Chapter 6
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AN: Okay Chapter 6 is finally up and ready to be read. If people are a little confused at what's happening hey this is Logan's mind we are talking about. It may take a couple of readings to understand it.
Anyways I hope you enjoy this Chapter. Let me know by reading and reviewing please. Thanks!
I do not own X-Men, however I am just borrowing the characters to create this story.
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"No!!!!!" Logan gave an agonizing scream as the ceiling debris fell on top of the girl.
The scream echoed through the chamber as well as throughout Xavier's mind, as his concentration wavered and Logan's emotions became his own once more.
He had managed to get to the house with all the explosions happening around him. He had entered in time to see Logan draw in a woman in his arms in a protective embrace as another explosion ignited outside, shaking the already fragile foundation.
Xavier had stood in the middle of the door way coughing and sputtering from all the dust in the air, Logan and the girl had seemed to be unaware that he was even in the room, when he heard a small little cracking sound from above.
He had observed the girl, who wore an army like uniform, with her long ebony hair pulled back from her face, look up and had seen the ceiling drop some dust and then some smaller debris.
As if sensing what was about to happen, she had shoved the Wolverine away from her as if he had suddenly become poisoness, At that same moment the ceiling had came down like rain crashing all around her, burying her slight frame in its huge mass.
Then the powerful and strong willed Wolverine had screamed his agony.
In a moment both he and Wolverine ran through the debris to find the woman. Her upper body down to her legs was covered in heavy debris. Xavier looked up and wondered if Wolverine was even aware of his presence or was just ignoring him. He couldn't tell which.
Xavier looked down and saw that she was indeed very pale and in pain. He slowly took her hand however his hand passed right through her. He tried again, this time he held her wrist to take her pulse.
He looked up and saw that Logan had bent to his knees and brushed the dust from the girls face and took her other hand in his. "Darlin'? Are you alright?" he said his voice sounding hoarse and broken.
Xavier put down the girl's slim hand down and concentrated his focus on Logan. His face was full of moisture, as the dust seemed to cling to him, layer after layer, yet he could still see the worry and love in his eyes as he stared at the girl.
This was indeed not the Logan that the X-Men knew. Xavier had known there was some emotion deep inside but even he never thought to see the ferocity of emotions at play on this wild animal's face.
Hmm. This must be sometime before he had gained his animantium skeleton or he would have clawed his way through the debris to free her. The Professor thought to himself.
Noticing the sputtering and choking sounds, Xavier lifted his eyes from Logan back to the woman. Xavier saw her open her eyes and start to say "M-m- m-m.my legs. I can't feel them. There also seems to be a burning sensation in my lower back."
At that moment, Xavier studied the girl in depth. She had dark ebony hair, which he had noticed right away from afar. She looked no older than in her early twenties. Her eyes were dark brown almost a chocolate colour from what he could tell as they stared up into Logan's face.
She looked almost familiar. Xavier thought. Where had he seen her before?
"I'm going to get you out of here." Xavier heard Logan say as he saw a tear or two fall from his eyes. Xavier let his mind wander for a moment and tried to tap into this Logan's mind. As soon as his mind connected all he left were grief, love, sadness, and anger. Logan was about to lift up some of the debris from her legs when at the same time gunshots sounded through the dust filled air.
Xavier's head shot up and turned his head to the sound where it was coming from. Those sounds, were they in the middle of a war zone?
"They're here. You have to get out of here." The girl sputtered hoarsely from the pain she was in.
Xavier returned his attention and felt the girls pulse again. Neither she nor Wolverine seemed to be aware that he was there. Her pulse was weak and from what he saw in her eyes, they were dilated and glazed over.
She was dying, probably due to internal bleeding. Xavier thought sadly.
"Leave me!" she said as she took Logan's hand into her own giving him a tiny parcel.
Xavier glanced at the parcel and noticed some letters on the side.
RX3 455TY
A code perhaps. The professor judged.
"Never!" Logan hissed through his teeth. That brought Xavier back into the present as Wolverine took the package and quickly put it into his shirt, without even a glance. He lifted the first part of the debris from her as voices and gunshots could be heard growing louder and louder as the minutes ticked by.
"Logan please!" she begged.
Logan stopped at what he was doing and looked at her. Xavier saw the blaze and intense love in Logan's eyes as he looked at the woman.
Who ever she was she had indeed tamed the beast. Xavier stated to himself.
