Sewers, New York City
More reports to come on the family murders in Scotland, after this; the news reporter's voice could be heard echoed throughout the sewer holes of the underground in New York City.
Michael sat in front of the television, attentively watching the news report on the beat up television in front of him. Other Lycans sat or stood around him, watching as well; they all were in their human form. All men. Michael leaned forward leaning his chin onto his hands, sighing worriedly, "Any word from those in Scotland yet?" He spoke up.
"None. We fear that they've been killed. Last we heard, they found the girl, but she had been also found by the Vampires." Another answered him.
Michael shook his head, as he stood up, facing the others of his species, "I don't think she's been taken by them; they would have attacked us already. They wouldn't hesitate on killing the poor girl. We have to give her the proper protection." He crossed his arms over his chest; "Find her. Search all around Scotland if you must. I really do believe she's still alive. Remember, if that girl dies, we have no hope." Michael reminded them.
The others nodded intently, and left, to plan on how to go about finding the young Lycan girl.
*~*~*~*
Hank and Kitty worked vigorously through the night, searching through the records for known cult killings, sightings, anything. Kitty drank out of her coffee cup, as she looked up at the large screen in front of her, "Anything?" Charles asked from behind them.
"Nothing yet. There's been no murders reported that have been linked to any kind of cults around the Scotland area." Hank sighed heavily with slight frustration.
Kitty turned to face Charles, "There's nothing on it! It's like, this is the first time this has happened!" Kitty told him.
Charles rested his chin onto his hands, thinking if Rogue could have been right. He thought to give it a long-shot, "Why not check up on any reports or findings of a specific werewolf species? There could be more like Rahne out there."
Hank turned to look at him, "You can't be serious, Charles?"
Charles shrugged, "Until Rahne is ready to allow me to delve into her memories of her night, we have no other choice."
"Alright." The two researching mutants agreed finally.
*~*~*~*
Remy leaned back in his chair, folding his hands behind his head, as he threw his crossed legs up onto the panel in front of him. The monitors in front of him had shown nothing interesting; just flashing to different areas throughout the mansion grounds. Suddenly, as one of the many screens flashed to the gates of the mansion, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the gates. He quickly sat up, and paused the screen flash, to remain on the gates. He squinted, looking closely, as he saw a flash, from what looked to be a camera. "No one from the news," He mumbled.
His red pupils focused more on the figure, as he typed into the keyboard in front of him, for the camera's lens to zoom in on the figure. It did as it was commanded to do, showing a clear picture of the face; pale, with shoulder length black hair, with a camera on its eyes, taking pictures of the mansions grounds. He heard the doors to the security room open behind him, and turned, to see Charles wheeling into the room. "Prof, stay here and cover for me; there's a visitor at the gates." Remy smirked, as he quickly stood.
Charles frowned, and was about to stop him, but Remy had already rushed out of the room. Charles then turned to look at the screen in front of him, to study the face that was zoomed in by the camera lens.
*~*~*~*
Remy exited the gazebo, from the secret passageway elevator from the lower levels. He rushed towards the gates quietly, while digging into his trench coat, pulling out his deck of cards, ready for anything. He backed against the stonewall, creeping towards the gates, while charging two cards from the deck in his hand, ready to throw. He could hear the constant clicking of the camera at the gates. A smile played his lips, as he jumped in front of the gates, crouching, ready to pounce, "Can I help you?" He snapped.
The figure only pulled the camera away from its eyes, and glared at Remy. He placed the camera into his black leather trench coat pocket, and wrapped his hands around the black metal posts of the gates, "Nah ah, wouldn't do that if I were you." Remy warned him.
Remy held up the cards, as they glowed from the energy he charged them with. "Stay back, mon ami; you gonna get hurt!" Remy growled.
The mysterious man ignored the warnings, and in a fluid movement that surprised even Remy, he leapt over the tall gates, and crouched in front of him. Remy tsked at the man's actions. He threw the cards forward, causing the loud explosion, and the mysterious man flew back from the impact of the blast. Remy reached into his coat pocket, and pulled out his metal staff, letting it extend to its full length. His eyes searched around, trying to find the mysterious intruder. Suddenly, he flew forward, onto the ground, as the man jumped onto his back.
*~*~*~*
Elizabeth's eyes shot open from the short-lived sleep, as she heard the explosion from outside. "Remy." She gasped.
She looked down, noticing Rahne still passed out, her head on her lap. She quietly and carefully moved away, and rushed to the balcony window. She saw Remy on the ground, fighting off an intruder. She looked down, to see Logan rushing out towards the fight. She climbed onto the balcony post, and leapt down onto the ground below, crouching to break her fall. She ran out towards the scene. Logan beat her to the fight.
*~*~*~*
Logan speared the attacker off of Remy, sliding forward on the ground. "This is the last time I come save your butt, Gumbo!" Logan growled, as he wrestled the attacker to the ground.
