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Morgana's past. Life Happens.
Facing the Past chapter four: This Time It's Fur Real
After Shadow had steadied her aim, the three headed off with good wished for a great hunt. They had grabbed their gear and rode out on horses the chief had loaned them. Shadow was not exactly enjoying the bare back ride. "Why couldn't we have used saddles." she asked. "Don't you people believe in comfort?"
"If we believed in comfort, we may not still be living in the woods. And be quiet. You're scaring the game."
They spent a few more minutes riding in silence. Suddenly, Saber's acute hearing kicked in. She softly dismounted her dark dapple stallion and headed into the brush. Quickly pulling an arrow from the quiver, she released it, sending it into the air. A moment passed. She went in further, and returned pulling a large buck behind her.
"Great job, Sabe." Shadow praised, dismounting her own palomino mare.
"Help me get it onto the horse after I field dress it." Before Saber could do anything, Morgana stepped in.
"First we must give thanks for it giving its life." Quietly she whispered a prayer then stepped aside handing Illya her hunting knife. After the field dressings had been discarded by a nearby tree, the three women hoisted the large twelve point buck onto the mount.
As this was going on, not far from where the girls were, a pair of evil yellow eyes sat, watching. Transfixed on the three. This particular pair of eyes had been watching them since before they left New York. The owner of the eyes had thought long and hard, his simple mind working, on how to follow them out, and had. They were important to him. Important to his cause. A cause that had lived far too long. And now...now it was going to end.
He kept his movements still and his breathing calm, knowing at least two of them had super senses. He would attack at the right time. When they were too in-tuned to what they were doing. He could wait. He had this long. **************************************************************************** **** The night before.
Irona was sitting in her room. A room that looked more like a cell with only a fold out camping bed, a small night stand with two drawers, and that's it. "What's this?" she asked herself, picking up a name tag. "Valet. What? Why can't I remember..." And before she could finish her thought she was brought back into a daze. Without knowing it, her person was off the bed and walking out the door.
Pixie appeared in front of Sinister, who had called on his minions. Standing beside another small woman, she listened as Sinister gave out his orders.
"Nymph, go to Chicago. There's a diamond there I want. Take the usually means of transportation."
"Yes, sir." and she was off. Pixie was the last to receive orders. "Do you have it?" and she held up the name tag. "Good. Now, I want you to go to the party at the Hellfire club. There will be a woman wearing a white dress. Get the keys to park her car."
"Yes, sir. What is important about the car?"
"There are a few...items I need from it. Drive and leave the car here." He handed her a piece of paper with an address.
"I thought I was to park the car in the lobby."
"No. Park it at the address." he commanded. 'Why do I keep her around?"
"Yes, sir." she passed. "Sir, what should I do with my bike?"
That stunned Sinister. "Put it in the trunk, for all I care."
"Yes, sir. Then what?"
"Go to the hotel and wait. Oh," he added knowing she would ask, "take the bike with you."
"Yes, sir." and she was off. **************************************************************************** ****
It was time to test Luke. They wanted something other than a surprise attack on the mansion. Scott suggested Hydro watch one of the many hotels that lately had been the receiving end of several break-ins. They were briefing him now. He was to wait, watch and inform if anything happened. He didn't know that this was a set up. That Alex was going to "break in", or that Logan and others were going to watch him. He headed off.
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Pixie had completed her mission and was now in the hotel room awaiting her. While taking a shower, Irona suddenly snapped out of the daze. "Where am I?" she asked looking around, finding herself nude and in the shower. Her head hurt. She didn't want to think of why she was here. She was, and she wanted a good night's rest. She finished her shower, got out, and got dressed. She laid in bed, and quickly fell asleep.
**************************************************************************** **** Back on the reservation.
After washing the blood from her hands, Saber took the reins of her horse and started to walk off. "Saber!" she heard yelled. "Ride with me." Morgana shouted again. "We'll all have to walk after each kill anyway."
"So. Save your energy." Shadow said. So Saber climbed on back of Morgana's chestnut stallion. They were off. A few minutes later, Saber's hearing kicked in again. "That way." she pointed.
"It's mine." and Shadow took off. She spotted the small, fluffy rabbit, pulled an arrow from her quiver, fired, and missed. "Rats!" She shot again. "Rats again! Enough of this." She drew one of her daggers, and released it. She it the target.
"Hey, Shadow!" The others yelled. "What's taking so long?"
