Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

"Morriganu, why are you doing this?" Macleod asked as they went to the fence that encircled the cemetery. Once they were beyond that, they could start to fight. "We used to be friends, why do you want to kill me?"

"Do you remember 1712, in England?"

"Is that what this is all about?" Macleod asked. They went through the gate, and were off Holy Ground. "That was a long time ago. Can't we just forgive and forget?"

"NO!" She charged him, swinging her sword. He got out his Katana, and blocked the swing with one easy motion.

"I guess not." He said sarcastically, and thrust at her midsection. She blocked artistically, spinning around, and came out ready to fight again. She drove him backward with her thrusts, pushing him into the fence. She swung at his head, and he ducked, causing her to lose balance. He did a flip over her head, and landed behind her, striking as he landed. She spun and blocked his sword with hers, sparks flying from the clashing metal. "Not bad." She told him

"I've been practicing." He replied, as they pushed against each other's sword with their own. But he was stronger, and managed to push her down to the ground. "Get up." He ordered.

She stood, slowly, as if in pain, he reached a hand toward her in his chivalrous fashion and suddenly, with a grin, she stabbed him in the stomach. He stumbled back, holding himself together, and tried to slice her head off. She grinned again, and blocked the blow, retaliating with one of her own. Macleod realized that he needed a breather, so he ducked under her sword, rolled, and came up in her blind spot. Seeing his chance, he swung his sword at her neck, and through it. She never had a chance. She fell dead instantly.

At the same time, Energon was being a coward. As soon as Richie and he had stepped off Holy Ground, he stabbed Richie right in the heart. He knew Richie was a better fighter than he was, and he didn't want to take the chance that Richie could beat him. He was just about to behead Richie, when he felt, through his telepathy, Morriganu's death. He looked up, and saw Macleod leaning exhaustedly over Morriganu's body, not too far away. He screamed out in anger, and started towards Macleod. But before he could take two steps, the little freak in the yellow spandex uniform jumped on him, bowling him over. Wolverine rolled to his feet a little ways away from Energon. Then he started talking, all the while making his way towards Energon.

"I know what yer thinkin', bub. Can I get to Wolverine before he turns me into shish kebob with those claws of his? Well, let me tell you somethin'. These claws are made of Adamantium, the strongest metal known, and can cut through Vanadium Steel like a hot knife through butter, buddy, so ya gotta ask yerself one question. Do I feel lucky?" He quickly made up the distance between himself and his quarry and picked Energon up by his neck. "Well, do ya?"

Energon just hung there calmly, "Maybe you should ask yourself the same thing." And he blasted Wolverine away with his power. Wolverine went flying again, and Energon fell to the ground, landing on his butt. He got to his feet, and found his sword in the bushes where it had flown when Wolverine jumped him.

Wolverine stood up and shook his head to clear it. He had landed with his claws underneath him, and the tips had sunk into the ground, so now they were covered with dirt. He was rubbing the dirt off when Energon attacked with his sword. He saw the swing out of the corner of his eye, fell to one knee and blocked the incoming sword with his claws. "Not bad. Not the best, but not bad."

"Oh, don't worry, I was just warming up." He let Wolverine up, and started circling around him. Wolverine started sizing up his opponent, and circling at the same time.

"Well, if yer gonna do somethin', do it. Stop yer stallin'."

"Alright, if you insist."

So Energon leapt forward, slashing with his sword. Wolverine jumped back, blocking with his claws. The two of them became locked in a vicious battle to the death. The sounds of metal clanging on metal rang all throughout the area, along with the lightning strikes from Morriganu's Quickening. Jubilee watched from the gate with the other X-Men, Methos and Amanda. She had originally thought, when she first saw the lightning, that Storm had come to help them. But when they had arrived on the scene, she saw there was no Storm, only Macleod standing over Morriganu's body, being hit by the lightning. Amanda explained to her,

"It's a Quickening. It's what happens when one Immortal kills another. Macleod is getting Morriganu's power, life force, and energy, making him stronger, harder to kill."

Jubilee nodded, understanding. Then she saw Richie's body lying not too far away. She pointed to him, and asked Amanda, "Is he okay?"

Amanda followed her gaze. "He looks dead, but he'll be okay soon."

"Well, if that ain't an oxymoron, Ah dunno what is." Rogue commented.

Finally the Quickening ended. Macleod fell to the ground, and Amanda ran over to him, carefully avoiding Wolverine and Energon, who were still fighting each other. Energon's clothes were hanging in tatters, but Wolverine's uniform was still as clean as it was at the end of the fight with the Dark One, which wasn't very clean, but Energon hadn't made any new holes in it. He hadn't been able to touch Wolverine, he was just too good. After Wolverine tripped him up again, and Energon didn't get up, he asked him, "Would ya like me to get ya a pillow? Ya seem to be spendin' a lot o' time on the ground."

Energon growled at him, and stood up so fast he lost his balance and fell over. He was tired. He had never fought anyone like this before. No wonder the man called himself 'Wolverine'. He sure fought like one.

Wolverine started laughing at his opponent. "Now I understand why you killed the Ryan kid. Ya knew you couldn't beat him, so ya cheated." He crouched down right in front of Energon, and said, "Oh, hey, I woulda done the same thing."

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Richie's Spanish Rapier came, and beheaded Energon. As Enrique fell, Wolverine saw Richie standing behind where Energon had been.

"Get outta here, Wolverine. You don't want to be in the middle of a Quickening."

As Wolverine was getting up, a soft hazy light spread from the body to Richie, Then the lightning struck. As Wolverine was making his way back to the others by the gate, suddenly a bolt of lightning shot out and hit him in the back. He cried out in pain, and fell down on the ground. Jubilee ran to his side and helped him get up and away from the lightning. He glanced back at Richie, who was enveloped in lightning, being struck many more times than Wolverine had, and standing up to it better.

"Of course, he doesn't have metal in his body." He mumbled.

Energon hadn't been as old as Morriganu, so his Quickening was much shorter. When it was over, Richie fell to the ground the same way Macleod had, and Methos went to help him up. They decided it was probably a good idea to get out of the area, in case anyone had seen them. As they went back to their vehicles, and Psylocke and Rogue took off to fly back to the Hotel, Macleod asked Wolverine, who had gotten over being electrocuted,

"Hey, what happened to my dagger?"

Wolverine hesitated for a second. "It's gone. It disintegrated with the demon."

"Oh, great. I was going to sell that knife."