"There is nothing you can do for me. Even if you free me, I'll only slow you down. Not to mention." she stopped suddenly coughing up blood and dust. "I think I have some internal bleeding. I won't make it."
Xavier's eyes started water up as he witnessed and felt their bond.
"Yes you will." Logan interjected his voice hoarse and in emotional pain. Charles Xavier for the first time saw and felt the control snap as the wolverine in him took control of Logan as he bent down and kissed her with a ferocity that would have made any girl afraid. Instead this woman actually smiled.
"Logan. Listen that parcel is important. It could mean saving and putting an end to this war. You have to make it back safely." She said as here eyes started to moisten up and tears began to fall.
So he was right! They were in the middle of a war. Which one though? By their uniforms, Xavier surmised, it must be WWII. Wolverine was that old? Hmm. Perhaps he was even older then that.
"And leave you. You can't ask me to do that. I would rather die here with you." He said vehemently.
"There is more at stake then us. Please. I love you Logan." She almost choked on those last words. She coughed up more blood and dust and her pulse was getting weaker and weaker.
Xavier again felt tears sting his dust filled eyes as he thought of the millions of people who sacrificed themselves. It seemed this love of Logan's was another casualty and Logan a victim. No wonder Logan is as hard as he is. With all the torture, loss of memories and this feeling of intense anger, pain and hatred its no wonder Logan has trouble in trusting anyone. He may not remember why but his heart, soul and subconscious knows. They knew all along.
He saw Logan look down and saw the tears falling freely.
So much pain. Xavier shook his head sadly.
"I love you Darlin'." He heard Logan whisper his heart breaking in his eyes.
Xavier turned his head as Logan took her face in both his hands, as he brought her up and kissed her one final time as if it would be their last.
This is their moment. I shall not witness this. He said to himself. When he looked back he saw the woman's eyes sparkle and her mouth tried to smile.
With one tender slim hand she brushed her fingers over his strong jaw and whispered, "Remember a love like ours will always be. We will meet again.my wolverine."
At that her eyes closed and her hands slipped away from his face.
"I am so sorry Logan." Xavier said his thoughts out loud before he realized what he did.
Xavier looked at Wolverine and saw him stiffen as if for the first time knowing he had control of the dream and looked up directly at him. "I know. Thank you Professor."
"You know who I am?" Xavier asked carefully.
Logan smiled through his tears and nodded slightly. "Yeah Wheels. I guess when you spoke it broke me out of this dream."
Logan looked around the debris filled room. "I go through this same nightmare night after night. Everything feels real here. The sounds, the smoke, and the sights it all looks real in my mind. Yet I can't tell if it's just a dream or if it's a memory." He said as he placed his hands to his head as if he were in pain. Xavier leaned over and placed a hand on his shoulders.
He swiped Xavier's arm away and growled at him menacingly. "Look!" he indicated to the lifeless body below him. He took the ring from the girl's left hand and shoved it to Xavier's face.
"She is or was my wife. Yet I can't recall any memory of her except in this place."
"Logan keep your mind clear or you will lose the control you have gained. What is her name?" he asked.
"Roe. That is all I know." He said as he picked up the key tag and looked at it carefully, then showing it to Xavier.
The Professor looked at the name that read ROE. Perhaps another clue might be found in within this piece of information.
Logan looked once more at the woman lying beneath the debris as pain crossed his face once more. His mouth growled ferociously as he slowly withdrew back into his dream. His eyes started to water, as his face became full of pain and anger.
At this, Xavier took a hold of his head and let his mind enter Logan's subconscious form.
Here Logan try to take some of my concentration to help you. This is a dream Logan and in Dreams you have control, no matter if it's a memory or a world that was made up by your psyche. Xavier mind spoke to him, giving him his psychic strength of mind before Logan's intense emotions made him lose all self-awareness and control.
It is no wonder he collapsed if this has been happening night after night. Xavier thought through all the dark emotions that surrounded him once more.
If this continues it may kill him or worse his mind may be erupt.
Logan, wake up. The professor mind spoke. All at once other voices seemed to come out of nowhere saying the same thing.
Logan wake up! Was that Jean's voice Logan heard?
Slowly the intense emotions subsided, as he soon seemed to be lifted into a light.
"Shugah, wake up! Please. Logan knew that voice as well. Marie!
Wake up Logan the dream has ended. Another voice spoke to him, a familiar one.
We will meet again my wolverine.that said before the light finally surrounded him.