"Haven't you got it yet?"
"Yeah." Shadow said holding the rabbit. Quickly, she pulled her dagger out of its head, whipped off the blood, and pushed an arrow through the hole. Putting her dagger back into the sheath she jumped out. "I got it!" she sang joyfully.
"Good job. Two down. One to go." Illya said. Before Shadow could remount, something stormed into the group.
It was time. He attacked. Hit them at a moment of vulnerability. They had put up a fight, the three of them. Until he had punched the one out, thrown the fury one away. He didn't care about her. The last one he managed to wrap a chloroform rag around her mouth. Finally, revenge could start. **************************************************************************** **** The night before.
Trying to suppress the pain in her head, Irona sat up. "What is wrong with me?" she thought, "I look like I haven't eaten in days, and I feel like I'm on drugs. It must be the medicine that weird looking doctor gave me. Maybe I should go talk to him tomorrow." Then, recalling the sinister looking face in her nightmares, Irona started shaking. "I need help." she thought, realization taking over. Getting up, she walked over to the phone. "What's that number again?" she mumbled to herself. Grabbing the receiver, she smashed it to pieces. "Oh no!" Her thoughts screamed. "I can't even control my powers!" Numbness seeped into her arms as she fought the urge to pass out. Before blackness enveloped her she hit the button next to the phone, hoping that someone would respond.
Hydro was sitting in a chair at a well known hotel in New York. His first job for the Pack was to guard the famous pottery that was display. "I'll prove myself worthy." he stated softly, and then leaned back in the chair. Suddenly, he heard a loud beep coming from the manager's office. Hydro recalled what the manager had said before she left for her break. "Luke, if the display box beeps go to the room number next to the blinking light, it could be an emergency." Pushing himself out of his chair, Hydro got up and took the elevator to the third floor. Knocking on the door of room #318, he wondered if anyone would even answer. "Hmm," he thought. "Probably some sort of prank. Let's see if I can get the people to come out." Concentrating on the mental picture of a fire sprinkler, Hydro used his mutant abilities and stepped back from the door as he heard the room's sprinkler system go off. "I love controlling water." he thought grinning. "Maybe I taught those pranksters a lesson." His grin quickly faded as he realized he had set off all of the hotel's water sprinklers.
"Darn kid." Wolverine muttered, as he watched the sprinkler system go off. Wondering why he got stuck with the job of watching the new kid, Wolverine ran to the system and shut it down. "He's not even an X-man." he seethed. "I'll make sure I'm busy next time they need a volunteer."
Hydro let out a sigh of relief as they sprinklers turned off. "Well, I better go inside." he thought as he turned the handle in his grasp. Stepping inside the room, his breath caught at the sight of a beautiful woman crumpled on the floor. "She must have hit the button before she passed out." he surmised grabbing her up. Looking down on her face he caught himself staring at the remarkable features. Her small reflection reminded him of a pixie in one of his picture books he had when he was a child. This thought was confirmed as her long black hair fell back to reveal small, pointed ears. "I have a girlfriend." he chided himself as he began the process of awakening the girl. Reaching his hand out he shot cold water at the unconscious form, and was relieved when her eyes shot open. Smiling he said, "Hello their little pixie. Welcome back to reality."
Irona gasped as she looked into the warm eyes of a stranger. Realizing that she was having trouble controlling her strength, she threw her hands against her sides, fighting the urge to push him away. "Who are you?" she managed to stutter before sitting up.
"Hold on there, pixie." she heard him say as he pushed her back down. "I'm the answer to your panic button." Acquiring her memory, Irona gave him a smile. "Thanks for coming."
He gave her a nod and then said, "So, what happened?"
"I don't know, I think it's my prescription." she replied.
"Where's it at?" he asked kindly. Producing the bottle from her bedside drawer, Irona handed it to him. Breaking off a piece in his mouth, the guy gave her a weird look. "It's only a little bit of sugar." he stated.
"What?!" she screamed, bewildered.
"Calm down, Pixie girl." he said softly. Before thinking of her reaction, Irona grabbed the bottle and sent him sprawling when she tugged it from his hand. "Whoa!" Hydro exclaimed as he tried to get his breath back. "She sure is strong for such a little person." he thought. As he watched her emotions play across her face, he cautiously stood up. "Now," he said, "let's try this again."
Replying to his friendly tone, Irona walked over. "Sorry. I didn't mean to push you so hard."
