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.

Blix: Ooh, I'm glad it does! I remembered how much everybody seemed to like Michael, and I loved the Logan/Michael interaction, so I thought, "Let's have him in my next story! Let's have some comedy relief!" :D

Jenny: All the more reason why this decision of landing is somewhat risky. Heheh. And for your questions.. you see my friend. Hehe, you'll see! :D

Chapter 60

Scott wasn't at all happy with the wishes of Charles, "What?! Land? Who do we have to meet? We need to get home not pop around Britain meeting people!"

Charles held a firm and steady gaze on Scott, "Scott. I have a reason. Now land."

"But Charles!"

"Land."

Scott took in a heavy breath and gave a frustrated shake of his head as he lowered the plane gently from the sky and allowed it to swoop towards the city of London. Many of the other mutants glanced to each other in wonder and alarm at the idea. Who did they have to meet?

The plane lightly graced the dark flooring of an unused upper level car park somewhere north of London. The inhabitants lightly bounced as the plane touched the concrete, and expectant glances were sent to Charles.

"Now what?" Muttered Logan roughly, lifting from his seat and proceeding over to Charles, "Who are we meeting?"

"Open the door, Logan." Replied Charles calmly, his head nodding towards the door of the plane.

Logan's frown deepened heavily at Charles's request, but he strode forward and lightly pushed back the door of the plane. The backdrop was astonishing. It was a beautiful sheen of blue that gracefully deepened to purple at the top of the black mound of the horizon. Tall black forms of building stretched gracefully up over the bright sky.. but they weren't the only silhouettes in this ominous view.. There was a figure.. A familiar coat blowing in the wind and lustrous tresses billowing only meant one thing.

"Did you not take heed on my message.. le bête et mutantes?"

"Siren.." Growled Logan, spinning from the door to fix his heated glare on Charles, "That's just great." Logan let out a low snarl of annoyance before he hopped lightly off the ramp and down onto the gritty ground of the tarmac.

Logan's head spun as an almighty swoosh erupted to his right as Siren catapulted off the building ahead to join his own. Her figure was silhouetted against the blazing sky of the evening as her body gracefully pirouetted with an unmatchable style of perfection. As her boots hit the tarmac with a healthy click, footsteps of the X-Men gathered behind Logan. But Michael remained somewhat safely at the door with Charles.

"Did you not take heed on my warnings, X-Men?" She softly chided with a fresh purr. She stalked gently around them, a predator encircling its prey.

"Don't blame us! Charles wanted to land!" Cried Logan, gesturing vigorously to the Professor at the doorway.

"Hmm.." Sounded Siren gently, still tracing her steps around the group, "But even so.. You returned."

Scott gave a slow and worried glance to Storm.

"My threat still stands."

"After everything? You're gonna try and kill us?!" Exclaimed Logan, his hands being thrown up.

"No le bête.. No try.. Siren will."

"But you helped us!" Aurora cried, stepping forward. A sturdy palm clasped her shoulder.

"No.." Logan muttered to Aurora. Watching Siren steadily. His hand remained on Aurora's shoulder, "No." He repeated.

A flash of silver glinted blindingly their way as Siren ripped the pistols from their hidden sheaths, "You came back." Purred Siren, "You are in my land now.. "

"Move!" Roared Logan, and everyone reacted. The X-Men ducked and scattered for cover as shrill explosions of bullets whistled through the air and towards them. No one was struck, but bullets ripped through abandoned cars on the level and through discarded stacked boxes left uncaringly to the nature of the sky. A cry of presumptuous laughter hit their ears and Siren lightly hopped her way forth across boxes and other left remains.

She landed loudly upon an old car, the familiar cling of boots upon metal. She lowered her body gently to a crouch upon the dirt-ridden roof of the car, shapely thighs supporting her. She watched them with a sly smirk, bright eyes glinting with the danger and mystery the woman radiated so generously. Her dark emerald coat still billowed gently, tresses of blonde slipping over her eyes in the passing wind. One perfect almond eye winked suggestively before she flipped forward off the roof with a fresh range of bullets.

Responses were cries of alarm, shock and fright. All mixed into the deafening sounds of the shooting bullets. Then, all of a sudden, as the X- Men dived for safety from the bullets, Siren froze. Ice slowly crawled up her flesh, freezing her to her new landing spot upon the car's buckled bonnet.

Logan shot Bobby a glance, nodding as the younger mutant continued to send misty waves of ice towards her. But Logan's hearing picked up a horrible cracking sound as the ice began to fall away as soon as it appeared. It smouldered gently, melting at the burning flesh of this lethal woman.

"Siren." Then came a voice, the woman was still partially encased in the ice, but her head slowly turned to the voice. Weapons were pinned however.

"Charles.." Began Scott quietly, slowly glancing to where Charles sat on the ramp of the plane.

"Siren. I brought us back here for a reason. Because you wanted us to come back." Charles said calmly, "I am a telepath, I could sense it as we flew over. So stop the unnecessary fighting and admit your reason."

The ice had fell away from the young woman's face now, "Reason?" She scoffed, accent making this simple word ever alluring, "I have no reason! I didn't want you to come back!" She announced scornfully.

"Adrienne.." Said Charles gently, watching the woman with the warm gaze he possessed, "Don't be ashamed."

At first Siren appeared shocked at the knowledge of her name "I'm – "

"Say it, or I shall." His words sounded like a threat, but his tone was ever soft and welcoming, "As I said Adrienne.. I am a telepath.. I know many things about you. Your way of life, your family – "

"Stop it!" Cried Siren, now kicking away the last of the ice, "Stop it!!"

The X-Men bristled as Siren raised both guns to point at Charles.

"Why cannot you leave me alone? You should know nothing about me! Nothing! You shouldn't care or even wish to know!!"

"I care."

"Well, don't!" Her hands trembled lightly, threateningly close to the trigger. Her voice had almost risen to a scream of a shout, "It's my life! My way! By my rules!! And nobody tells me otherwise! Nobody!!"

BANG-BANG!

Hum ho.. a cliffhanger.. wow.. that's gotta be the worst I've ever done. D: