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Drifters
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Chapter 7: Logan vs. Creed, Anti Mutant Mobs, and Trask, What Else Could Go Wrong?
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She flew gracefully through the air, cutting through the cold night winds with ease. She had been flying for two hours straight now, and decided she needed a break.
She landed on a near by roof, with out a sound. She glanced around to make sure no one was watching. She then reluctantly retracted her elegant blood red wings back into her he back. She cringed a bit in pain as the slits where her wings were healed up slowly. She recently had learned how to retract her elegant wings, but the only problem was it hurt to do so, but it was pain she was willing to go through to go out in public with out people looking at her strangely, and the occasional anti mutant mobs that attacked her. She sighed in relief when she was done and the pain was gone.
She slowly untied her dark green trench coat from her waist and put it on. She stood there alone and cold watching the practically life less town below. Her black wind blown hair fell across her soft pale face, masking her reddish eyes. She looked about 17, and like she had been on the run for a long time now. She saw about two and a half blocks away from a bar that looked to be full of people. Thinking it would be a good place to start her search she skillfully and silently descended down a near by fire escape, into a dark ally.
" Lookie here boys, we got ourselves a Mutie." A man from above her called out. All most instantly four men blocked her only exit, and two more joined the man on the roof.
The mutant slowly was backed into a corner, already to tired to fight back. The man whom she thought was the leader dug out a lead pipe from the trash. Terrified would have been an understatement for how scared the mutant girl was, but she would never let them see it.
Everything began to move in slow motion. Her heartbeat was slow and steady it rang strong in her ears. She looked to each of them thinking 'Oh God is this the end?' All of them gave her an ice-cold stare, as evil smirks played there way upon their lips. She heard everything, every step they took, the clicking of their shoes on the cold wet concrete ground; the crunching of newspapers and glass crunching beneath their shoes. The sound of metal trashcan lids hitting the ground and the ringing sound they make stay strong in her ears, as did the crackles of laughter echo and surround her. Every time she blinked she could see her eyelids roll over her eyes, the swishing sound they made as she blinked.
She continued to back away until she felt a cold rush come against her back. Every fiber in her body tensed at this, he back was to the wall and she had nowhere to go. Then all of a sudden the men parted ways, to let a tall lean man with dark skin, and dark brown hair along with cold brown eyes; stand before her flicking his wrist and slapping the pipe in the palm of his other hand grinning. If her heart rate wasn't fast enough it some how managed to increase; she felt as if her heart was going to explode right out of her chest. Slowly she removed he green trench coat and let it drop to the ground.
He was laughing right at her, she summoned all the strength that she had left in her body and in one swift and blinding motion her nails grew an extra foot into long razor sharp claws, as she charged in a blinding rage at one of the men. She felt her claws dig into the flesh of the man. Her hand was drenched in his blood; she pulled away and was about to strike at another man, when a sharp wave of pain flew her body. The pain originated from her back and continued to shot threw her body showing no mercy, the pain cause her to let her long blood red wings come out from her back, her wings encased herself in them hopefully providing some protection. As she slowly descended to the ground, at the mercy of the group of mutant haters.
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The fight had started two minutes ago and neither Wolverine nor Sabertooth had made a single move. Both just glared at each other. The entire crowd was in an uproar, all but Rogue and Remy. They stood two feet away from the cage and waited patiently, Remy occasionally would try and snake his arm around her shoulder or waist, but Rogue would just pick it up and drop it, sounding annoyed, but what he didn't see was the smile on her face every time he did.
Logan and Creed glared at each other, waiting for the other to slip up or be caught off guard. It wasn't until Logan decided to take a quick glance at Rogue that his attention was drawn away. What Logan saw made him pretty shocked and pissed. He saw a gruff looking teenage guy about 19, trying to put his arm around Rogue, and what shocked him even more was the small smile on her face, as she removed his hand.
Sabertooth of course jumped at the chance, he caught Logan off guard and got him right in the jaw. Logan was thrown off balance by this and fell to the ground growling. He had to resist all urges he had to a) pull out his claws, and finish this quickly and b) Kill the kid making the moves on Rogue.