"That's okay, Pixie." he replied with a grin. Seeing a flash of sudden anger in her eyes he tried to rephrase his words, but before he could she yelled. "What right do you have to give me a nickname?!"
Hydro smiled again and lightly said, "I never received an actual name."
"I'm Irona." she stated. "And you are?"
"My name's Luke." Hydro stuck out his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Luke." Irona gave him a smile. "I guess I do look like a pixie." She admitted with a hand to her right ear. "I guess it's an honest nickname." she smiled again.
'I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend...' Hydro kept thinking, as he watched the smile light up her face.
"Are you okay, Luke?" she asked with concern.
"Just fine." he said slowly. "And now I need to get back to work." He turned and walked towards the first door he laid eyes on. Opening the door he shut it behind himself. "That's the closet, Luke." Calmly, he left the closet and walked out the right door, thing of how stupid he must seem.
"What a weird person." Irona thought as she watched him leave. Deciding that she was tired, she went over to her bed and fell asleep. She smiled as her mind drifted off, not knowing that she wouldn't regain her senses for a couple more days.
Wolverine, now in civilian clothes, turned around as he heard someone approaching. "What do you want?" he questioned when he noticed it was Scott and Dodger.
"We came to see how Luke is doing." Scott replied.
"Fine." Wolverine growled, angry that they didn't leave him alone. Just then, Wolverine caught a familiar scent. Walking around the corner, he spotted the dark-haired pixie girl.
"It's her." Dodger appearing beside Wolverine.
"Not this again." Scott shook his head as they watched her walk over to something.
"What's she doing?" Dodger asked. "She's picking up something." Logan answered. Keeping their eyes on her, they watched as she picked up a penny and squealed in childish delight. "Ha." she proclaimed. "That woman was rude to me, but now I have her new penny!" Dodger gaped as he realized that she considered the penny valuable.
"Darn girl should be locked in an asylum." Wolverine muttered. They continued to watch as she went over to a plant and place a hand under her chin. Dodger, curious, walked over to her. Seeing him, she grabbed his arm and said, "I want to steal a leaf, but it's so hard to pick one. Should I take the torn one? Or the green one? Oh, or should I take this blade of grass?" she questioned pointing to the grass.
"First of all," Dodger began, "there are over fifteen torn leaves. Secondly, they are all green, and thirdly, are you okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine." she stated. Plucking the grass blade, she ran over to her pink bike and rode away in a cloud of streamers. Walking back over to Wolverine and Scott, Dodger gave them a confused look. Before he could say anything he spotted Hydro with a terrified expression on his face. "What's wrong?" Dodger queried.
"The vase!" Hydro exclaimed. "Someone took the vase!"
"That's not possible." Scott said walking over.
"Well, it's gone and it didn't appear on the camera." Hydro affirmed.
"It was her." Logan announced. "It had to have been her."
"Who?" Hydro asked.
"The dark-haired vixen on the pink bike." Logan acknowledged, walking away solemnly.
"Who?" Hydro asked again, facing Scott and Dodger.
"A short, dark-haired girl with blue eyes and pointy ears." Scott informed.
"Irona?" Luke asked, turning the way they were looking. "It couldn't have been."
"Well," Scott said, "I have a feeling we'll be seeing her again." Turning around, the three men walked away, confirming that there was nothing left to do but wait. **************************************************************************** ****
Shadow awoke with a groan as she rubbed her head, a goose egg already forming. "Ouch." she muttered softly. "I wonder if there is a 'Knock out Shadow' club because it seems everyone wants to hit me on the head." She tried to stand up but tripped and fell back down by the shackles on her wrists. "I'm shackled to the wall?" Then she felt something around her neck. "And an inhibitor collar? You've got to be kidding me." she said looking at the chains. "This brings back memories." She looked around the room. It was dark. She could barely see. She could roughly make out Nature's figure on the other side of her. She was laying on the floor shackled just like she, but she was still out cold. Then she spotted her weapons hanging on a hook in the far right corner of the room.
Quickly, she reached into the back of her leather bottoms and pulled out a small black leather case. "Whew." she said with relief. "He didn't take them." She flipped open the case to reveal a set of lock picks. She pulled one out and started picking the lock. This kind was second nature to her anymore. Practices truly does make perfect and with in seconds the shackles fell to the ground. She got up and ran to the wall with her weapons. Whoever had captures them, they more than likely wanted her. That was just her kinda luck. Before she could reach them she felt an overwhelming shock from her collar that knocked her off her feet. Shadow let out a small scream of pain.
