Greetings all.
This is the part where I fall on my face and beg you all for forgiveness.
I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever and a half but I just got a new job and I had exams the other week and well, it was just too much. But don't worry. My job training is over and I'm out of school for summer so more chaps should be up soon. So for now….Enjoy!
"Come on Fido, suit up." Logan's rough voice rang through the girls locker room, "We haven't got all day."
Rahne quickly snapped out of her reverie and pulled on her black, form-fitting body suit.
She tugged her pig tails out and joined her hair into one tight ponytail. This was no time to have hair bouncing against her head.
She confidently walked out of the locker room and onto the floor.
"Ah'm ready Mr. Logan!" She called up to the booth where Wolverine was waiting; ready to control her fate.
"Hold yer horses, or in your case wolves," he called down, with a smirk at his own joke, (Rahne did not think it so funny) "You've got a partner."
"who?"
"Meh, if ya don't mahnd." Sam's smooth Kentucky voice met her ears.
"Logan axed me if ah'd be willin' ta 'elp ya on this here session. Ah hope it tisnt a problem."
"Oh no! Of course not, I be happy to be 'avin' some help 'ere."
What is wrong with us Rahne? We feel as if we are in heat, is something wrong?
Rahne's eyes widened and a crimson blush slowly spread across her face at her wolf's thought.
Sam's confused face and concered voice brought her back to reality.
"Ya ok there darlin'?"
"Whoah, is it hot in here," she stumbled over herself trying to find a reason for her blush. "You hot too or is it just meh? Uh yeah…hehe"
Darlin', she wished he could always call her that. God, he was so cute.
"Hello, earth to Fido, earth to Fido, we have training to do here don't let those hormones spin out of control."
Logan's amused voice came over the speaker, causing Rahne's blush to deepen.
That man had no tact.
"Uh, yeah," she half-smiled at Sam's confused look "why don' we just be a-startin' 'ere."
"Been sayin' that all along…" Logan mummbled.
"Just start the mission!"
The lights dimmed and Rahne took her position to the right of Sam.
"Ok, I'm going to start you two off on the basic five-level program. Each level has various obstacles and to pass out of the levels you destroy the simulation droids. This will be timed. If you do not meet the time limit of 25 minutes, you will start again. You will keep re-starting until you have reached the goal. Is that clear?"
Logan was not kidding.
He could have them here all night if he wanted to. Rahne was ready to get this over with.
"We got it." She called back up.
"Ok, take your positions and work together, time begins in
5…
Rahne glanced over at Sam and he gave her a heart-melting smile
4…
Why does my partner have ta be so dang cute? Sam thought, makes it hard to concentrate…
3…
She was saying something about her getting the right and him left, but all he could see were those bright green eyes staring at him intently.
2…
I wonder if that boy be listenin'?
1…
All of a sudden a blinding light flashed before them, they were standing in a field of the outskirts of a Scottish town.
"Wha?" Rahne looked around dazed.
BAM
Rahne was slammed to the ground as bullets wizzed past, just above her head.
"That was close I reckon,"
His smell was intoxicating, it was those Kentucky plains that clung to him like a second skin.
The scent brought ideas of running free and wild on the worn down dirt and brush.
She lay under him, dazed, only to be snapped awake by Logans voice.
"That was lucky Fido! You CANNOT I repeat CANNOT be distracted by your surroundings! Assess what you need and use it to your advantage. You are here to complete a mission not to daydream!"
"Right, I be sorry."
Rahne was ready to make up for her mistake. Sam pulled her to her feet and she thanked him with a slight nod of her head.
"Let's jus' be getting' 'is over with."
"Ah agree."
"Ok," Logan said, "we'll just start again, here we go."
Another bright flash and the simulation restarted.
This time Rahne didn't allow herself to be surprised by the familiar surroundings. She pulled Sam behind the nearest tree as bullets flew past again.
"Listen boyo," she said, the leader in her taking over, "I be knowing these fields better than the back 'o me 'and. Lets start us with yer basic perimeter and move in. I'll go right and you take yerself left. It be seemin' that they be over in that grove."
Rahne pointed to a small grove of dense vegetation that wound itself around the outskirts of the forest.
Sam nodded silently at her, understanding her plan. He moved left, slowly inching over the ground and circling back to the grove.
That girl was so distracting. He had almost liked tackling her. Seeing those innocent green eyes staring back at him from that wonderfully flawless face was almost too much for him.
Come on Sam, stick to the mission. You gotta get this one done!
Pushing all thoughts of Rahne from his mind, Sam carfully edged his way around the tree, preparing to attack…
Rahne had transformed and was carefully using her paws to pick her way along the dense forest floor to circle back to the grove.
Why in the world did that boy have to comand her every thought. He was just so….she didn't even have the words to describe it. Something about him made her feel alive. He didn't care that she was a freak. She loved that about him.
