Chapter 3:

The X-Men crept towards the perimeter of the wire fence as their black outfits blended in perfectly with the darkness. Wiping back a strand of white hair, Rogue looked down the group at Bobby and whispered the words "be careful" to him as she slipped through the hole first and then helped pull the others through. Wiping her gloved hands, she listened to Cyclops' orders carefully. "Rogue, you and Bobby will be back up while Jubilee will add a distraction if you need it. You three will stay out here unless I change it. Got it?" The three nodded though Jubilee looked rather annoyed at being left out and let off a small grumble. Turning away from the three, Scott looked at Piotr and Gambit. "You two will come with us and secure the perimeter, though I suggest that you change form, Pete." Piotr nodded and changed his skin slowly to the organic metal and then looked at the rest of them. Gambit pulled his cards and put a cigar in his mouth, winking at Rogue who blushed involuntarily and Scott shook his head in mock despair. Then, he signalled the rest to head in and nodded at Logan who unsheathed his claws and started to seethe inside as he saw the symbol of Weapon X.

Picking the lock, Storm signalled and the door burst open with a well-timed kick from Colossus as the guards looked up in shock. Before they had time to even speak, Logan's claws had shredded their bodies. Looking at his claws, he smiled and grinned at Scott who shook his head and Jean glowered at him slightly. Opening the door quietly, Scott smiled as he saw the corridors were deserted and snuck out. Ripping off a directory form the bleak white wall, he studied it and motioned to Logan. "You go find the girl and we'll go wreak some major havoc in this building. After all, that's what we're here for, right?"

Logan simply sniffed the air and snarled before sprinting down the hallway in search of the girl. Some minutes later, he came to the cell bank and frowned as the guard spied him. Grabbing a stun gun, the guard brandished it angrily as Logan simply stared at him before shredding the gun with his claws. Taking a step back, the guard began to squirm as Logan stormed up and grabbed him by the throat and snarled at him. "Where do you have her?"

The guard turned pale. "Who?"

Logan increased the hold on his throat. "The girl, the one with white hair and green eyes. Where is she?"

Gasping for breath, the guard squirmed and spoke as best he could. "She's in the test lab, the corridor to the left."

He gasped as he was dropped angrily on the floor and lay there unconscious as Wolverine stormed down the hallways. The place was not familiar to him, he remembered nothing but he shredded anyone he came across without mercy. Coming to the lab, he used his claws to pry open the door and killed the three guards who blocked the entrance. He could hear the girl screaming in pain and his blood boiled as he listened to her cries of terror and anguish. Yelling in outrage, he burst through the doors and attacked the team that were working on her. Slaughtering them easily, he went to the side of the girl and shuddered as he saw what they had done to her. Her body was still alive but the heart monitor was going into decline rapidly and he grimaced as he touched her arms. Most of her body was cut open and the bone exposed. The rest of the skin around her arms, torso and legs were nothing but flaps. The most unsettling thing however was the metal grafted to her bones, admantium. She lay surrounded by pieces of metal and already a dozen pieces had been grafted to her bone structure.

Picking her up gently, Logan walked out the door with her in his arms and kicked the bodies angrily. Walking back down the hallway, he found himself lost and wandered for what felt like hours. Then, he sighed in relief as the head of Remy poked out cheekily and beckoned him.

"Ye got de cherie, non? Lets blow dis popsicle stand, no?" Looking down at her, he gasped as he saw her injuries. "She be in de bad way, no doubt 'bout that. We best hurry, Remy get her safe 'n' sound."

Striding down the corridor, he soon dragged Logan back to the group and they exited the building. Stopping, Logan turned to view the compound and his grip tightened around the unconscious girl. Motioning Storm over, he whispered in her ear and walked back into the cockpit of the plane as she began to rise and lightning crackled in the air. Sending a large bolt directly into the building, she smiled as the building blew up minutes later. Shrugging, she walked back into the plane and it took off with all aboard. Laying the girl gently down on a mattress, Logan hunkered down and stroked her skin softly. Sighing, he rested his head against his chest and slept next to her as the Blackbird soared towards Westchester and the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters...