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dWriters note: My computer went virus on my so I'm rewriting this chapter.
Disclaimer: Yada, yada and more yada; you know it, if not look at the first chapter.
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Some times situations become real tense; this was one of those. A.K. somersaulted backwards, avoiding the bullets fired at him, throwing a net over the closest man whirling to face another. He kicked out with his left leg and to his utter surprise it went right trough him.
"They aren't real!" Cyclops yelled as his beams hit without effect.

"Nightdemon!" Blaze roared as she saw the man standing in the back, she threw an energy ball at him, he avoid it and laughed.
"You'll never catch me, girl, want some of your memories?" he asked lashing out his hand as he disappeared. Amanda screamed and fell to her knees, hands clasping her head. Several of the opponents seemed to stagger and smolder to dust but some didn't.
Two of them were fighting Lynx who used his claws as good as his father, another man came in from behind drawing a long blade, viciously stabbing it into Lynx' left side. He cried and tried to claw the man who only smirked and turned the knife, twisting it and jerked it free, leaving Lynx breathless with pain, the dark clad man threw his knife hurling against Blaze.
Storm formed a wind blow that made three men and A.K flew across the room, A.K. heard something crack in his left knee, it almost turned into the wrong direction. *Did I break my knee? God it hurts!* he stayed down as Cyclops took care of the last two men.
Amanda was sitting on the floor face down, shivering, A.K. looked at her, sensing her distress and pain, cut in her left upper arm.
"He isn't here, he isn't here, he isn't here. .."
'Ro sat down next to her after checking on Wolverine, embracing her as she wrapped a gauze over the cut as she was trying to soothe her friend.
"Sch, we won't let him hurt you anymore, sch."

Cyclops was kneeling next to Lynx making him press a blood-stopper against the wound, which already was stopping to bleed.
"It's okay Mr. Summers, it almost doesn't bleed, it just stings a little bit. It will be fully healed in a day or two, thanks to my loving father," A.K. often heard Chris' halfhearted jokes about the man they both whished they never met: Sabretooth. Scott smiled dryly and walked past him and reached over to help Alex on to his feet when his eyes felled on the leg turning in the wrong direction.
"You wont be able to stand on that," he mumbled as he examined it.
"No kidding?" Alex hissed as Cyclops touched the knee.
"No kidding. I'll go fetch the jet, 'Ro? Is she okay?" he answered and asked Storm. A.K. looked at the woman who had taken him as his own when his parents had died, she was crying, weakly, tears flowing freely from her face, she was mumbling undetectable words.
"I'm not sure, she is very upset," Ororo answered.

Ororo looked up at Alex, sensing his thoughts, his hatred against the men who did this to her, the woman who had raised him as her own son. His red eyes became really cold and filled with hatred, 'Ro frowned at him.
"It isn't you Storm. It's just, I cant understand how.. ." he simply said and grew silent again.
"How anyone can do something like this against someone? Neither do I," she said slowly as she caress away some of the tears from Amandas' face.

Cyclops touched the com and hailed the Mansion as he lifted.
"Jean!"
"Scott! Is everyone okay?"
"Relatively okay, we will be needing some medical attention when we get back. Logan has some serious bleedings, Alex has broken his knee and Mandy, I don't know what Nightdemon did to her, but she is more or less hysterical. We may have to sedate her."
"How is she reacting?"
"She is crying and whatever the man did to her it has made her unable to react normal. She will be needing something to calm down."
"Alright, we'll be ready when you come. I love you," Jean whispered as she signed of. Cyclops smiled and set the airplane down just outside the little building. He brought an extra med. kit from the cabinet above right the medical bed. He walked inside the house and found Alex hanging in the roof in one of his nets, carefully maneuvering Logan in a transport-net, Scott had trained enough with the kid, everyone called him that, to recognize the different sorts of nets.
"Which berth?" he asked, sounding a bit exhausted.
"Take the right. I'll help Lynx to board and then I'll come back," Cykes said as he helped Chris to his feet then slung his right arm over his own shoulder as they limped out into the plane. Alex had already secured Logan on the stretcher-bed and was now strapping his leg with some sort of splint and he had nicked a crutch from the cabinet.
"I'll go check on the cars. See if I find any of his stuff." The kid simply said as he tried to limp of and nearly fell.
"Hey!" Cyclops said and caught him. "I'll check those cars out, you stay and check on those two, okay? I'll just fetch Ororo and Mandy," he continued as he pushed Alex into a seat.
"Okay."

