Hi, guys! Omega here, bringing you all another chapter. :) I'll be working on chapter 51 later today, and may or may not post it, depending on if I finish it or not.. Or like it, haha. This chapter was kind of difficult to write, I'll be honest.

Anywho, I'd like to thank ZabuzasGirl, Ryuno Chu, DarknessMakesMeSmile, Grey Streaked Fur, InkedCupcake92, and sandradee27 for reviewing my last chapter! I appreciate it, I loved all of your feedback. :3

Also, a quick thanks to those who have given this a favorite, began following it, or just continues to read it! I love you guys! :D

Oh, and did you know that Kurt is actually Mystique's son? She and a demon known as Azazel did the horizontal tango, and Kurt was a result! She didn't raise him, though.. She actually tried to throw him in a well hours after his birth because a mob chased her down (there were some other events leading up to that), and Azazel saved him. Azazel had another lover, a gypsy sorceress named Margali, so he gave Kurt to her to take care of. Guess what she ran? A fortune-telling booth at a circus. The same circus Kurt grew up and performed in for a large majority of his life.

*The more you know!*

Now..

~Here's Chapter 50!~


Chapter 50: He's Got Your Eyes

They landed without a hitch, about two miles away from their target area. Night engulfed their surroundings, assuring them that a passerby would not see their current position. The Blackbird was perched in a heavily treed section of the forest. Its passengers were all still inside, reviewing the game-plan they had made before their departure.

"Logan, your team will enter through the south gates." Charles Xavier showed them where it was in relation to the Blackbird on the holographic map suspended three feet in the air in front of them. "It is approximately 1.5 miles northeast of our current position. The door itself is lies in one of the trees. I'm assuming it is some kind of tubular elevator, so you may only be able to enter one at a time" His gaze fell on Kitty. "You will then begin looking for a surveillance system control room."

"I was able to dig up some information on this area." Ororo interjected, punching some numbers into the holograph generator. The structure of the underground building changed, displaying tunnels and rooms instead of an empty shell. "This was an abandoned military base, back in the late 1930's. Most of the blueprints I found were damaged, but I managed to piece them together. If any of you need to look at this while you are inside, touch the orange button on your right wrists." Immediately, everyone looked down at their wrists. "The white light on the map will be you, the green your teammates. This will not display enemies, so do not depend on it." Her dark brown eyes grew even more serious. "If a green light suddenly disappears, do not go and investigate until you get the approval to do so."

Everyone nodded, a knowing look in their eyes.

"Ororo, your team will infiltrate the west entrance." Charles continued, spinning the hologram. "The entrance is a bit more obvious, a large steel door protruding from the ground. It looks as though it will lead you to what at one time had been an armory, so proceed with extreme caution."

"Vhy not enter through another door?" Kurt inquired, shooting a nervous glance towards Ororo.

"Those are heavily guarded. Something is happening over there." Bobby spoke for the first time that night. "The Blackbird detected massive amounts of movement there. They might be transporting someone."

"Or they received a new shipment of mutants." Logan spat.

"We do not know, yet. Let us hope that is not the case." Charles returned his attention to the map. "Once Kitty finds the surveillance system, she will tell individuals where to go based on how close they are to an area. They will proceed either alone, or with a partner, depending on the situation."

"I have no idea what we're walking into, but I'm guessing that there are going to be a lot of rednecks with guns." Ororo crossed her arms. "I know you already know this, but, please be careful.. All of you."

"Is there a certain time you want us all back?"

"0800 hours." Charles informed them. "Though we will not be leaving people behind."

"That gives us ten hours, then." Logan nodded at Kitty, Kurt, and Pyro after checking his earpiece. "Let's get going."

Kitty nodded, jumping off the bench to follow the Wolverine. Pyro fist-bumped with Bobby, before looking at Kurt, who was moving towards Ororo.

"C'mon, let's go."

He stopped, glancing at him over his shoulder.

".. Ja." He turned to face Ororo again. "Ich werde in Ordnung sein. Lächeln für mich?"

Ororo let a small smile grace her lips, before taking his hand.

"Be careful.."

"Ze same goes for you." He kissed her hand, before releasing it and stepping backwards. "I vill see you soon."

"Kurt, let's go!" Logan barked. The blue half-demon turned and walked down the stairs. Ororo released a tense breath, turning to Bobby.

"Ready?"

