Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, except for Aurora. Plot is
mine though.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Logan slammed the car door shut with a heavy grunt. Staring viciously out of the window at the building he had just exited. The sky was now a gloomy red, few stars appearing between areas of dark cloud. Half of the sun sat gently on the horizon, the furthest spot of sky was now a purple before it developed into a perfect black.
A heavily chiselled brow frowned upon the woman beside him. 'This would have to do.' he thought, looking at the little room there was behind the front seats, been taken up mostly by a few items of clothing and one large bag. Logan sighed, leaning forward and flipping on the heater. A soothing warmth now passed over the chilly interior. Logan sighed, nodding to himself. This would do fine. A gloved hand reached down the side of his seat and lowered it so it was almost a laying position. His head dropped to settle on the headrest, facing his silent companion. He sighed softly again, picking up a random item of food from his glove box. A packet of digestives was the selection. Logan sniffed curiously at the packet; worrying slightly over the fact it had been there for over a week he shrugged it off. He was too hungry to contemplate over that. And so, crunching quietly upon his fourth digestive, Logan settled down to sleep for the night. Beside his ever still survivor.
A faint rustling alerted his ears, which brought in the sound to his sleeping mind. A short few seconds passed and his eyes shot open and he sat up from his seat, staring across the car.
Aurora was shifting slightly in her seat, her seatbelt tugging gently. A hand kept flinching softly. Fingers stretching on her bare left hand.
Logan gave a small smile; the heater must have done the trick. He cleared his throat gently, causing her head to gently twist in his direction, eyes slowly blinking as they came into focus. As soon as she could see correctly, her eyes snapped to Logan, the wide grey eyes still looked terrified. A hand fumbled to the seat belt whilst her other arm began to ram at the door with a heavy thump.
"No! No! Aurora! It's alright, you're safe!" Said Logan, his hands reaching a little to her, but still trying not to terrify her off.
She looked even more scared when he spoke, giving a faint whimper, as the door wouldn't upon. It of course was locked.
"Aurora? If you go outside you'll end up getting trapped again. And you might not find a rescuer this time." He added roughly, frowning. Waiting for her reaction.
"Rescuer?" She mouthed, almost silently, her voice cracking a little.
He nodded, leaning back in his seat, "Yeah... found you outside the burst dam at Alkali Lake."
Aurora's head had now bowed, and her hands (the bare one and the gloved one, which still had four nimble blades out) were rubbing gently over her temples, "I'm out." She said calmly, staring down at her lap, which was shrouded in a thick grey blanket Logan had covered her with during the journey.
Logan smiled a little, nodding, "Yup, you -"
A terrified scream hit Logan's ears. Aurora was staring at the claws on her right hand, her reaction to this pouring from her chest in huge emotion.
Logan frowned, his head bowing again, her reaction spurring memories alive inside him.
"No! NO!!" She shrieked before sobbing helplessly, sinking down in her seat, tears streaming along her cheeks, mixing in with the blood.
"Another experiment." He murmured softly, gaze flitting to look out at the night sky. Eyes catching the luminous clock on the dashboard, neon green numbers proving it was 4.47am.
Aurora mouthed silently at this, "He said he wanted a blood sample." She said softly, "A blood sample!!" A faint whimper shuddered her sobs. She turned to him, gesturing these blades fiercely to him, "Look at me. Look at me!!" She then said loudly, ending in a howl of anguish.
Logan peered over to her, nodding his head gently in acknowledgment to the waving of the clawed hand. A dim streetlamp that was the light for the entire car park glimmered against these four blades the lined her right knuckle. They were gold. Adimantium gold. At first he felt a little annoyed, a little envious of her weaponry that was made of such a great metal. He shrugged it off, knowing that it wasn't her who decided for this experiment.
"Yes." He said softly, watching her from his softening glare, "Look at you." Logan's own hand rose. The sleek sound of his claws skimming through his flesh and through the leather gloves.
This was met by a soft gasp from Aurora. An unusual sight. Two mutants sat side-by-side, claws held together in inspection, "Look at you..." He repeated quietly, his frown reappearing.
"What?" Said Aurora softly, frowning as she studied his hands, "How come you treat this so calmly?"
Logan shrugged gently, "I didn't when I first noticed." His brow lifted so he could look to her, "I reacted very much the same as you when I realised."
A pause hovered over the two, aside from her heavy breathing as she tried to over come this fact.
Logan broke this silence, "Want me to bandage your arm?"
"My arm?"
Logan nodded, leaning over to her nearest hand, the one free of claws. He lifted her torn sleeve expecting to find a drying gash he was met with smooth pale skin.
"Uh. Your arm. It healed." He said softly, his gloved finger tips gently running over where the gash once was.
She blinks, and nods calmly, "Yes, I have a healing ability. Rare I know. But useful."
Logan stared across to the other mutant. It took some time to get used to their similarities, the way they had been treated, their past, their life, and their weapons.
Aurora that gave a small smile, the first he had seen, "Jealous?" She chipped in softly.
Logan grunted gently and said nothing, looking out of the window again, after a pause he spoke, "Get yourself some food." He ordered, handing her the biscuits and dropping them into her lap.
Aurora looked down to the biscuits then to him. Slightly alarmed at his sudden unpleasant attitude, "Look, I'm sorry... I just -"
"It doesn't matter." He said firmly, furrowed brow glancing round the car park, "The sooner we get to the Professor the better."
"The Professor?"
"Yes. The Professor."
The car engine started softly, lights upon the dashboard coming to life, "We should be there by nightfall." He said sharply. He then turned up the heating slightly.