"Aren't we the clever little thief." a voice loomed in the darkness.
"Who are you? What do you want with us?" she asked moving toward the voice. Only to receive another shock for her efforts.
"Slow le************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **********************************************************in "Don't plan to." he growled as he grabbed her and put the chloroform rag over her mouth. She fought for fresh air as long as she could, scratching at his hand, holding her breath and trying to break free of his grasp while not breathing in the drug. She reminded him of Logan. Such a fighter, but he was tired of playing.
He tightened his grip around her stomach and forced the air out of her. She had no choice but to breath. She slumped over in his arm. She looked so helpless when she slept. He picked her up and laid her down next to Nature. Took the lock picks out of her pocket. "Won't be needing those, but to be sure you stay put." He then went and got a rope and bound her hands behind her back and then her feet. "That should hold ya until it's time." he chuckled as he reclasped the shackles on her arms. "Try getting out of that." he challenged stepping back from Shadow. Unknown to him Morgana had awaken.
"What did you do to her?" Nature said in a commanding voice. Staring at the tall blonde wild looking man. He jumped back shocked at her being awake.
"Your sister, as it seems, was getting a little feisty and needed to take a nap." he said calmly amused with his cleverness.
"I see and why have you taken me and my 'sister'?" she asked.
"Revenge." he said.
"What?"
"I thought you knew." he said putting two fingers under her chin to look her straight in the eyes. "You're part of an old fight that I'm about to win. Your father will come looking for you. His weakness."
"Logan has no weaknesses." Morgana defended, realizing this mad man meant her biological father.
"You see, Nature, when I last knew Wolverine, he had no weaknesses. Now he has two."
"So by kidnaping us," she indicated herself and Shadow, "you plan to get back at Logan for something. Who are you anyway? Why do you hate Logan so much?"
"Sabertooth." he answered the first. "Your father and I have some old business to take care of."
"You're going to try and kill him." she stated.
"Exactly."
"Out other friend's going to get help, but you already know that don't you? Somehow you found out that we are related to Logan, and that we would be coming out here, and you could exact your revenge on Logan. Pretty impressive for a brute like yourself."
"This one catches on quick. Wasn't raised near Logan, were you?"
"My tribe raised me. Didn't even know who my birth father was."
"Well, we'll see just how much your father cares for you."
After Saber had mustered up the strength, she climbed onto her horse and rode back to the village. When she arrived, she jumped off even before her mount had stopped.
"Spotted Fawn, Grey Wolf, help!"she screamed through the village.
"Illya, what is it? Why are you screaming like a mad deer?" Fawn asked.
"Taken. They've been taken."
"Who, dear?"
"Morgana and Shadow. They're in trouble. I need to contact the Pack." She dug in her pouch until she found her cell phone. When it didn't work, she found her ear comm. She called into it, "Quinn, Sean, Dodger, somebody!"
"Illya, what's wrong? What is it?" Dodger asked.
"It's Shadow and Morgana. They've been taken. We need you guys out here." She went onto give their exact location, and heard him give them to the others.
"Illya, stay there and wait for us."
"No time. I'm going to track them down. I'll leave marks for you." and she was gone. Dodger turned off the ear comm and dashed out to the Blackbird. He was the last one on.
Saber headed back out to where they had been attacked. There she left their horses tied, and continued on foot. She followed the scent of the two women and the strange, wild smell of their captor. She left scratch marks on the trees as she went. Soon she came upon a small compound. 'Must be ex-military.' she thought. 'Now, just to get in.' From a stand-still, she jumped up and over the high fence. "I love being a cat." Then she continued on. She crossed the small grass way and entered the building.
After entering, she noticed a strange looking man talking to Nature, shackled to the wall. Shadow was laying on the floor next to her. It was the same man that had attacked them. She started to move forward when...even before she could sense it, she was over powered and thrown against the wall. Before her eyes closed, she glanced the mutant who had overcome her. A short, dark-haired woman with pointy ears.
Finally end chapter four. Five coming. This was a long one with many parts to it. We know Sabertooth seems a little smarter than he really is, but that's just what he thinks. The next one's longer, but they get rescued and someone loses someone close. Only two more chapters to go. And be on the look out for out newest coming right after this one. It's called "Scrambles" it has more to do with the pasts of the Pack members. Later!
