Pictures and Annoyances

Chapter 17

Weapon X satellites were hovering over the earth's surface, scanning the earth for any possible signs of Jubilee. They had no luck, until they're satellite picked up on a big explosion not too far from the Canadian boarder. It's magnifying cameras spotted Jubilee and Creed running on foot, it took pictures of them, and then sent the images back to home base. At least to the part that wasn't destroyed and was still functional.

The computer techs received the images and immediately took to the general who was in charge. It was General Tyler. A man, who was just recently promoted and assigned duty at Weapon X base. He was as big as Sabertooth, his brown hair was in the traditional military buzz, and his eyes were a frightening green. When the techs brought him the image that their satellite took he ordered them to keep track of them and to inform every now and then about their whereabouts.

General Tyler stared at the picture that he held in his hands and said quietly, "No matter where they go. No matter how far they run. We will find them. Sooner or later, they're both going to get tired and will have to stop, and when they do…" slowly he crushed the picture and threw it on the floor, "We'll be ready."

Meanwhile, at the X-Mansion. Professor Xavier was using cerebro to track down mutants. When suddenly cerebro picked up on a mutant signature that was so big and powerful that it sent him flying out of his hover chair. The Professor looked at cerebro with great shock. Cerebro's circuitry was sending off sparks that made the computer smoke.

"Well." the Professor began, "It looks as though I'm going to have find mutants the old fashion way."

Jubilee and Creed ran from two days straight before they made it out of the disaster zone to finally take a break. They were both out of breath, tired, hungry, and incredibly thirsty.

Jubilee panted and looked at Creed, "Creed… We… Need to find… Another way to… Get around."

Creed sat down on a nearby rock and replied, "We did have another way… But you blew it up."

"Oh, sure… Blame me."

"I am."

"You know… None of this would have happened… If it wasn't for the fact that you took me to… A cabin, where those wanna be army boys knew where it was."

Creed growled and got back up, "Are you sayin' that this is my fault!?"

"I'm not saying… I'm just stating the facts." he started to stalk over to her. She rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips, "Don't try to act all macho and bad ass around me, Creed, I'm not in the mood."

He stopped a few inches in front of her and glared down into her eyes. Clenching and unclenching his fists. Blood dripped to the ground from the wounds his claws made in his palms. His breath was got with anger and annoyance, as he fought the urge to go feral on her ass and kill her right where she stood.

"I'd kill you right now, frail, but then it would prove that my savin' you was for nothin'!"

Jubilee looked at him for moment, the smiled, "You know what?"

"What?"

"You're cute when you're angry." she giggled and the walked away to a nearby tree.

"What?!" he was so taken back by her answer that he forgot about being angry with her.