telling me my skull had collided with his nose. He let me go to stifle the bleeding of his already tender nose. I spun around, grabbed his shoulders and jabbed my knee into his gut. He gasped out and fell to the floor of the jet. I drove one elbow against his skull and he went limp.
I carried him to the still open hatch door in the side of the jet and called down, "Look out below!" before tossing Toad as far out as I could. Jean must've caught him before he hit the ground since he slowed down and then gently fell to the dirt.
A sound behind me caused me to turn and see the girl with the white streaks in her hair. "Are you-" I started to ask. She cut me off by putting a hand to my face. I gasped, it felt like my life energy was being drained out of me. Wounds from the fight suddenly reopened and blood started pouring from the five punctures in my torso.
The girl let me go with a gasp, gripping the hand that had touched me. I reeled backwards and blackness encroached at the edges of my vision. My legs went out from underneath me. I started to lose consciousness as I fell out of the jet towards the others below.
A/N: Whoops! She should've told Rogue before that she was helping the X Men… Oh well, I'm sure Luna will be just fine in a little while. Until next chapter, please read and review. Hope you enjoyed! ^^