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 - 'Oh crud' Is a very good way to sum up Logan and Aurora's feelings right now! :D Though in Logan's case.. I'd add a much stronger word. ^^;

Jenny - Yah, it is interesting :D And you'll find out now! Woo!

Writer's block is awful. I've been suffering.. but how? On a great cliffhanger?! e.e

Scott: Sketty.. ?

Sketty: Ugh..

Scott: Sketty?

Sketty: Yes Scott?

Scott: Stop 'em being mean to me..

Sketty: Who? Logan?

Scott: NO!

Logan: *laughs, loudly*

Scott: Grr..

Logan: *animalistic roar*

Scott: *falls over with a yell*

Logan: *smirks*

Sketty: Scott? Who?

Scott: The reviewers.. *mumbles*

Sketty: Why? What are they doing?

Scott: *sniffs* They don't like me..

Sketty: Aaw..

Scott: I might be the leader of the X-Men, but I have feelings! *begins to cry*

Sketty: *comforts, whilst glancing round desperately for some help*

Rogue: Aw Scott, it's okay, go an' tell 'em that it upsets you.

Scott: *hysterical* I'm not upset!!

All: …

Logan: This is great. *plops down with popcorn and jeers at Scott*

All: …

Sketty: Oy..

Chapter 51

            All eyes stared at the silhouetted figure; even though it were cast in shadow by the backing moonlight, it was obviously Magneto. He still glared at them from behind the railings, then slowly stepping round and blocking the exit at the top of the steps, "I have no time for those who do not know where their loyalties lie."

Mystique gave a steady exhale through her nose, eyes narrowing gently at Magneto before she turned and said softly, so fine in tune that only Logan and Aurora would be able to hear it, "I need to go and destroy the backups. I'll have to go in alone otherwise you'll both be picked up.. I'll be back.. you've beaten him before.. do it again." And with that the blonde female guard reappeared before she sprinted round them and inside the building.

Logan and Aurora watched her leave, before exchanging expressions and glancing back up to Magneto.

"So, just you two? Fine.. makes my job easier."

Logan gave a small snarl, his fists clenching as he glared up at the man. A few more seconds, and Logan's already thin patience snapped and he let out a shuddering growl as he threw his booted feet up the steps and towards Magneto.

Magneto just gave a dry laugh at the approach, his hand lifting and slapping at the mere air violently. Aurora blinked at this, puzzled, but then she heard Logan cry out as he was thrown upwards into the air, limbs flailing as he tried to grab at anything. He screamed heartedly as he was sent hurtling towards the wall of a building, which he smacked against with a sickening thud. His entire body jolted madly as limbs were twisted in poor places, cracking as they were bent against their will. His bloodied head lolled gently, eyes rolling shut as he tore down to the floor, hitting the concrete with a loud thud of adamantium.

Aurora felt a horrible wash of dread flood inside her, an immediate cold sweat bursting on her forehead as panic quickly ensued. She made a gasp, before she cried out his name, running up the steps and leaning over the railings as she screamed out to the still body on the floor, blood-smeared and limp. He was a good few feet away.. but Aurora couldn't get to him.

Magneto was going to make sure of that.

Frozen, Aurora was watching Logan, her eyes unflinching, body stiffened and she clutched the iron railings with her sweating palms. Her nostrils lightly flared as she let out slow breaths, her chest beginning to steadily heave at her built up anger.

He can't have survived that.. impossible to..

Her lips pursed as she tried to fight back the rolling emotions, her teeth gripped at her lower lip as she felt her eyes stinging, lids burning. Her eyes slowly slid off Logan and to Magneto, her chest now lifting up and down repeatedly as she took great anger fuelled breaths.

Magneto's glare was calm. Watching her coldly as he bathed in the success. He then spoke, "Looks like it's just us two m'dear."

Aurora's grip on the railings tightened, adamantium hand crushing the sturdy bar to brittle pieces of metal, which crumbled to the floor pathetically. Her rage had suddenly doubled. But it wasn't the words he said.. it was the expression. The smirk that flinched during his speech.. the way his eyes glinted with confidence, his whole demeanour enjoying his kill.

Her eyes narrowed sharply, "You killed him." She whispered, stepping away from the railings and glaring up at Magneto.

The smirk broadened.

"You killed him.." Aurora repeated softly, as if trying to get herself to come to terms with it, she was numb to the idea.

Magneto chuckled.

Aurora snapped.

"YOU KILLED HIM!!" Her whisper was lost, nothing less that a fury of a roar exploded from her lungs, and she leapt from the steps. Her pounce was expertly pronounced, and so Magneto couldn't stay upright, he fell back under her weight, expression twisted to a snarl. All fighting techniques vanished, who cared for waiting and checking, who cared for timing. She just threw her fists down at him, slapping and hitting, fuelling her every shred of anger down to her strikes. She growled continuously, chest heaving, eyes narrowed. Her unaffected right arm too struck, her slim and once elegantly manicured fingernails were now smeared with blood and skin as she viciously let loose the beast upon Magneto.

As she attacked, all she could think of was the same sickening thought..

He's got no one to help him.. He's mine.. I'll kill him..

Her slim right fist ached with the hits, though with anger or just pain she didn't know, and didn't care. Magneto was defenceless. He couldn't even build up enough concentration to summon metal. He could merely lay and watch through the running of blood. He watched the reflection in her eyes, oh, but those eyes. They were alight with an anger he had never witnessed before.

Aurora continued to quench her appetitive for revenge, her thirst, and her lust. She must avenge the Wolverine. And she did so with a passion.

            The door behind her re-opened, and Aurora's attention was shared to the new sound. But as she peered over her shoulder, a fist met her jaw and she was thrown backwards through the air, falling down the steps with a yell of pain.

She lay still a moment at the bottom of the steps, wincing at where the concrete steps had hit her spine. She opened her eyes gently to see Mystique looking down at her. A hand outstretched, palm opening to her.

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Like, wow. o.o;

Scott: You killed Logan! Oh my God! *runs around happily*

Logan: Hmph.. *glares at Sketty*