Title: Chances
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Rating: PG-13 for language, violence and adult situations
Feedback: Gets down on knees and begs :0)
The night sky had been cloudless, every star apparent against a black satin background. Not anymore. There were storm clouds rolling in quickly. Fog was covering the ground at an alarming pace. Magneto smiled. What did they think, that he was stupid? Of course he knew that meant the X-schmuks were here. Compliments of Ms. Storm. They were here just like he had planned on. They had followed his trail thinking that they knew what they were doing. Ha! It was a trap. Rogue and his experiments were already being carted away. He was tired of dealing with the X-men. He would let Charles live, being old friends and all. But his "children" would not make it through the night. Which reminded him. He hadn't paid his daily visit to Ms. Rogue. He completely forgot to tell her his news. Her friends were going to die tonight. Every last one. Magneto looked again at the storm clouds and laughed as he made his way to Rogue's "room."
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Rogue heard the door open. She immediately knew who it was. She could sense him, his evil. Magneto. She hated him with such a passion, that it was hard to think of anything else. All she could think about was how she would just love to rip him limb from limb. With her bare hands of course. She hurt so badly right now. Every part of her hurt.
"Well how are we doing this fine night? Having a good time are we?" Magneto laughed. She kept her eyes closed and her head averted. She wouldn't give him the courtesy of her attention. "I just wanted to stop by and give you the good news. Your friends are here to rescue you. Isn't that nice? Unfortunately, they won't live long enough to rescue you. Chasm will move you to the helicopter shortly. They should be here soon. Too bad I don't have the time to stay. I would love to go into battle with them. And personally kill them all. Ah, but duty calls. My minions will deal with them directly. Hope my news didn't trouble you too much, dear. As they say, que sera sera. What will be will be." With that he left the room. Rogue screamed her anguish to the uncaring walls. She had to warn them. But how? She wasn't even able to help herself. She wasn't a telepath like Jean. So, how? She mulled over the problem for a minute. Then she realized her mistake. She could warn them. Rogue smiled for the first time in a week. Magneto's plan was going to backfire on him.
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Logan looked at the night sky. Music was pounding in the background. The repetitive beat of computerized songs. He yawned quietly. He didn't know why he felt so tired. He was never this tired. They had to rescue Marie. They had to get her back. But it felt like his entire body was sluggish. He couldn't move. Then everything got foggy…
"Logan? Logan? Are you there? Oh please
tell me you are."
Logan looked around. A white fog surrounded him. He was in fact standing on it. The voice sounded so familiar. Was he dreaming? Oh well.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"There's no time, no time." Her voice was an echo, bouncing off the
white mist. She suddenly appeared in
front of him. She was beautiful. He couldn't tell what her hair color was because
the white fog surrounded her. It was a
brilliant white color that seemed to glow. She looked so familiar. But her
eyes startled him. They were silver
with blue pupils. Strange. She was
wearing a billowing white gown. Who was she?
"Magneto knows. He knows that you are coming. Please turn around. He knows. It's too late, too late. Turn
back. Please turn back. It's a
trap. A trap."
"We have to save Marie. We can't turn back. Who are you?"
She shook her head sadly. "It's a trap Logan. You have to turn around. He is going to kill all of you. In a way, Marie is already dead. I have to go they're coming. Good-bye Logan. Goodbye."
"No! Wait! What did you say
about Marie? Who are you?" But she was fading away, like the sun at
sunset. He noticed something glinting
around her neck before she was gone. It
looked like a set of dog tags.
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Logan woke up just as Cyclops announced that they were almost there. He was calling for infrared.
"Wait!" Logan yelled. Everyone jumped. Cyclops looked at him and asked what was the matter.
The Wolverine looked around at everyone and took a deep breath. "Magneto knows we're coming. It's a trap. And we don't know where Marie is."
A/N: So what did you think of that one? Please feel free to e-mail me. Ccglass1@mindspring.com I can take criticism if you so feel the need. Just try not to flame me too bad! :0) Thanks Candi