Dawn broke. Logan couldn't sleep all night. As old memories kept coming back to him, he tossed and turned on his bed. Finally, he got up and went to the window, the morning air was cool and crisp; he could still feel her presence, it was closer than ever now. He looked at their old communicator and wondered why he had kept that thing. He thought about placing the chip inside but didn't. He didn't want to talk to her.
He sighed, got changed and went downstairs. Xavier had already told everyone, the day before, they should sleep in--somehow, no one could. The lights flickered: Cerebro was working extra hard.
Logan went downstairs and found Cyclops with some of the X-men and the new recruits on the Danger Room. Charles and Jean were still working with Cerebro.
"Still searching for'er, Chuck?" asked Logan.
"Yes, she has the X-gene but somehow Cerebro can't find her," he answered.
"And ya ain't gonna."
"What do you mean?" asked Jean.
"She's way too smart. If she attacked Chuck like ya say, she had somethin' in mind. And it ain't gonna be old Cerebro who's goin' ta change that."
"You do know her," said Xavier.
"It's been a long time, Chuck. These ain't memories I wanna dig up," Logan said, as he left the room to go to the kitchen.
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"He'll have to tell us something if we're going to fight her," said Scott, angrily.
"Yeah, you know what she did to auntie O and Rogue," reminded Evan, worried about his aunt, who was still in the infirmary.
"I understand. They're all valid reasons, but I can't force Logan to cooperate," said the Professor.
"The Professor's right," said Kitty. "I'm sure Mr. Logan will tell us anything he thought was important or that would help us."
"Well, let's try to relax. I'm sure something will turn up," Charles tried to be positive.
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Logan was making coffee, when he turned around and saw her bright eyes looking deeply into his. He moved back and popped out his claws, but the image was not there anymore.
Ya're imaginin' things now, he thought. She ain't here, and even if she was, I'd have to teache'er a lesson.
He retracted his claws and poured some coffee. It tasted really bad, so he poured it all on the sink. The house smelled like her--he had to get out or he'd go crazy.
He walked outside and saw that Scott's car wasn't parked. He wondered where they could've gone, as he mounted on his bike and pulled his helmet over his head. The engine revved up and left.
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Logan came into the small Japanese restaurant.
"Ohayoo-gozaimasu," said Akira, a small man behind the counter.
§Good morning§
Logan nodded. He scanned the room; it had about four stools near the sushi bar, two tables near the window and some booths, one of which had an eclectic Kitty, waving and calling his name, together with Kurt, Scott, and Bobby.
"Come join us, Mr. Logan," called Kitty.
He groaned, but joined them. They wanted to relax by doing something different.
"Whatcha kids doin' here?" Logan asked as he sat down near Kitty.
"We all wanted to relax but not everyone wanted to come," said Bobby.
"Excuse me, Mr. Logan. I have to use the restroom," said Kitty.
"Where are the others?" Logan asked not moving.
"Evan's still in the infirmary taking care of Ororo. Rogue's there too recovering from having too much energy. Jean's still working with the Professor. And the others just plain didn't want to come, they're tired," said Scott.
"Mr. Logan...?" Kitty said again, tugging the sleeve of his shirt.
"Use yer powers!!" he snapped. "It's a mutant restaurant!"
She recoiled and phased through the table.
"I'm sorry, half-pint. I didn't mean to snap at ya," grunted Logan, adjusting his hat.
"It's ok," she said quietly and walked toward the bathroom.
They looked at Logan curiously, Scott bit his tongue as to not touch on any sensitive subject. Logan shifted uneasy on his seat as the bell rang indicating that another customer had entered the room.
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"Ohayoo-gozaimasu," said Akira.
§Good morning.§
"Watashi wa misoshiru-o itadai ikimasu yo," said Faye, sitting down on one of the stools and crossing her left leg over her right.
§Give me a miso soup.§
"Anata wa do-o desu ka?" Akira asked, trying to be discreet. But, still, he kept looking at Logan and at Faye.
