Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own any of them but I would really like to. Hint, hint! Remember my birthday wish? What do I really want????? Hint: He even comes with his own openers for the package!
Distribution: Anywhere someone would want it, as long as you ask.
Author's notes: Logan does a "little" venting!
Rated: R --- language, temporary mental instability, and violence
CHAPTER 2 – LOGAN'S FURY
Logan waited for someone to tell him something, anything. All they did was look at him with sad eyes or would not meet his pleading eyes. This is all he needed to know --
Something deep inside of him snapped. In a manner of a crazy man and not waiting for explanations from anyone, Logan unsheathed his claws. He proceeded to tear up the medlab, not caring what he was destroying or who he was hurting. Anything or anyone who got in his way paid the price.
"Where the hell is she" Logan growled. "God damn it, if you don't tell me, I'm going to destroy this building brick by brick!" Logan was a man whose heart and mind was crazy with fear for the woman that he has come to love. Also anger (when the Wolverine gets angry, he is not a "man" to be messed with). His anger was really directed at himself, for not being there when his friends needed him. Casting a look over his shoulder at the body of Bobby in the corner, by god he was just a kid. Why was he wearing one of the uniforms and why was he dead? He knew is should be blaming the people who did this and venting his anger at them. Not at his friends, but Logan was not thinking rationally.
Again Logan growled "Where is she?"
In his mind Logan was blaming Scott, because he was the leader of the team. Not thinking, he ran up to the table where Jean was attempting to protect the injured Cyclops. Logan pushed Jean aside, throwing her across the room where she landed with a thud. Jean lay dazed against the wall. Storm tried to intervene. Getting Logan's attention, she tried to cause a small, controlled windstorm that would prevent Logan from getting to Scott. But he just threw her aside before she could do anything.
Logan grabbed Scott's body by the shoulders and began shaking his battered body. Not caring that if Scott were to open his eyes just a little, he would be toast. Wires were pulled out and monitors alarms were blaring. Logan was so crazed that he didn't even care that his claws were still out. He was yelling at the unconscious form in his hands – "You promised once before you would take care of them!" "You failed!"
All of a sudden, Logan noticed that he could not move, he was frozen where he stood. His arms felt like lead. Out of the corner of his crazed eye, he saw Jean, who was being supported by Storm. Storm looked like she was barely keeping herself up, just barely able to handle Jean's weight as well. Jean had her arm outstretched and there was a very determined look on her bruised face. There was an ugly cut above her eye, which was bleeding heavily, where her head had hit the wall. Storm looked no better. Storm's eyes were very white and it looked as if she was trying to hold back her anger as well.
Logan's crazed mind finally realized the reason that he could not move was that Jean was using her telekinetic power over him (which for her was a large accomplishment if he remembered the last time right). He could also hear Jean's voice in the back of his mind trying to reason with him.
Logan, please stop! Put Scott down. Calm down and listen to us!
Logan yelled at Jean, "Get out of my god damn head now!" "You can't understand!"
Logan, PLEASE, I need to help Scott or he will die! Let me help him then we can talk about Rogue PLEASE
"NO!" yelled Logan, "Not until you tell me where the fuck she is!"
Storm finally found her voice and also tried to reason with Logan, "Put Scott down Logan, you're killing him!" "We are your friends!" Storm slowly tried to make her way to Logan, careful not to make any fast moves. "If you do this, you will have to live with the guilt for the rest of your life." (And for Logan, that could be a very long time).
"To the hell with you" Logan yelled. "Some friends you are, I trusted you and the school to protect Rogue while I was gone!" "Now she is not here. Where is she and what happened?" Logan repeated. He was beyond comprehending.
With great determination, Logan forced one of his claws to move forward and come in contact with Scott's throat. Jean and Storm gasped. Jean fought harder to gain more control over Logan, sweat beading on her bloody brow. All the while a voice in his mind. Not his own voice, but a voice from the past, Rogue's soft voice, and it was trying to tell him –
These are your friends. No matter what, you never use your powers against your friends. You can't help me without them
Logan had a flashback to a time where he had heard that before, from a girl in a long coat, on a train, telling him that was the reason she was running again, that she had used her power against a person she thought as a "friend".
In his crazed state of mind, Logan ignored the voice and memory. He fought for control of his body. Slowly and painfully, Logan brought his claw further to Scott's neck, nicking it. A small trickle of blood slid down Scott's throat.
Scott, who by this time was moaning, tried to move away with what strength he had but is just brought Logan's attention back to him full force.
Logan yelled at the moaning Scott, "It's all your fault dick-head!" "You had to 'play' leader!" "Now you can go to mutant hell!"
Logan broke from Jean's power and swiftly made a move, pulling back his fist and started to slash it against Scott's throat. Jean and Storm moved as one. Both yelling "NO!" "Don't do this!" "Let us explain!" "PLEASE!" "LOGAN!"
But Logan didn't hear them (or did not want to hear them), so bent on what he was doing.
All of a sudden, Logan stopped in mid strike – a voice had gotten through the anger haze somehow.
Logan, stop, you don't know what you are doing I beg you, please!
Then they all heard a voice, somewhat firm but also weak, coming from the bed that was holding the professor.
"Logan, don't. If you have to blame someone, blame me." Xavier said sadly, trying to sit up. "Take your anger out on me." "But first release Cyclops and listen to what I have to tell you".
Logan finally heard what the professor was saying. Something in the professors voice broke through. Not yet totally in control of his emotions, he looked down at Scott. Logan released him and watched him fall back on the table like a rag doll and with a loud moan of pain. Jean and Storm both let out a relieved sigh. Jean rushed over to Scott's bed, trying to comfort him and tend to him at the same time, with tears running down her cheeks combining with the blood already there. Storm went over to the professor to help him sit up all the while keeping a wary eye on Logan. She swore to herself that if he tried anything, she would blast him to kingdom come.
Logan shuddered as he tried to get his emotions somewhat under control. He brought his claws back into his hands. They had already started to heal, but he rubbed them anyway, as if to keep the pain there, to remind him of what he almost did, finally starting to feel the guilt and shame of his actions. What would Rogue think of me now? With it also came a memory from the past, how Rogue had asked him does it hurt when they come out? - no one had ever asked him that before or even cared to. Logan shook his head as if to try and clear it. Pushing the memory further into the back of his mind. He needed to keep a clear mind if he was going to help with the things to come. That is IF they would want him to help after what he had done. He glanced at Jean who was finally able to stabilize Scott after his "attack". He had another pang of guilt and he looked away.
He started to pace the room like a caged animal. "Okay Xavier, start talk'n, I'ma listen'n." "But it better be good." He said in a low growl.
Professor Xavier felt sorrow and helplessness as he looked at the "man" before him, he knew that this was not going to be an easy thing to have to tell him, but it had to be done.
"Rogue is missing, because of me. Because I trusted. . . . an old friend."
When Logan heard the word "missing" it got his full attention.
Professor Xavier took a deep breath and proceeded to tell his story "It happened suddenly and with no warning during the night…….
TBC
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