Chapter 7:

This base was ill prepared for any attack. Wolverine and Raven had just made themselves an escape door at the back of the lit room, leaving the bomb to count down. On the other side of the new gaping hole, the corridor was totally empty. The sirens sounded and flashed red as the pair ran down the hall.

Raven and Wolverine discarded their uniforms, they were useless now that the base knew they were there. Their 'costumes' were underneath. Wolverine in his usual cowl, throwing the mask upon his face. Raven pulled on her long coat, stored in a small bag, keeping her pace.

"Only way t' get out is up darlin'," Wolverine said, even as he slashed the siren speakers. The sounds were giving him a headache. "And I'll bet they'll have that elevator locked down." Raven nodded, giving Wolverine a hard time to catch up. He was fast, but she was faster.

"There!" shouted a voice from behind them. A small troop opened fire, bullets ricocheting off the walls. Wolverine caught a bullet in his lower back. He couldn't help but grunt as the burning pain seared his insides. Both were hit, Raven didn't even try to stop the bullets, she had other things to concentrate on.

"This is insane!" Raven shouted over the gun fire. Wolverine agreed with her, now there was a larger troop infront of them. They seemed to be trapped. Raven however, found a way to elude them. She gripped Wolverine's wrist and the two suddenly took off up through the ceiling, powerfully blasted away by Raven's telekinetic powers.

"There, one step closer to a way out," she said, referring to the fire exit staircase. "Though, I don't think we'll actually take the stairs.

"Whatever ails ya darlin'." Wolverine said, even as he flew up the stairs in a telekinetic envelope. He expected that bomb to go off at any given minute, they had over stayed their welcome for far too long.

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It was a wonder that Victor Creed was staying as calm as he was. He was merely waiting for the fun to start. Mind you, being calm for this vicious killer was, in fact was only killing someone who came within a twenty yard radius. Mayve was not pleased but she couldn't stop him either, not with her bitching or threats to take off the cloak.

"Fine," Creed had growled. "Then I'll just walk out there and kill anyone I see out there." Mayve was like that runt, gone soft. It made him sick just thinking about it.

He was restless, just sitting there doing nothing. Surprisingly, he took the orders Wolverine had given him. it had been a long time since he even listened to that runt. As far back as when they worked together on Team X. but here he was, sitting in the small gatehouse, a now large pile of bodies in the back.

"Hey," Mayve said, peering out of the small window. "I think they found 'em." A small army of guards was running towards the middle tent. A siren went off, and the loud speaker boomed with orders.

"Enemies have breached!" The voice repeated. "We need every soldier down in the basements immediately!"

"Finally!" roared Sabretooth, slamming the door open and racing after the officers. Mayve was reluctant to follow.

The first few men hadn't even known what had hit them. they simply dropped, their spins snapping under the enormous weight. The men behind Sabretooth had already shot him numerous times, but with his healing factor, the vicious animal kept going, slaughtering every one he could.

Sabretooth roared in triumph on top of a pile of bodies. As more guards came, their blood strained the earth. At long last, the watchmen finally realized that retreat was in order and fled. His victory was cut short. An android, that stood taller than Sabretooth tried to shoot him. The agile man got out of the way in time, but the rapid fire continued.

"Just another annoyance," he kept reminding himself, even as he sliced though one of the many acquired droids. He could take them all, or at least he thought he could. Sooner or later he'd run low and that was when they'd strike.

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Mayve already had used up four clips in her two hand guns. They had just suddenly appeared, for she had the ability to transform any object in her hand, to a weapon of choice. Men screamed in pain and anger as bullets flew through the air.

A bullet hit Mayve's shoulder, causing her to miss her target. Two drops of blood hit the muddy snow before she found her mark. Now she was mad, and anyone who didn't want a size 6 foot up their ass before they died better watch out!

"Ha! You're all pathetic!" She laughed as another clip finished. So far, her death count was maybe fifty or sixty, far lower than the homicidal maniac she had to watch. HE was busy hacking up some tin cans, leaving her with the dirty work.