Facing the Past chapter four: This Time It's Fur Real
After Shadow had steadied her aim, the three headed off with good wished for a great hunt. They had grabbed their gear and rode out on horses the chief had loaned them. Shadow was not exactly enjoying the bare back ride. "Why couldn't we have used saddles." she asked. "Don't you people believe in comfort?"
"If we believed in comfort, we may not still be living in the woods. And be quiet. You're scaring the game."
They spent a few more minutes riding in silence. Suddenly, Saber's acute hearing kicked in. She softly dismounted her dark dapple stallion and headed into the brush. Quickly pulling an arrow from the quiver, she released it, sending it into the air. A moment passed. She went in further, and returned pulling a large buck behind her.
"Great job, Sabe." Shadow praised, dismounting her own palomino mare.
"Help me get it onto the horse after I field dress it." Before Saber could do anything, Morgana stepped in.
"First we must give thanks for it giving its life." Quietly she whispered a prayer then stepped aside handing Illya her hunting knife. After the field dressings had been discarded by a nearby tree, the three women hoisted the large twelve point buck onto the mount.
As this was going on, not far from where the girls were, a pair of evil yellow eyes sat, watching. Transfixed on the three. This particular pair of eyes had been watching them since before they left New York. The owner of the eyes had thought long and hard, his simple mind working, on how to follow them out, and had. They were important to him. Important to his cause. A cause that had lived far too long. And now...now it was going to end.
He kept his movements still and his breathing calm, knowing at least two of them had super senses. He would attack at the right time. When they were too in-tuned to what they were doing. He could wait. He had this long. **************************************************************************** **** The night before.
Irona was sitting in her room. A room that looked more like a cell with only a fold out camping bed, a small night stand with two drawers, and that's it. "What's this?" she asked herself, picking up a name tag. "Valet. What? Why can't I remember..." And before she could finish her thought she was brought back into a daze. Without knowing it, her person was off the bed and walking out the door.
Pixie appeared in front of Sinister, who had called on his minions. Standing beside another small woman, she listened as Sinister gave out his orders.
"Nymph, go to Chicago. There's a diamond there I want. Take the usually means of transportation."
"Yes, sir." and she was off. Pixie was the last to receive orders. "Do you have it?" and she held up the name tag. "Good. Now, I want you to go to the party at the Hellfire club. There will be a woman wearing a white dress. Get the keys to park her car."
"Yes, sir. What is important about the car?"
"There are a few...items I need from it. Drive and leave the car here." He handed her a piece of paper with an address.
"I thought I was to park the car in the lobby."
"No. Park it at the address." he commanded. 'Why do I keep her around?"
"Yes, sir." she passed. "Sir, what should I do with my bike?"
That stunned Sinister. "Put it in the trunk, for all I care."
"Yes, sir. Then what?"
"Go to the hotel and wait. Oh," he added knowing she would ask, "take the bike with you."
"Yes, sir." and she was off. **************************************************************************** ****
It was time to test Luke. They wanted something other than a surprise attack on the mansion. Scott suggested Hydro watch one of the many hotels that lately had been the receiving end of several break-ins. They were briefing him now. He was to wait, watch and inform if anything happened. He didn't know that this was a set up. That Alex was going to "break in", or that Logan and others were going to watch him. He headed off.
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Pixie had completed her mission and was now in the hotel room awaiting her. While taking a shower, Irona suddenly snapped out of the daze. "Where am I?" she asked looking around, finding herself nude and in the shower. Her head hurt. She didn't want to think of why she was here. She was, and she wanted a good night's rest. She finished her shower, got out, and got dressed. She laid in bed, and quickly fell asleep.
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After washing the blood from her hands, Saber took the reins of her horse and started to walk off. "Saber!" she heard yelled. "Ride with me." Morgana shouted again. "We'll all have to walk after each kill anyway."
"So. Save your energy." Shadow said. So Saber climbed on back of Morgana's chestnut stallion. They were off. A few minutes later, Saber's hearing kicked in again. "That way." she pointed.
"It's mine." and Shadow took off. She spotted the small, fluffy rabbit, pulled an arrow from her quiver, fired, and missed. "Rats!" She shot again. "Rats again! Enough of this." She drew one of her daggers, and released it. She it the target.
"Hey, Shadow!" The others yelled. "What's taking so long?"
"Haven't you got it yet?"
