Disclamer: I don't own the x-men, so don't sue. Not that it would do any good. I don't own the song 'The End' either, that belongs to 'Greenwheel'.
Author's Note: Although it's mostly an Ultimate-verse fic, there may be some AU.
Summary: Logan is being held prisoner by an abusive unknown enemy. But where are the rest of the X-Men? Is he the one needing saving, or are they? Slight songfic.
The End That is Never The End
Chp.3
"Mouthless children, still promises they feed
Bullets softer now, still we bleed
Dodging friendly fire
Marksmanship inspires
The end that is never the end
There's no difference between foe or friend
Blanks in the chamber, they have you believe
Faces so sober, trusting souls decieved
The megaphone speaks, still pulses race and scream
Things will be quiet soon"
~*Logan's P.O.V.*~
The idiot with the gun is still screaming at me, sayin' he's gonna blow my flamin' head off. By now I'm just completely pissed. I don't need ta be out here in the freakin' cold, half-naked none-the-less, just so I c'n bring back a damned metal box for the sonuvabitch's that've captured me and the rest o' the X-Men (i think) in the first place!
Now I loose it. I growl and roar, spinning around to slice off the barrel of the soldier's gun. He drops the rest o' his gun, the other guys are so dumbfounded they don't even shoot at me. I take off, runnin' at full speed ta get back to the old jeep I got here in.
All of a sudden a round hits my shoulder and I almost topple to the ground. I c'n hear bullets whizzin' past my head. Shit. The damn boy scout rejects finally got the sense to shoot at me. I keep runnin' through the dark, and just when I reach the jeep and toss the box in, a bullet hits my calf. I roar out in pain, falling clumsily to the ground. I'm so damn tired but I know I gotta get the hell outta here. I barely make it into the jeep, then start the thing up and put my foot to the gas.
When I finally reach the hanger and pull the jeep in, there's guys inside waitin' for me, just like the soldier said. I don't bother struggling, I'm too hurt ta move. Still not able ta see with my left eye, my right eye catches one o' the soldiers grabbing the metal box and takin' off. I wasn't payin' attention when the soldiers started shackling my wrists again, and when they pull me outta the jeep I fall to the ground.
"Get up!" One of the guys yells at me.
I merely grunt. "Can't." Is my terse reply. Truth is, I could've gotten up if I really wanted to..only thing was that my leg hurt from the bullet wound and was still bleedin'. Nah, I didn't feel like movin'.
Soldier boy gets a couple o' his buddies and they start draggin' me outta the hanger. When they finally toss me back in my cell, McKenna's standin' there on the outside lookin' at me. The sonuvabitch is actually laughing. "What's.....so funny?" I manage to snarl, lying on the damp floor.
"Well Logan, I'd like to thank you for picking up that box for us....ironic thing is, the device we used *you* to get for us is the very thing we are going to use to destroy you and your mutant friends. There are more devices like that on the back of your neck to disable mutant powers." He replied, and although my eyesight was blurry, I could still make out a satisfied grin on his face.
A deep growl rises in my chest. If he were inside the cell with me at that moment, I woulda gutted 'im like a friggin' fish. Unfortunately I was still too weak ta move and all I could do was lay on the floor.
McKenna turned to walk away, still laughing. Wonder what they'll do ta me now. I'm so exhausted that I can barely think, I gotta get outta here soon...I gotta get the rest o' the X-Men out. I haven't slept or eatin' anything, if this keeps up I won't last much longer without my powers. I feel myself drifting off and I let the dark overtake me, just so I won't hafta feel pain anymore.
~*Jean's P.O.V.*~
We finally enter the compound, Logan has to be here, I can just barely sense him. As we sneak down the hallways, I keep Kitty close by. I insisted that the Professor allow her to accompany us on this rescue mission. We may need her abilities to get out of here quickly, we sure used them to get us in.
Colossus and Cyclops are up ahead of us, keeping an eye out for soldiers. So far it doesn't seem that we've tripped any alarms.
Once we head down a corridor with two directions to take I tell Scott to head down the one on the left, I can sense Logan stronger there.