Logan glared down at the attacker he had on the ground. His hand was wrapped around his throat, and he noticed a slight trickle of blood coming from his mouth. "What the?" Logan gasped.
The man smiled at him, exposing two fangs in his mouth. "Remy!" Elizabeth screamed, as she knelt at her lover's side.
Logan held the man pinned to the ground, struggling to keep the man from biting his arm. The other X-Men had made their way to the scene, after being awoken from an alarm from Charles.
Logan flew back, as he was kicked off the intruder. The man rushed for Logan, but flew back into the wall, by Scott's optic blast. Hank rushed to Remy's side, and tilted his head to the side, as he noticed a puncture in Remy's neck. "He bit him!" Elizabeth gasped.
Hank hurriedly helped Remy to his feet, and rushed him back to the mansion to take him to the infirmary. Logan growled, and rushed towards the intruder. His claws were out, ready to kill. But, the intruder surprised them all, by quickly leaping over the wall to the other side, as Logan attempted to stab the man. His claws shoved into the wall, barely missing him. Out of frustration, he ripped the claws out of the wall, retracting them back into his hands. "What the hell was that about?" Rogue finally spoke up in shock.
Elizabeth glared at her best friend, who went to stand at her side, "Remy was bit by that man!"
Elizabeth looked up at her room balcony, and saw Rahne glaring at them from the balcony, as she was awoken from the alarm. Logan made his way to the two girls, snarling and growling with frustration over the fight. Rogue worriedly checked his arms, for any puncture wounds, "Are you alright?" She asked her longtime love.
Logan nodded, pushing her hands away from his arms, "Fine."
Elizabeth turned, and rushed back towards the mansion. "He got away!" Scott snapped, as he walked towards Logan and Rogue.
Logan glared at him, "That wasn't my fault! You butted in!"
Scott's mouth dropped, "I was trying to stop him from getting at you too, Logan!"
Logan pushed past him, stalking towards the mansion, "I can take care of myself!"
Rogue shrugged at Scott, as he glanced at her. "Come on, let's see if Remy's okay." Rogue solemnly told them all.
*~*~*~*
Hank immediately treated Remy. He had a large puncture wound in the side of his neck. Elizabeth rubbed her unconscious lover's forehead, as Hank immediately began stitching the wound, "Thank goodness it didn't hit any major arteries, so he's not losing a lot of blood." Hank told her.
"Will he be okay, though?" Elizabeth asked.
Hank looked up at her, and nodded, "Yes. He'll be out for the remainder of the night." He sighed, as he concentrated on his work, "Why in the world would someone bite him?"
Elizabeth turned, looking at the infirmary doors, as they opened, with Charles and Ororo entering the room. "Professor, that was like the others in Scotland that were after Rahne." Elizabeth told him.
Charles ran his hands down his face, with a loud sigh, "I'm sorry, but I will need to see Rahne. We need to get the pictures of those men that attacked her in her mind, so I may have cerebro try and identify them."
"But, Professor, I thought Cerebro could only identify mutants?" Elizabeth asked.
"We can see if Cerebro can identify if there is an X-Gene in those men. If not, then Hank and I may scan for other records of identity." Charles answered.
Elizabeth sighed heavily, "I'll talk to Rahne and see if she is well enough to come down."
Elizabeth glanced at Remy, as Hank moved the stand for the IV to the bedside. "He'll be fine, Elizabeth." Hank reassured her.
Elizabeth nodded hesitantly, and turned, walking out of the room. She stopped, as she ran into Rogue, "Is he okay?" Rogue asked.
Elizabeth sighed, looking towards the infirmary, "He's going to be out for the night. Thank goodness no major arteries were punctured. So he isn't suffering from loss of blood or anything," Elizabeth looked at her friend, "I'm scared those men now know where Rahne is located; they might come after her again."
Rogue placed her hand onto her friend's arm, giving it a comforting squeeze, "Don't worry hun. She's protected by us, right?" She smiled.
Elizabeth nodded, "I have to go talk with Rahne. The Professor really wants to talk with her about what happened."
Rogue nodded in understanding, "Okay."
She watched Elizabeth leave the hallway, making her way to the elevator to the upper levels. She looked into the infirmary, through the plated glass, as she stood next to Logan, who glared into the room. "You alright hun?" She asked him.
Logan nodded, and wrapped his arm around her, "Hope nothin's wrong with the Cajun, though."
Rogue looked up at him, as he continued, "That guy had fangs in his mouth, darlin'."
Rogue's eyes widened slightly, as she looked back into the infirmary. She remembered of the novels she had read. Those of Vampires; what if they were real? What if Remy had been bitten, and he could possibly turn into one? If they were, why would they want to capture Rahne? "Well, let's just hope the Prof can find some answers for us." She finally spoke up.