Disclaimer: A whole host of new characters are mine. Please don't use them. Of course, the X-Men and other such characters involved in the comic, books and the movie belong to Marvel, and new ones are mine. Also the plot is my own.

Throughout story:

" " = Speech

' ' = Thoughts

^ ^ = Telepath

Blix: It's the Gingerbread man song in case anyone missed the joke there. :P I'm glad you liked it! I can imagine this really mocking voice chanting it at them.

Jenny: Hehe, a jealous Aurora is now coming to have words with me. So I better hurry! Aurora's animlistic rage has always been well controlled by Aurora (She's had it longer, she's adapted.) But if someone makes her mad.. wooooo. Logan was shocked too, his jaw dropped, lmao. And no, you have a perfect memory. It only just struck me that I've never actually wrote about her clothes, I just assumed they changed with her. But that's wrong, it's impossible (well.. nothing is impossible in the world of mutants..), but the idea is not feasible that the clothes can change with her (though I used Mystique as my proof. I've decided for her clothes to fall away, it adds a little humour to the tension and gave us a funny little moment with Logan and Aurora.

And I just want to add something about your comment from chapter 43's review "That's something I just love about this story is that it is the perfect combination of everything. Action, Adventure, Romance, Mystery, Drama, Comedy, and of course Suspense." Well, I try to keep is mixed, look at the films, the films have everything, a bit of romance there, and bit of comedy here, all smoothed over by some incredible action scenes. XD

Christ! That's the longest reply I've ever done! Well, long reviews get long replies :D

Sketty: Oh dear. Jenny? Why did you send Aurora to me? Especially after the violence in chapter 45..

Aurora: SKETTY!!!

Sketty: Ugh..

Logan: Aurora! Don't leave me!

Aurora: *raises brow*

Logan: I was forced! FORCED I TELL YOU!

Scott: Logan.. no one in their right mind forces you.

Logan: *clenched teeth* Shut up.. I'm trying to win her back..

Storm: *rolls eyes*

Aurora: You put yourself to shame to avoid my departure?

Logan: Uh..  Um.. *looks to others for help*

All: *mouths 'yes' at Logan whilst Scott mouths 'no'*

Logan: .. Yes ..

Aurora: *hugs Logan!*

Logan: Alright!! *does a little jig*

Aurora: That's all you're getting.. I need to be charmed over.

Logan: *jaw drops* *then mutters* Jean's back.. I'll go back to her..

Jean: Actually, I was just leaving.

All: AARGH!!

Jean: *sighs* Get used to my random appearances, okay? *quickly leaves after Logan's mutter*

Logan: Damnit.. back to Aurora then!

Aurora: *icily glares*

Bobby: Woah.. she does that better than me!

Logan: *mutters* I need to win her back! *gears up flirtation mode* Woooooh! You put the WOAH in woman! Baby! *sexy growl*

Aurora: That was.. pathetic.

All females (including Sketty): *nods slowly in agreement*

Scott: *smirks* Need a hand?

Logan: *snikt*

Sketty: Alright, come on now! Enough!! Get into Chapter 46!!

All: Yes ma'am.. sorry.. of course.. *mutters and mumbles as the characters are jostled back into the story*

Chapter 46

                The voice sharply lashed at their ears, heavily accented, a female tone edged by poison. The darkness surrounded them, and so no figure could be seen. A small light was abruptly turned on in the alley. It lit from a small metal door that sat amongst dark bricks of the alley wall. The light from this was very poor, and it flickered occasionally from its dusty holder. This light however was enough for the voice's owner to be seen.

Logan's eyes strained through the dimness of the light to see a large box-like bin stacked centrally against the wall, it was so large that a figure was sat upon the lid. The first thing that caught Logan's eyes were long slim legs that sat hanging over the edge of the bin. They certainly caught Logan's eyes for all the wrong reasons. His eyes trailed slowly up the shapely legs till he heard the returning sneer of the fluent voice of the woman, "Run.. run.. run." She said, voice sounding just over a whisper.