We finally reach a dark room with a few cells along the walls. There is a sort of green glowing force field on the entrances. That must be some security thing. I run faster now, down the hall when I hear Colossus yell that they've found Wolverine.
"Over here Jean, Kitty! Quickly!" Peter yells to us.
When I reach the cell entrance I gasp at what I see. Logan is lying on the floor of the cell, barely any clothes on. There's blood all over him, some dried, some fresh. He's got multiple wounds covering his body; burns and bullet holes seem to be the worst. "OhmyGod!" I gasp, covering my mouth with my hands.
"OhmyGod! Is he.....dead?" Kitty asks, standing by my side.
"No." I tell her, a hand at my temple. "But there's something on the back of his neck preventing him from using his powers." I try to reply calmly.
"Kitty and Jean get in there and get Wolverine out, Colossus and I will keep a look out for guards." Cyclops orders, before going with Peter down the halls.
I grab Kitty's hand and she tentatively phases the both of us into the cell. I kneel beside Logan, tears streaming down my face in the fear that I feel for him. I can't even imagine the torture he'd gone through this time he'd been gone. I gently roll him on his side, taking a look at the metal implant on the back of his neck. I don't touch it, noticing the sharp points. I look at Kitty who is pacing nervously near the cell entrance. The force field is down since Kitty had used her powers on it. Suddenly I get an idea on removing the implant. "Kitty, come over here, I need your help."
Kitty quickly makes her way over, regaining her calm. She looks at the thing on Logan's neck. "What *is* that?"
"I don't know." I reply honestly. "But whatever it is, it isn't allowing Logan to use his powers. If we don't get this off of him.....he could die."
She looks at me fearfully and asks, "What do you want me to do?" Kitty's eager to help out any way she can.
I look at Logan, then back up at Kitty. "I need you to try and phase this thing off of Logan's neck."
Kitty looks at me unsure. "Jean I-"
"Kitty there's no time, you have to try!"
She finally listens to me and kneels down, placing her hand on the device. She grabs onto it, closing her eyes and pulls her hand back, phasing the device out of Logan's neck and somehow disrupting the electrical signal inside it.
I sigh, relieved. "Alright, now go get Colossus and tell him he'll need to carry Logan out of here."
Kitty looks back at me quickly and takes off running to tell Scott and Peter.
While Peter is carrying Logan back to the blackbird, I refuse to leave his side. I see the jealous look Scott is giving me, but I ignore him and get into the jet where Storm and Beast are waiting to take off.
Colossus sets Logan down on a cot in the back of the jet carefully and I sit there with him. I take out the medical kit and hastily wrap him in blankets after covering up his bullet wounds. Although he has his healing factor back, his wounds aren't completely healing yet and still look pretty bad. What had those monsters done to him?
~*No One's P.O.V.*~
Logan was breathing more heavily now and he was waking up. The swelling had gone down a little in his left eye and he tried to focus. He was oblivious to what had happened after he'd passed out. The only thing he knew was that he was actually feeling a little better. He groaned and tried scanning around while remaining in his current position.
Jean was sitting next to him and suddenly turned to his face. She smiled slightly, taking her hand and brushing the hair from Logan's forehead.
He recognized the face that was looking down at him and suddenly realization struck him. Logan tried to speak but his throat was very hoarse and all he could do was sputter a few grunts.
Jean quickly grabbed a water bottle near her side and gently poured the cool liquid down Logan's throat. He nodded thankfully and looked into Jean's eyes questioningly. "You..all...escaped." Logan rasped.
Jean stared at him quizically. "Logan...." She paused. "...we were never captured."
Logan's eyes widened and now Jean's confusion matched his own.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next day, Colossus, Storm, and Beast flew back to the compound where they had retrieved Logan. They searched all around, but found no people there, no equipment, no weapons, cells, nothing. The X-Men were utterly confused, and the only evidence they found of anyone even being there were some words on one of the outer doors that read:
M.A.D.6
Mutant Annihilation Division 6
~End~
Author's Note: Well, it's finished now. It was a little rushed, but everything I had planned pretty much worked out alright. I hope you guys liked it. Kinda short story but, eh. *shrugs* Maybe there'll be a sequel, I dunno. Please Review
Author's Note: Although it's mostly an Ultimate-verse fic, there may be some AU.
