August 15th cont.
As I pointed to the building we had escaped from a look of anger came over Logan. Using me like a springboard he tried to run back. He got a couple steps before he collapsed to his knees. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my head and I too collapsed. The pain didn't last long but when it diminshed I saw Logan approached me. He didn't seem to be weak anymore, but he certainly was angry. Bellowing he charged at me with unsheathed claws. Acting on pure instinct I jumped out of the way. Yeah, I know it isn't that intense an instinct, but now I felt the confidence I had before return. I didn't know how but I was looking for a fight, and I got it. It didn't last long but when it was done. Logan lay flat at the ground with my foot at his throat and my claws pointed at his chest.
That's when I managed to get control of myself. Cautiously I pulled in my claws. It seemed this new form gave me better ability to control my powers. Logan looked at me suspiciously but didn't attack when I released him. Taking a step back I let him stand up. Looking at me suspiciously he crouched down, more like an animal then human. Thinking about what happened the last time, I raised up my hands in a surrendering position.
" I'm not going to hurt you, Logan," I said as calmly as I could. I saw Logan's eyes narrow and for a second I thought he would attack. But he didn't instead his face took on a look of confusion.
I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I cautiously took a step towards him. A deep growl uttered in his throat but it slowly diminished. He allowed me to come closer and even took a step towards me. The next thing I knew I was involuntarily taking of my gloves. As I put them in my jean pocket I looked back at Logan. Again he looked confused and now I saw fear flash in his eyes.
I'm not sure how to describe what happened next. It was almost like I wasn't in my own body. Like someone else's mind had taken control or something. Like I said I had taken off my gloves and then I had reached my hand out. Logan looked at it and then raised his hand up as though to touch it. That's when hell broke lose again.
Mere seconds before he touched me, a bullet came flying right past my head. Logan instantly jumped into defensive position and before I knew what was happening I found myself thrown over his shoulder being carried through very bumpy terrain. Struggling I looked back and saw dogs and men swarming the area right behind us. In the midst of them was the creepy guy in the lab coat. Instead if trying to escape from Logan, I suddenly found myself yelling at him to haul butt. I'm not sure how long the chase went but all I know is that at its end Logan had gotten us both away from the people after us.
When we had finally stopped, Logan had set me down on the ground. As he stood there gasping for air I heard him sniff for any new smells. As I watched him in this atmosphere a kind of content feeling came over me. I guess Logan had the same feeling because I saw him relax. That when I made the realization! It seemed as though Logan and I were on the same channel. When ever he got upset I got upset, and when he tensed for battle so did I. I didn't understand it and it seemed that my confusion fell on to him because suddenly he tensed up and looked at me. Again without warning I found myself flung over his shoulder and carried off to who knew where.