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Where did we leave our friends? Oh yes, most of the kids in cages in a
laboratory, Beast and company talking to slimeball guy, and Logan...where
was Logan? Um, this chapter's a little short.
Disclaimer: I don't own the the the, sniff! X-Men! Waaahaaa!
Author's Note: As the title suggests: Blood!
Chapter Twenty-One
Crashing From Through The Trees, With Blood Dripping From My Claws
Logan had just hunted down and killed the last of the men and was charging back to where he had left Kurt. The clearing was empty of anything but corpses.
Logan sniffed the air and growled. Three men had taken the elf away when Logan was busy.
"They'll pay for that," he growled as he charged off in the direction of their tracks.
The helicopter had already taken off by the time Logan arrived. He let out a howl and attacked the remaining soldiers that were just standing around.
When all of the soldiers had been dealt with, Logan raced back towards the mansion.
"Quit avoiding my questions ape," the officer growled at Hank.
Hank just stared down his nose at the very rude man.
"That does it," the man howled as he stood up and shoved the desk over. "Shoot the girl!" he ordered.
One of the soldiers put a new magazine in his machine gun and aimed it at Rahne's head.
"Do that and you're all dead, bub," snarled a burly figure from the doorway.
"Mr. Logan!" Jamie peeped. Logan was standing in the doorway with a grenade in either hand.
"Let them go," he snarled.
The officer squinted his eyes hatefully and gave a shrill whistle.
Ten mechanical leopards jumped at Logan at once, their real fangs and claws trying to shred the man.
Logan growled and unsheathed his claws, dealing with each of the cats in turn.
The officer stared, mouth agape as Logan's wounds healed up in seconds.
"Not what you expected, huh bub?" Logan snickered at the man.
The officer and his two remaining soldiers held up their hands in surrender.
Logan snorted and helped Ray tie the men up.
"Brave bunch o' lads aren't ya?" Logan sarcasmed as he wrapped a piece of cord tightly around the officer's hands.
Hank had carried Rahne into the infirmary and was putting some balm on her bruises.
"What do we do now Mr. Logan?" Jamie asked.
"We wait for Chuck to come," Logan told him.
"How long will that take?" Ray grumbled.
Logan cocked an ear and smiled slightly.
"Not too long."
Sorry, this one's a little short. I think the next one should be longer...
Disclaimer: I don't own the the the, sniff! X-Men! Waaahaaa!
Author's Note: As the title suggests: Blood!
Chapter Twenty-One
Crashing From Through The Trees, With Blood Dripping From My Claws
Logan had just hunted down and killed the last of the men and was charging back to where he had left Kurt. The clearing was empty of anything but corpses.
Logan sniffed the air and growled. Three men had taken the elf away when Logan was busy.
"They'll pay for that," he growled as he charged off in the direction of their tracks.
The helicopter had already taken off by the time Logan arrived. He let out a howl and attacked the remaining soldiers that were just standing around.
When all of the soldiers had been dealt with, Logan raced back towards the mansion.
"Quit avoiding my questions ape," the officer growled at Hank.
Hank just stared down his nose at the very rude man.
"That does it," the man howled as he stood up and shoved the desk over. "Shoot the girl!" he ordered.
One of the soldiers put a new magazine in his machine gun and aimed it at Rahne's head.
"Do that and you're all dead, bub," snarled a burly figure from the doorway.
"Mr. Logan!" Jamie peeped. Logan was standing in the doorway with a grenade in either hand.
"Let them go," he snarled.
The officer squinted his eyes hatefully and gave a shrill whistle.
Ten mechanical leopards jumped at Logan at once, their real fangs and claws trying to shred the man.
Logan growled and unsheathed his claws, dealing with each of the cats in turn.
The officer stared, mouth agape as Logan's wounds healed up in seconds.
"Not what you expected, huh bub?" Logan snickered at the man.
The officer and his two remaining soldiers held up their hands in surrender.
Logan snorted and helped Ray tie the men up.
"Brave bunch o' lads aren't ya?" Logan sarcasmed as he wrapped a piece of cord tightly around the officer's hands.
Hank had carried Rahne into the infirmary and was putting some balm on her bruises.
"What do we do now Mr. Logan?" Jamie asked.
"We wait for Chuck to come," Logan told him.
"How long will that take?" Ray grumbled.
Logan cocked an ear and smiled slightly.
"Not too long."
Sorry, this one's a little short. I think the next one should be longer...