Max woke up slowly. She felt surrounding warmth she didn't want to leave.
She looked up to see Logan's face. She snuggled up to him even more. She
stroked his back while he slept. She found even more bumps on his back that
were unmistakably scars. She pulled back from him slightly and hovered over
his body. She moved her hands deftly over his chest area and down further.
She found the scar from the night when he was shot and taken from her. She
moved her fingers over the small scar. She looked further down and was
perplexed at how he could acquire all of these and heal so quickly. As she
traced the scars she noticed Logan started to move. There were beads of
sweat on his face and neck and his face was clenched. His breathing pattern
started to increase rapidly and Max began to worry. She moved her hands to
his arms to gently shake him.
"Logan wake up." He was moving more and she was afraid if he kept breathing like that he would cause him self a heart attack. She shook him more firmly this time.
"Logan wake up!" At this he sat straight up and his eyes snapped open. It took him a few minutes to realize where he was. He looked over to Max and let out a sigh of relief. Max had a worried expression. What was that all about? She wondered. He closed his eyes briefly. She began to rub his back.
"You okay?" He looked back into her eyes.
"Yeah now I am." She flicked her eyes towards the scars on his chest.
"Anything you want to tell me?" She wasn't going to push him to tell her if he wasn't ready but she needed to know sooner or later. Sooner worked best for her. He sighed again.
"Well there really isn't a while lot to say I guess." She looked at him with that Yeah right look. He laughed softly.
"I guess there is actually." She put her hand on his chest and scooted them to rest on the backboard of the bed and she slipped into his arms.
"Well?" He was hesitant to answer but he knew she needed to know.
"When I first got there I suppose they thought I would be a fun experiment." He said these quoting Renfro's words. "They did a few procedures on the spine using the techniques of reengineering like in that conference you went to." She remembered the particular conference she went to posing as Rachel Glasser. "They had me walking in 3 days and they fixed up a few other things thus the reason I no longer need the glasses. They decided to do some other stuff while they were doing the surgery." He coughed here. The next part he really didn't want to mention. "I was in the hospital wing for about 2 days getting injections." She moved her hands over his left arm. She didn't notice before the little angry dots that littered his arm. "They took a blood test when I first got there and noticed your blood in there. Renfro the director thought it would be interesting to inject more X series blood in with a few other things. I am not exactly sure what all they put in me but I know most was donated from the X series. I got some injections from the anomalies they called them." Max remembered the stories Ben told about them. "They put me in some psychological isolation facilities a lot so I wouldn't get any ideas. Training was 14 hours for me and I was supposed to be something special…" He trailed off here. He was remembering something but Max didn't know what. He was silent before she broke in his thoughts.
"What do you mean special?" He stared off in space as she turned to face him.
"I was supposed to be better than they were. I didn't know that. I hadn't tested out my abilities until then so I didn't know it would happen." He said this barely above a whisper. She looked at him waiting for him to finish.
"I was set up to fight an X5. I don't know which one but he was supposed to be one of the supreme killers. When they put us out I was sure I was going to get my ass kicked but…" He trailed off again. He was having a hard time talking now.
"He tried to hit me and my senses kicked in and I dodged every move he made and I kicked him in the chest. He didn't get up." Logan felt the same feeling the day it happened.
" I killed him." He whispered it. He was remembering. The look of anger before on the guys face and then the helplessness in it when he was lying on the ground. Seeing the slightly stunned looks from the other X series and the smile on Renfro's face. She took pure delight from what he did. She wanted him to do. She encouraged it. She let a small laugh and winked at him. He felt his skin burning. He killed him. He killed a brain washed sibling of Max. He killed what he wanted to save. He didn't even break a sweat. It came so naturally the moves he made and now he was lying on the ground dead. The words shifted over in his head again. Dead. It wasn't like the Cape Haven scenario. That was out of protection for his life. Of course if he didn't do something to the opponent he would have suffered that fate but he could have at least protected himself without killing him. He was a killer.
A/N Please review and tell me specifically what you think of my writing so far. I pretty much have this plot set out in my head but I am open to suggestions.
"Logan wake up." He was moving more and she was afraid if he kept breathing like that he would cause him self a heart attack. She shook him more firmly this time.
"Logan wake up!" At this he sat straight up and his eyes snapped open. It took him a few minutes to realize where he was. He looked over to Max and let out a sigh of relief. Max had a worried expression. What was that all about? She wondered. He closed his eyes briefly. She began to rub his back.
"You okay?" He looked back into her eyes.
"Yeah now I am." She flicked her eyes towards the scars on his chest.
"Anything you want to tell me?" She wasn't going to push him to tell her if he wasn't ready but she needed to know sooner or later. Sooner worked best for her. He sighed again.
"Well there really isn't a while lot to say I guess." She looked at him with that Yeah right look. He laughed softly.
"I guess there is actually." She put her hand on his chest and scooted them to rest on the backboard of the bed and she slipped into his arms.
"Well?" He was hesitant to answer but he knew she needed to know.
"When I first got there I suppose they thought I would be a fun experiment." He said these quoting Renfro's words. "They did a few procedures on the spine using the techniques of reengineering like in that conference you went to." She remembered the particular conference she went to posing as Rachel Glasser. "They had me walking in 3 days and they fixed up a few other things thus the reason I no longer need the glasses. They decided to do some other stuff while they were doing the surgery." He coughed here. The next part he really didn't want to mention. "I was in the hospital wing for about 2 days getting injections." She moved her hands over his left arm. She didn't notice before the little angry dots that littered his arm. "They took a blood test when I first got there and noticed your blood in there. Renfro the director thought it would be interesting to inject more X series blood in with a few other things. I am not exactly sure what all they put in me but I know most was donated from the X series. I got some injections from the anomalies they called them." Max remembered the stories Ben told about them. "They put me in some psychological isolation facilities a lot so I wouldn't get any ideas. Training was 14 hours for me and I was supposed to be something special…" He trailed off here. He was remembering something but Max didn't know what. He was silent before she broke in his thoughts.
"What do you mean special?" He stared off in space as she turned to face him.
"I was supposed to be better than they were. I didn't know that. I hadn't tested out my abilities until then so I didn't know it would happen." He said this barely above a whisper. She looked at him waiting for him to finish.
"I was set up to fight an X5. I don't know which one but he was supposed to be one of the supreme killers. When they put us out I was sure I was going to get my ass kicked but…" He trailed off again. He was having a hard time talking now.
"He tried to hit me and my senses kicked in and I dodged every move he made and I kicked him in the chest. He didn't get up." Logan felt the same feeling the day it happened.
" I killed him." He whispered it. He was remembering. The look of anger before on the guys face and then the helplessness in it when he was lying on the ground. Seeing the slightly stunned looks from the other X series and the smile on Renfro's face. She took pure delight from what he did. She wanted him to do. She encouraged it. She let a small laugh and winked at him. He felt his skin burning. He killed him. He killed a brain washed sibling of Max. He killed what he wanted to save. He didn't even break a sweat. It came so naturally the moves he made and now he was lying on the ground dead. The words shifted over in his head again. Dead. It wasn't like the Cape Haven scenario. That was out of protection for his life. Of course if he didn't do something to the opponent he would have suffered that fate but he could have at least protected himself without killing him. He was a killer.
A/N Please review and tell me specifically what you think of my writing so far. I pretty much have this plot set out in my head but I am open to suggestions.