Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, except for Aurora, Granite
and Serpentine, and the weapons I gave to Orion, plus her name. But the
character itself remains Marvel's. Plot is mine though.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Back to the X-Men!
Chapter 39
"Kill humans?!" Gasped Storm, straightening from the bed and turning to the fellow X-Men.
"God, Magneto is one sick guy." Said Scott, shaking his head.
"He's gonna use t'kids to help him?" Muttered Logan, a brow rose, "That ain't right."
"Since when did Magneto care about what is right?" Said Storm huffily, glaring around, she looked extremely tense.
"We'll have to go? Won't we? We can't leave them!" Cried Kurt, "That Magneto, he is going to do terrible things to them!"
Storm lowered her head and let out a sigh. She turned to Charles, "We don't even know where they might have gone. You will have to use Cerebro Professor."
Charles nodded at her in reply.
"But not yet.." continued Storm, "If he puts on Cerebro it's likely to backfire, with the concussion and all."
"We can't waste any time!" growled Logan, glaring towards Storm, "Every second is being wasted!"
Aurora placed her hand on Logan's arm, pulling him back from advancing in a fury, "Look, no one can do anything until Professor Xavier is well. Getting mad at each other won't help." She said softly, tugging at his arm again.
Logan whipped his cold glare down upon Aurora, lifting his arm from her, followed by a soft sigh, "Alright, alright." He then turned, stalking away from the group and towards the bed that held Rogue.
There was a peculiar silence, each X-Men lingering, not knowing exactly what to do. It was the first time they had felt so helpless.
"Aurora? Can you help me a moment?" Asked Storm, leading her over to the table where the dead body of Lucius lay.
Aurora nodded, looking down at the body then back to Storm.
"Is there anything you recognise? Or anything that strikes you as odd?"
Aurora peered curiously at Storm for a moment, before she lowered her head. The scent of Lucius engulfed her nostrils, his familiar scent reaching her brain. But there was something else there, aside from the blood and the stench of death, "Snake." She commented suddenly, staring down at the body, inhaling still, "The venom is really odd.. Different. It's not an animal.. It's.. It's almost human.. No.. Mutant."
"Serpentine!" Suddenly said Charles, sitting upright in the bed.
"What?" asked Scott, turning his head abruptly to the Professor.
"Serpentine! She's a mutant in league with Magneto. I saw her.. I remember her.." He gasped, his eyes closing as he tried to piece together the fragile memories of the event, "She.. She has features of a snake, she's got venom.. I remember seeing it. Black, thick. Its smell was really toxic, you could tell she was poisonous."
All heads had now turned to Charles, including Logan's, who had turned his attention from his bed-ridden friend.
"Who knows what he has is mind for the students! Please Charles, try and get your mind in order, please, try, you can do it." Said Storm softly, crouching by the side of Charles' bed, her dark hand gripping one of his, "The children, we need to help them."
"Logan.."
A new voice had joined the discussion.
Logan's head spun round to meet the eyes of Rogue staring up to him, still slightly unfocused, but she was still watching him, "Logan." She repeated, looking round, expression confused and unfamiliar.
"Rogue.." Muttered Logan, leaning down towards her, "Are you alright? How are you feelin'?"
"Just.. Really sleepy."
"So it was some sort of poison. A powerful sleeping draft I imagine." Said Storm softly from the side of Charles' bed.
"Thank God you're alright." Said Logan hoarsely, gripping one of Rogue's gloved hands between his own.
"I don't know what happened.. I just remember.. Running down the grounds then.. I was grabbed." She said softly, her eyes closing as she tried to battle with the small memories she had of her experience.
"I don't know what they did." Said Logan softly, ignoring conversation that had begun between Aurora and Storm. He blanked it out, keeping his attention on Rogue, "You had no wounds, nothing.. I think they were just monitoring you."
"Monitoring me? Who were they?" Suddenly demanded Rogue, wanting to know who captured her.
"Human's.." Said Logan softly, his voice rough in his chest, "One of the Senator's running. Want to introduce the Registration Act. I think they wanted to see a mutant go crazy.." He softly faded away.
Rogue remained silent, her eyes closing as she sighed.
"Logan?" Came another voice.
Logan turned, his eyes glancing upon Aurora as she called him, "Mm?"
"I do believe you're right about that.. I was looking through the files on the jet. They were all notes of how Rogue had responded to things they did.." She had then faded away, glancing down, for some reason not being able to carry on.
