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Chapter two




Jubilee couldn't remember where she was when she awoke in the middle of the night. The night

sky was moonless; there was an all around darkness that blinded her eyes. It was so dark that

everything in front of her was a blank space there wasn't anything normal; there was nothing.


Still, she huddled against the small space she had found. There was a comfort right there at that

moment. With the backpack by her side, her knees drawn to her chest and her head tucked into

the crook of her neck, she was almost peaceful. Almost being the key word.


Even though the gravel digging into her bottom and the roughness digging into her back were

there, they didn't matter much. What mattered were her arms her head her nose They

were all the places where those weird lights had expelled from her body. Oh, and it hurt so much.


The Aspirin that she had taken hadn't done anything to soothe her. It only had made her feel

worse. The aching and the throbbing were all too much.


It was scary, it was dark she didn't want to move. Thinking if she did, the lights would come

again. She didn't want the lights she just wanted to be normal.


But she couldn't stop it.



Jubilee straightened out her arm in front of herself into the unknown. The pulsating and the

throbbing increased about ten times more than it had been before. It was traveling though, from

her shoulder down, down, down, until a weak thing fell out of her palm. It landed with a PAF,

and that made her jump out into the open.


She figured she had to keep moving anyway. It was late, and if she wanted to get anywhere, she

might as well start now. Tossing her backpack onto her back, she started forward.


The throbbing was gone, which felt like the greatest weight lifted off of her shoulders. She leaped

forward swiftly, working out the cramps that were within her legs.


The town was still as loud as possible as she walked along the grey sidewalk. Music, and lights

flared all around her. She walked quickly, looking down all the time. Scantily clad girls walked

out of the nearby clubs, pausing to look at the girl still in a Catholic school uniform.


Hey girl you goin' to church or something'. The convent's the otha waaay!


Jubilee didn't want to look at the woman before her; she didn't look up at all. All she did was

start to run. Maybe she should've waited. Maybe nights on the street were worse than in the

day. She would learn, because she had to.


Headlights flashed onto her, a car zoomed around a corner. It was the killer.


His blond hair was highlighted with the lights of the near by clubs, his body a faint pink from

another light. But his eyes, oh they were the eyes of a devil. Or at least they seemed that way

to Jubilee.


She picked up speed, crashing into more of the women as she went along her way. Creed honked

his horn several times, zigzagging in between the cars that stood in his way. Jubilee didn't know

what to do, everything in her body was racing it was calling her to go faster and faster. She

turned sharply into an alleyway, but it was a dead end. Running into the wall, she urged her

body to climb it, to grip what she could. But all of it was no use. She was trapped like an animal

in a cage.


Creed came then, rushing into the hole like the madman that he was. I've looked a long time fer

ya kid. Now let's not make this hard.


Jubilee whimpered, but tried to surge past the man. It didn't work. He seized her arm roughly

pulling her towards him. She shrieked, her scream echoing off the walls of the alleyway. Let me

GO!


Ya know yer momma sounded just like that, girl. She was begging so much until I forced er

to shut her mouth.


Jubilee couldn't hear this; she didn't want to know. Her body struggled like no other, she was

still screaming.


No one's gonna come little girl. They're all out there, havin' a good time. The screaming went

on. Stop the God damn shrillness! Creed pressed a hand against her mouth and dragged her to

the end wall. Shut up! Shut up! He was laughing, throwing her head against the wall.


The lights were dimming; the monster's face was going away. Her pain was there, aching in her

head, but that was going away too. Bitter blood began to fill her mouth, causing her to look into

the eyes of the killer. She looked into his eyes, and for the first time Creed realized her eyes were

blue. She was an Asian Asian American, but her eyes were a blue. He was amazed. So

amazed that he stopped banging her head against the wall.


Instead, he laid her body onto the ground. He was a killer, why was this little girl stopping him?

He didn't give a damn about her! Taking her hand into his, he traced a claw against her palm.

More blood.


Is this what ya do now Creed, pick on little girls? The Wolverine was here, he was always

there watching and waiting on Creed's tail.


This is business, leave us alone, he growled.


No way in hell, Bub! This little girl did nothin' to you an' if she did ya got no business

beatin' her to tha pulp. Wolverine launched himself onto Sabertooth. Logan punched him

square on the jaw, and then released his claws. Skint!


Quickly, Creed flipped Logan over and they tumbled together. Each move one of them threw

became a blur. Everything happened so fast.


Logan eventually knocked Creed out and ran to the young girl. He knew that the mad man

wouldn't stay down long, so he made a split decision. He hefted the young girl into his arms,

cradling her bloody head.


The man who called himself Wolverine didn't know why he had picked the young girl into his

arms. The only thing he could tell himself was that he wanted to protect anyone and anything

from Creed. This girl would be protected. He would make sure of that.


With her blood dripping down his arm, he ran to his hotel room he knew he could help her.