" That's one, next time ya won't be so luckily, bub." Logan growled, whipping his jaw, with his fist as he got up. Only to receive another punch, this one came at his stomach then quickly followed by a second but unlike the first two, Logan caught Sabertooth's fist, and kneed him in the stomach.
Creed coughed a bit but recovered quickly. There was a series of kicks and punches, neither one was fighting at their max, they were just testing each other.
At this new turn of events Logan found it difficult to concentrate knowing that some guy was making advances toward Rogue. That and the fact that he knew the boy was the enemy, did not hold well for Logan.
" What's wrong?" Sabertooth asked with an evil smile on his face. Logan had just barely dodged a raging fist coming right for his head.
Both were lightly panting and both were grinning at each other, because they had finally found a worthy opponent.
" Nothin'."
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Sitting, all alone at the bar was St. John. It was safe to say he was board out of his mind. He had his elbow lying life less on the counter, propping his head up as he swigged another shot of whisky down. He sighed and plopped the tiny shot glass by seven others that looked the same.
He took another look around; he saw Peter and the Sheila from the train talking. ' Boy finally found some courage. He has no problem fighting off sentinels, but talking to a Sheila he has problems with. Go figure.' The Aussie thought as he took in another shot of whisky. He then glance over and saw Wolverine and Sabertooth testing each other, cause he knew Sabertooth can fight way better then what he was doing now. So it wasn't that much of a match to watch. But John did however notice Logan's moves were on the sloppy side, as did Sabertooth, something was distracting Wolverine, so he wasn't sparing at his top.
Then he saw it. Logan kept glancing over to a couple in the crowd. It took a minute to recognize them cause he wasn't that sober at the moment. He then realized it was Rogue and Remy. John smiled at this, Remy kept putting an arm around her shoulder, but she kept removing it. ' Smart Sheila.' John thought. He also wondered if Remy was just having some fun before they nabbed Rogue or was he waiting for Logan not to be watching. He figured he just wanted to have some fun, and do some flirting first. John sighed. ' What I would give for some action right about now.'
As if on cue, suddenly the doors to the bar flew open and an angry group of men stood there. Everything stopped and grew silent, even Logan and Creed stopped. The smart ones that knew what was going on were already making there way towards the door.
" Which one of you is Gambit?" A tall lean man with dark skin, and dark brown hair along with cold brown eyes called out. He just wore pretty simple cloths blue jeans, baggie t-shirt and a jean coat. But if you looked real close you could see small trails of blood on his clothing.
" Merde." Gambit said under his breath. Rogue looked to him then slowly got ready to attack if need be. " Dat would me."
" This him?" The tall man nodded at Remy. As he asked about a 35 year old man, with brown eyes and hair, he wore a pair of blue jeans and a tattered jean coat.
Then it hit Remy like a ton of bricks. It was the drunken fool he had showed his eyes to. ' Guess de man was more sober then Remy thought. Sober enough to grab some friends at least.' Remy thought as he mentally took a head counts of how many guys there were. There were seven of them, eight is you counted the drunken fool. Then he figures he could use this to his advantage.
" Yup, that's him." The drunken man nodded as well.
" Well then boys, lets get us another Mutie." By this time everyone was gone or heading for the door, all but Remy, Rogue, Logan, Creed, and semi drunk St. John. The people of this town know of this group of mutant haters, all to well, every once and a while they would find a mutant dead, bloody as hell in an alley. Every one was afraid of them, and didn't do anything about it, because they were too strong.
" Two in one night. What are the odds?" A short skinny man said as he began to make his way forward. At this in one swift unseen motion Remy had opened his coat and pulled out a hand full of cards all charged, waiting to be released, all while taking a defensive stand shielding Rogue's boy with his.
The brawl, fight, battle, massacre, whatever you want to call it began with a boom. Gambit threw the cards down to the ground in a fury, creating three things, one being a huge hole in the ground, two being a hell of a lot of noise, and three being a tone of smoke. Perfect to make a quick exit. He then grabbed Rogue's wrist and took off running.
Wolverine and Sabertooth eyed each other as the smoke surrounded them. " Well finish this later." Logan growled.
" Count on it." Creed replied. " Names Creed."
" Logan."
At this temporary truce, both leaped out of the cage and began to knock out the Anti Mutant mob of idiots. As Logan attacked he looked around for Rogue. ' Dam it Stripes where the hell are ya?'
