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Note: Yeah the chapters are short. I know but what can I say? Hmm... Nothing... So I'll be going now... Bye
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Wolverine to say the least was in shock. Up late for a midnight beer he had smelled someone or someone's who did not belong in the mansion. This wasn't what he had been expecting. Two kids who looked to be in maybe their early twenties stood in front of him. The girl couldn't have been less then 5'9" thin, with short auburn hair. The boy stood maybe 6', muscular, green eyed. Both were dressed completely in black with enough infiltration equipment in their bags and on their belts to take on Fort Knox, or maybe the X-mansion. None of this shocked Wolverine, what shocked him were the red on black eyes that shone dimly from the girls face and the startling white streak in the boys chin length brown hair.
"Merde... ceci n'est pas bonne..." The girl said as she started to backpedal towards the door.
The boy glanced at the girl "Vous pouvez dire qu'encore... pensez que nous devrions faire une coupure pour elle ?" he asked back backpedaling as well.
"Enfer ouais!" With this said they quickly ran towards the door, with a quick shove it was open and the alarm went off.
Force hissed in annoyance and shoved his visor back down onto his eyes. He could barley see his sisters heat signal as she raced through the tree's in front of him. OoF! Force ran into his sisters back sprawling them both onto the forest floor. He felt someone grab him by his collar and yank him to his feet.
"Nice try bub, but no cigar." Cold metal claws pressed against his throat.
"NO!" The shriek echoed through the forest as a ball of red hot energy caught Wolverine in the chest. Force hit the ground and looked over at his sister who stood with her hands out, palms facing Logan, her hands glowing orange-red. He scrambled to his feet but soon realized they were surrounded. Logan stumbled to his feet the burn quickly healing.
Cannon could feel the insistent probing of the Telepath's against her shields. It was no use...her mental shields rivaled a fortress, they were nearly impenetrable. And the Telepath who helped her construct them is much more powerful than he was at the present point in time.
"Nous sommes dans la merde profonde...." Force sighed putting his back to his sisters looking out at the circle of very pissed mutants.
"Vraiment ? N'aurait pas deviné..." Cannon's voice dripped with sarcasm as she glared at the people surrounding them.
"You know Remy speaks French. Non?" The twins quickly turned to find the source of the voice.
Wide-eyed Cannon took a step back and a very English "Fuck!" escaped her lips. Force caught hold of his sisters arm as she stumbled backwards.
"The professor would like me to extend an invitation to you two to come back to the mansion.... We promise not to harm you in anyway." Jean said calmly as she stepped into the middle of the circle. Force looked over his shoulder at the redhead.
"An' we should trust you wahy? He glared at her preparing to take off skyward.
"Force? Lets here them out...I...I wanna take a look around..." Force looked down at his sister and nodded.
"Fahne but if we be caugh' ina trap dis yoah fahlt" Cannon looked over at Jean and nodded before turning and half dragging her brother behind her towards the mansion
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*Vous pouvez dire qu'encore... pensez que nous devrions faire une coupure pour elle?- You can say that again...Think we should make a break for it?
*Enfer ouais!- Hell yeah!
*Nous sommes dans la merde profonde- We are in deep shit
*Vraiment ? N'aurait pas deviné- Really? Would have never guessed
Note: Yeah the chapters are short. I know but what can I say? Hmm... Nothing... So I'll be going now... Bye
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Wolverine to say the least was in shock. Up late for a midnight beer he had smelled someone or someone's who did not belong in the mansion. This wasn't what he had been expecting. Two kids who looked to be in maybe their early twenties stood in front of him. The girl couldn't have been less then 5'9" thin, with short auburn hair. The boy stood maybe 6', muscular, green eyed. Both were dressed completely in black with enough infiltration equipment in their bags and on their belts to take on Fort Knox, or maybe the X-mansion. None of this shocked Wolverine, what shocked him were the red on black eyes that shone dimly from the girls face and the startling white streak in the boys chin length brown hair.
"Merde... ceci n'est pas bonne..." The girl said as she started to backpedal towards the door.
The boy glanced at the girl "Vous pouvez dire qu'encore... pensez que nous devrions faire une coupure pour elle ?" he asked back backpedaling as well.
"Enfer ouais!" With this said they quickly ran towards the door, with a quick shove it was open and the alarm went off.
Force hissed in annoyance and shoved his visor back down onto his eyes. He could barley see his sisters heat signal as she raced through the tree's in front of him. OoF! Force ran into his sisters back sprawling them both onto the forest floor. He felt someone grab him by his collar and yank him to his feet.
"Nice try bub, but no cigar." Cold metal claws pressed against his throat.
"NO!" The shriek echoed through the forest as a ball of red hot energy caught Wolverine in the chest. Force hit the ground and looked over at his sister who stood with her hands out, palms facing Logan, her hands glowing orange-red. He scrambled to his feet but soon realized they were surrounded. Logan stumbled to his feet the burn quickly healing.
Cannon could feel the insistent probing of the Telepath's against her shields. It was no use...her mental shields rivaled a fortress, they were nearly impenetrable. And the Telepath who helped her construct them is much more powerful than he was at the present point in time.
"Nous sommes dans la merde profonde...." Force sighed putting his back to his sisters looking out at the circle of very pissed mutants.
"Vraiment ? N'aurait pas deviné..." Cannon's voice dripped with sarcasm as she glared at the people surrounding them.
"You know Remy speaks French. Non?" The twins quickly turned to find the source of the voice.
Wide-eyed Cannon took a step back and a very English "Fuck!" escaped her lips. Force caught hold of his sisters arm as she stumbled backwards.
"The professor would like me to extend an invitation to you two to come back to the mansion.... We promise not to harm you in anyway." Jean said calmly as she stepped into the middle of the circle. Force looked over his shoulder at the redhead.
"An' we should trust you wahy? He glared at her preparing to take off skyward.
"Force? Lets here them out...I...I wanna take a look around..." Force looked down at his sister and nodded.
"Fahne but if we be caugh' ina trap dis yoah fahlt" Cannon looked over at Jean and nodded before turning and half dragging her brother behind her towards the mansion
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*Vous pouvez dire qu'encore... pensez que nous devrions faire une coupure pour elle?- You can say that again...Think we should make a break for it?
*Enfer ouais!- Hell yeah!
*Nous sommes dans la merde profonde- We are in deep shit
*Vraiment ? N'aurait pas deviné- Really? Would have never guessed