Sniper-X: Chapter 8-Face to Face with the Enemy
"Maybe we should listen ta Bat-boy about that anonymous tip, eh kid?" Logan grumbled in SX's ear, still keeping an eye on the many enemies in front of them.
SX glared at their attackers. "Ok, I'll take out the guys with the guns infront of us, you take the ones with knives and clubs in the back."
Logan grunted an affirmation and acting almost in unison, he and SX broke from their back to back stance and went after their dangerous enemies.
Sniper-X quickly pulled her 9mm from her side holster and started shooting. She mentally thanked her lucky stars for her precise aiming abilities as she watched two thugs hit the ground from a bullet to the head. She normally wouldn't be aiming to kill, but these weren't really your average run of the mill thugs. They were trained hitman, assassins, what have you. The only thing SX needed to remind herself was that they were dangerous and she couldn't let up.
Logan worked quickly, slashing the weapons from his enemies hands. He took a few cuts himself, but with his healing factor, they disappeared quickly. He roared, sending a hard side kick to one of the guys' chest, knocking him flat on his back.
A large man, carrying an array of knives, grabbed Logan from behind, getting him into a headlock. He dangerously brought a knife to Logan's throat. Logan kicked at the man approaching from the front, then slammed his head back into the man behind him's nose.
SX spun around, seeing the man that Logan had kicked was getting up. Her attackers were a little dead at the moment so she had some time to kill, in a manner of speaking. She pulled a knife from her belt and threw it at the man attacking Logan from behind. It him him square in the back and he fell to his knees, screaming with a sickening gurgle sound rising in his throat.
Logan watched as SX walked toward the man and pulled her knife out of his dead body. "Uh..thanks." He grumbled.
The brief moment of peace didn't last long as the remaining five men took a chance to pounce on their victims.
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The fight didn't last too long, and by the end of it all, ten men lay at Sniper-X and Logan's feet. Logan had torn up the remaining five pretty good, then SX threw in a shrapnel grenade to finish it. Most of the bodies were laying in several forms of dismemberment. A few missing arms, some missing hands, legs, and one guy was missing an ear. They also had shrapnel sticking out of places that looked awfully painful. Skulls, necks, chest, legs, eyes,....and other areas.
Logan and SX stood amidst the bloodied ground, staring daftly at their own handiwork. Logan looked relatively fine, some spots of blood on his clothes and skin here and there. SX was alright, despite a few minor bruises and some blood on her clothes that wasn''t her own.
Suddenly Logan and SX spun around to hear clapping from behind.
Logan growled, unsheathing his blood stained claws again as SX drew her gun.
A man stood infront of them, of average height and build. His features were mainly hidden in shadows, but there was a distinctive scar that ran from just below his right eye, across his face and nose and to the corner of his left lip.
"Bravo." The man moved toward them, keeping his distance though. He sauntered as he walked, moving with a certain amount of arrogance.
Logan gave a low growl, coming deeply from his chest and escaping through his throat. "Who the hell are you?!"
The man was unarmed, and seemed incredibly at ease although being faced with six deadly adamantium claws and a 9mm handgun. "It is of no importance who I am. All you need to know is that I have someone that may hold some importance to you...Sniper-X."
SX glared at the man. "What the fuck are you talking about?!"
The man snapped his fingers and two body guard type guys came out of the alley, dragging along with them a woman who's hands were tied behind her back and she looked a little roughed up.
The woman's eyes widened in awe as she looked at Sniper-X. "Janey!" She screamed between sobs. "It's me! It's mom!"
Sniper-X stared at the woman skeptically and partly confused. Of course she wanted it to be her mother. It just couldn't be though...could it? She hadn't seen her family in so long and her mind was so screwed up that she didn't remember their faces, their names, or even her name...nothing. "Mom?"
The scarred man snapped his fingers again and the body guards dragged the woman away, back into the shadows. He then glared at SX and Logan, who was standing beside her protectively. "Now listen to me dear *Janey*. I will allow you to have your mother back if you do me one little favor." The man sounded like a snake, a scheming snake who's voice hissed with venom. "If you don't comply, I *will* kill her."
"Eat shit scar face!" SX snarled at the man, barely containing herself from putting a bullet between his eyes.
The man sighed with impatience. "You don't believe me? Fine." He snapped his fingers once again, a man wearing a suit and carrying a huge gun appearing behind him.
The man wearing the suit fired the gun at Logan, the impact of the high powered weapon sending him flying into a bunch of boxes in the alley.
"No!" SX yelled out, turning to look where Logan had landed. She looked back to where the man and his assassin was...but he was gone.
He couldn't be dead...Logan couldn't be dead. The thoughts ran through SX's mind. She had seen death alot in her lifetime, but it hurt the most when it was someone close to her, even a little close...someone she knew.