"They had experimented on her." Storm finished for her, "Trying to see how she reacted to different things touching her."
Aurora just made a small wince when Storm mentioned experiments, suddenly grabbing at the silver tag round her neck, where is rested beside her own necklace of gold, the wolf's head.
Logan's grip on Rogue's hand had tightened, one of his hands instinctively rose to grab at his own tag as Aurora had, but his hand fell flat when he couldn't grab anything, his tag missing. He suddenly felt angry, vengeful emotions roaring through his head as how Stryker had made him so dependent on his scarce memories and yet how he had made him so clueless to his life.
Logan lifted his head, to meet most of the room going back about their business, Storm conversing with Charles, Kurt and Scott flipping through the files from Aurora. And Aurora.. She was staring right at him, her hand still held painfully tight to her tag, her face fighting back tears.
Rogue reached to Logan, her gloved hand gently touching the shoulder of his X-Men uniform, "Logan.."
He turned, glancing down upon her, "Rogue.. You need to get some rest a'right? That draft has messed up your senses" He said softly, standing and nodding for emphasis. Rogue's hand fell limply to the bed covers, she mutely nodded to him, shrinking down beneath the duvet.
Aurora had remained stood, one hand at her tag, her other wrapped around her waist, clutching at herself for support and comfort. Logan stopped in front of her, looking down upon the frightened face that was scarred with distraught memories, expressions that Logan managed to hide inside his heart, away from the world. Logan placed a hand tenderly on her wrist, the slim hand feeling so right to him, as opposing to the bulky powerful metal that she had round her waist.
"C'mon.. I need to talk to you." Said Logan so softly, that only Aurora's fine hearing could pick it up. Out of the door the pair travelled, Logan's hand still holding at her wrist and gently pulling it from the tag she clutched at so desperately, as if she needed it, and depended on it so much..
Like Logan used to..
*** To view pictures and detailed profiles of my created characters, visit: (www.freewebs.com/xwotw)
I hope you guys found the last little bit emotional. I hope you all see what I tried to get across at how Aurora is experiencing what Logan used to, how lost they were. Aurora is still battling with her memories and her past, whereas Logan as got over it almost. Yeah XD
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Back to the X-Men!
Chapter 39
"Kill humans?!" Gasped Storm, straightening from the bed and turning to the fellow X-Men.
"God, Magneto is one sick guy." Said Scott, shaking his head.
"He's gonna use t'kids to help him?" Muttered Logan, a brow rose, "That ain't right."
"Since when did Magneto care about what is right?" Said Storm huffily, glaring around, she looked extremely tense.
"We'll have to go? Won't we? We can't leave them!" Cried Kurt, "That Magneto, he is going to do terrible things to them!"
Storm lowered her head and let out a sigh. She turned to Charles, "We don't even know where they might have gone. You will have to use Cerebro Professor."
Charles nodded at her in reply.
"But not yet.." continued Storm, "If he puts on Cerebro it's likely to backfire, with the concussion and all."
"We can't waste any time!" growled Logan, glaring towards Storm, "Every second is being wasted!"
Aurora placed her hand on Logan's arm, pulling him back from advancing in a fury, "Look, no one can do anything until Professor Xavier is well. Getting mad at each other won't help." She said softly, tugging at his arm again.
Logan whipped his cold glare down upon Aurora, lifting his arm from her, followed by a soft sigh, "Alright, alright." He then turned, stalking away from the group and towards the bed that held Rogue.
There was a peculiar silence, each X-Men lingering, not knowing exactly what to do. It was the first time they had felt so helpless.
"Aurora? Can you help me a moment?" Asked Storm, leading her over to the table where the dead body of Lucius lay.
Aurora nodded, looking down at the body then back to Storm.
"Is there anything you recognise? Or anything that strikes you as odd?"
Aurora peered curiously at Storm for a moment, before she lowered her head. The scent of Lucius engulfed her nostrils, his familiar scent reaching her brain. But there was something else there, aside from the blood and the stench of death, "Snake." She commented suddenly, staring down at the body, inhaling still, "The venom is really odd.. Different. It's not an animal.. It's.. It's almost human.. No.. Mutant."
"Serpentine!" Suddenly said Charles, sitting upright in the bed.
"What?" asked Scott, turning his head abruptly to the Professor.