Slowly and hungrily his eyes lifted before finally elevating off partly bare thighs and finally met the eyes of the woman who was sat pertly atop the blue box of metal.

Logan's jaw, quite simply dropped at full pelt.

Aurora noticed.

She wasn't the only one.

"Ooh.." The voice purred softly, the sharpness managing to slice at the air, "It's appears that Sirène has .. uh.. attracted la bête." The alluring accent dripped with charisma, the melody rolled off her tongue with perfection.

Aurora's brow sharply rose as she stared across at the woman. A cruel word stabbed at the back of her mind, this woman..  she was too forward, immorally flirtatious. But even the array of vicious words she had ready to announce.. they didn't fit with her. Because she wasn't in any wrong, she wasn't the description Aurora had ready. The barrier of flirtation had been raised and accepted the strangers levels, it wasn't sinful. Aurora frowned at her inner argument. The woman indeed was attractive.. no.. she was more.. she was beautiful. She sat there in all her glory, perfectly created and sat in perfect clothes, with perfect hair of maize and perfect eyes of emerald. A goddess out of heavens. Both Logan and Aurora were staggered by the flawless being.

The poison that dripped off this stranger's words was intoxicating the metal mutants minds. There was something about her..

Logan blinked slowly, "I uh.. I don't speak French." He said softly, limbs limp as he stared, stunned by the woman.

Aurora raised her brow at Logan's state.

A laugh trilled gently at the air, truly musical and unblemished, "Oh! Pardonnez-moi! I have a uh.. slight habit of swapping the langues!"

Logan just smiled dazedly, "Not a problem ma'am."

An elbow sharply went to Logan's gut, "Snap out of it!" Aurora hissed with a flash of envy behind her gleaming silver eyes.

Logan just gave a throaty chuckle at Aurora's response, not taking his eyes off the woman.

The voice returned in a soft fashion, "So.. you is Wolverine?"

Logan just gave a slow and wistful nod.

The woman's eyes flashed upon the shape-shifting mutant, "And Aurora."

Aurora's eyes narrowed sharply at the woman, whilst Logan remained in a daze.

"How do you know about us?" Asked Aurora defiantly, her arms folding.

"Oh.. mutants all over the country know of the incredible adventures of le X-Men!" A purred chuckle, "We hear how you arrive to help us and free the world of hatred for mutant-kind."

Logan just grinned stupidly whilst Aurora continued to fire her questions, "Who are you?"

The woman laughed softly, "Mon cher.. I am Siren." Her right leg unhooked from the cross upon her left thigh. She slid slowly off the bin and her booted heels landed gently on the stony ground, "Siren will be helping yourself and the bête d'attirance"

Aurora's eyes gently narrowed, "And how exactly are you going to do that?"

Siren chuckled fluently, "Petit loup.. I am Siren.. a uh..bandit. At home with my feet on le rooftops and my heart in the alley's."

Aurora's eyes gave a dangerous flash, "You're a thief?"

Siren smirked her rouged lips dangerously, "Thief too hard a word, Mademoiselle." Her eyelids gently fluttered, "Call me free.. un wanderer.."

Logan just grinned.

Aurora just glared.

Siren stepped towards them, her walk beautifully balanced with her feet taking light womanly steps. She paused in front of Logan, who looked honoured by her presence, "I can help you. Do not refuse my guidance mon cher.." Her eyes lightly rested upon Aurora.

"What's your guidance?" Asked Logan politely, his eyes following her every move.

Siren turned back to him, her eyes dangerously glinting from the poor light, "The building where the virus is created and.. uh.. how you say.. stored?"

By the words of Siren, Aurora certainly perked, "You do?"

"Oui madame.."

"Where?" Said Logan quietly, half-heartedly.

Siren's lips lifted as she smirked, perfect hollowed dimple forming in her smooth cheeks, "Follow me Monsieur et Mademoiselle.."

