August 15th cont.
The creep in the lab coat just smiled. Logan began to tighten into position but again I noticed the guns that the guerillas were carrying. Cautiously I laid a reassuring hand on his shoulder and hoped he got the message. He did. Suspiciously he relaxed but not before pulling me into a more protected position.
The creep smiled at his action and said, " You always did try and protect those weaker than you," Then he made some sort of hand motion.
The soldiers with my friends moved into a crecant moon shape around us. They seemed to be holding everyone in front of them as shields. I noticed then with a sinking heart that around everyone's neck was a metallic brace, probably to keep them from using their powers.
Looking back I noticed Rouge softly stepping towards the creep, looking at him like he was the wisest thing in the world. Next to her the thing in the wheelchair held a gaze on her. A gaze that made me want to puke. His eyes seemed to be following her like a predator's follow prey and his hands moved slightly with every step she took. Either my feelings were pushed onto Logan or his on mine, or we both shared the same thoughts but suddenly Logan jumped up, claws unsheathed, growled dangerously at the creep and his creature.
It was all hopeless though. The creep looked at Logan and his claws and then just laughed. His laugh was cruel and heartless but what made it worse is that as the creature laughed so did Rouge. Man, did that knock Logan for a loop! He just stood there stunned and didn't notice the creature's eyes begin to glow.
Suddenly Rouge stopped laughing. Instead she took on this, I guess the best way to describe it is seductive, look and began to walk/slink to Logan. It was then that I realized, this was all a set-up. But before I could say anything I felt someone grab me from behind. Suprised I let out a cry which made Logan turn around and face me. The guerilla who had snuck up behind me held me tighter then before and pressed my arms painfully against my back as well as covering my mouth.
Logan took a step towards me but stopped when he saw the fearful look in my eyes. Swiftly he turned to meet Rouge who had managed to get an inch away from him. I saw the fear flash in his eyes when he thought he'd hit and retracted his claws. But he shouldn't have because Rogue smiled sweetly and looked deadly straight into his eyes. Then before he could react she placed both hands firmly on his face and waited.
It took a millisecond for her mutation to act. In that millisecond I saw many things about the evils of human nature. In that second I saw the malicious look of the creep as his plans seemed to come together and the predatory stare of the creature as he watched Rouge absorb Logan. But it was only a prelude to what would happen next.
Logan began to feel the pull of Rouge's mutation and in shock as well as survival he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hands from him. Then he pushed himself as far from her as he could and backed into the wall. Rouge seemed unaffected by the movement and stood as still as a stone in the middle of the crescant. The creep gave a nod and the creature wheeled itself beside Rouge. The cavern went dead silent.
What happened next chilled my blood. The creatures eyes began to glow and so did Rouge's. Suddenly a piercing scream ripped through the silence. Logan who had been fidgeting against the wall grabbed his head and sank to his knees screaming. Just sank to his knees. Then he began to quiver or more acuratly shake. It was like he was being tortured except we couldn't see what was doing the torturing. As we watched the pain and torture I saw the creep smiling. Smiling like a kid when he gets a new toy. And as I helplessly watched the torture it suddenly stopped. The glow receded from the creature's eyes and Rouge groaned then collapsed. But it didn't matter because I watched in horror as Logan looked at the creature, who was beginning to approach him, and threw himself flat against the wall. I watched as Logan the mighty Wolverine whimpered and cried and begged that the source of the suffering draw from him. And in that moment I knew what to do.