Chapter- 7
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Hello there guys, with the start of the last month of the year, I'm back again with my most favourite chapter I've written so far. Hope y'all enjoy it :¬}
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"Hey," Anna smiled from the door and stepped in. Laura returned the smile before looking back at the screen. "So what are you guys watching?"
"Shane." Xavier answered. "I hope you've heard the name."
"Of course." Anna replied with a wide smile. "My Grandma was a big fan of Alan Ladd." she grabbed the chair lying in a corner to sit down.
"Logan gave you another fit?" Xavier asked, without turning his head towards her.
"Nothing new, I'm used to it now." Anna replied casually.
Charles sighed. "The angry old man is just a shell. His core is still caring and-"
"Ain't like that any more, Charles." Logan's stromy entrance cut off the other man. The old man glared at both Anna and Laura before fixing his glare at the teenager. He held up the comics he found in her backpack. "You read these in your spare time?"
He turned to Xavier with a sarcastic look on his face. "Look Charles, we got ourselves an X-Men fan." He turned back to Laura who was now standing and glaring back at him with equal hostility. "You know they're all bullshit, right? Maybe a quarter of it happened, and not like this. In the real world, people die, and no self-promoting asshole in a fuckin' leotard can stop this!"
"Logan-"
"No! Let her hear this Chuck, this is ice cream for bed-wetters. All fantasy, nothing true." he glared at Anna again. "Looks like your mommy has been feeding you some grade-A bullshit that-"
"Stop it!" Anna all but screamed and rushed over to her daughter and wrapped a protective arm around her shoulder. "How many times do I have to tell you not to abuse before my daughter? She's just a child, okay? She doesn't understand all these adult things-"
"And you do?!" Logan sarcastically cut her off with an infuriated finger. He hastily tore the page the damned digits were printed on out of the comic book and tossed it at her feet. "What's all this, huh? Is this your goddamn Eden?!"
Anna's face paled at once. "L-Look, I can explain-"
"What's there left to explain, lady?" Logan gave a hopeless laugh. "I thought only the girl was crazy but her mother is even crazier than her! I mean, seriously? You and your bunch of kids escaped the facility, fought all those assholes, put your everything on the line just to go to a non-existent place which-"
"It does exist, Mr. Logan!" Anna snarled back in her defense. "I know we found its location in a comic book so it might sound childish to you but it's real."
Logan gave a large eye roll. "Who told you that?"
"Charles did!" Anna finally had to reveal.
Logan froze at once. "C-Charles...?"
Anna let out a deep sigh, looking at the other man on the bed. "Yes. He's the one who said there was an actual place named Eden in North Dakota because he knew Transigen's telepaths were looking for us like damn hounds. He said that years ago he'd made that place 'telepathy and electromagnetic radiation proof' for some personal reasons which means, Transigen can't trace us and the help reaching for us there once we get there and then-"
"And you believed a guy who's living on the double dose of fuckin' sedatives?" Logan gave another hopeless laugh, glaring at both Anna and Xavier alternately. "Now I'm really havin' second thoughts about your intelligence, lady. How could you be so stupid to believe all those goddamn 'hallucinations' of this man? How can you believe any of that bullshit-"
"It's not bullshit." Anna defended the old man. "I also doubted his sick mind before but everything he'd said has come true so far. He said he'd contacted the help across the border for us and we did receive their call, he said Eden was real and we could find its location in X-comics and we did and to your biggest surprise, he's the one who sent me to you every day, saying only you could take us to Eden because you would never back down from the fight against that mutant hating organization."
"And what if it was all a big fickin' hallucination of his? Then what?" Logan crossed his arms and asked her through a pinning glare.
"Then you can leave them both there and come back, as you've planned." Charles said quietly. "By the way didn't you say something about finding us a new ride last night?"
"Whatever," Logan grumbled and pulled a bottle of pills out of his pocket and threw it at Anna. She caught it in the mid-air. "Two more pills in one hour. Give them to him." he threw the trio another murderous glare before storming out of the room.
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"W-Who are you guys?" the startled store clerk asked the broad armed men bursting into the store as if they owned it. First that girl with damned knives in her hand and now this? What the hell is happening today? "M-More cops? 'Cause I told the other guys-"
"Shhh.." Pierce's index finger shushed him while one of his men hung the "CLOSED" board on the glass door. He ran his eyes around and signaled his boys to rummage around the damned store before fixing his glare at their captive covered from head to toe.
He walked over to Caliban sitting crouched on the floor and Grabbed the back of his neck. "Get up! In your cage, tracker. You did your job."
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Logan hastily walked out of the new pick up truck he bought on false paperwork and tossed the keys to valet. He glanced down at his watch. 10:40am. They'd have to leave in twenty minutes. As he stepped towards the elevator-
"What the fuck...?" his feet froze as he saw Pierce's men running their eyes around in the search of the girl. But how the hell did they scent'em out? It must be the damned store worker. He growled under his breath and tried to shove his way through the dense crowd before they could spot him but as he approached the lift, his brain was captured by a powerful force. His body began to shake furiously and his senses stopped working abruptly. A sudden agony started running through his veins. He ran his trembling vision around. All the waitresses, customers and even those goddamned mercenaries, everyone and everything had stopped and was feeling what he was. He understood what was happening.
Xavier had another seizure.
He needed to go up and inject Xavier with his sedative before everybody fucking died. With every bit of struggle he could put, he dragged himself to the lift and pushed the button. He hastily reached up and once again hauled his continuously weakening body out of the elevator and advanced towards their room. He found one of the hitmen standing on door. He growled again and took another trembling step ahead. The seizure, it was much more powerful than all the others Charles'd had in the past one year. The closer Logan was going to the sick man, the weaker he was feeling. He had to snikt out his claws and bury them into wall to wall alternately to stand his ground.
