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P.S. I'm soooo happy with this part, this and the last part, I think you guys are gonna enjoy, hope you enjoy. ::excited squeal::
Disclaimer: don't own it, want to, but don't, (wait, I own the animal mutant thingy) please don't sue, but please do enjoy!
Logan entered the Institute, bruised and bleeding, but he made it, which was more than he expected. He leaned against the doorframe and attempted to catch his breath.
"Charles!" He screamed hoarsely. No reply.
"Ororo!" Logan tried again. Still no answer.
"Damn, Charles!" Logan muttered as he raced up the stairs towards the Professor's room.
He ran into the room only to discover the empty wheelchair. He slowly walked over to it, trying to make sense off what he believed to have happened. He turned it back upright, then, for the first time, looked at the rest of the room. There was broken plaster from the hole in the wall strewn all over the floor, claw marks on the wall and floor planks, and something hanging halfway out the hole. Something blue…Kurt. Logan ran over to the unconscious boy and pulled him from the threshold.
"Kurt…Kurt!" Logan gently shook the boy. Kurt responded with a weak groan. At least he was alive.
"Kurt, come on blue boy, time to wake up." Logan gruffly tried to force Kurt to come
back into the conscious world, and thank God, it worked.
"Vhat??" Kurt mumbled, his eyes still closed.
"Time to wake up," Logan tried to force him to stand up, without success.
"Ze frogs, Ze FROGS! Get zem off! Get zem OFF!" was Kurt's jumbled response as he slumped down against the wall, batting Logan away.
Okay…the fuzz boy was starting to creep Logan out.
"Okay, that's enough of that, time to wake up." Logan picked Kurt up, walked over to the bathroom, turned on the shower, cold, and stuck Kurt's head under it.
"AHHH!" The trip back into reality was apparently an unpleasant one. Kurt body convulsed with the shock of the cold water, and shook free of Logan's grip, the only thing keeping Kurt's body upright. The tile floor was not kind.
"Ow! Vhat did you do that for?" Kurt angrily glared at Logan as he shakily got up, rubbing his side.
"Frogs?" was Logan's reply.
Kurt's eyes darted around nervously. "Uh, well…" Memories of what had happened before he had passed out came flooding back to him. "The Professor! Is he here?" Kurt made an attempt to hurry back into the Professor's bedroom, but was to weak and fell back onto Logan for support.
"Easy fuzzy. What happened?" Logan questioned Kurt.
"I don't really know. I got up to go get some food…I zink…and I heard ze Professor yelling, telling somezing to, to stop. I teleported into his room, but all I found vas his empty vheelchair and a hole in ze wall. I vent over to ze hole and looked out, trying to see vhat had done zis. I guess I passed out." Kurt said that last sentence with a sheepish, ashamed look on his face.
Logan took no notice, but pressed for more details.
"What about the others? Where are they?"
"I, I don't know. I did not see any of zem ven I left mein room." Kurt replied weakly.
Logan helped Kurt into the Professor's room and had him sit on the disheveled bed. Logan examined the scratch marks, sniffing them carefully, while Kurt looked on sleepily.
"The animal," Logan muttered to himself.
"Vhat?" Kurt heard the observation and, puzzled, looked at Logan for answers.
"Nothing…I know who did this." Logan replied, still studying the room. He turned to Kurt. "Feel up to a little field trip?"
Ten minutes and two tablets of Tylenol (A/N try saying that 10 times fast lol) later, Kurt and Logan were in the helicopter, making their way to the forest. They landed in the same clearing as their teammates had, some 12 hours earlier. Kurt stepped off the aircraft shakily.
"You gonna be up for a walk?" Logan quickly asked him, briefly considering what he would do with Kurt if he wasn't up for the walk."
Kurt's answer relieved him of his decision though, "Ja, I'll be fine."
They made their way towards the area where Logan's, and the rest of the X-Men's, battle had taken place. Their journey was interrupted by frequent bouts of coughing from Kurt and his need to lean up against a tree to rest.
Finally, they reached the sight. Kurt walked slowly over to the same mauled tree that Kitty had first noticed. He recognized the substance on it for what it was.
"Blood," Kurt looked at Logan.
"Yeah…Thing had sharp claws." Logan replied, unconsciously touching his back.
Logan stopped and sniffed the air. He knew that scent.
"Mystique," Logan growled.
"Mystique isn't the only one," Logan turned to Kurt and saw him squatting on the ground, holding something shiny…Kitty's bracelet.
How'd y'all like it? I think that it's coming along, and have some ideas, a rough map of where I want it to go, but I'm always up for suggestions. As always, please R/R more to come VERY soon! Hope you enjoyed!!!
