Logan's feet crunched loudly in the deepening snow, but the sound was muffled and lost in the whiteness all around him. As he headed slowly down the school's drive, he almost wished that he had forgone stubbornness and had worn more then a muscle-tee and a button-down plaid shirt.
"Who the hell would be trying to get past the gate in this weather?" he muttered darkly, still annoyed at himself for caring so much.
Reaching the gate, he keyed in his code for the alarm system and shoved the snow away with his foot before pulling the gate open.
He couldn't smell anybody out there because of the snow's frosty bitterness, and any footprints made by intruders had long since been covered up or blown away into one of the many large banks of snow all around the entrance. He snorted in disgust. Any clues left for him had been buried by the conditions.
Professor Xavier sat back in shock after hearing Nightcrawler's tale.
This couldn't be happening again, not this soon, not after they had all put so much work into makings sure that the school would be safe! It couldn't be! Frowning in thought, Xavier turned slightly to look out his office window, searching for some sign of what was happening below.
Lowering his mental shields, he could feel an irritated Logan outside, but other then that, he could sense nothing.
'Logan' he called out silently into the blinding whiteness.
Glaring at the snow all around him, Logan searched in vain for whatever had triggered the alarm, always keeping part of his mind locked upon the school, not wanting to get lost for lack of direction.
'Logan'
The voice came unexpectedly to his mind; still startling him after months of time spent at the mansion; and managed to wrench enough of his mind away from what he was doing to cause him to trip over a snow-bank that had accumulated before the gate. Swearing darkly under his breath, he stood, wiping off his hands on not-much-drier pants.
'Logan?' called the voice again, more worried this time.
'Yea?' he thought back darkly.
'I sense nothing wrong out there, come back inside before the weather worsens.' the voice said softly, leaving as quickly as it had come.
Sighing, Logan turned to go back inside, knowing that he would get no answers until the storm abated, when an oddly-shadowed portion of the snow-bank that he had tripped over caught his eye.
Since when were snow-banks green?
Author's notes:
in my defense, i didnt know it was going to be this sort! it ended up and a page and a half on word! sorry!
another cliff-hanger...i evil!
for the record, no, the person is NOT Toad...although he always was one of my favorites...meh.