"Yeah." Shadow said holding the rabbit. Quickly, she pulled her dagger out of its head, whipped off the blood, and pushed an arrow through the hole. Putting her dagger back into the sheath she jumped out. "I got it!" she sang joyfully.
"Good job. Two down. One to go." Illya said. Before Shadow could remount, something stormed into the group.
It was time. He attacked. Hit them at a moment of vulnerability. They had put up a fight, the three of them. Until he had punched the one out, thrown the fury one away. He didn't care about her. The last one he managed to wrap a chloroform rag around her mouth. Finally, revenge could start. **************************************************************************** **** The night before.
Trying to suppress the pain in her head, Irona sat up. "What is wrong with me?" she thought, "I look like I haven't eaten in days, and I feel like I'm on drugs. It must be the medicine that weird looking doctor gave me. Maybe I should go talk to him tomorrow." Then, recalling the sinister looking face in her nightmares, Irona started shaking. "I need help." she thought, realization taking over. Getting up, she walked over to the phone. "What's that number again?" she mumbled to herself. Grabbing the receiver, she smashed it to pieces. "Oh no!" Her thoughts screamed. "I can't even control my powers!" Numbness seeped into her arms as she fought the urge to pass out. Before blackness enveloped her she hit the button next to the phone, hoping that someone would respond.
Hydro was sitting in a chair at a well known hotel in New York. His first job for the Pack was to guard the famous pottery that was display. "I'll prove myself worthy." he stated softly, and then leaned back in the chair. Suddenly, he heard a loud beep coming from the manager's office. Hydro recalled what the manager had said before she left for her break. "Luke, if the display box beeps go to the room number next to the blinking light, it could be an emergency." Pushing himself out of his chair, Hydro got up and took the elevator to the third floor. Knocking on the door of room #318, he wondered if anyone would even answer. "Hmm," he thought. "Probably some sort of prank. Let's see if I can get the people to come out." Concentrating on the mental picture of a fire sprinkler, Hydro used his mutant abilities and stepped back from the door as he heard the room's sprinkler system go off. "I love controlling water." he thought grinning. "Maybe I taught those pranksters a lesson." His grin quickly faded as he realized he had set off all of the hotel's water sprinklers.
"Darn kid." Wolverine muttered, as he watched the sprinkler system go off. Wondering why he got stuck with the job of watching the new kid, Wolverine ran to the system and shut it down. "He's not even an X-man." he seethed. "I'll make sure I'm busy next time they need a volunteer."
Hydro let out a sigh of relief as they sprinklers turned off. "Well, I better go inside." he thought as he turned the handle in his grasp. Stepping inside the room, his breath caught at the sight of a beautiful woman crumpled on the floor. "She must have hit the button before she passed out." he surmised grabbing her up. Looking down on her face he caught himself staring at the remarkable features. Her small reflection reminded him of a pixie in one of his picture books he had when he was a child. This thought was confirmed as her long black hair fell back to reveal small, pointed ears. "I have a girlfriend." he chided himself as he began the process of awakening the girl. Reaching his hand out he shot cold water at the unconscious form, and was relieved when her eyes shot open. Smiling he said, "Hello their little pixie. Welcome back to reality."
Irona gasped as she looked into the warm eyes of a stranger. Realizing that she was having trouble controlling her strength, she threw her hands against her sides, fighting the urge to push him away. "Who are you?" she managed to stutter before sitting up.
"Hold on there, pixie." she heard him say as he pushed her back down. "I'm the answer to your panic button." Acquiring her memory, Irona gave him a smile. "Thanks for coming."
He gave her a nod and then said, "So, what happened?"
"I don't know, I think it's my prescription." she replied.
"Where's it at?" he asked kindly. Producing the bottle from her bedside drawer, Irona handed it to him. Breaking off a piece in his mouth, the guy gave her a weird look. "It's only a little bit of sugar." he stated.
"What?!" she screamed, bewildered.
"Calm down, Pixie girl." he said softly. Before thinking of her reaction, Irona grabbed the bottle and sent him sprawling when she tugged it from his hand. "Whoa!" Hydro exclaimed as he tried to get his breath back. "She sure is strong for such a little person." he thought. As he watched her emotions play across her face, he cautiously stood up. "Now," he said, "let's try this again."
Replying to his friendly tone, Irona walked over. "Sorry. I didn't mean to push you so hard."
