A/N: Sorry, Kitty fans, but I must leave her POV out of this story, as I am too unprepared to delve into her ever so blonde (even though she is technically a brunette, she is truly blonde at heart) mind. ;o) I will replace hers with Storm, cuz hers is the bets POV in the situation I think. After that I am going back to third person. Hope you still like my lil story.
Battle of the Sexes: Chapter 3
Evan
Kurt was doing his best, and it was working, but how long could he keep this up? *BAMF!* Every few seconds he would port again, confusing the bear. I tried occasionally to cage the thing in with some bone spikes, but it just kept breaking through them. Scott had gotten off a lot of shots, and they had been effective, but I guess he's only got so much of that stuff behind his eyes, cuz his beams were getting weaker and weaker. As for Mr. Logan…he had been knocked out by the bear's first charge. He looked pretty beat up too, some deep cuts on his chest, and his meeting with the tree he had been flung into like a rag doll had rendered him unconscious. His healing factor was kicking though, a little slower than if he would have been awake, but he'll pull through.
A shout from Kurt, and he was sent flying a few yards, luckily not into a tree. The bear had finally got him mid air right after a port. Only Scott and I were left standing. A swung my arm forward, aiming a spike at the bears chest. I missed. Scott was blasting away, but with little effect. I guess I was right, he actually was running out of whatever it is his optic blasts are made of.
Neither his optic attacks nor my spikes (which were becoming flimsier and smaller each time, as I didn't have enough time to regenerate them) were stopping the thing. It was clearly after something, and I suppose we were in its way.
*(third person)
"Arrrr!" The deep growl erupted from Logan's throat as he plowed into the bear's side, grappling with his claws to injure it in any way. Still in his weakened condition, Logan barely managed to deter the bear from its path towards Scott and Evan, whose powers were running short. It was enough though.
As much as Logan seemed to dislike the boys, in truth he loved them each deeply. The fact that they looked up to him as a teacher and mentor gave him a purpose in life he hadn't known since he could remember. For that reason, he would do anything for them, or any of the other students, including taking on a charging bear.
Unfortunately, even good intentions don't always pay off. The huge thing was on Logan in a second, giant paws pinning him down at the shoulders. Weakening blasts from Scott did little, as he and Evan stood by, helpless, as it clenched it's jaws into Logan, just at his rib cage, and dragged him struggling into the woods.
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Ororo
"What happened? Is Kurt ok?" Kitty asked frantically. "And, like, Scott and Evan and Mr. Logan?" She added after getting questioning glances from Jean and Rogue. "We don't know, which is why we are going to find them." Jean answered, a little annoyed. "Ok, Rogue, you and Kitty go into the woods…that way, and Ororo and I go up the trail." She pointed in the direction of what looked like drag marks. Rogue and Kitty nodded with out arguing for once.
Splitting into teams was risky. If something happened to Rogue or Kitty, how would we know? And if something happened to Jean or I, how would they know? But then again, it was the fastest way to cover ground, and I wanted my nephew found and safe. "Alright, continue forward to two hours maximum, and then head straight back to our camp sight, got it?" I said sternly, glancing at Jean to make sure she didn't protest my taking over her leader position. She looked a little too distraught to argue.
"Let's go. Meet in two hours." She finally said, and turned up the path and began forward. After glancing at Rogue and Kitty, who were heading into the woods, I followed Jean.
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There! He finally managed to jam his claws into the bear's belly. It growled in pain, finally releasing its grip on Logan's side. He fell to the ground, grunting in pain. The bear rose in anger, towering over the man known as Wolverine. It brought it's paws forcefully down on the ground right next to him, gave him one last roar, and trotted off. 'Is it me, or does that thing have yellow eyes?' Logan's last thought before fading into darkness.
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".....KUUUUUUUUUURT.....SCOOOOOOOTT!" "Would you quite screaming?" Rogue snapped. "Something attacked them and it probably went this way, are you trying to attract it back or something?" Fed up, Kitty turned on Rogue, "Well I'm sorry! I want to find these people because they are my friends and I actually care about other people then myself!" A stunned Rogue stood, speechless, as Kitty stormed ahead.
After a few seconds, Kitty stopped in her tracks. Rogue ran to catch up with her, saying "Ah didn't mean it like that. Ah just don't want..." Rogue trailed off after seeing what had stopped Kitty. "Oh no..." She stared down at the bloody, but still breathing, heap of Logan.
*
Voices floated lightly through Logan's head. He tried to choke out a go away or leave me alone, but found his voice distant and unable to form the words. "Mr. Logan? Like, what are we gonna do?" "Mr. Logan? Logan?! Please wake up…" Was some one shaking his shoulder? 'Did I go out drinking last night or what? Hangovers are a b…' Then the memory flooded back through his mind, and he finally brought himself to open his eyes.
