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Reviews: Only three, but apparently there are a lot of hits so it is okay.
Ashan- glad to be of service
Nini- Even though I have no idea what you look like, i can picture your dramatic pose (not stupid at all). It made me laugh. HOwever I have to give credit to my beta for spelling and grammer though I'm hopless on my own.
Ish- love the quick review. Yeah I am being pretty mean to little Rogue, but now she actually has some power.
It was barely six in the morning. Logan sat outside the mansion, smoking a well-needed cigar. He heard the motorcycle roar nearby. One sniff told him all he needed to know. Sabertooth. Fur-face had apparently made his way back to Bayville. 'Time to show him the way back out again,' he thought grabbing his helmet and hopping on his motorcycle. Wolverine roared away, following a scented trail.
It led him to look out point. Logan quickly stopped his bike and ripped off his helmet to face his rival who was currently just standing against his own bike without a care in the world.
"What's your game Creed," he asked in a low voice, "I thought I made it clear you aren't welcome here."
"No worries Weapon X, I'm just visiting. Thought I would find out how your darling little students are doing."
Logan narrowed his eyes. Sabertooth was up to something and he had to find out what. "Who sent you here," he demanded.
Sabertooth continued to smile, "You should clear those ears out Logan. I just told you. I'm here to check up on your little piggies. You know- the four eyes, the little cat, your little Rogue. Yes, how is your little Rogue doing? I haven't seen her around lately."
"She's fine." Logan replied vaguely, not liking where this was going. He wanted to know what the hell what the hell Rogue had to do with Sabertooth. Had he done something to her? Was she all right? Anger boiled at the possibilities.
"Really now...nothing troubling her? She doesn't' seem to leave the mansion anymore." This statement told Logan many things. First off, Sabertooth had been around a while and was watching the X-men. Second off, he didn't know that Rogue had left; showing that he probably hadn't done anything to her. However it did open the door to other questions such as, why the hell was he interested in Rogue all of a sudden. He wanted to find that out before he beat the living shit out of his old nemesis.
"Why are you so interested in Rogue all of a sudden, Creed," he asked. Logan didn't have the patience for stupid mind games to find information.
"What can I say? We are just that close, but you must already know that."
"You better spill whatever the fuck you are trying say Creed before I force it out of you." Logan had been very good thus far, but his patience was wearing very thin. He wanted a fight.
Sabertooth stared at him oddly, almost in confusion, though it was difficult to discern that. Then he started to laugh. "You have no idea do you? Not a fucking clue." He laughed harder. "And here I thought you two were close. But look at the little secrets she has kept from you. She is just a little tease huh?"
Logan growled, shooting the claws of his skin. He had had enough. "I don't know what the hell you are playing at, but I'm sick of hearing about it." He lunged at Sabertooth who leaped out of the way.
"Frustrated Logan? I would be too, not being able to touch her like that. Must be hard." Logan could suddenly smell lust radiating off of Sabertooth.
"Not being able to touch her? What the fuck are you talking about?" He growled. Wolverine couldn't believe what Sabertooth was insinuated. He was going to pay this time. Logan and Rogue? Sick bastard.
This time he swiped at Sabertooth's face with shining claws. Sabertooth grabbed his hand and twisted, bring Logan to the ground. In a rebuttal, Wolverine swung his leg around, bring his opponent to the ground as he jumped up and on top of him, claws at his throat. Sabertooth returned the attack with an uppercut to Logan's jaw as he threw him aside. They both stood again, crouched over and circling.
"I feel bad for you, Weapon X, never getting to touch your little Rogue, never getting to make her scream. If you like, I can tell you what it is like. I'm the only who tell you, because I'm the only who would know."
"You are full of shit, Creed and you better shut the hell up."
"You so sure? I can give you details if you like. The way she screamed, the way she begged for me for mercy, the way it felt…inside her."
Logan gnashed his teeth in fury, "You really think I'm gonna believe that Sabertooth? You seem to forget that you can't touch either?"
"Did you know Weapon X that there is a collar out that that negates mutant abilities. Trust me it stops the absorbing ones too."
Logan almost laughed. If he weren't so angry about Sabertooth talking about rogue that way, he would have. His story was just that ridiculous. He shook his head. "Enough talk, lets settle this like men, shall we?" He said taking a step forward.
"You don't believe me do you? Shame, I'll tell you, your pretty little Rogue tastes so good." He said, licking his lips.
"That's it, you're done." Logan said, tackling him.
"Tell me something Logan, has your little girlfriend been acting differently lately? Anything about her seem changed?"
Logan planned on ignoring this, but flashes of memory flooded his mind.
Logan pinned her to the ground. She looked back up at him with absolute terror, screaming like she was being stabbed. She had told her it was one of her dreams, but that had never happened before. She had been in pure panic.
"I'm leaving tomorrow"
No. God no. Logan didn't want to believe, but everything snapped together so horribly. Rogue had come home soaking wet and it made no sense that she fell into water but he had accepted it. Had she put herself in on purpose or had Sabertooth-
His thoughts were interrupted by the fact that he had started to fly through the air. Sabertooth had scene a golden opportunity to attack Wolverine, taking advantage of that fact that he was lost in thought. Wolverine tried to quickly recover from crashing into the fence, but Sabertooth was faster. A second later he had crashed on the side of the cliff rolling down at breakneck speed. IT took several seconds for his claws to catch on something hard in the loose dirt. By the time he made it back up, Sabertooth was gone. Logan could follow his scent, but it would be no use. Sabertooth would cover it soon.
Logan roared into he morning air, slashing a tree to bits. He then mounted his motorcycle and raced back to the mansion. He had to find Rogue.
Four hours previously, Irene Adler turned in her sleep. The dream didn't wake her, but she would remember it when she woke hours later.
A/N
Aaaaaaaand Logan returns...
Sorry this is a short chapter, I'm fighting writers block I'm afraid. I have a plan, but it doesn't like to be put down on paper (computer) in most cases.
Speaking of which, my other story is coming, but slowly. I am really stuck on the next chapter.
Wrapping Paper