§How are you?§
"Oguenki desu. Demo sukoshi tsurai desu," said Faye, sensing the shift in energy of the room, and Akira's nervousness.
§Good. A little tired.§
Faye looked at Logan from the corner of her eye. Logan growled but stayed put. She slipped her left foot on the stool that was close to her.
"Komban musukashi-i desu ka?" Akira said, trying to keep calm.
§Tough night?§
"Hai."
§Yes.§
Logan jumped from the booth, Faye turned around briskly, taking with her the stool, she swung the stool towards Logan and bolted for the door. Bobby saw it fly toward Logan's face and tried to hit it out of the way with his power. Logan popped out his claws and sliced the stool to pieces, making Iceman miss and hit Faye on the back.
Faye fell outside, as her brown jacket froze. She quickly kicked the door closed and reached her hand toward latch. Logan tried opening the door but it was no use, Faye had already welded the latch and the metal together.
Logan breathed deeply, trying to calm down, but looking at her through the window made it very tough. She got up and threw her jacket down; it shattered, as it hit the floor. She checked herself all around and found that she had a couple of freeze burns on her arms. Her back ached painfully.
He looked at her with her tanned pants, black tank, and the cowboy hat, he had given her a long time ago, pulled over her eyes. She looked beautiful, but something was different. He couldn't understand what. Suddenly it hit him: her hair. He wondered why she was wearing her hair over her left eye like that.
Faye walked toward a jeep and hot-wired it.
*That's how you use the skills I taught you?!?* he thought, angrily, and started throwing a fit trying to get the door opened, despite Akira's pleas for him to calm down.
She noticed his anger and decided to instigate him even more. She walked slowly toward his bike and leaned against it. She sensed him getting angrier and angrier. That's exactly what she wanted, she really needed to talk to him.
*Now for the final blow,* she thought.
She bent down and reached inside her boots. She pulled out two small knives.
"What is she goin' to do?" Logan growled, as the others stepped back. "What's she doin'?"
She came up and struck down on both of the tires. He screamed and struck the door. Faye ran, jumped on the jeep and sped off.
Logan growled and grunted, as he looked from the speeding car to his wounded pride and joy. The others didn't even want to say anything, they knew that girl had just signed her death sentence.
He sighed, got changed and went downstairs. Xavier had already told everyone, the day before, they should sleep in--somehow, no one could. The lights flickered: Cerebro was working extra hard.
Logan went downstairs and found Cyclops with some of the X-men and the new recruits on the Danger Room. Charles and Jean were still working with Cerebro.
"Still searching for'er, Chuck?" asked Logan.
"Yes, she has the X-gene but somehow Cerebro can't find her," he answered.
"And ya ain't gonna."
"What do you mean?" asked Jean.
"She's way too smart. If she attacked Chuck like ya say, she had somethin' in mind. And it ain't gonna be old Cerebro who's goin' ta change that."
"You do know her," said Xavier.
"It's been a long time, Chuck. These ain't memories I wanna dig up," Logan said, as he left the room to go to the kitchen.
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"He'll have to tell us something if we're going to fight her," said Scott, angrily.
"Yeah, you know what she did to auntie O and Rogue," reminded Evan, worried about his aunt, who was still in the infirmary.
"I understand. They're all valid reasons, but I can't force Logan to cooperate," said the Professor.
"The Professor's right," said Kitty. "I'm sure Mr. Logan will tell us anything he thought was important or that would help us."
"Well, let's try to relax. I'm sure something will turn up," Charles tried to be positive.
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Logan was making coffee, when he turned around and saw her bright eyes looking deeply into his. He moved back and popped out his claws, but the image was not there anymore.
Ya're imaginin' things now, he thought. She ain't here, and even if she was, I'd have to teache'er a lesson.
He retracted his claws and poured some coffee. It tasted really bad, so he poured it all on the sink. The house smelled like her--he had to get out or he'd go crazy.
He walked outside and saw that Scott's car wasn't parked. He wondered where they could've gone, as he mounted on his bike and pulled his helmet over his head. The engine revved up and left.