The hitman on the door could see him come but couldn't do anything to stop him. As Logan approached him, he buried his claws into the side of his head before looking in. He growled loudly as he witnessed a bunch of guns pointed at Charles, Anna and Laura who strugglingly crawled to her mother and took the syringe from her hand. Logan staggered in and started ghosting all the goons one by one. Laura's trembling whimper made him turn around. Quivering, she threw the syringe to him. Collecting the last bits of his dying mental strength, Logan dragged his feet to Xavier and injected the sedative into his shoulder. The stroke was gone as soon as the drug began to run through the old man's veins. Everybody finally came round. All the deadbodies collapsed to the floor and the last remaining one was wasted by Laura.
Logan hastily checked on Anna who was most affected by the damned seizure because she was sitting next to Xavier when it happened. He tapped her cheek. "Hey, you okay?"
With a loud gasp, Anna groggily opened her eyes. She wiped the streak of blood running down her nose and nodded shakily. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine."
"I-I am so sorry, dear," Xavier apologized, panting. Laura squeezed his shoulders in silent forgiveness.
Logan's eyes darted around. They needed to leave, right now.
"C'mon, let's go."
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"Emergency Personnel is still at Harrah's Casino and Hotel in Oklahoma City where at least 400 guests were striken with temporary paralysis earlier today."
Logan turned off the radio and glanced at Xavier in the rear-view mirror and smiled weakly. The tired man was softly snoring with his mouth open while his head was resting on a sleeping Laura's super strong adamantium shoulder. He then looked at Anna. The woman was also resting peacefully against the closed window but the damage left by the damned stroke was still dribbling down the right hole of her nose. His hand hesitantly reached over to wipe away the blood but even the slight touch woke her up and she hastily swatted his hand away.
He sighed and handed her a tissue paper. "Was just wipin' the blood."
"It's not you, it's my skin." Anna muttered, mopping up the red streak and checking on her daughter in the rear-view mirror. "People get hurt...when they touch me. Though I've learnt to control it now, it still can harm people when I'm unconscious or asleep."
He leaned back with a soft yawn. "Sounds like a long sappy list."
"A long sappy story, actually." Anna grumbled, looking out of the window.
Logan turned his head to her. "Got alotta time to hear a long sappy story."
Anna turned back to him with a surprised smirk. After a short pause, she decided to tell 'her long sappy story'. "I was born in Meridian, Mississippi, as the only child to my parents. My mutation emerged during my first kiss that sent my boyfriend into permanent coma. My religious family saw my mutancy as a curse and tried to lock me away but as a rebellious kid I'd always been, I ran away from my house when I was Fifteen. On my way to Alberta, I met a blue shape-shifting woman named-"
"Mystique, right?" Logan smirked, looking straight.
"Yeah. Looks like you've met her."
"Yep. She and I have a long history together."
"Okay." Anna said softly and resumed the story. "So Mystique offered to have me join her group of mutants named Brotherhood and gave me a new name, Rogue. Very soon I become one of the most powerful figures of it because my body was now the house of various mutations I'd absorbed from our enemies. Seeing them all writhe in pain when I absorbed them never made me proud of my power but our leader, Magneto called it a gift and had some other plans to use it. He didn't let me know about'em until one day when he forcibly strapped me to a machine powered by his magnetic abilities that generated a field of radiation, inducing mutation in normal humans. Seeing me writhe and scream in great pain, one of our team members, Sabertooth saved me from Magneto and helped me escape their facility." She saw a soft flinch cross Logan's face as she mentioned the name of Sabertooth but she decided to let it go for now.
"When I went back to my parents, I was almost shattered by the news of their death in a car accident. The younger sister of my mother, Aunt Carrie who was now a widow of a rich businessman, adopted me and brought me with her to Minnesota. I now decided to focus on my study so I could become a Neurologist and I don't think I need to tell you the rest of the story you've already heard." Anna said with a soft smirk.
"Yeah." Logan smirked back and turned his attention back to the road.
"Oh my god, Is it a dream or you really just smiled at me?" Anna teased.
"Hey, I am not made of goddamn stone, okay?" Logan gave a wider smile this time. Anna grinned back and lazily leaned back to let her gaze roam over Logan's profile until they hung on his dogtags.
"So you were in army?"
"Don't know. Don't remember anything about my back story. I was being experimented on in a underground facility in Three Mile Island when a late X-Girl found me and helped me escape. The only thing I had as a token of my past life was these tags a couple of names were written on, Logan and Wolverine."
Anna's eyes narrowed. "Then who's James Howlett, the name printed on your chaffeur permit?"
"I said i didn't remember anything, I didn't say I didn't try to find out about my past." he turned to Anna and smiled again. "And you'll be surprised to know that the man who helped you escape Magneto's trap is actually my elder brother."
"Whoa, now that's a shock!" Anna laughed softly.
"Yep. It was him who told me everything about my previous life. I was born a long time ago. The records of this century have no information on James Howlett so the name works in the paperwork just fine."
"Do you know where he is now?"
"Nah, last time when I heard of him, he was in Vegas."
"Oh." Anna said shortly and once again turned her attention back to the passing vehicles.
"So," Logan tried to pull her attention back. "What kinda name is Rogue?"
Anna smirked. "I don't know, what kinda name is Wolverine?"
Logan smirked back. "Fair enough. That's why I go by the name of Logan among the people I trust."
Anna momentarily hesitated, but then gave a short smile and finally revealed it. "And I go by the name of...Marie among the people I trust."
A small surprised smile touched Logan's lips before he turned it into a broad one.
"Marie, huh? Nice name."
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*sobs* This introduction reminded me of their first talk in X-Men- 1 *sobs* ;p
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