"That's okay, Pixie." he replied with a grin. Seeing a flash of sudden anger in her eyes he tried to rephrase his words, but before he could she yelled. "What right do you have to give me a nickname?!"
Hydro smiled again and lightly said, "I never received an actual name."
"I'm Irona." she stated. "And you are?"
"My name's Luke." Hydro stuck out his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Luke." Irona gave him a smile. "I guess I do look like a pixie." She admitted with a hand to her right ear. "I guess it's an honest nickname." she smiled again.
'I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend...' Hydro kept thinking, as he watched the smile light up her face.
"Are you okay, Luke?" she asked with concern.
"Just fine." he said slowly. "And now I need to get back to work." He turned and walked towards the first door he laid eyes on. Opening the door he shut it behind himself. "That's the closet, Luke." Calmly, he left the closet and walked out the right door, thing of how stupid he must seem.
"What a weird person." Irona thought as she watched him leave. Deciding that she was tired, she went over to her bed and fell asleep. She smiled as her mind drifted off, not knowing that she wouldn't regain her senses for a couple more days.
Wolverine, now in civilian clothes, turned around as he heard someone approaching. "What do you want?" he questioned when he noticed it was Scott and Dodger.
"We came to see how Luke is doing." Scott replied.
"Fine." Wolverine growled, angry that they didn't leave him alone. Just then, Wolverine caught a familiar scent. Walking around the corner, he spotted the dark-haired pixie girl.
"It's her." Dodger appearing beside Wolverine.
"Not this again." Scott shook his head as they watched her walk over to something.
"What's she doing?" Dodger asked. "She's picking up something." Logan answered. Keeping their eyes on her, they watched as she picked up a penny and squealed in childish delight. "Ha." she proclaimed. "That woman was rude to me, but now I have her new penny!" Dodger gaped as he realized that she considered the penny valuable.
"Darn girl should be locked in an asylum." Wolverine muttered. They continued to watch as she went over to a plant and place a hand under her chin. Dodger, curious, walked over to her. Seeing him, she grabbed his arm and said, "I want to steal a leaf, but it's so hard to pick one. Should I take the torn one? Or the green one? Oh, or should I take this blade of grass?" she questioned pointing to the grass.
"First of all," Dodger began, "there are over fifteen torn leaves. Secondly, they are all green, and thirdly, are you okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine." she stated. Plucking the grass blade, she ran over to her pink bike and rode away in a cloud of streamers. Walking back over to Wolverine and Scott, Dodger gave them a confused look. Before he could say anything he spotted Hydro with a terrified expression on his face. "What's wrong?" Dodger queried.
"The vase!" Hydro exclaimed. "Someone took the vase!"
"That's not possible." Scott said walking over.
"Well, it's gone and it didn't appear on the camera." Hydro affirmed.
"It was her." Logan announced. "It had to have been her."
"Who?" Hydro asked.
"The dark-haired vixen on the pink bike." Logan acknowledged, walking away solemnly.
"Who?" Hydro asked again, facing Scott and Dodger.
"A short, dark-haired girl with blue eyes and pointy ears." Scott informed.
"Irona?" Luke asked, turning the way they were looking. "It couldn't have been."
"Well," Scott said, "I have a feeling we'll be seeing her again." Turning around, the three men walked away, confirming that there was nothing left to do but wait. **************************************************************************** ****
Shadow awoke with a groan as she rubbed her head, a goose egg already forming. "Ouch." she muttered softly. "I wonder if there is a 'Knock out Shadow' club because it seems everyone wants to hit me on the head." She tried to stand up but tripped and fell back down by the shackles on her wrists. "I'm shackled to the wall?" Then she felt something around her neck. "And an inhibitor collar? You've got to be kidding me." she said looking at the chains. "This brings back memories." She looked around the room. It was dark. She could barely see. She could roughly make out Nature's figure on the other side of her. She was laying on the floor shackled just like she, but she was still out cold. Then she spotted her weapons hanging on a hook in the far right corner of the room.
Quickly, she reached into the back of her leather bottoms and pulled out a small black leather case. "Whew." she said with relief. "He didn't take them." She flipped open the case to reveal a set of lock picks. She pulled one out and started picking the lock. This kind was second nature to her anymore. Practices truly does make perfect and with in seconds the shackles fell to the ground. She got up and ran to the wall with her weapons. Whoever had captures them, they more than likely wanted her. That was just her kinda luck. Before she could reach them she felt an overwhelming shock from her collar that knocked her off her feet. Shadow let out a small scream of pain.