To be continued.
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AN: Okay Chapter 6 is finally up and ready to be read. If people are a little confused at what's happening hey this is Logan's mind we are talking about. It may take a couple of readings to understand it.
Anyways I hope you enjoy this Chapter. Let me know by reading and reviewing please. Thanks!
I do not own X-Men, however I am just borrowing the characters to create this story.
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"No!!!!!" Logan gave an agonizing scream as the ceiling debris fell on top of the girl.
The scream echoed through the chamber as well as throughout Xavier's mind, as his concentration wavered and Logan's emotions became his own once more.
He had managed to get to the house with all the explosions happening around him. He had entered in time to see Logan draw in a woman in his arms in a protective embrace as another explosion ignited outside, shaking the already fragile foundation.
Xavier had stood in the middle of the door way coughing and sputtering from all the dust in the air, Logan and the girl had seemed to be unaware that he was even in the room, when he heard a small little cracking sound from above.
He had observed the girl, who wore an army like uniform, with her long ebony hair pulled back from her face, look up and had seen the ceiling drop some dust and then some smaller debris.
As if sensing what was about to happen, she had shoved the Wolverine away from her as if he had suddenly become poisoness, At that same moment the ceiling had came down like rain crashing all around her, burying her slight frame in its huge mass.
Then the powerful and strong willed Wolverine had screamed his agony.
In a moment both he and Wolverine ran through the debris to find the woman. Her upper body down to her legs was covered in heavy debris. Xavier looked up and wondered if Wolverine was even aware of his presence or was just ignoring him. He couldn't tell which.
Xavier looked down and saw that she was indeed very pale and in pain. He slowly took her hand however his hand passed right through her. He tried again, this time he held her wrist to take her pulse.
He looked up and saw that Logan had bent to his knees and brushed the dust from the girls face and took her other hand in his. "Darlin'? Are you alright?" he said his voice sounding hoarse and broken.
Xavier put down the girl's slim hand down and concentrated his focus on Logan. His face was full of moisture, as the dust seemed to cling to him, layer after layer, yet he could still see the worry and love in his eyes as he stared at the girl.
This was indeed not the Logan that the X-Men knew. Xavier had known there was some emotion deep inside but even he never thought to see the ferocity of emotions at play on this wild animal's face.
Hmm. This must be sometime before he had gained his animantium skeleton or he would have clawed his way through the debris to free her. The Professor thought to himself.
Noticing the sputtering and choking sounds, Xavier lifted his eyes from Logan back to the woman. Xavier saw her open her eyes and start to say "M-m- m-m.my legs. I can't feel them. There also seems to be a burning sensation in my lower back."
At that moment, Xavier studied the girl in depth. She had dark ebony hair, which he had noticed right away from afar. She looked no older than in her early twenties. Her eyes were dark brown almost a chocolate colour from what he could tell as they stared up into Logan's face.
She looked almost familiar. Xavier thought. Where had he seen her before?
"I'm going to get you out of here." Xavier heard Logan say as he saw a tear or two fall from his eyes. Xavier let his mind wander for a moment and tried to tap into this Logan's mind. As soon as his mind connected all he left were grief, love, sadness, and anger. Logan was about to lift up some of the debris from her legs when at the same time gunshots sounded through the dust filled air.
Xavier's head shot up and turned his head to the sound where it was coming from. Those sounds, were they in the middle of a war zone?
"They're here. You have to get out of here." The girl sputtered hoarsely from the pain she was in.
Xavier returned his attention and felt the girls pulse again. Neither she nor Wolverine seemed to be aware that he was there. Her pulse was weak and from what he saw in her eyes, they were dilated and glazed over.
She was dying, probably due to internal bleeding. Xavier thought sadly.
"Leave me!" she said as she took Logan's hand into her own giving him a tiny parcel.
Xavier glanced at the parcel and noticed some letters on the side.
RX3 455TY
A code perhaps. The professor judged.
"Never!" Logan hissed through his teeth. That brought Xavier back into the present as Wolverine took the package and quickly put it into his shirt, without even a glance. He lifted the first part of the debris from her as voices and gunshots could be heard growing louder and louder as the minutes ticked by.
"Logan please!" she begged.
Logan stopped at what he was doing and looked at her. Xavier saw the blaze and intense love in Logan's eyes as he looked at the woman.
Who ever she was she had indeed tamed the beast. Xavier stated to himself.