"As I'll ever be." He gave her a half-smile, his skin tinted blue. Professor X wheeled forward.

"Good luck to you all."

"Hold down the fort for us." Logan smacked the Blackbird gently from outside.

"I will. Be careful."

"God, you all sound like broken records. 'Be careful, be careful, be- OW!"

Kitty pulled her hand back, smirking.

"Shut up, John, This is a recovery mission. Stealth and silence."

"Yeah, yeah." He checked his lighter. "Are we going, or what?"

"Move out." Charles instructed, closing the Blackbird's entrance as soon as they ran off.

Logan moved like a shadow, surprisingly quiet considering he weighed a good 300lbs. Behind him, Kurt leapt from tree to tree, inaudible in the air, other than the light sound of hands gripping bark, only heard by Logan with his sensitive hearing. Kitty broke a few branches, but that was drowned out by the sound of rain falling in the forest. Logan smirked. Ororo was looking out for them.

He glanced back at Pyro, who had on an emotionless mask as he ran, before shaking his head and focusing on the task at hand.

Meanwhile, Ororo and Bobby weaved in and out of the trees, their path a bit more bush-ridden than their allies'. Ororo's eyes glowed an eerie white as she made the rain fall a bit harder, masking Bobby's clunky footsteps. They jogged, conserving their energy for the real challenge, which had just appeared in their line of sight. Sure enough, there sat three guards, who laughed as they passed around a flask. These men actually looked like soldiers, clad head to toe in camouflage uniforms, rifles slung over their shoulders as they talked in hushed voices.

"You're on, Ororo." Bobby murmured. She nodded, crouching down behind a tree. She examined their station. Three of them, all shielded from the rain by the concrete over-hang covered in ivy and greenery that protected the door from anyone walking by. They had pushed aside the hanging vines to smoke, revealing a camera blinking red in the furthest corner.

'We're in.' Kitty's voice entered her ear.

Ororo pressed her finger to her ear.

"Have you found the security room?"

'Not yet. Hold position, I'll make it look like a malfunction. Say, didn't the weather call for thunderstorms?'

Storm grinned.

"Yes, I believe it did." She slowly raised her arms until they were horizontal to her shoulders, tilting her head back to let the rain fall on her face. She felt pressure build in her chest, the anger, rage, anxiety, until it exploded above her, the sky releasing a deep, low groan, before being illuminated by a sharp crack. The soldiers all jumped, peering up into the sky.

"Shit, I knew this would happen. C'mon, I don't wanna be by the metal door when that happens again."

'System-wide power failures. Security's down. Generators are warmin' up. Get to it.' Logan's gruff voice instructed. Ororo and Bobby sprung into action. Bobby landed a solid punch to one's face, knocking him out cold, before he did the same to another. One raised his gun, only to fall forward when Storm hit his temple just right. The ice-man searched through their pockets, pulling out keys and their key-cards. They dragged them out, tying them to a tree and removing their communication devices out of their uniforms.

"We need two to open it." Ororo informed him, catching a key as he threw it at her. They slid them into the locks, and the door popped open. She slipped in first, pressing against the wall as Bobby followed, shutting the door.

"Holy shit." Bobby whispered, eyes wide as he took in the scene in front of them. Crates littered the floors, stacked to the ceiling. Some had on labels that read 'AMMO', others, 'AK-47'. Rifles lay on tables, ready to be used by anyone who needed them. A guard was walking towards the door, obviously confused as to why it had opened.

Bobby waited until he was close, grabbing his head and ramming it into the wall. He released a sharp cry of pain, whirling around to grab his assailant. Bobby dodged, then slammed a frozen fist into his face. He fell to the ground, limp.

"Get his radio." Ororo took his gun and keys, peering down the pitch-black hallway. "Let's go."

Less than 500 meters away, separated by three thick concrete walls, Logan and his team were busy fighting off four guards that had been tipped off by the security chief. Pyro had knocked him out before he could sound the main alarm, and was now focused on frying the party-crashers.

"Generators are on!" Kitty announced.

"Then shut the damn door!" Logan growled. Kurt grabbed Pyro, bamfing to the other side of the room right before a bullet entered his chest.

"Thanks." John panted, a fireball forming in his hand. "Help Kitty with the cameras!"

"Ja!"

Logan roared as he jammed his clawed fist into the neck of the last guard, whirling around to face her.

