Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Wolverine heard the footsteps coming down the hall before everyone else did. They were all in the hotel room, Wolverine, Psylocke, Jubilee, Rogue, Macleod, Joe and Richie. Methos, true to his word, hadn't been near the X-Men since the day before. When Wolverine heard the double set of footsteps, he turned to the others in the room and said,

"The Cajun and Amanda are back."

Rogue got up off the chair she was in and headed towards the door to surprise Gambit. Before she could get there, the door swung open and a very happy pair of thieves stood there.

"We got it, mes amis!" They came inside and closed the door behind them. Rogue went to Gambit, kissing him carefully, and Jubilee went to Amanda.

"Can I see it?" She asked as Amanda removed her backpack.

"Of course." Amanda reached into her bag, and pulled out the little bag with the Amulet in it. She put it in Jubilee's outstretched hands, and Jubilee gently dumped the tiny gold Amulet into her palm. She held it up to catch the light, and said,

"It's so small. Are you sure this is it?"

"O' course, petite." Gambit said. "De label say dat dis is de Amulet o' Light. An' de tour guide lady say dat dis has fought off de Dark One before, so, dis have t' be it."

Macleod took the Amulet gently out of Jubilee's hands and studied it. "Do any of you know what the symbols mean?" He asked Gambit and Amanda.

"No, but we picked up books about it from the museum. Psylocke, what did you find out?" Amanda asked.

"Sorry guys, there was nothing in any of the books." Psylocke came over to the crowd of people near the door. "Also we got a problem."

"What is it, Psylocke?" Logan asked her.

"Do any of us know where the Dark One is? Or the Immortal, for that matter? How are we going to fight something when we don't know where it is?"

Everyone just stared at each other. They hadn't thought of that.

"Don' ya'll worry. Ah'll take a little look-see, and see if I can't find the Dark One. Ah mean, somethin' that big don't hide too easy." Rogue volunteered, moving towards the window.

"I'll go with you." Psylocke offered. Just before they left, Gambit stepped towards Rogue and said,

"You take care, cher."

"Always do, Remy." Rogue stroked his cheek, then followed Psylocke out the window. After they were gone, Jubilee went to the window, and said wistfully,

"I wish I could fly."

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'Flying over a big city like this is very peaceful.' Psylocke thought as they looked for the Dark One. The night was warm, and there was a full moon. As they flew over the museum, they could hear sirens. They looked at each other, and descended to the museum's roof. When they landed, they could see a whole lot of cops out in the parking lot, and swarming around the window where Gambit and Amanda had gone in and out.

"Don't matter abou' that now. We got more important stuff to worry abou'."

"Right." Psylocke looked away. "We have to find the Dark One."

"O' course." They lifted off and continued flying over the city. Eventually they found the wake of destruction that the Demon had left behind the night before. They followed the crushed cars and shattered headstones back to the Mausoleum. The two ladies landed not too far away from the mausoleum with the shattered door. They circled around it, and went to a window. They each rubbed away a circle of dirt, and peered in. Inside they could see a woman and a man, talking to each other, but what really caught their eye was the huge monster sitting in the corner, fast asleep.

"That's it." Psylocke whispered. "That's the thing that attacked the bar."

"An' ah'm gonna assume those are the Immortals after Macleod." Rogue whispered back.

"Yup. Well, now we know where they are, we can go back, and help the others figure out the translation." They lifted off, and flew back to the Hotel.