Kamakazi: Lol, thank you! I hope you keep reading.

Matteic: Ah, but you still reviewed, so it can't be that bad! (:

Dory Shotgun: Wow, you must be the first person I know who love cliff-hangers. Normally everyone hates them. (I love them! They're exciting!) Review more often, it's nice.

Blood-Fangs: More poor Logan-ness awaits!. Here is the next chapter, hope you haven't melted!

Fanfiction Fanatic: Mm, hugging Logan.. Er, where was I, oh yes. It was a good cliffhanger! Lol, thanks.

Blix: She freed him? You think so, eh?

Chapter 15

Lorna immediately pulled back from Logan, spinning to stare with a face mingled with fear and fury. Drayson stood in the doorway of the cell, the light of the corridor behind him silhouetting his form. But even with his front in shadow, the slight expression of a smirk on his face was obvious. Logan, with his knuckles free of the adamantium cuffs tensed and stepped slightly in front of Lorna as if to shield her. Drayson turned his eyes slowly upon Logan, as if only just realising he was there. Slowly, his slack smug face tightened as his eyes narrow upon Logan's free limbs. Clearly he had just discovered a problem.

His eyes swivelled suddenly upon Lorna, "You stole the keys?" he hissed lowly, "You untied him?" His fists raised clenched over a tranquilizer rifle, "Idiot!"

Lorna stepped back a little, flinching behind her mutant shield. Logan's face glowered, "I think it's payback time," he snarled.

"You have ruined everything!" bellowed Drayson, apparently ignoring Logan. The hand upon the pistol tightened and abruptly yanked it up to point over Logan's shoulder and at the head of Lorna. The gun fired, and amidst the explosion and scream of Lorna Logan grabbed her by the shoulders and dragged her backwards to the floor. The pair fell under the flight of the bullet and Lorna found herself receiving a landing upon Logan's chest as she lay upon his floored form. The bullet struck the concrete wall, dust scattering as it scarred the surface.

"Get up, get up," muttered Logan to Lorna, his hands pushing her upwards as he moved to stand with her. As he stood, he turned his eyes to watch Drayson with vicious narrowed eyes. No words were needed as he dropped his hands from Lorna's frame and released the six deadly adamantium blades from his knuckles with a soft hiss and a spray of blood droplets. Drayson took a step back, holding his gun in front of him with both hands and surveying Logan with a new fear.

Before Logan had chance to move, Drayson whipped round his head to the door bellowing a frenzied, "Guards! Tranquilize him!"

Instantly footsteps echoed as they ran and through the doorway the soldiers from before entered clasping their rifles. Logan could only glance at them before all pistols aimed as him and fired. With a yell, Logan rolled down into a crouch, feeling some of the bullets skim across the top of his hair. Amidst the torrent of the explosions, he heard a dull 'thump'combined with a muffled scream. He squinted his eyes to peer through the dust of shattered concrete to see that Drayson, Lorna, and the rifle, had gone.

He decided to take care of the matter at hand first however. The soldiers had, as one, lowered their rifles to point at him as he sat on the floor. Before any gun could fire, he had leapt from the floor in a roaring rage and plummeted his lengthy claws into his nearest victims. Screams echoed in horror as bodies slumped instantly after the release of the adamantium blades. Bullets fired, but missed, since the shooters found themselves being thrown across the cell by a grab of large hands. They hit the wall and slumped down to the floor in silence. The last standing soldier backed away through the doorway, grabbing his rifle as though it was his only hope. But the gun didn't even have chance to fire before claws had swiped the barrel in half. Remains collapsed to the floor, and the young soldier could only stare at the fallen pieces of his gun before claws erupted through his chest and he collapsed forward with a choked cry.

Logan leapt over the fallen body and ran out of the blood spattered cell of the dead soldiers. They had known they were dead from the start..

Now he had to find Lorna. He urgently sniffed at the air as he ran through the brightly lit corridor. They hadn't gone far, in fact, he could hear their footsteps as they ran. Logan's run was faster than the humans, and soon their scent was almost painfully obvious. Logan ran for a short while, turning corners and heading down corridors as he trailed them. Eventually, he stumbled around a corner, his palm hitting the opposite wall to slow down his run. Ragged breaths came from him as his chest heaved. Down the dark gloomy corridor he could see Drayson and Lorna at the end, with Drayson frantically pressing buttons on a keypad besides a small metal door. The bare bulbs that hung from the ceiling swayed slowly, casting distorted moving shadows that swung back and forth.

"You changed the code!" Drayson bellowed as he spun upon Lorna. He was holding her by the wrist whilst his other hand clasped the long tranquilizer rifle by the barrel. His hand shook her and she cried out.

"I had to! I knew that you'd try to follow Wolverine!"

"So you were going to give him the code and let him run out to safety?" asked Drayson in a seething tone as he leant down over Lorna with dangerous eyes, "Make friends with the creature then free him. How touching, how daring.. how pathetic." He pressed her back suddenly, causing Lorna to gasp in surprise, "I should never have employed you, you little lying bitch!" With a furious yell he swung the gun round against her face, the heavy handle smashing against her cheek. With a chilling scream, Lorna collapsed backwards under the strike, hitting the floor in a crumpled heap, unmoving.

Unexpectedly, the sight of her falling body caused Logan's claws to angrily react and abruptly shoot out of his knuckles. The sound of the ejecting claws caught Drayson's attention, and he turned slowly to see a large hulking figure running towards him under the swinging lights of the bare bulbs. His eyes widened but he didn't even get chance to raise his gun before Wolverine had pounced on him, flattening him to the floor with roars of feral rage that drowned the blood curdling screams. Claws began to slice across the human, but before he could finish Drayson, bullets shot from behind and with a defiant bellow, the Wolverine slumped, tranquilizer bullets lodged into his back as soldiers ran down the corridor towards them with their rifles.

He felt himself being pushed as Drayson shakily got to his feet. Logan's head flopped against the floor tiredly, his line of sight facing Lorna's unconscious body. He weakly tried to reach a hand towards her, her deathly pale face terrifying him. Blood leaked from a wound at her temple and trailed down her face to the floor. But his arm felt so heavy, he couldn't lift it to reach her, he couldn't keep his eyes open much longer. His hand dropped to the floor besides Lorna as he fell into a world of darkness.

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