Summary: Logan is being held prisoner by an abusive unknown enemy. But where are the rest of the X-Men? Is he the one needing saving, or are they? Slight songfic.
The End That is Never The End
Chp.3
"Mouthless children, still promises they feed
Bullets softer now, still we bleed
Dodging friendly fire
Marksmanship inspires
The end that is never the end
There's no difference between foe or friend
Blanks in the chamber, they have you believe
Faces so sober, trusting souls decieved
The megaphone speaks, still pulses race and scream
Things will be quiet soon"
~*Logan's P.O.V.*~
The idiot with the gun is still screaming at me, sayin' he's gonna blow my flamin' head off. By now I'm just completely pissed. I don't need ta be out here in the freakin' cold, half-naked none-the-less, just so I c'n bring back a damned metal box for the sonuvabitch's that've captured me and the rest o' the X-Men (i think) in the first place!
Now I loose it. I growl and roar, spinning around to slice off the barrel of the soldier's gun. He drops the rest o' his gun, the other guys are so dumbfounded they don't even shoot at me. I take off, runnin' at full speed ta get back to the old jeep I got here in.
All of a sudden a round hits my shoulder and I almost topple to the ground. I c'n hear bullets whizzin' past my head. Shit. The damn boy scout rejects finally got the sense to shoot at me. I keep runnin' through the dark, and just when I reach the jeep and toss the box in, a bullet hits my calf. I roar out in pain, falling clumsily to the ground. I'm so damn tired but I know I gotta get the hell outta here. I barely make it into the jeep, then start the thing up and put my foot to the gas.
When I finally reach the hanger and pull the jeep in, there's guys inside waitin' for me, just like the soldier said. I don't bother struggling, I'm too hurt ta move. Still not able ta see with my left eye, my right eye catches one o' the soldiers grabbing the metal box and takin' off. I wasn't payin' attention when the soldiers started shackling my wrists again, and when they pull me outta the jeep I fall to the ground.
"Get up!" One of the guys yells at me.
I merely grunt. "Can't." Is my terse reply. Truth is, I could've gotten up if I really wanted to..only thing was that my leg hurt from the bullet wound and was still bleedin'. Nah, I didn't feel like movin'.
Soldier boy gets a couple o' his buddies and they start draggin' me outta the hanger. When they finally toss me back in my cell, McKenna's standin' there on the outside lookin' at me. The sonuvabitch is actually laughing. "What's.....so funny?" I manage to snarl, lying on the damp floor.
"Well Logan, I'd like to thank you for picking up that box for us....ironic thing is, the device we used *you* to get for us is the very thing we are going to use to destroy you and your mutant friends. There are more devices like that on the back of your neck to disable mutant powers." He replied, and although my eyesight was blurry, I could still make out a satisfied grin on his face.
A deep growl rises in my chest. If he were inside the cell with me at that moment, I woulda gutted 'im like a friggin' fish. Unfortunately I was still too weak ta move and all I could do was lay on the floor.
McKenna turned to walk away, still laughing. Wonder what they'll do ta me now. I'm so exhausted that I can barely think, I gotta get outta here soon...I gotta get the rest o' the X-Men out. I haven't slept or eatin' anything, if this keeps up I won't last much longer without my powers. I feel myself drifting off and I let the dark overtake me, just so I won't hafta feel pain anymore.
~*Jean's P.O.V.*~
We finally enter the compound, Logan has to be here, I can just barely sense him. As we sneak down the hallways, I keep Kitty close by. I insisted that the Professor allow her to accompany us on this rescue mission. We may need her abilities to get out of here quickly, we sure used them to get us in.
Colossus and Cyclops are up ahead of us, keeping an eye out for soldiers. So far it doesn't seem that we've tripped any alarms.
Once we head down a corridor with two directions to take I tell Scott to head down the one on the left, I can sense Logan stronger there.
We finally reach a dark room with a few cells along the walls. There is a sort of green glowing force field on the entrances. That must be some security thing. I run faster now, down the hall when I hear Colossus yell that they've found Wolverine.