"SHUT THE DOORS."

Kitty scrambled to find the right button.

"No, no, no, AH!" She pressed a small red button. The door slid shut, locking a second later. Her fingers flew over the keypad, eyes firmly on the blank screens.

"C'mon, c'mon.." She gritted. "C'mon.. There!" The screens lit up, displaying darkened images of different rooms, which changed every ten seconds. "Looks like Bobby and Ororo have already hit there." She pointed to the armory, where the unconscious guard lay. "Pyro, check their position."

"On it." He hit the orange button on his wrist. A small version of the holographic map they'd observed earlier appeared, floating over his wrist. He found his dot, along with Kitty, Kurt, and Logan's, before spinning it around.

"They're by.. I can't tell, what room is that?"

Kitty turned to look at his map, before pulling up a map of the facility on its computer. Her eyes went wide, her finger slamming into her ear.

"Ororo, Bobby, turn around! You're going straight into the dormitories! Wrong way! Were you even looking at the map?"

'There was no other way out of the armory that I could see.' Ororo informed her. 'You're our eyes, Kitty, where do we go?'

"Pull up your map. There's a small door about fifty feet back the way you came. It leads to office spaces, which.." She waited until the security camera for said room went on, showing its vacancy. "Is empty. Take a left once you go there, it leads you to-" She cut herself off mid-sentence, her mouth dropping, instructions forgotten.

"I knew it." Logan hissed, coming forward to glare at the screen.

A giant room, at least four times bigger than the armory her friends had just been in, was on the screen. Inside sat too many cages to count, many of them filled with people..

Mutants.

She clenched her fists, watching as guards threw the obviously sedated mutants none-to-gently into the concrete cages, slamming them shut and locking them before moving to do it again.

"... You were right, Logan.." Kitty whispered, shocked.

'Kitty? Kitty, what happened?'

"Change of plans. Head back the way you came. In the armory, across the room from door you came in, is passage leading you our way. Logan and the professor were right. They're holding mutants hostage here."

She heard Ororo release a tense breath.

'We'll be there soon. Ororo out.'

"Kurt, I need you to go meet them." Kitty instructed, eyes never leaving the screen. "I don't want them to get lost, and there's no way I'm opening this door, not until we know exactly what we're going to do."

"Of course. I vill return momentarily." Another bamf was heard, and Kurt disappeared in a cloud of blue smoke.


"Oh, my God.." I repeated under the stream of water, trying to ignore the fact that my legs were still trembling in the wake of the explosion of bliss Henry had given me. "Oh, my God." I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that our night patrol had turned into a passion-crazed.. Jesus, I didn't even know what to call it.. Make-out session? Touch-fest?

"We're a couple. Couples do that all the time.. Yeah, it's totally normal.. Okay, maybe not in hallways, but still.. Normal." I shivered, closing my eyes as another image of Henry pressed against me assaulted my mind. The man had a gift, I wasn't going to lie. I'd completely come undone in his arms. I hadn't guarded my actions. I'd lost control.

And, judging by the way he acted afterwards, so had he.

To say that the walk back to the library had been awkward was the biggest understatement of the century. We had been silent. I'd occasionally open my mouth to try and speak, but was never able to. I guess, in a sense, I was afraid.

Okay, more like terrified.

Never in my ENTIRE life had I moved that quickly. With my past relationships (all three of them), I usually waited a good month or even two before we got physical. I'd never been the most confident when it came to my body, even when I'd been stick-skinny, so even when the time came to.. Y'know.. I still wasn't comfortable.

It wasn't like that at all with Henry.

God, just remembering the way he'd looked at me made me shudder. He'd stared at me like I was a goddess in the flesh, touched me like he was never going to get the chance to again, and whispered things into my ear that made my skin catch fire. The good kind of fire, of course. There was only good with him. As cliché as this was going to sound, he made me feel beautiful.. Wanted.. Sexy..

He hadn't even looked me in the eyes when we said goodnight. No kiss, nothing. It made my stomach clench nervously. Had I done something wrong? Did he regret it? Was he under the impression that I regretted it?

I sighed, turning off the water and exiting the shower. Towel in hand, I began drying off, my mind still whizzing at a million miles an hour. Should I talk to him, or wait for him to talk to me? What would I even say? What if he decided to stop doing whatever the hell we were doing? Were we even dating? It wasn't official or anything.. And it had only been four or five days. I covered my mouth, another wave of anxiety crashing over me. Five days. Had it really only been five days? God, it felt like longer.

