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Tamazi: Well, how it looks at the moment the answer seems to be pretty negative! There was a poll a few chapters back about whom Logan should be with, and whilst Aurora was the most popular, Storm was a close runner-up!
Blix: Hehe, it was very heated indeed. And I'm glad you liked the kicking to shut Gambit up, but it wasn't Aurora, it was his sister, Siren!
Kimenomi: Yes, complicated is a good way of putting it! You do indeed have a lot of questions, and I'm sure people share those very enquiries, but don't worry, all will come clear eventually, although bit-by-bit!
Chapter 33The walk to the jet was extremely tense. The only people communicating were Scott, Siren and Storm, with Gambit chipping in the odd unhelpful comment. The plane ride home was just the same. Logan and Aurora's usual seats beside each other were no longer, as Logan had stubbornly refused to sit next to either Aurora or Gambit. He didn't say this out loud of course, but the dark look on his face and the fractious grunt in his throat was enough as he sulked to the back of the jet. Nobody else said anything about the current situation, knowing better than any that it was best to not displease the Wolverine any further; Aurora too at that. So Logan had sat at the back of the jet, to the right hand side on one of the drop down seats. He had sat there burning his eyes into the floor fiercely for the past quarter of an hour before Scott managed to snap him out of his staring contest with an irritated shout to remind him to buckle in. Logan threw Scott as extremely nasty glare before grabbing onto the seatbelt and fastening it with a muttered, "I don't need a seatbelt."
Surprisingly enough, Scott heard him all the way from the front of the jet, "I don't want dents being made in the walls of my jet!" he yelled, spinning around in the pilot seat.
The belt was fastened with a soft click. And it was only then that the jet began to leave the ground slowly by Storm's control. Scott turned around, muttering softly to Storm, "God, he's worse than a woman with his mood swings."
"I HEARD THAT!" bellowed Logan, trying to stand up out of his seat whilst still being held in by the seatbelt. But this did not deter Logan, and so it resulted in it being ripped from the wall with a loud creaking snap. It fell to the floor with a metallic clatter, but Logan ignored it, striding over to Scott.
"Logan!" said Aurora warningly. She was usually the only person who managed to calm Logan down effectively. But Logan walked straight past her seat like she wasn't there, leaving Aurora with an extremely affronted look on her face.
Then, another person jumped up to try and resolve the situation of Logan possibly completing his last attack ever on Scott. However, with a large wily smirk on his face, it seemed this person's intentions were more likely to not help the situation, but to wind the Wolverine up even more. And the person who blocked Logan's path? Gambit.
And that was just fine with Logan.
"Ah, come on now, Wolverine. Dis is gettin' a bit outta hand, no? Return an' sulk at da back o' de jet like a good little Wolvie, ya?"
There was just no compromising when this Cajun was concerned.
Instead of Scott, Logan turned his dark eyes upon Gambit in a slow move before his mouth parted to bare his teeth in a growl. He then decided to direct his anger at the right person. The next thing Gambit knew was that a large fist was flying towards his face. Gambit fell back on the hard metal floor with a muffled yelp of pain, "Oh! I shoulda seen dat one comin'!"
"Too right!" snarled Logan, grabbing Gambit by the neck of his vest to lurch him up off the floor.
"Logan, stop it!" warned Scott, who looked partly relieved that he wasn't the victim for a change. Even Storm had turned her head from her piloting to stare behind her in surprise.
But Logan wasn't listening. As he raised Gambit back to a hitting height, he growled again, "See this one comin, Cajun!"
But to his surprise, his punch missed as Gambit deftly back flipped away, his hands sprung up to send him backwards and across to his feet again. He landed upright without so much of a stumble and he burned that smirk right on at Logan, "Aha! I did see dat one didn't I?" he cried joyously. Logan clenched his fists with a deep-throated growl. Gambit plucked his Bo staff out of his belt and gave it an agile spin, it extended swiftly, silently, "I picked up on a lot on da streets, I can spring a few surprises on ya."
"I already know that," spat Logan with narrowed eyes.
"This is a moving aircraft!" interrupted Storm angrily, her hands tightening upon the steering controls.
But neither seemed to have heard her, both men glaring their eyes at each other. There was a few seconds of tense silence before there was a sudden flash of movement. Logan had pounced. There was a strangled cry as Gambit fell under the sudden weight that flew down upon him. He then made a vicious cry of anger before whipping round his staff to strike Logan across his ribcage. Logan growled angrily as he pressed Gambit down to the floor, his hands clamped around the man's neck.
"I could do it, y'know." whispered Logan darkly, pressing his inhuman grip tighter around Gambit's neck.
"You wouldn't dare," gasped Gambit viciously, his words strained. He raised his staff again whilst suddenly bringing his knees up to then strike both feet into Logan gut, pushing the beast of metal off him at a surprising speed. As his neck was released, he rolled backwards to a safe distance, straightening with his staff.
"That's enough!" cried Aurora, standing to her feet.
But Gambit raised his eyebrows playfully at Logan, making him give a furious snarl, once more running towards the Cajun. He aimed a punch; Gambit swiped the arm away with a slash of his staff. The fight developed into less of a wrestling match as the pair were now stood blocking each other's strikes surprisingly well. Every time Logan tried to hit Gambit, he was pressed away by the strong swipe of the staff. Gambit spun the staff round, striking Logan to make him back away, but Logan just grabbed the staff itself, growling as he threatened to bend it.