"Over here Jean, Kitty! Quickly!" Peter yells to us.
When I reach the cell entrance I gasp at what I see. Logan is lying on the floor of the cell, barely any clothes on. There's blood all over him, some dried, some fresh. He's got multiple wounds covering his body; burns and bullet holes seem to be the worst. "OhmyGod!" I gasp, covering my mouth with my hands.
"OhmyGod! Is he.....dead?" Kitty asks, standing by my side.
"No." I tell her, a hand at my temple. "But there's something on the back of his neck preventing him from using his powers." I try to reply calmly.
"Kitty and Jean get in there and get Wolverine out, Colossus and I will keep a look out for guards." Cyclops orders, before going with Peter down the halls.
I grab Kitty's hand and she tentatively phases the both of us into the cell. I kneel beside Logan, tears streaming down my face in the fear that I feel for him. I can't even imagine the torture he'd gone through this time he'd been gone. I gently roll him on his side, taking a look at the metal implant on the back of his neck. I don't touch it, noticing the sharp points. I look at Kitty who is pacing nervously near the cell entrance. The force field is down since Kitty had used her powers on it. Suddenly I get an idea on removing the implant. "Kitty, come over here, I need your help."
Kitty quickly makes her way over, regaining her calm. She looks at the thing on Logan's neck. "What *is* that?"
"I don't know." I reply honestly. "But whatever it is, it isn't allowing Logan to use his powers. If we don't get this off of him.....he could die."
She looks at me fearfully and asks, "What do you want me to do?" Kitty's eager to help out any way she can.
I look at Logan, then back up at Kitty. "I need you to try and phase this thing off of Logan's neck."
Kitty looks at me unsure. "Jean I-"
"Kitty there's no time, you have to try!"
She finally listens to me and kneels down, placing her hand on the device. She grabs onto it, closing her eyes and pulls her hand back, phasing the device out of Logan's neck and somehow disrupting the electrical signal inside it.
I sigh, relieved. "Alright, now go get Colossus and tell him he'll need to carry Logan out of here."
Kitty looks back at me quickly and takes off running to tell Scott and Peter.
While Peter is carrying Logan back to the blackbird, I refuse to leave his side. I see the jealous look Scott is giving me, but I ignore him and get into the jet where Storm and Beast are waiting to take off.
Colossus sets Logan down on a cot in the back of the jet carefully and I sit there with him. I take out the medical kit and hastily wrap him in blankets after covering up his bullet wounds. Although he has his healing factor back, his wounds aren't completely healing yet and still look pretty bad. What had those monsters done to him?
~*No One's P.O.V.*~
Logan was breathing more heavily now and he was waking up. The swelling had gone down a little in his left eye and he tried to focus. He was oblivious to what had happened after he'd passed out. The only thing he knew was that he was actually feeling a little better. He groaned and tried scanning around while remaining in his current position.
Jean was sitting next to him and suddenly turned to his face. She smiled slightly, taking her hand and brushing the hair from Logan's forehead.
He recognized the face that was looking down at him and suddenly realization struck him. Logan tried to speak but his throat was very hoarse and all he could do was sputter a few grunts.
Jean quickly grabbed a water bottle near her side and gently poured the cool liquid down Logan's throat. He nodded thankfully and looked into Jean's eyes questioningly. "You..all...escaped." Logan rasped.
Jean stared at him quizically. "Logan...." She paused. "...we were never captured."
Logan's eyes widened and now Jean's confusion matched his own.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next day, Colossus, Storm, and Beast flew back to the compound where they had retrieved Logan. They searched all around, but found no people there, no equipment, no weapons, cells, nothing. The X-Men were utterly confused, and the only evidence they found of anyone even being there were some words on one of the outer doors that read:
M.A.D.6
Mutant Annihilation Division 6
~End~
Author's Note: Well, it's finished now. It was a little rushed, but everything I had planned pretty much worked out alright. I hope you guys liked it. Kinda short story but, eh. *shrugs* Maybe there'll be a sequel, I dunno. Please Review