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A/N: Well, the last chapter was extremely short. Make sure you read chapter 12 first! I'll try to make this one A LOT longer, in compensation. Hope you enjoy this chapter! Remember to review!
Chapter 13: Viruses Kill
"In case you're wondering, this is the famous Eyes Only." White entered the room.
Slightly startled, the Priestess turned around. "Back so soon?"
"Of course, I wouldn't want them to have ANY chance of escape."
"Are you saying I can't handle them?"
"Yes."
"You should know, brother, that we are equally matched."
"Do not even go there. I have had more experience with them. I know their strengths and weaknesses…you don't."
"You're just jealous the Conclave didn't give you the promotion."
"Why would I be jealous?"
"Believe what you want, but you know the truth." The Priestess left.
White walked up to Logan…
"Get up."
Logan looked up with a dreamy stare. "You know I cannot stand."
"I'm not asking you whether you can or cannot walk, I'm TELLING you to stand. Now do it, or else…"
Logan mumbled something, earning him a hard blow to the stomach. He stood up, his feet wobbly.
"Good…follow me."
Logan, still handcuffed, followed with each step bringing him excruciating pain.
"Where are we going?"
"To say goodbye."
Logan was silent. White had finally decided he was of no use. Escape was out of the question, he'd probably die on the spot. White led him to the room next door. Without warning, he stabbed Logan with a needle, containing a crystal clear liquid, which surprisingly made him feel better. Logan turned to White, facing him with a questioning look. White said nothing. Logan was about to speak when he interrupted.
"Do you plan on saying goodbye or not?"
Logan stepped further into the room. He watched Max, his eyes filled with grief and sorrow. Her lips were slowly turning blue. Max's eyes focused on Logan as he entered.
"Logan…"she whispered…softly.
"What did you do to them?" Logan said, turning to White.
"I did nothing. This," he held up a vial also with a crystal clear liquid, "did everything for me."
"What is it?" Logan asked with his teeth tightly clenched.
"Nothing that concerns you." He grinned. "Do you wish to say your farewells or not?"
Logan walked up slowly to Max, close enough to awaken her from her painful nightmares, but far enough to not get infected. White walked up behind him, shoving him into Max…
Max watched…tears building up in her eyes as Logan collapsed onto the floor. It was too late…he had once again been infected with the virus.
"Too late." White enjoyed every ounce of pain they felt. He thought he would never have defeated them. And now, they are all at his mercy…
A/N: Well, how was that? It wasn't as long as I thought it would be…I would have made it longer…but…I thought that was a good stopping point…I'd like to see how many reviewers I still have since I haven't updated in so long…so review, review! The more, the faster I'll update!