Girl, watcha be doin? Stick to the mission, we almost be on them.
Rahne shook her wolfish head as if trying to shake all thoughts of that gorgeous Kentucky boy out of her head.
She slowly crept up behind a droid and bent her back legs until she was in a pouncing position.
A soft wistle to her left told her that Sam was already in position. She nodded her head to show that she understood him and to tell him she was ready.
She grinned wolfishly
Time to play…
They had almost cleared the fourth level with seven minutes to go.
This was to worst danger room session Rahne had ever experienced.
The first two levels had been ok. She and Sam would split up, sneak around to the back of the droid pack and attack.
The third and fourth levels, however, were a living hell. It seemed as though Logan had created the program just for them.
The levels were all places they were familiar with. The dense forests of Scotland. The flat plains of Kentucky.
Rahne had figured it would be better this way because they each knew their own land very well. Boy was she wrong. Every time she was transported somewhere new she let her guard down for a bit because she was surprised to find herself in a familiar situation.
You could never let your guard down with these droids. The last two levels had been the worst.
The droids weren't moving in packs anymore. They had to be taken down individually. You didn't know when you would pass the level because you didn't know how many droids were in the simulation. Eventually, though, Rahne would see the familiar blinding light and be throw into a familiar or unfamiliar situation.
The first two levels were set in the forests of Scotland. She knew what to do there. The others, however, were in Kentucky.
There were hardly any trees where the simulation had been set and Rahne felt so exposed in the flat plains.
Sam had done most of the work these last two levels and she felt bad. She needed to pull her own wieght in this last level.
She heard a the soft crunch of a twig breaking behind her and Rahne whirled into action. She ran towards the droid and jumped into the air. Placing all four paws on its wide chest, she knocked it to the ground.
Using her powerful jaws, she quickly ripped its head off.
She had bearly gotten back up when the blinding light came once again.
It was pitch black. The humiditly made her fur matt together uncomfortably.
She quickly changed back to human form and lowered herself to the ground. She couldn't see anything and she didn't want to be caught in random droid fire.
She carefully edged her body across the forest floor until her hands found the beginning of tree roots. She gingerly stood and hid herself behind the tree.
"Rahne where ahre ya?" Sam's voice was laced with fear.
"I be right 'ere boyo. Behind this 'ere tree."
"Oh yeah, lihke ah can really fihnde which tree ya be behind in a FOREST!"
"Shut up and jus follow the sound of me voice."
The Scottish girl soon felt a warm hand on her shoulder. In other cases she may have jumped in turned on the owner of the hand.
But she knew it was Sam, she could smell him. The weight of his warm hand on her shoulder sent shivers up and down her spine. There was something familiar and homey about him. She felt he could never cause her discomfort of fear
"Do ya know where in the devil we are darlin?" He wispered.
"Ah dunno," Rahne struggled to answer "It all be feeling quite familiar. Ah think we be in Scotland. But this just feels wrong."
"Ah agree. It feels evil; like some…What is that?" Sam interuppted himself and gently turned Rahne's face to the right where she could see bright lights faintly dancing in the night.
"Must be droids…Um, ya gather we should be stayin' close on this one." Rahne didn't usually ask for help but this level made her feel uneasy.
She could almost feel his smile. "Ah feel the sahme way."
Her eyes had grown somewhat accustomed to the darkness. At least enough for her to walk without tripping that much as they slowly made their way closer to the glowing lights.
As they walked farther, the forest became thinner, and the trees farther apart.
They could soon hear the faint sound of yelling men.
Rahne looked at her partner in confusion.
"What be up with this? I was thinkin' it was droids, not people."
"Ah dunno," Sam answered quietly, "but let's take a closer look. It looks lihke a village. And they appear to be rioting or somethin.' "
The closer they walked, the more they understood. The villagers were talking about killing someone.
"Ah say we rip 'er flesh from 'er bones!"
Angry cries of 'Yea' were met to this horrible exclamation.
"No, let's be tien' 'er feet together 'n throw 'er into the lake to meet old Nessie!"
More shouts of approval.
Rahne felt sick to her stomach. This was horrible…and yet strangly familiar.
They steadily grew closer, they were almost there.
Rahne could see a small figure, tied to a pole. Although she couldn't see her face Rahne could almost feel the fear radiating off of her.
Rahne had a sudden realization.
"Oh my God!" She wispered to herself her body frozen with fear
No, no its not true. Her mind tried to contradict. No lassie you jus be kidden yourself. Professer would never be doin' somethin' like this to ya. No, it's a dream.
But a sinking feeling in her stomach told her otherwise.
The girl tied on the pole, hopelessly awaiting her fate….it was Rahne.
Bit of a cliffhanger for you all there.
Figured since I haven't posted in a while I might as well give some recognition to my reviewers.
So a special thanks to…
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