Author's Note: Well, I thank everyone for the reviews once again. I am also dreadfully sorry for the long wait. It's just that a lot has been happening in my life now and I just don't feel like coming on to load another chapter up. My little brother who happened to only be 1 month old died in the hospital Sunday night and I've had to deal with that and the funeral and everything. So yeah . . . But I've come and will load another chapter now! You've all been great!
Chapter Eleven
Charles jolted awake as several alarms sounded in his head and exploded in reality. His book fell to the floor as he sat upright. He called out to Scott telepathically, but found he had no need to when Scott opened his door seconds later. Seeing that his mentor was okay, Scott helped him into his wheelchair. They went out of his room as Logan came towards them.
'What th' hell is that?' he asked.
'It's the alarm. Someone was walking on the driveway,' Charles replied as he searched the perimeter in his mind.
'I'll see to them,' Scott said.
'Not without backup. I'm sensing two people, but there may be more. Logan, go with him,' Charles said, choosing to ignore the glares Logan and Scott were giving each other.
Charles left them and wheeled to his office, telling Rogue and Bobby to assure the rest of the kids that everything was under control. The rest of the X-Men went to his office.
'I've sent Scott and Logan to check everything out,' Charles said as Scott told him mentally that they hadn't met anyone yet.
Logan and Scott had made it to the front of the Mansion and went out a side door into the night.
'Logan, don't try to make too much noise,' Scott pestered.
'You jus' mind yer own words an' try t'keep up,' Logan said as he crouched down and started off, catlike.
Scott bit down a retort and followed him. They didn't even have a plan! This was not how Scott liked to do things . . .
Meanwhile, Logan was sniffing away like a bloodhound hunting down its prey. He hadn't popped his claws yet, in case it was a false alarm, which he doubted. Logan crouched behind a bush, still having a good view of the driveway. He caught a whiff of something. It smelled like cologne. Definitely not from Summers. Yet, he recognized it. He realized who it was when Scott walked up behind him.
'Th' kid's back,' Logan whispered, barely moving his lips.
'Who?' Scott asked, but Logan put up a hand in the air to silence him. He had heard some movement . . .
John and err . . . Misty were crouched behind the wall that connected to the gate.
'Do something!' Mystique hissed at him.
'What am I suppose to do? We've both got powers!' John said.
'I can't do a damn thing in this form but step on people's toes,' Mystique said.
'Step on people's toes? Why don't you do it?'
'Are you serious? They probably sent Wolverine out and he's probably already smelt us! It would take more than stepping on his toes to get rid of him! I couldn't sneak up on him if I wanted to. He can see my scars because of this shirt,' Mystique said, pointing to three scars that her short shirt and low cut jeans revealed.
'Oh . . .' John said, but stopped as he heard Scott quite plainly ask "Who?"
'Start running,' he told Mystique.
'Why?'
'I think I have a plan . . .'
Logan knew it had come from somewhere near the front gate. He had even heard voices, he was sure of it. He started to edge that way. There was definitely someone moving now. All of a sudden, he saw John in a green shirt and black pants. He sensed someone else running down the road.
'Hey jackasses!' John catcalled.
Logan was about to give a smart reply back, but a huge flaming ball hurdled towards him. He ducked and dragged Scott down with him. The flame hit a bush nearby and it burst into flames.
Tell Bobby to get down here! Logan thought to Charles.
Every bush John could see was now a target for him. Scott and Logan made a dash to get out of the line of fire. They ran onto the driveway and looked around at all the burning bushes.
Logan made a dash for the gate, trying to climb over it. He hurried as fast as he could, but he still got burned as John threw another fireball at him. He growled in outrage, but still continued to crawl over to the other side. Logan jumped down and John got to see the burns that covered his body start to slowly heal. John was now looking into the eye of a beast. Logan let out another growl, staring daggers at him as his claws came out with sickening snikts. John hurled fireball after fireball at Logan in a frantic attempt to keep him at bay. He succeeded in only pissing Logan off more. Cyclops had now climbed over the gate as well.
'Git th' other!' Logan yelled as he tried to take a swipe at John. He missed him by mere inches.
Cyclops saw who he meant and ran after, what he thought, was a teenager. Mystique cursed herself for picking high-heeled boots as she ran as fast as this form would allow her. She dared not change into something else. If they did catch her, she would pretend to be the teenager she appeared to be. She could do much more damage from the inside anyway. She knew Xavier couldn't tell what she was by her mind, Magneto had seen to that. Both she and John were wearing tiny metal pieces behind their ears. It was of the same material as Magneto's helmet. He was controlling the metal waves to confuse Xavier. Cyclops shot a warning blast a few inches on her right, but she ignored it. She pumped her hands as hard as she could. He shot another beam. This one was closer this time . . .
Xavier had now sent Bobby out to help them. He ran out into the yard and quickly retreated back into the door. Flames were flickering inches from his face. He started sweating instantly. His hand went up and ice shot out from it. The nearest bush was engulfed in ice and instantly started smoking. He moved out of the door and tried to be fast about his job, but the heat was so intense. He could feel he was dehydrating and was hoping for a miracle.
'Ow!' John yelled as Logan took another swipe and cut his left arm from the elbow on up.
'There's more from where that came from,' Logan said as he lunged at him.
John dodged in the nick of time. He built up his emotions and using his lighter, he surrounded Logan in flames. He then ran like crazy in Mystique's direction.
Mystique was getting annoyed. Then, remembering who it was, she let a sly grin appear on her face. To hell with trying to get on the inside. She stopped and held her hands up, like surrendering to a police. Cyclops stopped.
'Well, I'm glad to see you've made a decision-' he began.
'Oh yes, love, I have,' Mystique said, her blonde hair turning to red and her blue eyes turning to green. She grew a few inches taller. Her face changed along with her body. He was now in a black suit. She turned to face Scott.
'Payback's a bitch and so am I,' she said as he got a kick to the stomach with lightning speed that sent him flying.