"Aren't we the clever little thief." a voice loomed in the darkness.
"Who are you? What do you want with us?" she asked moving toward the voice. Only to receive another shock for her efforts.
"Slow le************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **************************************************************************** **********************************************************in "Don't plan to." he growled as he grabbed her and put the chloroform rag over her mouth. She fought for fresh air as long as she could, scratching at his hand, holding her breath and trying to break free of his grasp while not breathing in the drug. She reminded him of Logan. Such a fighter, but he was tired of playing.
He tightened his grip around her stomach and forced the air out of her. She had no choice but to breath. She slumped over in his arm. She looked so helpless when she slept. He picked her up and laid her down next to Nature. Took the lock picks out of her pocket. "Won't be needing those, but to be sure you stay put." He then went and got a rope and bound her hands behind her back and then her feet. "That should hold ya until it's time." he chuckled as he reclasped the shackles on her arms. "Try getting out of that." he challenged stepping back from Shadow. Unknown to him Morgana had awaken.
"What did you do to her?" Nature said in a commanding voice. Staring at the tall blonde wild looking man. He jumped back shocked at her being awake.
"Your sister, as it seems, was getting a little feisty and needed to take a nap." he said calmly amused with his cleverness.
"I see and why have you taken me and my 'sister'?" she asked.
"Revenge." he said.
"What?"
"I thought you knew." he said putting two fingers under her chin to look her straight in the eyes. "You're part of an old fight that I'm about to win. Your father will come looking for you. His weakness."
"Logan has no weaknesses." Morgana defended, realizing this mad man meant her biological father.
"You see, Nature, when I last knew Wolverine, he had no weaknesses. Now he has two."
"So by kidnaping us," she indicated herself and Shadow, "you plan to get back at Logan for something. Who are you anyway? Why do you hate Logan so much?"
"Sabertooth." he answered the first. "Your father and I have some old business to take care of."
"You're going to try and kill him." she stated.
"Exactly."
"Out other friend's going to get help, but you already know that don't you? Somehow you found out that we are related to Logan, and that we would be coming out here, and you could exact your revenge on Logan. Pretty impressive for a brute like yourself."
"This one catches on quick. Wasn't raised near Logan, were you?"
"My tribe raised me. Didn't even know who my birth father was."
"Well, we'll see just how much your father cares for you."
After Saber had mustered up the strength, she climbed onto her horse and rode back to the village. When she arrived, she jumped off even before her mount had stopped.
"Spotted Fawn, Grey Wolf, help!"she screamed through the village.
"Illya, what is it? Why are you screaming like a mad deer?" Fawn asked.
"Taken. They've been taken."
"Who, dear?"
"Morgana and Shadow. They're in trouble. I need to contact the Pack." She dug in her pouch until she found her cell phone. When it didn't work, she found her ear comm. She called into it, "Quinn, Sean, Dodger, somebody!"
"Illya, what's wrong? What is it?" Dodger asked.
"It's Shadow and Morgana. They've been taken. We need you guys out here." She went onto give their exact location, and heard him give them to the others.
"Illya, stay there and wait for us."
"No time. I'm going to track them down. I'll leave marks for you." and she was gone. Dodger turned off the ear comm and dashed out to the Blackbird. He was the last one on.
Saber headed back out to where they had been attacked. There she left their horses tied, and continued on foot. She followed the scent of the two women and the strange, wild smell of their captor. She left scratch marks on the trees as she went. Soon she came upon a small compound. 'Must be ex-military.' she thought. 'Now, just to get in.' From a stand-still, she jumped up and over the high fence. "I love being a cat." Then she continued on. She crossed the small grass way and entered the building.
After entering, she noticed a strange looking man talking to Nature, shackled to the wall. Shadow was laying on the floor next to her. It was the same man that had attacked them. She started to move forward when...even before she could sense it, she was over powered and thrown against the wall. Before her eyes closed, she glanced the mutant who had overcome her. A short, dark-haired woman with pointy ears.
Finally end chapter four. Five coming. This was a long one with many parts to it. We know Sabertooth seems a little smarter than he really is, but that's just what he thinks. The next one's longer, but they get rescued and someone loses someone close. Only two more chapters to go. And be on the look out for out newest coming right after this one. It's called "Scrambles" it has more to do with the pasts of the Pack members. Later!