Anger rushed through Logan like fire, his eyes were focused on the road ahead of him. If something had happened, he sure as hell didn't want the kids to see it. A growl escaped his lips as his nose twitched, smelling a scent that he really didn't agree with. He snapped his head to the left only to be kicked in the face and thrown to the ground.

He rolled a couple of feet, hearing the bike fall over and skid off the road into a tree. Scott wasn't going to like that very much. As his wounds healed quickly, he pushed himself up to see her not too far away with fire in her eyes.

"So…" He said, dusting himself off with a grin on his face. His hands jolted as the adamantium shot from his knuckles. "Let's go.."

She grinned as well, the adamantium spreading from her left fist only, just a little bit slower. She licked her lips, her dark hair rippling in the wind as she stepped towards him.

Logan roared and rushed towards her, swiping at her with the claws. She dodged it easily, throwing her right fist towards his face then grabbing his arm and throwing him over her shoulder. She did a back flip with precision and grace, as if she was just playing with him. She wanted to savor this; she wanted him to die slowly.

Logan lifted himself up from the ground once again. She was fast as hell; all he saw was a blur when she moved. What the fuck was she?

He looked down to the Adamantium in her left hand and sighed. It was Stryker alright. He guessed she was an unfinished product, since he was killed in their last meeting. Was that why she was hunting him?

He cracked his neck and looked into her eyes.. They were so cold, like no one was there. He wondered if anyone was ever there.. If she was just a puppet, or.. what if…? His eyes widened as she came at him.

She threw her leg towards his face and swatted at his chest with the huge, sharp claws of hers. He was thrown to the side, barely missing the claws that wished to rip through his flesh.

He dodged another kick and this time, he had a chance. He slashed at her back, knowing he had made contact. But she didn't even flinch, she didn't even scream. He threw her into one of the trees and waited to see if she was going to come at him again.

Unlike him, she didn't have such regenerative powers. She growled and charged at him, pouncing on him and thrusting the claws through his shoulder and ripping them back out with a fury.

Logan screamed, and kicked her in the head, throwing her off of him. He cradled his shoulder, it healed but goddamn, did it hurt like a bitch.

She smiled and licked his blood from the blades and let her hands fall to her side. "You disappoint me, Wolverine." Her voice was soft, almost like a child's.. But her appearance made her seem like a she-devil. "I thought you were going to be a little bit more fun before I killed you.."

Logan sighed. "Yeah, well.. Shit happens, doesn't it?"

She growled, stepping towards her with her blood dripping from her back to the ground behind her. "I thought the man that killed so many would be a true monster.. But, it seems as if you just don't care.. You don't.. do you?"

Logan's eyes narrowed. "Wait.. What the hell are yo--?" She charged at him again, this time with a blind fury that she hadn't had before. Logan again saw this as an opportunity. Though she did not show the pain, he could see that she was weakening by her speed, the way she ran.. Even her smell.

As she ran at him, he threw his fist towards her stomach, the blades ripping through her. She paused and looked into his eyes. "…Bastard.." She said, falling to the floor on her side.

Logan stood for a minute, blinking as the blades shot back into his hand... He looked down to her, seeing her lying still. He approached her hesitantly and cursed, seeing something on the back of her neck.. where the nerves were. He growled, he had seen that before. On Nightcrawler, it was Stryker's little serum.

He turned hearing a few noises behind him, seeing the jet land in the middle of the road. Jean ran out of the side of it and walked up to Logan. She looked to him, then down to her.

"She's Stryker's alright.. She has the same thing Kurt did.." He told her, bending down to pick her up.

Jean walked over to her, checking her pulse. "I thought she had regenerative powers.. Like you?"

"Guess not.." He said.

"Come on.. She'll die if we don't get her to the mansion… Now.." Jean rushed back into the jet, Logan with the woman in his arms not too far behind.

Scott glared at him from the pilot's chair. "Sorry 'bout your bike.." He turned back to her, placing his hand on her stomach.

It wasn't that long before they reached the mansion, and they rushed her into the medical facility where Jean went to work. Logan didn't know if it was a good idea for them to take her into the mansion, or.. to even leave Jean alone with her. Especially since she was an assassin. Stryker's serum or not, she was dangerous.

So, he sat back watching Jean work on her. After a few hours, Jean walked over to him, patting him on his shoulder. Logan jumped up, he was about to fall to sleep. He looked up to her.

"Well?"

"She'll be fine.. I hope. You didn't hit any major organs," Jean looked into his eyes. "..So, hopefully she'll wake soon.."

He looked down. "I doubt it." He stayed silent for a moment.

Jean sighed. "..It's not your fault, Logan." Her voice was soft, comforting. "She was going to kill you.."

"Yeah, but it's not her goddamn fault. It's whoever.. made her.." His voice got progressively lower.

"…She'll be okay, Logan.. Go get some rest."

"No." He said. "I really don't think it would be best to leave her here alone with you.. or.. anyone else for that matter."

Jean nodded silently. She wasn't going to argue with him. "Goodnight, Logan.." She said, walking out of the room.

Logan sighed and pushed himself up, walking over to her. Her eyelids twitched every which way and he knew what that meant. He pulled up a chair beside her and watched her. He didn't know why he felt so goddamn guilty. She seemed like a real bitch to him. But, as he looked down on her, she seemed different: like a child caught in a deadly assassin's body.

He watched her chest move up and down, her eyes twitch.. "Goddamnit.." He cursed silently.