Creed and Logan finished off the men, and Pyro tried but still wasn't sober enough to help. " Where the blood hell is Gambit, mate?" Pyro asked being rammed into a wall, by Logan.
" That's what I'd like to know. Cause if he took Rogue, I'll personally cut him up inch by inch. And if you had anything to do with this then you'll wish I killed you like I did your friend." Logan growled, holding the Aussie a little above his head.
" Alright mate I get it." With that Logan socked the Aussie right in the gut.
Then all of a sudden blinding white lights filled threw the windows. All three raised their arm to shield their eyes. " Mutants we have you surrounded. Come out with your hands where we can see them. " A loud voice echoed threw the rooms. The sound of helicopters and guns loading was heard everywhere. There had to be about three helicopters and about fifty or so men outside waiting for them.
" Oh shit, Trask found us." Creed cursed.
" You mean these guys have been after you. And you lead them right to us? ARGH Rogue is out there right now." Logan was very close to losing all the self-control he had left.
" So is Gambit, and they're probably together, so don't worry, Gambit will take care of her." Creed yelled trying to figure out a way out of this mess, as he pressed his back against a wall to avoid being seen. He already knew Gambit had Rogue; he just had to make sure Logan didn't go after him. Not that he would ever admit it but he liked the crazy Cajun." Where's Colossus?"
" Gone." Peter said coming too.
" What?" Creed growled.
" He got de one Sheila out of here," Pyro ran past the window as best he could but wobbled a bit. "Ya know de one from the train."
" The one you guys had that fight over, in the hotel room?" Creed asked out of curiosity forgetting where he was for a second.
" Dat's de one." Pyro slurred.
" Ladies we don't have time to talk about your friends love life. There gone, hopefully safe so lets try to save are hides at the moment." Logan growled.
" Mutants this is your last warning. Show your selves." The voice echoed threw again, as they heard another helicopter fly overhead.
" Well some one woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morinin' mate." John yelled over to Logan, standing next to Sabertooth, totally ignoring the cops warning form out side.
" Don't push me Aussie, you're already on my list." Logan threatened pointing a claw in his direction.
" Come out now or we will open fire." The voice yelled again.
Sparks began to shoot out threw the building, the glass shattered instantly. The bar was hit hard, as all the glasses and liquor was lost to the ground. " What a waist of good rum." John complained when he saw this.
" SHUT UP!" Both Creed and Logan yelled to John.
The bullets rick-a-shaded (can't spell.) against the metal as Logan John and Sabertooth shielded their heads and dove for cover.
Logan was tempted to just kill the Aussie now but refrained from doing so. " Any one know any way out?"
" De roof could work.. Ahhhh" john suggested as a bullet grazed his arm.
" Lets get are assed up to the roof den." Sabertooth yelled as three silver containers about the size of a pop cans, trailing smoke flew in.
" GAS." Logan yelled covering his mouth. John managed to be right in the center of all three so he got hit hard with the gas.
" Oh shit. Come on Logan." Sabertooth yelled as he ran over and grabbed a coughing John.
" I knew ya * cough* liked me Pussy * cough* Cat." John said in between coughs as the three of them ran up the stairs to the roof.
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Authors Note: Wow. Hey I finished that way quicker then I thought I would. Maybe cause I have no school today. Oh ya, I'm on Spring break now. THANK GOD!!! Another week of school and I would have died. Well tell me what you think. I personally liked writing this chapter. I enjoy writing action, but I don't know if I wrote it well or note. PLEASE LET ME KNOW BY REVIEWING.
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Summery "Okay let me 'splain, no there is to much, let me sum up." (I love that movie just to let you know. The Princes Bride is a great movie I suggest you watch it.)
The girl in the beginning is going to be important in the next chapter ok. The group that beat her up is the same that the drunken man went to find and brought back. Logan and Creed took care of them with ease, of course. Then Trask came and now the three of them are going up to the roof to try and escape. Peter got Kitty out of there before hand, but he will be back. Remy dragged Rogue out so they are alone together. I have ideas for the next chapter so all I have to do is write them up. Thank you for reading and have a great weekend. : )
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Next Chapter: A New Set of Wings
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Until next time.
