Phoenix Unleashed

Chapter 3

It was dark at the X Mansion; the last of the lights had gone off hours ago apart from one. Logan sat it the kitchen, sipping beer quietly by himself. Finishing the bottle, he got up and left the kitchen. The long hall was dark, pools of silver light littered the glossy wood floor. "Hello Scott." Logan said quietly walking past him. Scott stopped in his tracks. "Don't worry, I'm probably the only person that would notice you." he said, tapping his nose. He opening his bedroom door went inside. Scott continued on, a little confused. At the end of the hall was the place he had been looking for. Opening the door just wide enough for him to pear inside. Betty lay asleep in her bed next to the window, her back to Scott. He slipped through the door and took one step into the room. "Move one inch more and I fry you brain." Suddenly, Betty wasn't sleeping anymore. "Whoa! It's just me." Scott said, flicking on the light. "Sorry, Mr Summers." Betty said. Sitting on her bed. "I wanted to know...what ....I wanted to..." Scott stuttered. Straightening his glasses. "You want to know what jeans thought were, right?" Betty finished. "Yeah...yeah, if you don't mind..." Betty closed her eyes and recalled.

Scott left the room several minutes later. Logan woke as Scott pounded his way down the hall. "Could you be any louder!" he growled. Scott burst through the door seconds later. "We are leaving tomorrow." He said. "Yer wa'?" Logan mumbled. "Take whatever you need; do you need a file for those things?" Scott rambled, looking down at Logans hands." Just wait a moment pall. Where're we goin'?" Scott exhaled. "I just spoke to Betty..." "And the professor told you not to do that." "And since when do you listen to Charles!" Logan sighed. "And what?" "I think I know wear jean is. If I can just get Charles to use Cerebro and track her..." "And we're goin' alone?" "If we can. We'll get away about noon. I'll explain it all to you when we leave. Be ready." Scott left after saying this. Logan was soon fast asleep. Like many other nights, Scott lay awake staring at the ceiling, when he did fall asleep, it was fitful and restless. When ever Scott shut his eyes, he was always haunted by Jeans face.

MD Labs, Washington DC.

Doctor McCoy was working late. He was sure, just a few more tries, and he would have it. A solution that would bring norms super human powers to the surface. And at 2:38 he did. His oversize hands pushed his beer bottle glasses up his nose. The clear solution slowly cooled in the beaker. As the last of the steam blew away. He poured himself a glass and slowly lifted it to his lips and downed the contents. For minutes, he felt the same, nothing seemed to be happen. But at 2:46, deciding he was to tired to start his research again, he looked down at his hand to see it was sprouting blue hair.

It was 10:02 when Logan woke up. When he left his room, the halls were empty as most people were in classes. As he turned round the corner, Scott came out of the lift. "here." he said, throwing a leather bundle to Logan. "Oh! C'mon! Do I have to wear this?"

" 's uniform. I'm gonna go talk to Charles, go get anything you need and have it done by the time I get back." Logan rolled his eyes. Seemed like Scott was beginning to act like his usual self again.

"Come in. Ahhh. Cyclops, what can I help you with?" the professor said, then stoping. "Why are you wearing you're visor, and the uniform? Scott you don't actually think she'll -"

"No, that's why I'm going after her."

"I won't let you, we need you here."

"Charles! You can't run my life! I've gotta do this and do this MY way."

"How are you going to find her?"

"I've got a rough idea but I need you to use Cerebro."

"It won't work Cyclops."

"Why!"

"Because she's with Erik now. Do you think he leave her susceptible to Cerebro?"

"Sh! Well....Logan will track down!"

"Do you think that's wise? Taking Logan?"

"I don't care if its not! This is Jean we're talking about here Charles!"

"You're not thinking straight! I suggest..."

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHAT YOU SUGGEST! I am going after jean wether you like it or not!"

"Well, I don't. We're going to Washington in 3 days, Ororo, some of the children and I. I want you there when we are."

Scott left angry. "You haven't moved at all have you?" He said, glaring at Logan. "Why would I? Got nothing to pack."

"Well, as long as you know we can't take any metal. God, what am I saying? You're like a walking fork aren't you?"

"Har har. Very funny." Logan said sarcastically.

"Hey! Le Beau!" Bobby yelled up the hall at Gambit. "What you wanna freeze the rest of Remys' cigarettes?" Gambit snarled.

"No. I wanted to say...sorry"

"Well, dat nice but dere no need, Remy's getin' out o' yo hair."

"Where are you gonna go?"

"Jack de ripper and Zapshot are goin' somewhere and Remy's goin' wid'em"

"Wolverine and Cyclops?"

"Ch'yeah. Dere goin' after dat mad b who nearly killed me. No idea why they'd wanna."

"Doctor Grey!" bobby said, sprinting down the hall to the kitchen. "What's wid dat guy" Gambit said, shaking his head.

"Rogue! Rogue. I was speaking to Gambit -"

"Oh, did you bobby? And what part of him did you freeze?"

"I went to say sorry. But he said Wolverine and Cyclops are going after Doctor Grey. Well, Siren thought it was."

"But she's dead!"

"Apparently not" Bobby and Rogue sat in silence for a while. "Thank you bobby, for apologising to Gambit." Bobby smiled and put his arm around Rogue. "Anything for you."

Logan and Scott sat in his Mustang. Logan still angry that he couldn't drive stared out the window. The engine roared into life and smoothly rolled out of the garage. Scott flicked on the radio, "Anti-Mutant protesters have poured into Washington today after President s' speech." The time has come for Norms and Mutants to join forces. We killed Jesus because he was different. Do we really want to eliminate a whole race if it is Gods way of saying its time to change?" As the election nears, polls show the drop in support for the president. Remember. If you know of a mutant or have sighted mutant activity please ring the mutant hotline on -" Scott slammed his fist into the stereo. His face full of disgust.

Bobby, Storm, Rogue, Colossus, Jubilee, Betty and Kurt sat in the professor's office. "As most of you know, Logan and Scott have gone on some -ah- business, as this was unplanned we will have to continue without them. The trip to Washington can wait no longer. Our first job it to infiltrate the white house. Kurt, Betty, Colossus and I will do this. Storm, you will take the rest and plan the mutant containment camp. Logan and Scott should have joined us by then. If we can attain the presidents agreement into shutting down the camp, we won't need these plans but if we can't then we will have to shut it down ourselves." The professor said "none of you are to discuss this conversation with anyone else at this school." Storm said sternly. "Not a word."

"I dunno if it's because I've been sitin' in the same place watchin' the same things go past for the last 3 hours or what but I think we got our selves a stow-a-way." Logan said quietly. Indicating to the boot of the car. Scott exhaled loudly and pulled the car to a stop. Stepped out onto the road and moved around to the back of the car. "Hey, Logan. Can you push the button with the "O" on it?" Logan did this and the boot door swung open automatically. "What the hell are you doing?" Scott yelled. "Told ya," Logan smiled triumphantly. Gambit cracked his neck. "More to the point, how the hell did you get in there?" "Hey, I'm a t'ief, give me some credit." "Yeh right, credit, you broke into my car and you expect me to give you credit! GET OUT!"

"Alrigh', alrigh'." Remy mumbled, jumping out of the boot. "We ain't just gonna leave him here?" Logan said, poking his head out the window. Scott groaned. "Fine. Fine! Get in the car!" "t'anks." Remy said, sitting down on the soft leather seat. "Hey, you're the one with the lights."