"Die mutie scum!" screamed a young man in Russian. He waved a sabre around his head, fire in his eyes. Mayve raised a semi-auto that had manifested from her last gun. It stopped the kid dead.

"Die? I only see you and your comrades strewn around here, not any mutie scum," Mayve said, a huge smile on her face. The young man didn't know whether to slice the insane girl's head off or run away.

"So, what ya gonna do soldier?" asked Mayve, still waving her gun around aimlessly. The recruit still didn't know what to do. Suddenly, bullets flew through the air, the boy didn't even knew what hit him. It was a mercy hit in the shoulder but he was still out like a light. "Too slow." And with that, Mayve skipped away.

Her childish actions threw the men right off. Did they dare kill a child? They were only human, and couldn't do it. Too bad for them, the 'kid' didn't think of them in the same way. They were shot down one by one.

"YO! PSYCHO BLOOD LUST BOY!" Mayve called. Creed was far too busy having fun ripping people to shreds. "Time to go! Here they come!" Wolverine and Raven finally exited from the tent, taking a few slashes at oncoming soldiers. As they past Creed, they shouted something at him. He threw the battered man that he was clawing away at, and followed in pursuit after Raven and Wolverine.

"Come one 'Lex!" Wolverine shouted as he ran by, not even stopping. Mayve shrugged and ran after them, dropping her weapons. When they hit the ground, they reverted back to a couple of small stones.

As Alexis ran, her ears were filled with the deafening explosion from behind her. The ripple from the blast sent her flying forward, as it did with the other three. Mayve slowly rose to her feet, she looked at Wolverine and Raven angrily. Her ears still rang, and dots filled her range of vision, but they were going to hear an earful.

"And you found it fit to not tell us the place was going to explode huh?!" She yelled, hopping up and down. Raven dusted herself off and head back towards the jet. Wolverine and Sabretooth were deeply involved with a heated discussion. Their growls and rants echoing through the quieting countryside. Mayve was ignored, she was always ignored! This lit the fuse to her anger. She threw her fist in the air, a pistol in her hand, and fired. Sabretooth and Wolverine looked at her, irritation in their eyes for being disturbed.

Raven had already disappeared into the forest. Her ruined jacket lay forgotten. Then, it burst into a blue flame and turned to ashes. Mayve raised an eyebrow, but turned. "Fuck! At least did ya find anything?" she said to Wolverine, cutting the silence after the little bonfire. Wolverine turned and walked up to Mayve. He was taller, just by a bit and stared into her eyes.

"Ya, we did," he growled. "And if ya weren't so impatient, I probably woulda told ya by now, but you just have t' know every little friggin' detail. So you wait yer turn." With that, Wolverine turned and walked into the forest. Sabretooth laughed insults at Logan as the little man walked, and trekked back to the plane himself.

Mayve just stood there, staring at the spot where Wolverine had stood. She shook her head, "Men."

"Frankly, I say you're fuckin' up the wrong girl here," Mayve had continued her ranting on the plane ride. Raven had left a cell phone in the cockpit and disappeared in the back parts of the ship. Sabretooth also stayed away from the ruckus in the cockpit.

"Kid I swear, I kill ya if ya don't shut the fuck up!" Wolverine roared. Mayve jumped and snorted. "I mean it runt, I'll slice ya up good. Now shut the hell up and sit down!"

"No, I'm not gonna sit here with you!" she yelled. "I'm gonna find somewhere else to go!" She then stormed out and into the body of the Blackbird. Wolverine sighed.

"Peace and quiet." From behind the door he heard,

"I heard that!!" Logan raised an eyebrow and picked up the cell phone. It in fact was a small locator, and the closest Weapon X facility was in China.

"Great," he muttered to himself. They'd stick out like a neon light. This was going to be a long mission.

