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: Yes, cliffy *smirks evilly*
Jenny: You're on the right track girl! XD Let's read on and find out! Oh.. and Scott's noticed something..
Scott: *growls and shakes a fist*
Rogue: What's wrong Scott?
Scott: Jenny was right! I can't reach her. *he growls again.*
Logan: *grins* And I'm right that nobody likes you!
Aurora: *whacks Logan on the arm* Be nice!
Logan: *whimpers*
Sketty: Right.. o_O
Chapter 50Logan studied her intensely; his right arm still held against Mystique's neck, no matter how she held onto it and used her lower strength to shift it. His eyes narrowed upon her, scrutinizing the blue skinned woman. His lips shifted to speak. A rough murmur of words slipping out of his sturdy jaw, "Why should I?"
Mystique remained ever calm as she spoke, bright eyes locked onto his. She made no attack to the man, and remained still against the wall she had being pushed against, "Because you need me."
A dry laugh escape the maw of the Wolverine, "I need you? What the hell are you talkin' about? You ain't nothin' but trouble, lady."
Mystique's slim brow alluringly canted at his words, "You need to destroy the virus. How can you shut down the mechanism?"
Logan merely growled at her, narrowed eyes in intense dislike, "Magneto sent you, didn't he?"
Her head gently shook, "Magneto is outside looking for me."
Logan's brow rose.
"He wants me to change the controls to manipulate the virus compounds in order to add double bonds so the reaction will be reversed."
Logan didn't quite catch that, "Huh?"
A sigh emitted from the blue skinned woman, she was impatient now, "Magneto wants me to change the chemicals in the virus! So it causes illness to humans."
"That doesn't explain why I need you.."
"Because you nor I don't want him to accomplish this!"
Logan stared, a moment silence before he yelled, "You never changed before! Why should I trust you now!"
"Because I've only just realised the harm Magneto is actually causing! He's ruining this world; all his attempts are making our lives worst. For once, just once, I want to attempt at peace."
Logan growled, still holding her back, "We don't need you." He spat.
"You do.. you can't make the computer break down the virus." A pause whilst her eyes glinted at her knowledge, "I can."
Logan glared at her as she sidestepped his arms and slipped silently into the leather seat. Logan turned and stepped over towards her, watching the screen as a few nimble taps of the keyboard and a password screen popped up. Another few clicks later and the screen flashed mightily as access was granted. He watched as her slim hand nudged the mouse and he spotted menu's being opened and folders being clicked upon.
He frowned as he watched, his eyes darting over the screen as she expertly worked, carrying out her plans speedily. He text screen appeared, heavily filled with a very detailed coding. Mystique's eyes narrowed. Logan glanced down at the keyboard to see her slim fingers quickly type into the keys, and he watched the cursor flicker idly before text was changed rapidly.
The machine beside the glass came to a halt. Logan stared at it, then at the screen, then at Mystique, "What's happening?!"
Mystique studied a graph as it escalated on the screen, "The pressure is rising within the vats, and the compressed air is causing the molecules to break down. Eventually is will leave behind carbon dioxide, oxygen and water. And just a small powder at the bottom of the vat which shall be useless to the humans."
Logan just gave a small nod, though his eyes showed no understanding nor care to the effects, "As long as the virus is stopped!"
"And finally.." she said softly standing off the seat and grabbing him by the wrist. Instinctively, Logan's claws ripped out of his knuckles at the touch of Mystique's flesh, "Destroy the computer."
Logan finally smirked in understanding and he spun on the spot and with a grunt slammed his fist down upon the monitor. The monitor exploded with sparks and glass shattered over the floor. A second swipe to the side and the base unit was flung off the desk and to the floor before Logan smashed his claws through the casing and destroyed it.
He straightened with heavy breaths, smirking at Mystique who seemed extremely impressed by the effects.
"Won't they have made any backups?" Suddenly asked Logan as he turned towards the doors of the room.
Mystique slyly glanced to him as she watched him prise open the doors of the control room, "That's where I am heading next." She said softly as she slipped through the gap with Logan.
With a freshly done roar, Aurora threw the final body to the floor with a powerful blow of her deadly bear paws. She growled lowly and stalked round the corner, eyes flashing for any more on comers. Her form quietly reduced in size as she resumed form of a human. She began to run down the deserted corridor, glancing this way and that for any signs of Logan coming down any of the leading off corridors. She knew the virus had been destroyed, for the stench of poison had being lifted, and her nausea had fled.
Her ears lightly flinched when she heard a pair of footsteps. Guards?
No.. It was Logan.. and another's she couldn't distinguish.
Her head spun in alarm to the corridor she heard them coming down, had someone caught him?!
Logan prowled down the corridor quietly, his eyes intaking every detail, his ears hearing every din. His muddied boots met the floor in silence, softly and expertly put. He lifted his head and sniffed gently at the air, he could smell Aurora. His eyes trained on the corridor end, and there she was.
Logan gave a small glance to Mystique who was calmly walking at his side, "What are we going to do when Magneto arrives?"
In return, the blue skinned mutant gave a cool shrug.
Logan turned his head to see Aurora running to him, "Logan! Logan!"
Logan couldn't help but give a relieved smile at her. She stopped in front of him, face sharing the expression until she slowly slid her gaze upon Mystique, "Logan.." She said warily.
Mystique merely raised a brow at Aurora, slim arms folding over her bare chest.
Logan just sighed quietly as he studied Mystique; trying to determine where her loyalties were lying, "Don't worry Aurora. She stopped the virus.. I'm assuming we don't need to kill her." He said his last sentence very sharply, eyes watching Mystique coldly.
Mystique merely shook her head, "That won't be necessary."
Aurora glanced from Logan, back to Mystique, then back upon the male, "Right.." she softly muttered. Aurora then suddenly spun with a gasp, her head turning as she glanced this way and that down the corridor.
"What's wrong?" Mystique asked, but Wolverine, who had stepped beside Aurora, immediately shushed at her final word.
"We need to get out!" Gasped Aurora, upon hearing a roar of heavy footsteps in the distance.
"The front entrance is surround!" Muttered Logan, spinning on his heel as he expertly sniffed.
A cool voice clearly spoke up, "The way I entered is clear."
"Which way?!"
"Follow me." Said Mystique, suitably changing her form to that one of the grounded guards from earlier. In her new appearance she sprinted down the corridor, red hair no more, a blond ponytail bouncing beneath the rim of a cap.
The metal mutants followed her sharply, their boots silent in comparison to the female ahead. They followed her round corners, were lights grew dimmers as they proceeded to an unused part of the building. The lightly jumped down rows of steps, heading lower and deeper under ground. But now they were in a long, narrow, and damp tunnel, where strip lights flickered poorly from the sidewalls. Logan looked up at the cold damp ceiling, hearing the footsteps pass overhead, clues to the mutant's whereabouts. He could hear commands being yelled in strict voices, some British, some American.
His eyes glanced back upon the female guard in front of him. He spotted a door coming into view, and she kicked it open heavily, and concrete stairs were met under the natural shadow of the night sky. Logan felt a leap of relief in his chest as they ran up the steps, relishing at the cool and unpolluted night breeze on his cheeks.
However, he heard Aurora gasp.. and Mystique had froze.. Now back in blue. His eyes slowly slid off them and across the steps and up to where a figure was stood behind the railings. Even with the dim moonlight anger could be vividly seen upon their features.
A cool and rigid voice played in their ears, "You betrayed me…"