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The battle ended inside the danger room as Wolverine prepared to enter. The Cajun had been fighting well, until The Professor had activated the security drones and Gambit had been knocked unconscious. "Nice try bub, but that motorcycle is mine", Logan smirked. He thought back about the first time he saw it and grinned, he had stolen it from Cyclops. "Well, now that it's up for grabs everyone wants it," he thought. The professor had sent Cyclops and Nightcrawler on a reconnaissance mission to rescue Shadow Cat from Sauron. The X-men had argued to send more, but Professor X had stated that Kazaar, the leader of the Savage Land had strictly said only two. " Old Sauron's gonna end up conquering that place with only one eye and blue to help," he grimaced. It was well known that Wolverine disliked Cyclops, but everyone also knew that Cyclops wasn't a very good plan maker. It was usually just, "Let's charge them, they'll be so surprised they won't be able to stop us." Logan prepared himself as the three minute light flashed. " I'm gonna get that bike," he vowed. "I'm the only one that can, the only one good enough." Jubilee frowned while passing him, " I think that's a bit egotistical don't you think wolvie?" Wolverine only grunted. Jubilee walked over to him and stuck out her hand, " May the best X-man win," she smiled. Wolverine only nodded his head, while pretending to be interested with the wall in front of him. " Why do you care so much anyway?" Jubilee asked. "It's just a motorcycle with a few gadgets on it." Wolverine finally spoke, " Why don't you go and have a snowball fight with Bobbie or something," he said coldly. "Gee, fine," Jubilee frowned again and walked off with her head up. It wasn't the bike he wanted, it was the victory. " I can't wait to see the look on Cyc's face when he comes home and finds me riding his precious bike," Logan grinned. The door slid open and he walked through and prepared for the first obstacle. "I'm gonna win that bike, I can do this." The door closed and Wolverine leaped at the first drone he could get at. Bishop paced the room with sweat raining down his face. "What's taking so long, I should be in their with her," he sighed. He heard a scream come from the room and he sat down with a sigh. Storm could make it without him, but he still felt as the father, he should have some kind of responsibility. " It's your own damn fault you're not in there, why'd you have to be late! ," he panicked. What if something went wrong, went terribly wrong? He realized he was shivering and he ran his hands through his long black hair. "Get a grip Bishop, just get a grip." The door opened and an orderly ran out. He caught a glimpse through the closing door, and what he saw was amazing. Bright green lights were exploding, and the room was raining! "Oh no Storm," he thought with a grimace. "They gonna know you a mutant." The orderly almost crashed into the door in her fright, and she ran out of the room as fast as the flashes of lightning caused by Storm. Then all of the sudden the lights turned off, and there was no sound except for some cries of fright. Then the lights flickered back on and a very white faced doctor ushered him inside. Wading through the knee high water, Bishop crossed the room to where his wife Storm held their son. He smiled and kissed his wife. Storm whispered, "I don't know what to call him, I don't even know if." Bishop stopped her before she could go on. The subject had already been discussed, wether their son or daughter would have mutant abilities or not. The little baby stretched his fingers and yawned. That's when it started to rain again! "Well," Bishop started, " I guess that answers our question." The baby yawned again and snuggled up to his mother as the rain came to a sudden halt.
The battle ended inside the danger room as Wolverine prepared to enter. The Cajun had been fighting well, until The Professor had activated the security drones and Gambit had been knocked unconscious. "Nice try bub, but that motorcycle is mine", Logan smirked. He thought back about the first time he saw it and grinned, he had stolen it from Cyclops. "Well, now that it's up for grabs everyone wants it," he thought. The professor had sent Cyclops and Nightcrawler on a reconnaissance mission to rescue Shadow Cat from Sauron. The X-men had argued to send more, but Professor X had stated that Kazaar, the leader of the Savage Land had strictly said only two. " Old Sauron's gonna end up conquering that place with only one eye and blue to help," he grimaced. It was well known that Wolverine disliked Cyclops, but everyone also knew that Cyclops wasn't a very good plan maker. It was usually just, "Let's charge them, they'll be so surprised they won't be able to stop us." Logan prepared himself as the three minute light flashed. " I'm gonna get that bike," he vowed. "I'm the only one that can, the only one good enough." Jubilee frowned while passing him, " I think that's a bit egotistical don't you think wolvie?" Wolverine only grunted. Jubilee walked over to him and stuck out her hand, " May the best X-man win," she smiled. Wolverine only nodded his head, while pretending to be interested with the wall in front of him. " Why do you care so much anyway?" Jubilee asked. "It's just a motorcycle with a few gadgets on it." Wolverine finally spoke, " Why don't you go and have a snowball fight with Bobbie or something," he said coldly. "Gee, fine," Jubilee frowned again and walked off with her head up. It wasn't the bike he wanted, it was the victory. " I can't wait to see the look on Cyc's face when he comes home and finds me riding his precious bike," Logan grinned. The door slid open and he walked through and prepared for the first obstacle. "I'm gonna win that bike, I can do this." The door closed and Wolverine leaped at the first drone he could get at. Bishop paced the room with sweat raining down his face. "What's taking so long, I should be in their with her," he sighed. He heard a scream come from the room and he sat down with a sigh. Storm could make it without him, but he still felt as the father, he should have some kind of responsibility. " It's your own damn fault you're not in there, why'd you have to be late! ," he panicked. What if something went wrong, went terribly wrong? He realized he was shivering and he ran his hands through his long black hair. "Get a grip Bishop, just get a grip." The door opened and an orderly ran out. He caught a glimpse through the closing door, and what he saw was amazing. Bright green lights were exploding, and the room was raining! "Oh no Storm," he thought with a grimace. "They gonna know you a mutant." The orderly almost crashed into the door in her fright, and she ran out of the room as fast as the flashes of lightning caused by Storm. Then all of the sudden the lights turned off, and there was no sound except for some cries of fright. Then the lights flickered back on and a very white faced doctor ushered him inside. Wading through the knee high water, Bishop crossed the room to where his wife Storm held their son. He smiled and kissed his wife. Storm whispered, "I don't know what to call him, I don't even know if." Bishop stopped her before she could go on. The subject had already been discussed, wether their son or daughter would have mutant abilities or not. The little baby stretched his fingers and yawned. That's when it started to rain again! "Well," Bishop started, " I guess that answers our question." The baby yawned again and snuggled up to his mother as the rain came to a sudden halt.