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Drifters
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Chapter 7: Logan vs. Creed, Anti Mutant Mobs, and Trask, What Else Could Go Wrong?
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She flew gracefully through the air, cutting through the cold night winds with ease. She had been flying for two hours straight now, and decided she needed a break.
She landed on a near by roof, with out a sound. She glanced around to make sure no one was watching. She then reluctantly retracted her elegant blood red wings back into her he back. She cringed a bit in pain as the slits where her wings were healed up slowly. She recently had learned how to retract her elegant wings, but the only problem was it hurt to do so, but it was pain she was willing to go through to go out in public with out people looking at her strangely, and the occasional anti mutant mobs that attacked her. She sighed in relief when she was done and the pain was gone.
She slowly untied her dark green trench coat from her waist and put it on. She stood there alone and cold watching the practically life less town below. Her black wind blown hair fell across her soft pale face, masking her reddish eyes. She looked about 17, and like she had been on the run for a long time now. She saw about two and a half blocks away from a bar that looked to be full of people. Thinking it would be a good place to start her search she skillfully and silently descended down a near by fire escape, into a dark ally.
" Lookie here boys, we got ourselves a Mutie." A man from above her called out. All most instantly four men blocked her only exit, and two more joined the man on the roof.
The mutant slowly was backed into a corner, already to tired to fight back. The man whom she thought was the leader dug out a lead pipe from the trash. Terrified would have been an understatement for how scared the mutant girl was, but she would never let them see it.
Everything began to move in slow motion. Her heartbeat was slow and steady it rang strong in her ears. She looked to each of them thinking 'Oh God is this the end?' All of them gave her an ice-cold stare, as evil smirks played there way upon their lips. She heard everything, every step they took, the clicking of their shoes on the cold wet concrete ground; the crunching of newspapers and glass crunching beneath their shoes. The sound of metal trashcan lids hitting the ground and the ringing sound they make stay strong in her ears, as did the crackles of laughter echo and surround her. Every time she blinked she could see her eyelids roll over her eyes, the swishing sound they made as she blinked.
She continued to back away until she felt a cold rush come against her back. Every fiber in her body tensed at this, he back was to the wall and she had nowhere to go. Then all of a sudden the men parted ways, to let a tall lean man with dark skin, and dark brown hair along with cold brown eyes; stand before her flicking his wrist and slapping the pipe in the palm of his other hand grinning. If her heart rate wasn't fast enough it some how managed to increase; she felt as if her heart was going to explode right out of her chest. Slowly she removed he green trench coat and let it drop to the ground.
He was laughing right at her, she summoned all the strength that she had left in her body and in one swift and blinding motion her nails grew an extra foot into long razor sharp claws, as she charged in a blinding rage at one of the men. She felt her claws dig into the flesh of the man. Her hand was drenched in his blood; she pulled away and was about to strike at another man, when a sharp wave of pain flew her body. The pain originated from her back and continued to shot threw her body showing no mercy, the pain cause her to let her long blood red wings come out from her back, her wings encased herself in them hopefully providing some protection. As she slowly descended to the ground, at the mercy of the group of mutant haters.
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The fight had started two minutes ago and neither Wolverine nor Sabertooth had made a single move. Both just glared at each other. The entire crowd was in an uproar, all but Rogue and Remy. They stood two feet away from the cage and waited patiently, Remy occasionally would try and snake his arm around her shoulder or waist, but Rogue would just pick it up and drop it, sounding annoyed, but what he didn't see was the smile on her face every time he did.
Logan and Creed glared at each other, waiting for the other to slip up or be caught off guard. It wasn't until Logan decided to take a quick glance at Rogue that his attention was drawn away. What Logan saw made him pretty shocked and pissed. He saw a gruff looking teenage guy about 19, trying to put his arm around Rogue, and what shocked him even more was the small smile on her face, as she removed his hand.
Sabertooth of course jumped at the chance, he caught Logan off guard and got him right in the jaw. Logan was thrown off balance by this and fell to the ground growling. He had to resist all urges he had to a) pull out his claws, and finish this quickly and b) Kill the kid making the moves on Rogue.
