A little while later, when they where a couple hundred feet in the air, Chris turned to Scott.
"Why did you stop me?"
"Because, there's no telling what Wolverine will do and I don't want to have to tell Xavier and Fury that Wolverine killed a human. I don't want that on my hands. Come to think of it there's no telling what Fox will do either."
"Fox? Who's Fox?" Chris asked confused.
"Theressa. Her codename is Black Fox. I call her Fox in these type of situations. Let Jean, Pyro, Storm and Theressa handle Wolverine. WE need to concintrate on flying this bird."
"Theressa can you get out?" Jean asked.
I'm trying, Jean. I really am. Theresa replied telepathically. Wolverine was holding her neck so tight that she couldn't breath much less use her own voice. She tried to telekinetically move Logan's fingers but she couldn't consintrate long enough. When Jean didn't get another answer out of Fox she threw Wolverine up against the wall. Fox fell and rubbed her neck.
"Thanks, Jean." she said as she got up and went to Logan. His eyes were still glazed over. Wolverine stood up and started fighting Fox. Suddenly Theressa realised that the door was still open.
"Chris! Shut the door!" Theressa cried as she dogged a punch to the head. Wolverine was fighting her and forcing her to step closer to the door.
"Chris, now would be a good time!" Fox cried. She was now on the very edge of the copter.
"I can't. The button is stuck."
"Get it unstuck!" Theressa argued.
"I'm trying!"
"Try harder!" Pyro yelled.
Wolverine punched Theressa in the gut and Theressa kicked him in the face. This caused Theressa to lose her footing and fall. She caught the copter rail as she fell. If she were to fall any further she could just fly back up.
"Logan!" Theressa cried. Her scar was a purplish color and tears were rolling down her face.
"It's me Logan. Please remember. You have to. You just have to." Theressa projected memories of herself and the other X-men into Wolverine's mind. When it was too much for her to bare she let out a cry of pain and fell to her doom.
"Why did you stop me?"
"Because, there's no telling what Wolverine will do and I don't want to have to tell Xavier and Fury that Wolverine killed a human. I don't want that on my hands. Come to think of it there's no telling what Fox will do either."
"Fox? Who's Fox?" Chris asked confused.
"Theressa. Her codename is Black Fox. I call her Fox in these type of situations. Let Jean, Pyro, Storm and Theressa handle Wolverine. WE need to concintrate on flying this bird."
"Theressa can you get out?" Jean asked.
I'm trying, Jean. I really am. Theresa replied telepathically. Wolverine was holding her neck so tight that she couldn't breath much less use her own voice. She tried to telekinetically move Logan's fingers but she couldn't consintrate long enough. When Jean didn't get another answer out of Fox she threw Wolverine up against the wall. Fox fell and rubbed her neck.
"Thanks, Jean." she said as she got up and went to Logan. His eyes were still glazed over. Wolverine stood up and started fighting Fox. Suddenly Theressa realised that the door was still open.
"Chris! Shut the door!" Theressa cried as she dogged a punch to the head. Wolverine was fighting her and forcing her to step closer to the door.
"Chris, now would be a good time!" Fox cried. She was now on the very edge of the copter.
"I can't. The button is stuck."
"Get it unstuck!" Theressa argued.
"I'm trying!"
"Try harder!" Pyro yelled.
Wolverine punched Theressa in the gut and Theressa kicked him in the face. This caused Theressa to lose her footing and fall. She caught the copter rail as she fell. If she were to fall any further she could just fly back up.
"Logan!" Theressa cried. Her scar was a purplish color and tears were rolling down her face.
"It's me Logan. Please remember. You have to. You just have to." Theressa projected memories of herself and the other X-men into Wolverine's mind. When it was too much for her to bare she let out a cry of pain and fell to her doom.