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"Silver Mirrors"

"Face-Off"

Chapter 6

 Angela glanced around, strolling around the ersatz forest.  High above in the trees, somebody was watching her.  Within seconds, Angela found herself on the ground with yet another body on top of her.

"Oh for the love of—" Angela grunted, pushing the person off of her and bringing out her silver blades for the attack. "First Jean jumps me and now—" she began, but was cut short at the sight of her would-be attacker.

Logan was dusting himself off, an annoyed look on his face.

            "I thought you were supposed to be psychic," Logan muttered, his eyes focused downward at the moment.

            "Huh?" Angela looked at him, suspecting he might've struck his head at a soft spot.

Logan looked up, a somewhat surprised expression taking his face.  It was like he'd been expecting someone else.

            "Oh, it's you," he said.

            "Who did you think I was? Marilyn Monroe?" Angela questioned. "Or maybe Jean?" she added, knowing that this was the answer.

Logan was quiet, now taking to staring at Angela's blades.

            "So what are you doing in here?" he asked.

            "I came with Scott. He's been working me like a dog since 9:30," she grumbled, now eyeing Logan suspiciously. "What exactly were you doing with Jean alone, eh?"

"None of your business," Logan replied.

Angela walked forward, till she was standing right in front of him.

            "All right then, if you're going to be stubborn," she said and, in a split-second, then took off running. "Catch me if you can!" she called.

Having never passed up the chance for a hunt, Logan took off after Angela into the faux trees.

            Over the next hour, Angela and Logan were engaged in their chase.  Once of twice Logan would catch up to Angela, but she would always find some means to get free and run off again.

            Angela was now hiding up in a tree, silent as death, watching Logan creeping along the ground below.  The situation was too perfect.  She then leapt down and tackled Logan to the ground, wrestling him onto his back and pinning his arms down with her knees.

            "I win," she laughed, staring down at him.

Logan smiled back at her.  This was the first time he'd ever been beaten, and the fact that it was by a girl.  But he wasn't angry or upset by it.

            Angela's smile soon faded away, a light pink blush now dispersing over her soft face.  Her heart was now thudding against her chest, and a fluttering feeling in her stomach.  Without knowing it, Angela began bowing down closer towards Logan's face.

Before she reached within five inches of him, the sound of the metal door came suddenly.  Angela jumped up from her position and stepped away from Logan just as Jean and Scott came walking through a cluster of trees.

"Sorry about the wait, Angela. I hope you weren't too bored," Scott apologized.

Angela glanced back to where Logan had been, finding the spot was now vacant of his person.

            "No," she replied, looking back up at the pair with a forced smile.

            "Well, come on. We'll call it for today. You've earned it, I think," Scott said, turning and heading back towards the door with Jean on his arm.

Angela gave one last glance backward, just in case Logan had returned, before then following the two out of the chamber.

            As the door shut once more, the forest scenery slowly disappeared and revealed Logan in the middle of the chamber.  His hurried breathing slowly back to normal, he made his way to the door and pressed the button to open it.  Logan took in a breath before leaving the chamber.