"Serpentine! She's a mutant in league with Magneto. I saw her.. I remember her.." He gasped, his eyes closing as he tried to piece together the fragile memories of the event, "She.. She has features of a snake, she's got venom.. I remember seeing it. Black, thick. Its smell was really toxic, you could tell she was poisonous."
All heads had now turned to Charles, including Logan's, who had turned his attention from his bed-ridden friend.
"Who knows what he has is mind for the students! Please Charles, try and get your mind in order, please, try, you can do it." Said Storm softly, crouching by the side of Charles' bed, her dark hand gripping one of his, "The children, we need to help them."
"Logan.."
A new voice had joined the discussion.
Logan's head spun round to meet the eyes of Rogue staring up to him, still slightly unfocused, but she was still watching him, "Logan." She repeated, looking round, expression confused and unfamiliar.
"Rogue.." Muttered Logan, leaning down towards her, "Are you alright? How are you feelin'?"
"Just.. Really sleepy."
"So it was some sort of poison. A powerful sleeping draft I imagine." Said Storm softly from the side of Charles' bed.
"Thank God you're alright." Said Logan hoarsely, gripping one of Rogue's gloved hands between his own.
"I don't know what happened.. I just remember.. Running down the grounds then.. I was grabbed." She said softly, her eyes closing as she tried to battle with the small memories she had of her experience.
"I don't know what they did." Said Logan softly, ignoring conversation that had begun between Aurora and Storm. He blanked it out, keeping his attention on Rogue, "You had no wounds, nothing.. I think they were just monitoring you."
"Monitoring me? Who were they?" Suddenly demanded Rogue, wanting to know who captured her.
"Human's.." Said Logan softly, his voice rough in his chest, "One of the Senator's running. Want to introduce the Registration Act. I think they wanted to see a mutant go crazy.." He softly faded away.
Rogue remained silent, her eyes closing as she sighed.
"Logan?" Came another voice.
Logan turned, his eyes glancing upon Aurora as she called him, "Mm?"
"I do believe you're right about that.. I was looking through the files on the jet. They were all notes of how Rogue had responded to things they did.." She had then faded away, glancing down, for some reason not being able to carry on.
"They had experimented on her." Storm finished for her, "Trying to see how she reacted to different things touching her."
Aurora just made a small wince when Storm mentioned experiments, suddenly grabbing at the silver tag round her neck, where is rested beside her own necklace of gold, the wolf's head.
Logan's grip on Rogue's hand had tightened, one of his hands instinctively rose to grab at his own tag as Aurora had, but his hand fell flat when he couldn't grab anything, his tag missing. He suddenly felt angry, vengeful emotions roaring through his head as how Stryker had made him so dependent on his scarce memories and yet how he had made him so clueless to his life.
Logan lifted his head, to meet most of the room going back about their business, Storm conversing with Charles, Kurt and Scott flipping through the files from Aurora. And Aurora.. She was staring right at him, her hand still held painfully tight to her tag, her face fighting back tears.
Rogue reached to Logan, her gloved hand gently touching the shoulder of his X-Men uniform, "Logan.."
He turned, glancing down upon her, "Rogue.. You need to get some rest a'right? That draft has messed up your senses" He said softly, standing and nodding for emphasis. Rogue's hand fell limply to the bed covers, she mutely nodded to him, shrinking down beneath the duvet.
Aurora had remained stood, one hand at her tag, her other wrapped around her waist, clutching at herself for support and comfort. Logan stopped in front of her, looking down upon the frightened face that was scarred with distraught memories, expressions that Logan managed to hide inside his heart, away from the world. Logan placed a hand tenderly on her wrist, the slim hand feeling so right to him, as opposing to the bulky powerful metal that she had round her waist.
"C'mon.. I need to talk to you." Said Logan so softly, that only Aurora's fine hearing could pick it up. Out of the door the pair travelled, Logan's hand still holding at her wrist and gently pulling it from the tag she clutched at so desperately, as if she needed it, and depended on it so much..
Like Logan used to..
*** To view pictures and detailed profiles of my created characters, visit: (www.freewebs.com/xwotw)
I hope you guys found the last little bit emotional. I hope you all see what I tried to get across at how Aurora is experiencing what Logan used to, how lost they were. Aurora is still battling with her memories and her past, whereas Logan as got over it almost. Yeah XD