Sniper-X stood alone in the alley. She was frozen with a heart gripping fear that Logan was indeed dead. She looked down at her clothes to see blood spatter all over them. It was fresh blood spatter, it was Logan's blood. A tear rushed down her cheek and she headed toward where Logan landed. SX knew he had to be dead, but she needed to be sure. She needed closure.
SX stared at Logan's lifeless body, pushing the crumpled boxes off of him. She kneeled down by his side, picking his limp hand up and squeezing it within her own. His hand was still warm, which made her think of the life that was within him, now gone. As SX held Logan's hand she felt something...a pulse! Her eyes sprang open and she looked at Logan's face hopefully. "Logan?"
Logan stirred, a searing pain running through him, as he felt his body healing his massive chest wound. "Unh..." He groaned, almost wishing he was dead just so he wouldn't have to feel the pain. His eyes opened finally and he looked into SX's face, her eyes watery although she was trying to hide it. "Don't...put me...in a body bag...yet."
SX smiled, quickly wiping the sleave of her shirt across her eyes. "How-?"
Logan grunted, easing himself to a sitting position. "Mutant healing factor."
"You're just full of surprises aren't you?" SX raised an eyebrow at him. She curiously leaned forward, lifting Logan's shirt where he was shot. She traced her hand over his chest where the blood was. Not a scratch.
"Told ya." Logan groaned.
"Just checking." SX helped him get to his feet. She was relieved beyond all belief that he was alive, let alone without a single scar.
Logan thought about the man they had just made contact with. "While I was down...did he say anything about what he wanted from you kid?"
SX frowned, shaking her head. She was frustrated and angry, and above all else, she wanted to know the truth. "Nope. If what he wants is so important to 'im, I'm sure he'll make contact with us." She paused. "They always do."
Logan sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He glared into the dark, looking around for no apparent reason. "Got any idea what he's after?"
SX put a hand to her chin thoughtfully. "Probably a hit. I'm sure *that's* what he's after. Must be someone that there hasta be no way to connect him with the murder, otherwise he'd most likey have one o' his guys do it themselves." SX holstered her gun, then scratched the back of her head. "Guys like that won't hire anyone outside of their little "group" unless it's somethin' big. I bet it's a judge or something."
"Hmm." Logan started walking out of the alley, motioning for SX to follow.
"What is it?"
"Smells ta me like Bat-boy's back."
"Maybe we should listen ta Bat-boy about that anonymous tip, eh kid?" Logan grumbled in SX's ear, still keeping an eye on the many enemies in front of them.
SX glared at their attackers. "Ok, I'll take out the guys with the guns infront of us, you take the ones with knives and clubs in the back."
Logan grunted an affirmation and acting almost in unison, he and SX broke from their back to back stance and went after their dangerous enemies.
Sniper-X quickly pulled her 9mm from her side holster and started shooting. She mentally thanked her lucky stars for her precise aiming abilities as she watched two thugs hit the ground from a bullet to the head. She normally wouldn't be aiming to kill, but these weren't really your average run of the mill thugs. They were trained hitman, assassins, what have you. The only thing SX needed to remind herself was that they were dangerous and she couldn't let up.
Logan worked quickly, slashing the weapons from his enemies hands. He took a few cuts himself, but with his healing factor, they disappeared quickly. He roared, sending a hard side kick to one of the guys' chest, knocking him flat on his back.
A large man, carrying an array of knives, grabbed Logan from behind, getting him into a headlock. He dangerously brought a knife to Logan's throat. Logan kicked at the man approaching from the front, then slammed his head back into the man behind him's nose.
SX spun around, seeing the man that Logan had kicked was getting up. Her attackers were a little dead at the moment so she had some time to kill, in a manner of speaking. She pulled a knife from her belt and threw it at the man attacking Logan from behind. It him him square in the back and he fell to his knees, screaming with a sickening gurgle sound rising in his throat.
Logan watched as SX walked toward the man and pulled her knife out of his dead body. "Uh..thanks." He grumbled.
The brief moment of peace didn't last long as the remaining five men took a chance to pounce on their victims.
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The fight didn't last too long, and by the end of it all, ten men lay at Sniper-X and Logan's feet. Logan had torn up the remaining five pretty good, then SX threw in a shrapnel grenade to finish it. Most of the bodies were laying in several forms of dismemberment. A few missing arms, some missing hands, legs, and one guy was missing an ear. They also had shrapnel sticking out of places that looked awfully painful. Skulls, necks, chest, legs, eyes,....and other areas.
Logan and SX stood amidst the bloodied ground, staring daftly at their own handiwork. Logan looked relatively fine, some spots of blood on his clothes and skin here and there. SX was alright, despite a few minor bruises and some blood on her clothes that wasn''t her own.