Ororo had managed to get Amanda to the door when Scott met them, the woman was ash-pale and she was still shivering, he reached out for her, she reeled away, avoiding his touch.
"I think she is in shock, she will need help from the professor " 'Ro said and guided the ageless woman aboard the plane. Scott looked at the woman he had seen as a controlled, but very gentle, who never was afraid, now terrified, it struck him that 'Nightdemon' could be the worst enemy of them all, someone who placed things in a persons' mind, false and true memories. He turned and jogged to the cars, he saw his bike strapped on the blue-green jeep, opened the door and smelled the stench from Logans' cigars. He looked in the backseat and found a couple of duffle bags that he grabbed and then decided to take the bike back as well.

The Mansion, an hour later.

Rouge, Kitty and Jubilee were taking care of the dishes when the jet came in for landing. They saw how the jet lowered itself into the underground.
"Go!" Kitty said when Rouge accidentally dropped a plate on the ground. "You're no good to us here." She flashed a smiled as she ran out the door, down the stairs and into the elevator, the headache increased but who the hell cared.

Jean saw the younger woman rushing in through the door, feeling her exaltation and how it fell when she saw her friends and her boyfriend being attended by she and the professor. Storm was sitting on one of the berths with Amanda, whose arm Jean was cleaning up, Logan lay semi-conscious, Alex was standing next to him checking the IV, and Chris her beloved Christopher, was half sitting in a bed, he shone up when he saw her.
"Marie!" She threw herself over him and hugged him, kissed, and kissed him again. She looked at his wound and started to bind it, he let her do as she wanted, decided it would be best for his own safety.
"Does it hurt?" she asked.
"Not so much," he answered and kissed her forehead, tugged on her white strand, and then kissed her again.

"Amanda, Amanda!" The professor was talking to her; she forced herself to look up, meeting Xaviers' blue-gray eyes. "Would you show me?" he asked, looking into her strange pearl-gray faded eyes, seeing them tear up again, she nodded. He stretched out his hands, palms on each side of her head; he felt more then saw the memories.
Hunted, running, panting, her hair was brown at the tops, then gray, he saw her from behind, the scars running down her back was revealed, she was only wearing a top tank and a couple of shorts. He could hear the stalkers closing in when she tripped and fell; they were so close know!
"I want her alive and kicking!" a voice he recognized shouted. A man suddenly got hold of her ankle.
"No! Let me go! Please!" she was screaming, panicking, wildly kicking and fighting.
The black-eyed man reached the bushes where she had been hiding; he smiled a smile without any compassion, only cruelty. Creed seized her by the neck with one hand and hauled her into the air; she struggled against him, trying to get free.
"Never, ever run from me again, girl," he said as he squeezed harder and she soon blacked out from lack of air.

The following memories were so painful Charles almost cried out, he saw how her spinal cord was integrated with the wires that led out in her arms, no anesthetics or anything else. He saw the glimpse of another unconscious mutant moved into the room on a stretcher, he looked a bit younger than the Logan he was used to but it was Logan indeed. He saw how the men started too.. .

"No, I think I can handle the rest," Amanda whispered as she gently pushed the professor away. He looked at the tired woman in front of him, seeing that his help had reached through, the glimpse of her strong will shone in her eyes again, her shields were starting to rebuild themselves. She looked around in the room and recognized the Sick bay; Storm was still sitting next to her. Then she felt a sting in her left arm, she looked down and saw the stitched up cut.
"Ouch," she said quietly. "If I don't look up or I'll soon hold the world record in scars," she said with a little more spirit.

Logan heard voices he recognized, scents he remembered, Marie, Scott, Jean, Storm and the professor. And then there were some new scents he couldn't place, but there was something he remembered from somewhere, and the voice, from were did he recognize that voice. She spoke with a refined English accent, much like the professor, he knew how she looked, the woman was a gray-head, though she wasn't old. He struggled to open his eyes.
"Jean, he's wakening up," the voice belonged to a young red-eyed man, standing next too him propped with a crutch. She came to his side, so did Scott and Marie, she placed her hand on Logans' shoulder.
"How're you alright?" she asked stroking his hair away from his face.
"What the hell happened? Everything hurts."
"We hoped that you could tell us. We were the Golden boys and girls who saved your behind," Scott said smiling.
"The bluebitch was there."
"Mystique?"
"Yeah, she was the one giving me in. I should have known. Hell! I'm tired."
"Logan, you must know that you lost a lot of blood, you have to rest for a day or so, I'm administering some painkiller it will probably make you fall asleep."
"That absolutely fine for me.. ." he said as he dozed of. He didn't fall asleep completely, he could hear the others move around and when someone came and checked his IV, he opened his eyes. It was she! She was wearing blue sunshades and school clothes and her hair was completely gray, but sure as hell it was she. The woman from the dream and the tape!


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