"I really should go talk to him.." I murmured, nibbling on my lower lip. My stomach flipped again, and I shook my head. "No.. I will tomorrow.. I'm probably over-thinking this.." I sighed, slipping on my pajamas. "Sleep first, talk later."

I crawled in underneath the covers, flicking off my lamp, before closing my eyes.


He paced in the lab, fists clenched, ignoring the stinging sensations in his palms.

"What the hell were you thinking?" He groaned. "You pinned her against the wall, held her there, kept her from running, and violated her!" He fisted his blue tresses. "Jesus Christ, you are an animal!"

'No mind.' Beast retorted. 'Enjoyed.'

Henry clenched his eyes shut, sneering.

"Yes, Beast, I know that you did."

'You enjoy. Female enjoy.' Beast protested, reminding him of the look of sheer pleasure on Jillian's face moments after he'd made her climax.

"She didn't have a choice."

Beast growled, irritated by the ignorance of his captor. He'd smelled her, how absolutely willing she was. Why had Hank blocked that out? Beast thought back to the small tan woman who'd hurt him, called him a freak. Hank was acting like the other female had done that, too. But this other female wasn't like that.

Henry groaned again, sliding down into a chair.

"You are, without a doubt, the worst side effect of Vires. I hate having you in my head, and I hate your influence over me."

Beast bristled, growling lividly inside his head.

'Hate you.'

"Save it." He spat back, rubbing his forehead. "I'm tired of listening to your unintelligent ranting. Because of you, I've lost Jillian."

That was her name! Beast liked that name.

'No.' Was all he said, still offended.

"Yes. Just watch, tomorrow she'll ignore me, pretend I don't exist. Just like Trish."

Beast spat a warning when he said her name.

'Jillian no Trish.'

Henry paused, running a large hand through his hair as he thought back to when they had worked together, recalled the time he had 'dropped the bomb', so to speak, back at the hospital. He almost smiled, then, remembering the enraged look on her face when he'd busted into the surgeon's lounge, finding her with her pants half-way up her legs. She'd yelled at him, called him a smart-ass (which he was), and then left. But when she'd seen him two days later in the elevator, she acknowledged his existence, even offered an apology after he had.

She wasn't the kind of person to ignore another's presence. Thinking about it now, he realized that was one of the things he loved about her. She treated everyone with the same basic amount of respect, and adjusted it accordingly. Even when they fought, she never questioned his skill, called him out on his mistakes, or called him worthless.

'Talk. Talk make better.' Beast said, before fading away. Henry rubbed his jaw, guilt prickling in his gut. He almost felt.. Bad.. For telling Beast those things.

"..I'll talk to her tomorrow. I'm guessing she's already asleep by now. I need rest, anyway.." He rose, turning off the lights, before making his way upstairs.


Kurt quickened his pace as he rounded a corner, bright golden-yellow eyes flickering from one wall to another. He checked his map, seeing the two green dots nearing his position, and stopped. His heart was racing in his chest, beating faster now than it ever had, even faster than before his first performance in the circus. Everything will be fine, he assured himself. Ororo would come to him unharmed, and he would be able to protect her.

He smiled softly, thinking of her dark eyes, his large three-fingered hands on her slim waist, the way she had whispered 'I love you' as they wrapped their limbs tighter around one another, mere minutes before their scheduled departure. It was a memory he would never lose.

Though lost in his thoughts, Kurt picked up the sound of footsteps approaching him from behind. Not the direction in which his beloved and Bobby were coming from. Before he had a chance to turn, something sharp pierced the back of his neck. An intake of shocked breath, feminine in nature, was heard.

"Oh, my God." Her voice wavered, deep, always changing. He recognized that voice, and the blue hand that shot out to steady him as he fell.

Kurt opened his eyes when he was on his back, only catching a glimpse of the remorse-filled golden-yellow eyes peering down at him before his world went black.


Well, that was an interesting chapter.. At least, I hope you found it interesting.

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Okay, I'm off to go get some lunch now.

Have a great rest of the days, guys!

~OmegaPhaedra

*German translation*

"Ich werde in Ordnung sein. Lächeln für mich?" - I'll be alright. Smile for me? (I used a translator, so this might not be right.. If this isn't right, let me know, please!)