" That's one, next time ya won't be so luckily, bub." Logan growled, whipping his jaw, with his fist as he got up. Only to receive another punch, this one came at his stomach then quickly followed by a second but unlike the first two, Logan caught Sabertooth's fist, and kneed him in the stomach.
Creed coughed a bit but recovered quickly. There was a series of kicks and punches, neither one was fighting at their max, they were just testing each other.
At this new turn of events Logan found it difficult to concentrate knowing that some guy was making advances toward Rogue. That and the fact that he knew the boy was the enemy, did not hold well for Logan.
" What's wrong?" Sabertooth asked with an evil smile on his face. Logan had just barely dodged a raging fist coming right for his head.
Both were lightly panting and both were grinning at each other, because they had finally found a worthy opponent.
" Nothin'."
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Sitting, all alone at the bar was St. John. It was safe to say he was board out of his mind. He had his elbow lying life less on the counter, propping his head up as he swigged another shot of whisky down. He sighed and plopped the tiny shot glass by seven others that looked the same.
He took another look around; he saw Peter and the Sheila from the train talking. ' Boy finally found some courage. He has no problem fighting off sentinels, but talking to a Sheila he has problems with. Go figure.' The Aussie thought as he took in another shot of whisky. He then glance over and saw Wolverine and Sabertooth testing each other, cause he knew Sabertooth can fight way better then what he was doing now. So it wasn't that much of a match to watch. But John did however notice Logan's moves were on the sloppy side, as did Sabertooth, something was distracting Wolverine, so he wasn't sparing at his top.
Then he saw it. Logan kept glancing over to a couple in the crowd. It took a minute to recognize them cause he wasn't that sober at the moment. He then realized it was Rogue and Remy. John smiled at this, Remy kept putting an arm around her shoulder, but she kept removing it. ' Smart Sheila.' John thought. He also wondered if Remy was just having some fun before they nabbed Rogue or was he waiting for Logan not to be watching. He figured he just wanted to have some fun, and do some flirting first. John sighed. ' What I would give for some action right about now.'
As if on cue, suddenly the doors to the bar flew open and an angry group of men stood there. Everything stopped and grew silent, even Logan and Creed stopped. The smart ones that knew what was going on were already making there way towards the door.
" Which one of you is Gambit?" A tall lean man with dark skin, and dark brown hair along with cold brown eyes called out. He just wore pretty simple cloths blue jeans, baggie t-shirt and a jean coat. But if you looked real close you could see small trails of blood on his clothing.
" Merde." Gambit said under his breath. Rogue looked to him then slowly got ready to attack if need be. " Dat would me."
" This him?" The tall man nodded at Remy. As he asked about a 35 year old man, with brown eyes and hair, he wore a pair of blue jeans and a tattered jean coat.
Then it hit Remy like a ton of bricks. It was the drunken fool he had showed his eyes to. ' Guess de man was more sober then Remy thought. Sober enough to grab some friends at least.' Remy thought as he mentally took a head counts of how many guys there were. There were seven of them, eight is you counted the drunken fool. Then he figures he could use this to his advantage.
" Yup, that's him." The drunken man nodded as well.
" Well then boys, lets get us another Mutie." By this time everyone was gone or heading for the door, all but Remy, Rogue, Logan, Creed, and semi drunk St. John. The people of this town know of this group of mutant haters, all to well, every once and a while they would find a mutant dead, bloody as hell in an alley. Every one was afraid of them, and didn't do anything about it, because they were too strong.
" Two in one night. What are the odds?" A short skinny man said as he began to make his way forward. At this in one swift unseen motion Remy had opened his coat and pulled out a hand full of cards all charged, waiting to be released, all while taking a defensive stand shielding Rogue's boy with his.
The brawl, fight, battle, massacre, whatever you want to call it began with a boom. Gambit threw the cards down to the ground in a fury, creating three things, one being a huge hole in the ground, two being a hell of a lot of noise, and three being a tone of smoke. Perfect to make a quick exit. He then grabbed Rogue's wrist and took off running.
Wolverine and Sabertooth eyed each other as the smoke surrounded them. " Well finish this later." Logan growled.
" Count on it." Creed replied. " Names Creed."
" Logan."
At this temporary truce, both leaped out of the cage and began to knock out the Anti Mutant mob of idiots. As Logan attacked he looked around for Rogue. ' Dam it Stripes where the hell are ya?'