"There is nothing you can do for me. Even if you free me, I'll only slow you down. Not to mention." she stopped suddenly coughing up blood and dust. "I think I have some internal bleeding. I won't make it."
Xavier's eyes started water up as he witnessed and felt their bond.
"Yes you will." Logan interjected his voice hoarse and in emotional pain. Charles Xavier for the first time saw and felt the control snap as the wolverine in him took control of Logan as he bent down and kissed her with a ferocity that would have made any girl afraid. Instead this woman actually smiled.
"Logan. Listen that parcel is important. It could mean saving and putting an end to this war. You have to make it back safely." She said as here eyes started to moisten up and tears began to fall.
So he was right! They were in the middle of a war. Which one though? By their uniforms, Xavier surmised, it must be WWII. Wolverine was that old? Hmm. Perhaps he was even older then that.
"And leave you. You can't ask me to do that. I would rather die here with you." He said vehemently.
"There is more at stake then us. Please. I love you Logan." She almost choked on those last words. She coughed up more blood and dust and her pulse was getting weaker and weaker.
Xavier again felt tears sting his dust filled eyes as he thought of the millions of people who sacrificed themselves. It seemed this love of Logan's was another casualty and Logan a victim. No wonder Logan is as hard as he is. With all the torture, loss of memories and this feeling of intense anger, pain and hatred its no wonder Logan has trouble in trusting anyone. He may not remember why but his heart, soul and subconscious knows. They knew all along.
He saw Logan look down and saw the tears falling freely.
So much pain. Xavier shook his head sadly.
"I love you Darlin'." He heard Logan whisper his heart breaking in his eyes.
Xavier turned his head as Logan took her face in both his hands, as he brought her up and kissed her one final time as if it would be their last.
This is their moment. I shall not witness this. He said to himself. When he looked back he saw the woman's eyes sparkle and her mouth tried to smile.
With one tender slim hand she brushed her fingers over his strong jaw and whispered, "Remember a love like ours will always be. We will meet again.my wolverine."
At that her eyes closed and her hands slipped away from his face.
"I am so sorry Logan." Xavier said his thoughts out loud before he realized what he did.
Xavier looked at Wolverine and saw him stiffen as if for the first time knowing he had control of the dream and looked up directly at him. "I know. Thank you Professor."
"You know who I am?" Xavier asked carefully.
Logan smiled through his tears and nodded slightly. "Yeah Wheels. I guess when you spoke it broke me out of this dream."
Logan looked around the debris filled room. "I go through this same nightmare night after night. Everything feels real here. The sounds, the smoke, and the sights it all looks real in my mind. Yet I can't tell if it's just a dream or if it's a memory." He said as he placed his hands to his head as if he were in pain. Xavier leaned over and placed a hand on his shoulders.
He swiped Xavier's arm away and growled at him menacingly. "Look!" he indicated to the lifeless body below him. He took the ring from the girl's left hand and shoved it to Xavier's face.
"She is or was my wife. Yet I can't recall any memory of her except in this place."
"Logan keep your mind clear or you will lose the control you have gained. What is her name?" he asked.
"Roe. That is all I know." He said as he picked up the key tag and looked at it carefully, then showing it to Xavier.
The Professor looked at the name that read ROE. Perhaps another clue might be found in within this piece of information.
Logan looked once more at the woman lying beneath the debris as pain crossed his face once more. His mouth growled ferociously as he slowly withdrew back into his dream. His eyes started to water, as his face became full of pain and anger.
At this, Xavier took a hold of his head and let his mind enter Logan's subconscious form.
Here Logan try to take some of my concentration to help you. This is a dream Logan and in Dreams you have control, no matter if it's a memory or a world that was made up by your psyche. Xavier mind spoke to him, giving him his psychic strength of mind before Logan's intense emotions made him lose all self-awareness and control.
It is no wonder he collapsed if this has been happening night after night. Xavier thought through all the dark emotions that surrounded him once more.
If this continues it may kill him or worse his mind may be erupt.
Logan, wake up. The professor mind spoke. All at once other voices seemed to come out of nowhere saying the same thing.
Logan wake up! Was that Jean's voice Logan heard?
Slowly the intense emotions subsided, as he soon seemed to be lifted into a light.
"Shugah, wake up! Please. Logan knew that voice as well. Marie!
Wake up Logan the dream has ended. Another voice spoke to him, a familiar one.
We will meet again my wolverine.that said before the light finally surrounded him.
To be continued.