Gambits eyes widened as he saw the top of the staff begin to wobble. He made a furious gasp, jumping up and springing a foot into Logan gut. Logan stumbled back with a low 'oof', doubling over. As the Wolverine was bent over, Gambit raised the staff to strike it over the man's head, but Logan was too quick, he sprung back up and grabbed the staff in two hands. He tugged it, attempting to rip it out of Gambit's grip, but Gambit wasn't letting go. So Logan moved in the other direction, pressing towards Gambit, letting out a snarl as he spun around, shoving Gambit up to the wall of the jet with a heavy clang, which made Scott begin shouting again.
"Stop this! I'm warning you both!" he raised his hand to his visor as he stood up, "I don't want to do anything drastic!"
But once more, he went completely unheard, as Logan had dragged Gambit forward to then throw him back to the metal wall with a more satisfying clang and a grunt of pain from Gambit. The staff that they were wrestling was being moved. Gambit was losing and Logan forced it up to his neck, pinning it there in an alarmingly easy move. The scratchy gasp of air came instantly as Logan pressed the strip of hard metal firmly to his throat, "You've pissed me off one too many times," snarled Logan. Gambit still weakly held onto the staff, straining to try and push it away from his neck. It was beginning to severely cause him trouble.
"Back off.." came another voice, and all of a sudden, a gun was pressed to Logan's temple. Logan blinked in surprise at the feel of cold metal and turned his eyes slowly to see an extremely annoyed Siren standing there pressing one of her pistols sharply into his skin.
But Logan just gave the French woman a slow smirk, "Siren, you know that won't hurt me." All the while he was continuing to strangle Gambit who was still trying to push away the staff.
Siren continued to glare, her bottle green eyes narrowed at Logan whilst her hand still held her gun outstretched, "No," she murmured, "But I've heard it shall knock you unconscious, which is fine by me." Logan threw her an extremely dirty look before he slowly turned his eyes the other way to see Scott and Aurora staring at them, whilst Storm was still flying the plane.
The gun cocked loudly, making Scott flinch quietly, "This is drastic," he muttered under his breath.
However, Logan slowly moved from Gambit, pulling the Bo staff from his neck. His fists still clenched around each end before he made a disgusted snarl at Gambit before throwing the staff to one side with a noisy clatter. He cracked his neck slowly; tongue running over a small run of blood that was the remains of a healing wound. "Fine," he hissed quietly, turning away from Gambit and taking a slow step away.
There was a tense silence as Logan proceeded to leave the scene, and Siren obligingly lowered her gun. But Gambit's face had taken on a sly smirk as soon as he was out of potential danger. He stretched idly like he had just been doing some mild exercises and he turned to pick up his staff, "Ah.." he sighed softly, straightening as the staff clicked back to it's small size, "I wondered where Lou got had her feistiness from. She gets a bit rough sometimes." His eyes sparkled slowly as he watched Logan suddenly stop walking.
Aurora's face had darkened and she folded her arms as she gave Gambit a thoroughly displeased glare.
Gambit chuckled to himself as he saw Logan stop walking. Logan spun around with a furious roar spurring in his chest. In the turn, his claws had ripped out of his knuckles, and his arms swung to spear Gambit to the wall.
"No!" cried Scott in thorough horror. He did not need a murder on his hands, not now.
But Gambit was quick; he let out a delighted laugh as he got the exact response from Wolverine that he wanted. He moved so swiftly, Logan's claws missed, swiping the thin air as Gambit expertly ducked and rolled. The staff extended with a hiss of metal, and it was reared down. Logan spun to attempt to stab Gambit a second time, eyes now adopting that insanity of feral anger. Gambit rose to spear up into the oncoming body, and with a horrified squelch, it pierced through Logan's chest.
"Oh God.." muttered Aurora, quickly covering her face with her hands in a mix of fright and disappointment at the event. It just had to end badly, didn't it?
Scott's faced had blanched as Logan collapsed backwards with a dull thud. Gambit dragged the staff back out with a disgusting sound, looking up slowly to glare around the jet before he made a faint sigh, turning away from the situation, "He'll heal.." he muttered dismissively.
"That doesn't give you excuse to torture him like some human punch bag!" said Aurora heatedly, glaring across to Gambit.
"HIM a human punch bag?" scoffed Gambit, "Did ya not see? He 'it me first!"
"But he stopped, and you just had to keep it going, didn't you? Why, oh, why, can't you just keep quiet, Remy?" said Siren, turning to watch her brother.
"Charles will not hear the last of this," growled Scott softly, glaring at Gambit before walking towards Logan, "Somebody help me lift him.." Together, he and Siren moved slowly to rest him down on the benches.
"He wer' tryin' to kill me!" said Gambit, still glaring at Logan from afar, "I 'ad to defend myself." He sat down heavily in his seat, tending to his small wounds.
"But not by stabbing him through the chest!" cried Siren, spinning around, "It would have killed a normal person! Charles would be furious!"
"Don't worry, he will be," muttered Scott, pulling Logan's clothes away from the bleeding stab wound, "Just leave him to heal, strap him down."
From the centre of the jet, Aurora was looking between Gambit and Logan, suddenly feeling guilty. She couldn't help thinking, if it hadn't have been for her, this fighting would never have happened..
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