Creed and Logan finished off the men, and Pyro tried but still wasn't sober enough to help. " Where the blood hell is Gambit, mate?" Pyro asked being rammed into a wall, by Logan.
" That's what I'd like to know. Cause if he took Rogue, I'll personally cut him up inch by inch. And if you had anything to do with this then you'll wish I killed you like I did your friend." Logan growled, holding the Aussie a little above his head.
" Alright mate I get it." With that Logan socked the Aussie right in the gut.
Then all of a sudden blinding white lights filled threw the windows. All three raised their arm to shield their eyes. " Mutants we have you surrounded. Come out with your hands where we can see them. " A loud voice echoed threw the rooms. The sound of helicopters and guns loading was heard everywhere. There had to be about three helicopters and about fifty or so men outside waiting for them.
" Oh shit, Trask found us." Creed cursed.
" You mean these guys have been after you. And you lead them right to us? ARGH Rogue is out there right now." Logan was very close to losing all the self-control he had left.
" So is Gambit, and they're probably together, so don't worry, Gambit will take care of her." Creed yelled trying to figure out a way out of this mess, as he pressed his back against a wall to avoid being seen. He already knew Gambit had Rogue; he just had to make sure Logan didn't go after him. Not that he would ever admit it but he liked the crazy Cajun." Where's Colossus?"
" Gone." Peter said coming too.
" What?" Creed growled.
" He got de one Sheila out of here," Pyro ran past the window as best he could but wobbled a bit. "Ya know de one from the train."
" The one you guys had that fight over, in the hotel room?" Creed asked out of curiosity forgetting where he was for a second.
" Dat's de one." Pyro slurred.
" Ladies we don't have time to talk about your friends love life. There gone, hopefully safe so lets try to save are hides at the moment." Logan growled.
" Mutants this is your last warning. Show your selves." The voice echoed threw again, as they heard another helicopter fly overhead.
" Well some one woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morinin' mate." John yelled over to Logan, standing next to Sabertooth, totally ignoring the cops warning form out side.
" Don't push me Aussie, you're already on my list." Logan threatened pointing a claw in his direction.
" Come out now or we will open fire." The voice yelled again.
Sparks began to shoot out threw the building, the glass shattered instantly. The bar was hit hard, as all the glasses and liquor was lost to the ground. " What a waist of good rum." John complained when he saw this.
" SHUT UP!" Both Creed and Logan yelled to John.
The bullets rick-a-shaded (can't spell.) against the metal as Logan John and Sabertooth shielded their heads and dove for cover.
Logan was tempted to just kill the Aussie now but refrained from doing so. " Any one know any way out?"
" De roof could work.. Ahhhh" john suggested as a bullet grazed his arm.
" Lets get are assed up to the roof den." Sabertooth yelled as three silver containers about the size of a pop cans, trailing smoke flew in.
" GAS." Logan yelled covering his mouth. John managed to be right in the center of all three so he got hit hard with the gas.
" Oh shit. Come on Logan." Sabertooth yelled as he ran over and grabbed a coughing John.
" I knew ya * cough* liked me Pussy * cough* Cat." John said in between coughs as the three of them ran up the stairs to the roof.
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Authors Note: Wow. Hey I finished that way quicker then I thought I would. Maybe cause I have no school today. Oh ya, I'm on Spring break now. THANK GOD!!! Another week of school and I would have died. Well tell me what you think. I personally liked writing this chapter. I enjoy writing action, but I don't know if I wrote it well or note. PLEASE LET ME KNOW BY REVIEWING.
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Summery "Okay let me 'splain, no there is to much, let me sum up." (I love that movie just to let you know. The Princes Bride is a great movie I suggest you watch it.)
The girl in the beginning is going to be important in the next chapter ok. The group that beat her up is the same that the drunken man went to find and brought back. Logan and Creed took care of them with ease, of course. Then Trask came and now the three of them are going up to the roof to try and escape. Peter got Kitty out of there before hand, but he will be back. Remy dragged Rogue out so they are alone together. I have ideas for the next chapter so all I have to do is write them up. Thank you for reading and have a great weekend. : )
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Next Chapter: A New Set of Wings
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Until next time.