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Optic Red- You're close, very close. Lol. And what do you mean 'He was altered to become a mutant slayer'? He got the adimantium laced skeleton (Had bone claws before that, just so everyone knows. ^_^) but not his healing factor. If that is what you mean…
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-One day I woke up
I woke knowing
Today is the day
I will die-
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Rogue's mouth dropped open in a silent scream and her eyes rolled back into her head. Logan sheathed his claws and caught the girl as she fell forward onto him. His eyes widened in horror as he laid her down on the ground finding that he had stabbed her through the stomach.
"Jean!" He shouted looking up at her as she looked on in fear, "Get help!"
Jean nodded placing her hands to her temples, ~Professor! Come quick, Rogue's been hurt!~
~We're on our way, Jean. Just stay calm~
Jean nodded at the response, "He's on his way with Mr. McCoy."
Logan nodded his bare hand immediately went to Rogue's bare forehead in hopes of healing her, but no pull came.
Hank suddenly barged into the room and ran up to the scene, "What happened?" He asked kneeling down next to Rogue trying to avoid the growing puddle of blood on the floor.
"I-I…" Logan shook his head.
"He was having a nightmare…" Jean tried to fill in for him but Hank was no longer listening as he picked Rogue's limp form off the ground and raced to the infirmary.
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Logan stared at his hands still stained red from Rogue's blood, along with his shirt and pants. He frowned and stood up from the ground making his way to the bathroom. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror and frowned quickly looking away.
~Logan, I need to speak with you~
He ignored the Professor's request and turned on the shower stripping off his clothes, the water was scorching hot but he refused to turn it down. Red water ran down the drain slowly turning clear, he closed his eyes letting the water spray him in the face. He stayed like that until the tips of his fingers began to wrinkle and the water ran cold.
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Professor Xavier was in his study talking to a couple of the younger mutants when Logan walked in, he quickly finished his sentence and dismissed the students then turned to Logan.
"How's Rogue?" Logan grunted his face showing no emotion at all but Xavier could see the worry in his eyes.
"She should pull through, although she is still unconscious for now," Logan nodded sighing inwardly, "What I need to talk to you now is about the past week."
Logan furrowed his eyebrows, "It's been… a week?" He frowned running a hand across his forehead wiping away a few beads of sweat.
Charles nodded curiosity flashing in his eyes, "Don't you remember?"
"No," Logan shook his head then closed his eyes, "I remember comin' back here and that's it," He opened his eyes and glanced at the Professor, "What did I do?"
"A lot of stuff that can't be undone, Logan. You killed over twenty people."
Logan closed his eyes again rubbing his temples, "You gotta be kiddin' me." He mumbled starting to feel a little light headed.
"No, I'm not kidding…" Charles raised an eyebrow suddenly noticing Logan's face turn pale, "Are you feeling alright?"
"I uh… I'm not sure," Logan, admitted, "I think…" He didn't even finish his sentence when his eyes rolled back and he slumped to the ground.
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He was staring out the window of his apartment watching the sky turn gray with clouds. He sighed pressing his forehead against the glass feeling it cool his skin, the sky split open and began to rain blurring his view of the clouds. He stood there for a few more minutes just watching the raindrops run down the glass, he pulled his head away leaving behind a smudge on the fingerprinted glass.
Suddenly the air around him began to bubble like he was in a room of boiling water and everything turned green. His skin burned and itched, his hands most of all. He tried to scratch them, tried to ease the pain, but only resulted in making it worse. Suddenly the skin in between his knuckles tore open leaking out more of his blood into the water.
He tried to scream but his lungs refused…
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"Logan? Logan can you hear me?" Hank looked over his shoulder at Professor Xavier and frowned, "It looks like we've lost another one Charles." He said sadly then moved to unplug the screeching machines.
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