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Logan came into the small Japanese restaurant.
"Ohayoo-gozaimasu," said Akira, a small man behind the counter.
§Good morning§
Logan nodded. He scanned the room; it had about four stools near the sushi bar, two tables near the window and some booths, one of which had an eclectic Kitty, waving and calling his name, together with Kurt, Scott, and Bobby.
"Come join us, Mr. Logan," called Kitty.
He groaned, but joined them. They wanted to relax by doing something different.
"Whatcha kids doin' here?" Logan asked as he sat down near Kitty.
"We all wanted to relax but not everyone wanted to come," said Bobby.
"Excuse me, Mr. Logan. I have to use the restroom," said Kitty.
"Where are the others?" Logan asked not moving.
"Evan's still in the infirmary taking care of Ororo. Rogue's there too recovering from having too much energy. Jean's still working with the Professor. And the others just plain didn't want to come, they're tired," said Scott.
"Mr. Logan...?" Kitty said again, tugging the sleeve of his shirt.
"Use yer powers!!" he snapped. "It's a mutant restaurant!"
She recoiled and phased through the table.
"I'm sorry, half-pint. I didn't mean to snap at ya," grunted Logan, adjusting his hat.
"It's ok," she said quietly and walked toward the bathroom.
They looked at Logan curiously, Scott bit his tongue as to not touch on any sensitive subject. Logan shifted uneasy on his seat as the bell rang indicating that another customer had entered the room.
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"Ohayoo-gozaimasu," said Akira.
§Good morning.§
"Watashi wa misoshiru-o itadai ikimasu yo," said Faye, sitting down on one of the stools and crossing her left leg over her right.
§Give me a miso soup.§
"Anata wa do-o desu ka?" Akira asked, trying to be discreet. But, still, he kept looking at Logan and at Faye.
§How are you?§
"Oguenki desu. Demo sukoshi tsurai desu," said Faye, sensing the shift in energy of the room, and Akira's nervousness.
§Good. A little tired.§
Faye looked at Logan from the corner of her eye. Logan growled but stayed put. She slipped her left foot on the stool that was close to her.
"Komban musukashi-i desu ka?" Akira said, trying to keep calm.
§Tough night?§
"Hai."
§Yes.§
Logan jumped from the booth, Faye turned around briskly, taking with her the stool, she swung the stool towards Logan and bolted for the door. Bobby saw it fly toward Logan's face and tried to hit it out of the way with his power. Logan popped out his claws and sliced the stool to pieces, making Iceman miss and hit Faye on the back.
Faye fell outside, as her brown jacket froze. She quickly kicked the door closed and reached her hand toward latch. Logan tried opening the door but it was no use, Faye had already welded the latch and the metal together.
Logan breathed deeply, trying to calm down, but looking at her through the window made it very tough. She got up and threw her jacket down; it shattered, as it hit the floor. She checked herself all around and found that she had a couple of freeze burns on her arms. Her back ached painfully.
He looked at her with her tanned pants, black tank, and the cowboy hat, he had given her a long time ago, pulled over her eyes. She looked beautiful, but something was different. He couldn't understand what. Suddenly it hit him: her hair. He wondered why she was wearing her hair over her left eye like that.
Faye walked toward a jeep and hot-wired it.
*That's how you use the skills I taught you?!?* he thought, angrily, and started throwing a fit trying to get the door opened, despite Akira's pleas for him to calm down.
She noticed his anger and decided to instigate him even more. She walked slowly toward his bike and leaned against it. She sensed him getting angrier and angrier. That's exactly what she wanted, she really needed to talk to him.
*Now for the final blow,* she thought.
She bent down and reached inside her boots. She pulled out two small knives.
"What is she goin' to do?" Logan growled, as the others stepped back. "What's she doin'?"
She came up and struck down on both of the tires. He screamed and struck the door. Faye ran, jumped on the jeep and sped off.
Logan growled and grunted, as he looked from the speeding car to his wounded pride and joy. The others didn't even want to say anything, they knew that girl had just signed her death sentence.