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Ok, chapter 3 is done! Happy joy! Anybody think it a worthwhile cause to write a chapter 4?
Battle of the Sexes: Chapter 3
Evan
Kurt was doing his best, and it was working, but how long could he keep this up? *BAMF!* Every few seconds he would port again, confusing the bear. I tried occasionally to cage the thing in with some bone spikes, but it just kept breaking through them. Scott had gotten off a lot of shots, and they had been effective, but I guess he's only got so much of that stuff behind his eyes, cuz his beams were getting weaker and weaker. As for Mr. Logan…he had been knocked out by the bear's first charge. He looked pretty beat up too, some deep cuts on his chest, and his meeting with the tree he had been flung into like a rag doll had rendered him unconscious. His healing factor was kicking though, a little slower than if he would have been awake, but he'll pull through.
A shout from Kurt, and he was sent flying a few yards, luckily not into a tree. The bear had finally got him mid air right after a port. Only Scott and I were left standing. A swung my arm forward, aiming a spike at the bears chest. I missed. Scott was blasting away, but with little effect. I guess I was right, he actually was running out of whatever it is his optic blasts are made of.
Neither his optic attacks nor my spikes (which were becoming flimsier and smaller each time, as I didn't have enough time to regenerate them) were stopping the thing. It was clearly after something, and I suppose we were in its way.
*(third person)
"Arrrr!" The deep growl erupted from Logan's throat as he plowed into the bear's side, grappling with his claws to injure it in any way. Still in his weakened condition, Logan barely managed to deter the bear from its path towards Scott and Evan, whose powers were running short. It was enough though.
As much as Logan seemed to dislike the boys, in truth he loved them each deeply. The fact that they looked up to him as a teacher and mentor gave him a purpose in life he hadn't known since he could remember. For that reason, he would do anything for them, or any of the other students, including taking on a charging bear.
Unfortunately, even good intentions don't always pay off. The huge thing was on Logan in a second, giant paws pinning him down at the shoulders. Weakening blasts from Scott did little, as he and Evan stood by, helpless, as it clenched it's jaws into Logan, just at his rib cage, and dragged him struggling into the woods.
***
Ororo
"What happened? Is Kurt ok?" Kitty asked frantically. "And, like, Scott and Evan and Mr. Logan?" She added after getting questioning glances from Jean and Rogue. "We don't know, which is why we are going to find them." Jean answered, a little annoyed. "Ok, Rogue, you and Kitty go into the woods…that way, and Ororo and I go up the trail." She pointed in the direction of what looked like drag marks. Rogue and Kitty nodded with out arguing for once.
Splitting into teams was risky. If something happened to Rogue or Kitty, how would we know? And if something happened to Jean or I, how would they know? But then again, it was the fastest way to cover ground, and I wanted my nephew found and safe. "Alright, continue forward to two hours maximum, and then head straight back to our camp sight, got it?" I said sternly, glancing at Jean to make sure she didn't protest my taking over her leader position. She looked a little too distraught to argue.
"Let's go. Meet in two hours." She finally said, and turned up the path and began forward. After glancing at Rogue and Kitty, who were heading into the woods, I followed Jean.
***
There! He finally managed to jam his claws into the bear's belly. It growled in pain, finally releasing its grip on Logan's side. He fell to the ground, grunting in pain. The bear rose in anger, towering over the man known as Wolverine. It brought it's paws forcefully down on the ground right next to him, gave him one last roar, and trotted off. 'Is it me, or does that thing have yellow eyes?' Logan's last thought before fading into darkness.
***
".....KUUUUUUUUUURT.....SCOOOOOOOTT!" "Would you quite screaming?" Rogue snapped. "Something attacked them and it probably went this way, are you trying to attract it back or something?" Fed up, Kitty turned on Rogue, "Well I'm sorry! I want to find these people because they are my friends and I actually care about other people then myself!" A stunned Rogue stood, speechless, as Kitty stormed ahead.
After a few seconds, Kitty stopped in her tracks. Rogue ran to catch up with her, saying "Ah didn't mean it like that. Ah just don't want..." Rogue trailed off after seeing what had stopped Kitty. "Oh no..." She stared down at the bloody, but still breathing, heap of Logan.
*
Voices floated lightly through Logan's head. He tried to choke out a go away or leave me alone, but found his voice distant and unable to form the words. "Mr. Logan? Like, what are we gonna do?" "Mr. Logan? Logan?! Please wake up…" Was some one shaking his shoulder? 'Did I go out drinking last night or what? Hangovers are a b…' Then the memory flooded back through his mind, and he finally brought himself to open his eyes.
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Ok, chapter 3 is done! Happy joy! Anybody think it a worthwhile cause to write a chapter 4?