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"Whoa," ten minutes of wandering and Mayve was completely turned around. "I think I'm lost," Alexis muttered to herself as she walked around. Suddenly, she felt Raven, her aura was closer than Wolverine or Sabretooth's. And she didn't want to talk to either of the anyways.

Besides, she hadn't really talked to Raven, her being such a loner and pissed off all the time. Mayve decided to find Raven and have a little girl to girl chat. Following the weird vibes, Mayve walked around, finally getting down the same hallway Raven was in. Mayve stood infront of the door, and turned the handle. But it wouldn't budge, something prevented the young woman from opening it.

"No problemo," Mayve muttered as she pulled out a strand of her hair. The hair began to change, get large, forming into a small pistol. She blew the doorknob right off with a small blast. Alexis dropped the gun, floating to the ground as a hair now, and walked in.

Raven had her back to the door. She was three feet off the floor, floating in the Lotus position. Her legs crossed, and her arms folded, head down. Dark energy wrapped around her, and shot from her in small bolts as her short hair danced in the winds from the power. Mayve stared, and her ears perked. Raven was muttering something under her breath.

"I'll find you," she growled quietly. As she chanted, the power in the small room increased, and small objects began to take flight around her. Mayve inched closer, her eyes narrowed as the wind stung her eyes.

Raven fell suddenly quiet for a moment, which was when the small objects began to change, on a molecular level, rearranging the molecules into something entirely different. The energy began to pull Mayve into the increasingly powerful vortex.

"Raven!" Mayve shouted over the gale. "Raven! Raven! A Little Help Here Raven!" she shouted again and again, as Alexis spun slowly, then faster. As she whirled and yelled, Mayve noticed a small nerve on Raven's forehead. It pumped, as her face grimaced, then turned to a snarl and her eyes tightly closed, began twitching. She bared her fangs and growled, her claws suddenly appearing.

Mayve gave it one last try, "RAVEN!" she screamed. Raven's eyes snapped open in surprise. The transformed objects fell with a clatter, remaining in their present state. Mayve fell to the ground to, hard. Raven stayed in the air, her eyes closed again in frustration a frown on her agitated face.

"Whew!" Mayve sighed in relief. She stood up and dusted off, continuing on. "You nearly got me there, boy I'll tell ya…"

"Get out," Raven whispered angrily. Mayve looked at Raven.

"What?" Mayve asked, in her most "innocent til proven guilty" voice. Raven's frown deepened. How hard was this to comprehend?

"Get out?!" Raven said a little louder. Mayve shook her head.

"Nope, we haven't really talked, and I'm bored and…" Raven's arm extended in the direction of the door. Mayve was roughly picked up and thrown out.

"Get out!" Raven snarled. Alexis crashed into the opposite wall as the door slammed shut. Mayve jumped to her feet and banged on the door.

"YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU! I DON'T NEED THIS FUCKING SHIT! FUCKING BITCH!" she screamed.

"Ha, ya sound like a maniac," laughed an evil voice. Mayve shut her eyes and crossed her arms.

"I do not, that's your department."

"Is that so?" Sabretooth growled. "I wasn't the one who got their ass kicked a few seconds ago."

Mayve faced Creed, gun barrel pointed as his ugly mug. But Creed wasn't going to be caught off guard, and his claws were millimetres from Mayve's face.

"Seems we got a Mexican stand off," Gradon smiled. Mayve kept frowning.

"On the count of three," she said. Creed nodded. "One, two, three." Mayve put the barrel down, but Sabretooth grabbed her neck, and pulled her close. Mayve gasped more in surprise than fear.

"Lesson one runt," Creed growled. His claws dug into her neck, small drops of blood hit the floor. "Don't let yer guard down." he threw her down hard and walked away, laughing. Mayve laid there shaking like a wet leaf, taking in the murders he had committed. Flashes of the blood, gore, the frightened faces, the insane kills he had made just for his petty amusement. And the thought that killing her was nothing to him made her shudder.