He sniffed the air, perched high in a strong tree. This would be even more
perfect than he had imagined.
A low growl escaped his throat as he leapt down and began to pursue his new quarry.
**********
Emma woke early, due to both the light and the uncomfortable nature of her bedding. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she realized what was in front of her. Adam was sitting on his haunches, his face barely an inch from hers. She sat up quickly, smacking her head on the tree as she pulled backwards.
"Adam, we need to talk." She rubbed the new bruise on her head as he changed.
"You said he wouldn't hurt me." His boyishly rough voice was filled with hurt and blame.
"I know, I'm sorry. But don't judge the entire institute just on Logan. He has... issues."
"Why defend him? He hurt you too." His black eyes gazed at her throat.
Emma gently touched the bruising at her throat. "Yes." Her voice was little more than a whisper. "But he -"
"Emma, are you there? You have to-" Charles' voice erupted from the communicator, startling Adam. He morphed back and fled into the trees. Emma growled a little in anger and threw the communicator as far as she could and started after Adam.
*********
"She's not responding." Charles turned around and looked at Storm.
"The communicator might be broken."
"Or she might be ignoring it." Charles had a strong suspicion that it was the latter. "We'll have to send out a team, Logan's not strong enough to -"
"The hell I ain't." The man in question entered the room, looking - as Hank had put it - slightly crispy with regards to his hair, but otherwise fine. "This is my fight, Charles. Just tell me where he is."
**********
Adam eventually stopped running. Emma flopped down beside him, panting heavily. "Oh thank god," she gasped. "I really... can't keep up... with you."
Adam shifted again. After she had enough air to ask him properly, Emma asked Adam why Logan had attacked him. He shrugged.
"I don't understand. He kept saying that I couldn't have you. What does that mean?"
She frowned and sat up. "I'm not quite sure. He knew that you were a mutant, but why...?" Suddenly she slapped a hand to her forehead. "Oh wow. I'm really dense."
Adam looked at her blank-faced, but there was curiosity in his eyes. He didn't express much via facial movement. Emma had learned to rely on his eyes. "He thinks I was having an affair. With you."
"Affair?"
"Affair is..." Emma struggled to explain. "Like if your mate mated with another."
"Ah! But we didn't..."
She laughed shortly and mirthlessly. "No, but Logan does get mad very easily. She stood. "I can't believe he didn't trust me enough to just ask me!"
She was forestalled from her rant as Adam stood up very quickly, looking into the forest around them. "What is it?" Emma strained her ears, but couldn't hear anything.
Then she did. A twig cracked softly. So softly that she might have missed it. Emma thought she'd imagined it for a moment, but then she heard a faint whooshing noise. On instinct, she dropped flat to the ground, and something large hurtled over her.
She leapt up, just as it - he - did. His hair was long, and a dirty blonde colour. His coat swirled in the breeze as he looked at her, his clawed hands curling slightly.
He smiled, bearing his wicked teeth in a way that made Emma's blood freeze. She brought her hands up, glowing slightly with energy. She recognized him from his description, and realized that she most likely was going to die if he attacked her. Her powers were still somewhat weak from her encounter with Logan, and even at full power, she wasn't sure if she could take him down.
//Why, oh why, did I throw away that communicator?//
A low growl escaped his throat as he leapt down and began to pursue his new quarry.
**********
Emma woke early, due to both the light and the uncomfortable nature of her bedding. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she realized what was in front of her. Adam was sitting on his haunches, his face barely an inch from hers. She sat up quickly, smacking her head on the tree as she pulled backwards.
"Adam, we need to talk." She rubbed the new bruise on her head as he changed.
"You said he wouldn't hurt me." His boyishly rough voice was filled with hurt and blame.
"I know, I'm sorry. But don't judge the entire institute just on Logan. He has... issues."
"Why defend him? He hurt you too." His black eyes gazed at her throat.
Emma gently touched the bruising at her throat. "Yes." Her voice was little more than a whisper. "But he -"
"Emma, are you there? You have to-" Charles' voice erupted from the communicator, startling Adam. He morphed back and fled into the trees. Emma growled a little in anger and threw the communicator as far as she could and started after Adam.
*********
"She's not responding." Charles turned around and looked at Storm.
"The communicator might be broken."
"Or she might be ignoring it." Charles had a strong suspicion that it was the latter. "We'll have to send out a team, Logan's not strong enough to -"
"The hell I ain't." The man in question entered the room, looking - as Hank had put it - slightly crispy with regards to his hair, but otherwise fine. "This is my fight, Charles. Just tell me where he is."
**********
Adam eventually stopped running. Emma flopped down beside him, panting heavily. "Oh thank god," she gasped. "I really... can't keep up... with you."
Adam shifted again. After she had enough air to ask him properly, Emma asked Adam why Logan had attacked him. He shrugged.
"I don't understand. He kept saying that I couldn't have you. What does that mean?"
She frowned and sat up. "I'm not quite sure. He knew that you were a mutant, but why...?" Suddenly she slapped a hand to her forehead. "Oh wow. I'm really dense."
Adam looked at her blank-faced, but there was curiosity in his eyes. He didn't express much via facial movement. Emma had learned to rely on his eyes. "He thinks I was having an affair. With you."
"Affair?"
"Affair is..." Emma struggled to explain. "Like if your mate mated with another."
"Ah! But we didn't..."
She laughed shortly and mirthlessly. "No, but Logan does get mad very easily. She stood. "I can't believe he didn't trust me enough to just ask me!"
She was forestalled from her rant as Adam stood up very quickly, looking into the forest around them. "What is it?" Emma strained her ears, but couldn't hear anything.
Then she did. A twig cracked softly. So softly that she might have missed it. Emma thought she'd imagined it for a moment, but then she heard a faint whooshing noise. On instinct, she dropped flat to the ground, and something large hurtled over her.
She leapt up, just as it - he - did. His hair was long, and a dirty blonde colour. His coat swirled in the breeze as he looked at her, his clawed hands curling slightly.
He smiled, bearing his wicked teeth in a way that made Emma's blood freeze. She brought her hands up, glowing slightly with energy. She recognized him from his description, and realized that she most likely was going to die if he attacked her. Her powers were still somewhat weak from her encounter with Logan, and even at full power, she wasn't sure if she could take him down.
//Why, oh why, did I throw away that communicator?//