Untouchable
AN/ HI! I made it to another Chapter. All say a little pray that it is longer then the last! LOL! I have one thing to say… 99 reviews! I'm almost over a hundred! OMG!! Well I would like to remind you about my going away Thurs. – Sun. I will try to attack my sister's lab top on the way but be prepared for no updates. But please keep up the reviews! I love you all!
Bry
sumerstormes@aol.com
Chapter 7
Let the Action Begin
Blackbird's engines roared as they shut off. Storm eased back into her chair and let out a sigh. Even though the flight took only 20 minutes, the nerves in her body were alert. She shook her long white hair and moved her hands up to unfasten her seat buckles. Logan had jumped to his feet the moment the plane had landed and had lowered the stairwell. He was currently out scouting the area while Storm handled the ship. She rose from her chair and walked cautiously down the stairs. The night sky was full of bright stars and the moon light up the area. She took a quick look and found Logan hunched over the ground sniffing at something.
She walked up behind him and asked, "What in the world is that?"
Logan did not even turn his head as he answered, "A young calf, dead for about 15 minutes. Looks like our friend has been here." He stood up and surveyed the area.
"Do you think he left already?"
Logan shook his head. "No, I think he is very close."
Storm turned around in a full 360 degrees to search for this mutant. The only thing visible was a fence that led into a wheat field. She pointed at the stalks. "Maybe he is hiding in there."
Logan nodded as he put his finger to his lips. He motioned her to start on one side of the field as he headed to the other direction. She climbed over the old wooden fence and felt her muscles protest. Ever since they arrived in Ohio, Storm felt every nerve in her body begin to ache. She fought the unset of exhaustion as she started weaving between the wheat. Her boots cracked against the hay covered pathways and her eyes burned every time she peered between the stalks. The breeze started to turn and Storm began to shiver.
"Ororo!" the wind seemed to say. "Ororo!" She walked farther and farther, her eyes started shifting from white to blue as she tried to control the wind, but her powers were paralyzed. Her body began to shake as she fell to the ground; ice began to form on her skin. The last thing she saw before she closed her eyes was a brilliant orange glow.
The bird pulled its prey into the clearing. Ororo was easy to capture, all she had to do was manipulate with her powers a bit. Instead of having Storm's lightning strike from the sky, she found a new way to use the electricity to shock its own wielder into unconsciousness. The bird knew that this one would be the easier of the two but she did not tremble at the thought of a challenge. She secured Ororo to a wooden pole with a rope made of hay. She fastened the bonds tightly and raised her arms above her head. She knew that the other one would not enjoy subtly. She flew up into the air and examined the fields. Yes there he was. She moved to attack but paused. How she knew the woman's name eluded her but she was ready to get all the answers about the past from these trespassers.
Rogue sat in her room reading a book about mutants. She was searching for a mutant in the past that had the same condition as her but so far there was nothing. She flipped through the pages but gave up with a sigh. Sure there were tons of telepaths and ice wielders but none seemed to have here energy stealing capabilities. She sat the book down and started to picture happier thoughts in her head when in her carelessness she dropped the book on the floor. She took a break from her fantasies and picked up the book. Who would want to ruin the library book? She went to sit it on the desk when one of the old pages slipped out. She examined the page with a fleeting glance.
"Hmm… The Phoenix." She said softly out loud. She pushed the page back into the book and laid down on her bed. Her thoughts drifted off to her love.
Logan raced through the woods. Very seldom did panic set upon him like this but for once he felt like the hunted instead of the hunter. He had tried to contact Storm on the blasted com link but for once she was not responding. He weaved expertly through the stalks going over his options in his head. His safest bet was to run into a clearing and face the opponent there instead of in a maze that he most likely knew better. His pace quickened as he saw a light glow from ahead and thought maybe that it was a clearing. But before he could question the thought he fell backward like a car getting mowed by a tractor trailer. But the force did not keep him grounded for long. He back flipped away from the force and turned to examine the being. His eyes burned at the glow, and all he saw was the feathered wings that struck his body.
His sharp claws sprung from his body and bit into the flesh of the bird. It howled into the sky but continued its pursuit. Logan had sprinted 5 feet away before it swatted at him again. He spun away from the wings and his foot ached as it pierced through the orange glow to contact with a body. His breathing became erratic as he pushed away from the glow. Any skin to glow contact drained the little energy he had.
He landed gracefully back on the grown and started to run around the mass. Thoughts were flowing into his head trying to figure out best form of attack but he could think of none. His only chance was to get to Blackbird as quick as possible. He blotted as fast as he could and did not notice that the mass stopped.
Bobby knocked on Rogue's door hoping to see his girlfriend but she did not answer. He pushed open the oak door and peeked inside the small room. The light was dim and he slipped into the room. Walking slowly to the bed, he sat down on the soft mattress. Rogue was sprawled on the bed and was content in sleep. Bobby was tempted to wake her up but resisted the urge. Instead he put his hand on her dresser and formed a perfect rose. He made sure the water molecules would stay together while she slept and stood over her body.
"I love you, Marie."
He slipped outside the door without hearing her soft reply. "I love you too, Bobby."
Logan raced up the steps of Blackbird and tumbled into the cockpit. He rushed to the com-link and almost screamed into the thing. "Professor, Storm is taken, I need help. Professor do you copy?" The small spaced was filled with static. "Damn it, Professor, answer!"
He threw the com-link against the wall. Sparks flew and he howled in frustration. He looked out the window and knew he could not leave Storm there. He moved to exit the plane again when the stairways crashed against the plane. The orange glow filled the room and he fell to the grown in pain. His energy left his body and all thoughts left his brain. The air became thicker and his breaths became ragged. The pressure tightened the metal cock-pit. His eyes closed and he collapsed into unconsciousness.
Rouge fingered her new present and resisted the urge to follow Bobby. Just the thought of her boyfriend brought a smile to her face. Her body was stilled overwhelmed by the sensation of his skin against hers. And she smile became wider. But the reason she did not chaise him now because she almost did not trust herself without the threat of pain. She loved him so much but she was terrified that one time his powers would not work and she would hurt him terribly.
She got off her bed and moved back to her desk. The real reason she was searching for someone that had her power was because maybe someone had found a way to control the power. She flipped through the pages and found her eyes looking at the Phoenix exert again. Reading briefly the powers again she noticed with a shock that this creature had her ability also. But unlike her energy snatching, this creature emitted a power filled ray that took away from the beings life force. The paper didn't give much details on how the creature controlled the power but Rogue but it aside and made a mental note to research it later and went back to sleep.
The bird carried her second prey back to the clearing. She attached it to the same post that Ororo was attached to. Her telekinesis blocked the animal's claws and the bird smiled for the first time. At last the answers would be hers.
AN/ Got to hate cliff hangers. (Is it really a cliff hanger?) You know the deal. Review, Review, and Review! I will plot where this story is going on the five hour car ride to RI!
(If anyone asks from my school, I am deathly ill. *cough, cough*) Thank you so much my wonderful reviewers. Almost at 100! HEHE!
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