Aurora gave a mute nod, her bare left hand holding a biscuit to her lips and she munched faintly as the car drove forward across the snow to the exit.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Logan slammed the car door shut with a heavy grunt. Staring viciously out of the window at the building he had just exited. The sky was now a gloomy red, few stars appearing between areas of dark cloud. Half of the sun sat gently on the horizon, the furthest spot of sky was now a purple before it developed into a perfect black.
A heavily chiselled brow frowned upon the woman beside him. 'This would have to do.' he thought, looking at the little room there was behind the front seats, been taken up mostly by a few items of clothing and one large bag. Logan sighed, leaning forward and flipping on the heater. A soothing warmth now passed over the chilly interior. Logan sighed, nodding to himself. This would do fine. A gloved hand reached down the side of his seat and lowered it so it was almost a laying position. His head dropped to settle on the headrest, facing his silent companion. He sighed softly again, picking up a random item of food from his glove box. A packet of digestives was the selection. Logan sniffed curiously at the packet; worrying slightly over the fact it had been there for over a week he shrugged it off. He was too hungry to contemplate over that. And so, crunching quietly upon his fourth digestive, Logan settled down to sleep for the night. Beside his ever still survivor.
A faint rustling alerted his ears, which brought in the sound to his sleeping mind. A short few seconds passed and his eyes shot open and he sat up from his seat, staring across the car.
Aurora was shifting slightly in her seat, her seatbelt tugging gently. A hand kept flinching softly. Fingers stretching on her bare left hand.
Logan gave a small smile; the heater must have done the trick. He cleared his throat gently, causing her head to gently twist in his direction, eyes slowly blinking as they came into focus. As soon as she could see correctly, her eyes snapped to Logan, the wide grey eyes still looked terrified. A hand fumbled to the seat belt whilst her other arm began to ram at the door with a heavy thump.
"No! No! Aurora! It's alright, you're safe!" Said Logan, his hands reaching a little to her, but still trying not to terrify her off.
She looked even more scared when he spoke, giving a faint whimper, as the door wouldn't upon. It of course was locked.
"Aurora? If you go outside you'll end up getting trapped again. And you might not find a rescuer this time." He added roughly, frowning. Waiting for her reaction.
"Rescuer?" She mouthed, almost silently, her voice cracking a little.
He nodded, leaning back in his seat, "Yeah... found you outside the burst dam at Alkali Lake."
Aurora's head had now bowed, and her hands (the bare one and the gloved one, which still had four nimble blades out) were rubbing gently over her temples, "I'm out." She said calmly, staring down at her lap, which was shrouded in a thick grey blanket Logan had covered her with during the journey.
Logan smiled a little, nodding, "Yup, you -"
A terrified scream hit Logan's ears. Aurora was staring at the claws on her right hand, her reaction to this pouring from her chest in huge emotion.
Logan frowned, his head bowing again, her reaction spurring memories alive inside him.
"No! NO!!" She shrieked before sobbing helplessly, sinking down in her seat, tears streaming along her cheeks, mixing in with the blood.
"Another experiment." He murmured softly, gaze flitting to look out at the night sky. Eyes catching the luminous clock on the dashboard, neon green numbers proving it was 4.47am.
Aurora mouthed silently at this, "He said he wanted a blood sample." She said softly, "A blood sample!!" A faint whimper shuddered her sobs. She turned to him, gesturing these blades fiercely to him, "Look at me. Look at me!!" She then said loudly, ending in a howl of anguish.
Logan peered over to her, nodding his head gently in acknowledgment to the waving of the clawed hand. A dim streetlamp that was the light for the entire car park glimmered against these four blades the lined her right knuckle. They were gold. Adimantium gold. At first he felt a little annoyed, a little envious of her weaponry that was made of such a great metal. He shrugged it off, knowing that it wasn't her who decided for this experiment.
"Yes." He said softly, watching her from his softening glare, "Look at you." Logan's own hand rose. The sleek sound of his claws skimming through his flesh and through the leather gloves.
This was met by a soft gasp from Aurora. An unusual sight. Two mutants sat side-by-side, claws held together in inspection, "Look at you..." He repeated quietly, his frown reappearing.
"What?" Said Aurora softly, frowning as she studied his hands, "How come you treat this so calmly?"
Logan shrugged gently, "I didn't when I first noticed." His brow lifted so he could look to her, "I reacted very much the same as you when I realised."
A pause hovered over the two, aside from her heavy breathing as she tried to over come this fact.
Logan broke this silence, "Want me to bandage your arm?"
"My arm?"
Logan nodded, leaning over to her nearest hand, the one free of claws. He lifted her torn sleeve expecting to find a drying gash he was met with smooth pale skin.
"Uh. Your arm. It healed." He said softly, his gloved finger tips gently running over where the gash once was.
She blinks, and nods calmly, "Yes, I have a healing ability. Rare I know. But useful."
Logan stared across to the other mutant. It took some time to get used to their similarities, the way they had been treated, their past, their life, and their weapons.
Aurora that gave a small smile, the first he had seen, "Jealous?" She chipped in softly.
Logan grunted gently and said nothing, looking out of the window again, after a pause he spoke, "Get yourself some food." He ordered, handing her the biscuits and dropping them into her lap.
Aurora looked down to the biscuits then to him. Slightly alarmed at his sudden unpleasant attitude, "Look, I'm sorry... I just -"
"It doesn't matter." He said firmly, furrowed brow glancing round the car park, "The sooner we get to the Professor the better."
"The Professor?"
"Yes. The Professor."
The car engine started softly, lights upon the dashboard coming to life, "We should be there by nightfall." He said sharply. He then turned up the heating slightly.
Aurora gave a mute nod, her bare left hand holding a biscuit to her lips and she munched faintly as the car drove forward across the snow to the exit.
