Revolution

Yay I'm pretty much done with having to take things from the trailer!! There's like two more things in there that I need to use but I don't have those planned for a while.

What was that feeling? It went along with suffering…distress…torment. It could be a slight annoyance, or it could bring entire cities to their knees.

Pain…that was it. That's what she felt coursing through her body. She kept her eyes on the ground, somewhat fascinated by the red puddle that was slowly getting bigger underneath her. Shallow cuts…that' all he did to her. He didn't want her to go unconscious from blood loss…yet. But he did want her to suffer. Her body bleed from different cuts and, even though she knew she was in pain, she was coasting towards numbness.

"I must say, that man is taking his time in bringing yours here." Grace lifted her head to look at her father where he sat comfortably on a chair, turning the knife as it balanced on its point on a table. If she didn't know he had talked to her, she would have been sure that his entire attention was on the knife.

"Maybe mine is smart enough not to fall for anything." Grace said.

"Oh I doubt that." Her father said, chuckling. Grace groaned and looked back down at the floor.

"Ok, this is starting to get annoying." Logan said, dodging his copy's claws. Just then, the copy was knocked away and Logan raised an eyebrow at Scott.

"Thought you could use a hand." Scott said. Logan nodded slightly then looked at the copy. "Turns out they're robots."

"I see that." Logan said, watching the sparks shoot out from the back. "Those are some damn good robots though."

"I found out where she is." Scott said. Logan's head snapped around to look at him. He honestly couldn't believe that he had been fighting himself for almost an hour and got nothing and…he wasn't quite sure who or what Scott was fighting but he managed to get information.

"Really?" Logan asked.

"Yeah but I think we should go now if you wanna save her." Scott said. They got off the roof and re-entered the school. All over the place there were people fighting. The students were fighting!! Instead of running like Logan has seen them do quite a few times, it was as if they had had enough of what was going on. "I guess they can handle things in here."

"Yeah." Logan said, looking outside to see a few airborne mutants fighting as well. "Let's go." They got outside and stole a couple of motorcycles from the invaders. Logan followed closely behind Scott.

"Aww, is the poor mutant tired." Ororo's copy taunted her. Ororo looked up as it stood over her. "Why fight it? There's no use. The girl is with him now and his plan is working."

"What plan?" Ororo asked.

"Did she honestly not tell you lot a single thing?" The copy asked. "He wants her dead but he wants to destroy someone else in the doing. Cyke was made for just that purpose, to lure them in."

"Them?" Ororo muttered. Her eyes widened. "Logan." The truth of it all came in. Scott was dead…truly. He was just one of these copies. Ororo kicked the copy away then threw her hands out, shooting lightning bolts from them. The copy didn't get a chance to dodge like before. It was hit with bolt after bolt after bolt. Ororo stopped after a while and stood over it. The skin was melted revealing metal work. "They're robots!" She leaned in closer to look at the engraving on the plate that was fastened to the forehead. The names she read off it made her gasp as she realised just what was going on.

Stryker & Somerstone bots.

"Why him?" Grace asked, softly. Her father looked up at her. "Why Logan?"

"So now she asks the question and all truths will be revealed." Her father said. "My dear child…remember my partner, William?"

"Vaguely." Grace muttered, her face contorting in disgust.

"Remember his experiments with the metal?" Her father asked. Grace was silent for a while before nodding. "Well how do you think your, Logan was it, got his fancy claws?" He pushed a button and the four screens on one wall lit up with images and clips of Logan. "He killed William…left him alone to die. I'm just merely trying to return a few favours. Now…" He turned his eyes to one of the screens. Grace looked as well and saw herself talking with Logan in an alley. She remembered that, after the McDonald's incident she had bolted and Logan had tracked her down, offering apologies. "I know it is next to impossible to kill this man…but that doesn't mean I can't torture him."

"You're sick." Grace said.

"And whose fault might that be my dear?" Her father asked, suddenly angry. He had been calm so far and now he sounded angry. "Whose? Your mother's? Birthing you definitely leaves her at some fault. Maybe if you didn't have your 'problem' then this wouldn't be happening."

"My mother didn't knock herself up." Grace said. "Who the fuck screwed her?" She received a hard slap to the cheek for that.

"Where did this backbone come from?" Her father asked, calm once more. "Oh my…what have they done to you?" Grace wasn't facing him but he didn't care. He pressed the tip of the knife against her forehead and waited until she squeezed her eyes shut in pain and blood started to show before he dragged it down the side of her face. "Be careful my daughter…that backbone could make me lose patience and not want to wait." He stepped away from her and resumed his seat on the chair, watching the clips on the screens. "I think it's time to shut them off now." He reached over and pushed a button.

Ororo went around electrocuting all the different people attacking the students. She had to use quite a lot of energy for it because they didn't seem to want to short circuit easily. She was about to attack one more when all of the sudden everything seemed to freeze and each of the robots dropped to the ground.

"Storm!" Rogue called, running up to the teacher. "What just happened? They all stopped."

"I don't know." Ororo said. "We have to find Scott."

"Why, is he ok?" Rogue asked.

"It's not Scott…he's one of them." Ororo said.

"Oh no." Rogue said. "I…I saw him and Logan leave a while ago and…"

"This is not good." Ororo said. She grabbed one of the robots. "Alright, now we find Hank then." Rogue helped her carry the robot as they went in search of the furry blue man.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Logan asked, stopping the bike and climbing off as Scott started walking towards a dark, seemingly deserted building.

"Yeah, I'm sure." The other man replied.

"And how are you so sure?" Logan asked, slowly approaching him.

"Stop asking questions. The more time you waste doing that, the less time Grace has." Scott said. He started walking again but Logan grabbed him. Scott turned to face him.

"You don't care." Logan said. "You never showed any signs of actually wanting Grace around. You show up and then say we should get rid of her. What caused the change?"

"I don't know what you mean." Scott asked.

"Oh I'm sure you don't." Logan said. He swiftly stabbed Scott in the stomach and yanked his claws up through the man's torso. Scott barely flinched and he didn't even bleed. "You're just one of them."

"Give the man a prize!" Scott said, except it wasn't his voice. "Now that you finally figured it out…how about following him?"

"Who the hell are you?" Logan asked.

"In time, in time, but there's someone here I think you would like to see." Scott said. He turned and started into the building. Logan had no choice but to follow.

Grace whined as the shackles around her wrists tightened.

"You to be in pain my dear. You look far too relaxed." Her father said. Grace groaned. "Now…let's have a bit of fun before he gets here."

Yeah I know, short chapter. The next one will be longer.