Disclaimer: Wolverine: The vents were pretty easily breached. Gonna need ta fix that, maybe electrify 'em or install poison gas sprayers.
Storm: Wolverine
Wolverine: All right, all right. Knock out gas then.
(Rogue Recruit episode…3 I think^_^)
A/N: …hi. ^_^ Thank you everyone who reviewed! I give you each a… chocolate chip cookie!! Yea!!
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I can't breath at all
It hurts to think
that a sound could heal my wounds
feeling I've been betrayed
Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts
I can't sleep at all
Now you're gone away
I can't fake this anymore
Guess I could blame it all
on God's game
or explain what my life's for
Caught in a winters rain
I can't remember a word you said
Take away my fear please hold on to me
I'm falling
Falling
-Black Sunday by Cold
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Snowflakes fell lazily on the figure running barefooted and nearly naked away from the large building. An alarm blared throughout the air from a loudspeaker followed by the barking of dogs ready for a hunt. In a panic, Logan tried to run faster into the forest where he hoped he could escape the approaching dogs and guards. Shivering from both fear and the cold, Logan ran in a straight line through bushes and around trees until he had to skid to a stop to keep from falling off a rather steep cliff. His mind buzzed from the medication he had been given and his eyes kept unfocusing as he blinked rapidly trying to get his sight back. This whole thing felt like some horrible dream, and in a frightening way it felt familiar.
The dogs were closing in on him now; he could even hear the vague shouts of the guards that were accompanying the K-9s.
Without even thinking Logan leapt from the edge of the cliff and half fell half slid to the bottom where he quickly jumped to his feet and continued to run. About five minutes later he collapsed on his stomach in a pile of snow. With the last ounce of his strength he flipped himself over on his back and gasped for air. The sparkling white snow around him began to turn crimson with blood from the many scrapes and cuts that covered his body from his earlier run through the woods.
He trembled and shivered silently hoping that whatever medication they had given him would wear off soon returning his powers.
He was still in Canada, that he was sure of, maybe somewhere in the mountains… He closed his eyes trying to fight off the wave of hunger that suddenly hit him full force causing his stomach to gurgle loudly. He growled at the pain. It felt as if his stomach was eating its self, he slowly grinded his teeth as the pain grew stronger and then as suddenly as it had started it was over. He sighed opening his eyes deciding that he should start walking again figuring that either two things would happen, he would be found or he'd freeze to death. Slowly he climbed to his feet and staggered a few feet to the nearest tree trunk and then proceeded to the next.
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It was the middle of the night; the moon and stars along with a few artificial lights was the only thing that lit up the area. Madison sat silently underneath one of the large trees on the mansion's property just staring up at the stars. She had a mild flashback of when she was younger playing tag with a couple of the older kids at the mansion causing a light smile to brush across her lips. She leaned back against the trunk of the tree sighing contently as she watched an airplane fly overhead. It took her a moment to realize that the airplane she was watching wasn't any normal plane it was the X-jet! Curiously she jumped to her feet and ran into the mansion then snuck down to where the jet would be coming in. Silently she snuck behind some boxes and waited for whoever was on the jet to get off. Professor Xavier was the first to get off followed by Hank and Scott but who got off next shocked her beyond belief.
"Logan," She whispered standing up from her hiding place tears in her eyes, "Oh my God…" She took a step and the tears fell from her eyes, "Logan!" She shouted and the man that she was praying to be really there turned and looked at her then continued to walk on with the help of Hank and Scott.
Professor Xavier wheeled over to Madison as she fell onto her knees then sat on the ground, "He's not well," Charles explained resting a hand on the girl's shoulder, "Come back tomorrow and I'm sure he'll be okay."
Madison looked up at him and nodded then got to her feet, "He's…"
"Go to bed Madison." Charles said softly as he turned away and exited the room.
Hesitantly she went back to her room filled with mixed emotions as she lay down on her bed. What was wrong with Logan and why hadn't the Professor told her that they had found him? She bit her lip trying to keep herself from breaking down into tears again, why hadn't Logan recognized her?
Sighing she turned onto her side and fell into a deep dreamless sleep.
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A/N: Gasp! Logan's back! Okay now I'm debating on where I want to go with this. On one hand Logan could be fine on the other hand… oh the possibilities! ^_^