Siren suddenly sprinted forward; her legs lifted her body upon the bin with a light jump. Her heels clanged upon the metal lid of the blue bin. Silently and perfectly, she slipped onto the rooftops, disappearing into shadows with a swish of her ankle length trench coat.

Logan gave a dumb blink at her departure, his attitude suddenly dawning upon him. He stared at Aurora, "She's.. She's incredible!"

Aurora rolled her eyes mildly as she jumped after the scent of Siren, "Oh.. she's something alright."

            The sparkling stars of the sky were the only witnesses of the three bodies that leapt gracefully over roof after roof of the buildings of London. Their silhouettes danced across the black skyline before the glowing of the natural shimmer of the moon and the stars. Siren certainly knew where she was going, and Aurora and Logan leapt mightily to follow after her graceful form.

All of a sudden, a voice popped into Aurora's head, ^Aurora?"

Aurora was in mid-jump over a narrow alley and she almost fell through the space in shock, but Logan grabbed her and transported her safely over the valley of shadow. Aurora grabbed onto Logan as he turned to continue following Siren, "Wait! It's Jayne!"

Siren had paused for them, standing grandly on the edge of the building. The glow of a large rectangular neon sign on a building opposite the road shimmered behind her and silhouetted her blowing trench coat and waves of thick hair that all billowed in the passing wind.

^Aurora? Scott and I have arrived in London, where are you?^

Aurora cringed slightly at her answer, "On a roof."

^A roof?^

"Yes…"

^Well.. can you come down off the roof? We need to find you.^

Aurora gave a gentle nod, "Alright, we're opposite the.. " She peered round Siren to view the neon letters, "Opposite the Echo nightclub."

^Really? We can see that from here! See you in a minute!^

"Alright!"

Aurora looked back to the pair of mutants, "We need to go down to the street below.. Jayne and Scott are meeting us."

Siren gave a small nod, "I'll go first.. see if the street is clear." With that she leapt off the building edge and soared lightly down to the street below where she landed in a mild crouch. She straightened and glanced around the rather quiet street. She saw two figures running towards her.

Scott and Jayne had hurried over when they saw a body plummet from the tall building. Their pace slowed as the figure straightened unharmed, "Jayne and Scott?" Siren quietly asked, French accent ever apparent.

This time, Scott was the one who stared.

Jayne nodded, "Yes. Who are you?"

Siren smiled alluringly, "Mademosielle, I am Siren.. Guiding le mutantes to the storage of la maladie."

"La what?" Repeated Jayne with a blink.

"Le virus!" Announced Siren impatiently, "Come madame, there is little time."

Siren spun from the pair with an exotic swish of her coat. She looked upwards and beckoned the mutants down with a tender stretch and beckon of her left hand. Aurora leapt off the building edge with a large whoosh as arms expanded to welcome the rush of air to her face. Her animal instincts made her land in perfection. As she straightened she watched Siren icily.

Logan plummeted with the same expert style, landing in absolute silence in a crouched form, stretching from the concrete with a smirk to Siren, wanting to know if it impressed her.

Siren nodded once to the group, "Keep the mind free. This virus can take hold if you are unaware! Keep firmly on track and wish with your coeur vivant .. your living heart.. for mercy!"  She turned and led them down the street, the four followed, two in awe, two in dislike.

Aurora gave a mutter as she walked, "Who does she think she is?"

Jayne glanced to her gently, speaking quietly as they walked side by side, "Siren is indeed a siren. Attractor of men and murderer of the foolish."

Aurora looked to her slowly in interest.

Jayne smiled, tapping her temple gently, "She's got the bright colours of the frog, but also the poison of the flesh."

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How did you like Siren folks? I think I made her a little too similar to the comic char gambit. But I don't know him enough to provide good character portrayal, so this is my own idea, Siren, the perfect French rogue!

Scott: Woah..

Logan: I know..

Scott and Logan: *sigh wistfully*

All females: *fold arms and glare*

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