Author's Note: Boom baby! Sorry for the wait. Umm... It's recently been called to my attention that Alara's powers are a tad confusing. No one's sure as of this point as to what Alara's powers are exactly, so that's basically it. So far, she's just a metamorph like Mystique and she can copy powers like Rogue, only instead of draining the powers, she has to see them in action in order to copy it. Animals are easy for her to copy so she does that often. They're 'power' is basically being an animal. So the ears and tail in the last chappie were her just releasing pent up energy through her power. - Whoosh. Now... On with the party!

Chapter 14: Two Logans… Never a Good Mix

As Kurt and Alara entered the room, she gasped. It was an open field. There was a tree in one of the corners and flowers were spotted all over the grasses. There was a butterfly or two fluttering by.

"Oh! It's so pretty!" Alara cried as a butterfly landed on her finger.

Kurt smiled at her, but looked around suspiciously. Logan wouldn't have ordered this. He would have had the city scenery, he thought.

"You do know that the butterfly you hold now is not real, right?" Kurt asked.

She smiled and nodded.

"Yep. It wouldn't say anything back."

Kurt looked at her in surprise. She looked back innocently.

"What?"

Kurt opened his mouth to ask a question, but she took off running. The holographic sun shone down upon Alara, making her face glow. Kurt smiled, feeling fuzzier on the inside than he was on the outside. He bamphed over to her side, keeping a close watch for Logan. Suddenly, a voice roared out nearby causing Alara and Kurt to jump backwards.

"HANK! IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE GIRLY! I SPECIFICALLY ASKED FOR THE CITY SCENERY!" Logan roared up at the sky.

Hank's voice came out of nowhere causing Alara to clamp onto Kurt's arm.

"I thought it would be better for someone like Alara. The city scenery is just so… ugly. Plus, Kurt and Alara needed a break from what I heard happened today… I mean.. come on Logan! They-."

"I KNOW! I KNOW!" Logan roared up at the sky.

Alara looked at the sky and yelled up to Hank, "Thank you! It's very pretty!"

"Your welcome," Hank replied, laughing.

Logan shook his head and began to stretch. Kurt took a step forwards, in front of Alara.

"What is he doing?" Alara asked.

"Ve have to fight him," Kurt replied.

Alara looked at Logan over Kurt's shoulder as Logan's claws came out of his fists. Her eyes widened.

"Kurt! You're going to get hurt," she whimpered.

Kurt looked back at her and replied simply, "I don't want you to get hurt either."

She looked sadly at him and stepped back a few steps. Kurt glared and waited for Logan's attack. It came swiftly. Kurt almost missed it, but just in time, he bamphed so that he was behind Logan. He kicked him swiftly in the head with his heel before leaping up into the air and landing a few feet away. Logan spun around, completely ignoring Alara, and lunged again. Kurt bamphed again and again. The more he bamphed, the more frustrated Logan got. Occasionally, Kurt would get a scratch, but he was quick enough so that he didn't get too much damage. Suddenly, he bamphed over by Alara, panting, obviously exhausted. Quickly, Logan came upon him like he was his prey. By the time Alara shouted out, it was too late. Kurt turned around and got swiped across the chest.

Kurt was thrown back into Alara's arms. She crouched down and looked at the wounds. They weren't deep, but he was bleeding. Her eyes filled with tears, but they weren't tears of sadness. They were the tears of rage. Kurt struggled to his feet and stepped in front of Alara.

Alara saw Logan preparing to attack Kurt one more time, then he would come for her next. She snarled, then put a gentle hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"Kurt, step away from Logan."

"Vhat? No! I'm going to protect you!"

Alara smiled and shook her head.

"Don't worry about me. I can handle him myself. Just watch out for that wound."

Alara took a few steps from behind Kurt and stood in front of him. She ripped off half of her tank top and wrapped it tightly around Kurt's chest.

"Lay down," she commanded.

Kurt sat on the ground, looking at her with worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry. I'll do all right. You said so yourself."

Suddenly, she quickly transformed into an exact clone of Logan. She extended her claws as Logan stared.

"I didn't know you could do that," Logan murmured.

"How'd she do that?!? She isn't supposed to do that!! She can only change into animals!!" Hank responded through the intercom.

Alara grinned evilly as she turned to face him.

"I lied," she growled.

She lunged after Logan, snarling in his exact voice. She sliced him quickly across the face, causing him to stumble backwards. She slashed him on the arms, legs and across the chest. His wounds weren't deep, but they were like Kurt's. Painful and bleeding. Logan smirked as he collapsed to the ground.

"I underestimated you kid," he grumbled, laughing slightly.

"Like I always say: fight fire with fire," Alara replied, scratching her head.

Logan staggered to his feet, his wounds already healed, but he cracked his neck.

"All right, Alara. Let's see you dodge this," he growled.

Suddenly, she felt a slash across her stomach before she even recognized that Logan had moved. She looked down at the blood and her face turned red. She looked behind her. Logan stood, with his back to her, holding his stomach as well. She smirked.

"Doesn't it stink when someone can predict your moves? That cut must really hurt." she said, sarcastically.

She turned around to see Logan running towards Kurt. Her eyes widen as he raises his claws to slash him one more time. She spun quickly, turning into Kurt, then bamphed in front of his claws. This time, she was slashed across the collarbone. Only it went a little too deep for she had gotten too close. Logan's face fell from a smirk to a fearful grimace. Kurt watched as Alara fell to the ground with a thump.

"No!" he exclaimed.

He bamphed over to where she was. Her body had returned to her normal form. Logan stared unbelievingly.

"I-I-I wasn't going to actually hit you. I was just trying to scare her," he murmured.

Kurt leaned over Alara, who's eyes were closed. He lifted her head up gently and shook it lightly.

"Alara. Alara! Vake up! Please! Vake up!"