Suddenly Logan and SX spun around to hear clapping from behind.
Logan growled, unsheathing his blood stained claws again as SX drew her gun.
A man stood infront of them, of average height and build. His features were mainly hidden in shadows, but there was a distinctive scar that ran from just below his right eye, across his face and nose and to the corner of his left lip.
"Bravo." The man moved toward them, keeping his distance though. He sauntered as he walked, moving with a certain amount of arrogance.
Logan gave a low growl, coming deeply from his chest and escaping through his throat. "Who the hell are you?!"
The man was unarmed, and seemed incredibly at ease although being faced with six deadly adamantium claws and a 9mm handgun. "It is of no importance who I am. All you need to know is that I have someone that may hold some importance to you...Sniper-X."
SX glared at the man. "What the fuck are you talking about?!"
The man snapped his fingers and two body guard type guys came out of the alley, dragging along with them a woman who's hands were tied behind her back and she looked a little roughed up.
The woman's eyes widened in awe as she looked at Sniper-X. "Janey!" She screamed between sobs. "It's me! It's mom!"
Sniper-X stared at the woman skeptically and partly confused. Of course she wanted it to be her mother. It just couldn't be though...could it? She hadn't seen her family in so long and her mind was so screwed up that she didn't remember their faces, their names, or even her name...nothing. "Mom?"
The scarred man snapped his fingers again and the body guards dragged the woman away, back into the shadows. He then glared at SX and Logan, who was standing beside her protectively. "Now listen to me dear *Janey*. I will allow you to have your mother back if you do me one little favor." The man sounded like a snake, a scheming snake who's voice hissed with venom. "If you don't comply, I *will* kill her."
"Eat shit scar face!" SX snarled at the man, barely containing herself from putting a bullet between his eyes.
The man sighed with impatience. "You don't believe me? Fine." He snapped his fingers once again, a man wearing a suit and carrying a huge gun appearing behind him.
The man wearing the suit fired the gun at Logan, the impact of the high powered weapon sending him flying into a bunch of boxes in the alley.
"No!" SX yelled out, turning to look where Logan had landed. She looked back to where the man and his assassin was...but he was gone.
He couldn't be dead...Logan couldn't be dead. The thoughts ran through SX's mind. She had seen death alot in her lifetime, but it hurt the most when it was someone close to her, even a little close...someone she knew.
Sniper-X stood alone in the alley. She was frozen with a heart gripping fear that Logan was indeed dead. She looked down at her clothes to see blood spatter all over them. It was fresh blood spatter, it was Logan's blood. A tear rushed down her cheek and she headed toward where Logan landed. SX knew he had to be dead, but she needed to be sure. She needed closure.
SX stared at Logan's lifeless body, pushing the crumpled boxes off of him. She kneeled down by his side, picking his limp hand up and squeezing it within her own. His hand was still warm, which made her think of the life that was within him, now gone. As SX held Logan's hand she felt something...a pulse! Her eyes sprang open and she looked at Logan's face hopefully. "Logan?"
Logan stirred, a searing pain running through him, as he felt his body healing his massive chest wound. "Unh..." He groaned, almost wishing he was dead just so he wouldn't have to feel the pain. His eyes opened finally and he looked into SX's face, her eyes watery although she was trying to hide it. "Don't...put me...in a body bag...yet."
SX smiled, quickly wiping the sleave of her shirt across her eyes. "How-?"
Logan grunted, easing himself to a sitting position. "Mutant healing factor."
"You're just full of surprises aren't you?" SX raised an eyebrow at him. She curiously leaned forward, lifting Logan's shirt where he was shot. She traced her hand over his chest where the blood was. Not a scratch.
"Told ya." Logan groaned.
"Just checking." SX helped him get to his feet. She was relieved beyond all belief that he was alive, let alone without a single scar.
Logan thought about the man they had just made contact with. "While I was down...did he say anything about what he wanted from you kid?"
SX frowned, shaking her head. She was frustrated and angry, and above all else, she wanted to know the truth. "Nope. If what he wants is so important to 'im, I'm sure he'll make contact with us." She paused. "They always do."
Logan sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He glared into the dark, looking around for no apparent reason. "Got any idea what he's after?"
SX put a hand to her chin thoughtfully. "Probably a hit. I'm sure *that's* what he's after. Must be someone that there hasta be no way to connect him with the murder, otherwise he'd most likey have one o' his guys do it themselves." SX holstered her gun, then scratched the back of her head. "Guys like that won't hire anyone outside of their little "group" unless it's somethin' big. I bet it's a judge or something."
"Hmm." Logan started walking out of the alley, motioning for SX to follow.
"What is it?"
"Smells ta me like Bat-boy's back."