FERAL EDGE

DAYLIGHT

Disclaimer: M-X, or the WWE – Don't own 'em.

The arena corridors were long, and wide like so many she'd traveled. Their steps were silent along the dark floor, giving way to the hum of air conditioners and other low buzzes. She knew it'd be a matter of time before they actually met up with the Dominion and old allies fought hard- especially when they knew your moves. So she was patient as only a former agent could be. And he was content to drink her in.

Edge kept a few feet behind, watching the raven- haired woman take in her surroundings. And while obviously not feral, there was a sort of 'second nature' to her actions. The large feral caught everything from the arch in an eyebrow, to her ears perking at a sound. It was becoming harder for him to hide the smirk on his face.

She'd definitely be worth the chase.

Jordan had no idea what she was in for. And that only made the man hungrier.

"I think we're clear to the garage…" She began. "It should give Adam some options to get you guys out."

"And what about you?" The blonde nearly growled. "I don't think Vince would want to leave you behind."

"I can take care of myself. Believe me, breaking out is nothing new." The large blonde walked up behind her, purposely standing too close. Jordan arched an eyebrow before crossing her arms. "Is there something you want, Edge?"

The tall blonde leaned down to growl in her ear, a muscular arm wrapping her narrow waist. "It's been awhile since we've had time alone." He began. "And I figure…If we have to fight our way out, then why not enjoy the time we have. How about that?"

"How about 'no'." She replied. "Look, the Dominion is nothing to play with. We'll need anytime we get to strategize." She easily pulled from him before moving to head in back the way they came. "Besides, I know you well enough. You're involved with someone else."

The only thing that came to his mind was Hunter. As of right then, he was sure that was the one person who knew. The handsome feral suddenly frowned up. He had to be the one who said something. "Jordan…I never told you about me and Lita."

The woman's reaction showed him his mistake. She turned around wide-eyed to him. "I never said I knew 'who' it was."

"Like it matters." The feral replied. "Not since you've started struttin' your ass around Randy. Oh wait! I mean Brennan?"

Her eyes narrowed at him, yet her demeanor remained calm. "Like I said, we can't afford to waste time. Be with whom you want to."

Edge reached out snatching her arm, and bringing the woman back to him. The situation became more apparent when he raised her hand; the slender COMM link gleamed between them. The man's lips wrapped around her finger before he reached to pull the ring off. Jordan watched as it flew across the room. "I think there's plenty of time." He began. "You see, I get you. You know me and I know you, so that makes us even. We may understand each other's mutancies, but no smart person tells any one everything. You can heal from anything, but that doesn't mean you can heal immediately from everything." His groan was deep against her ear. "All it takes is the right kind of attack."

Dark eyes glared up at him, empty of any fear. She remained silent while he snatched her close. "And sense you are elemental, like your old boy toy." Edge flung her into a nearby water cooler, knocking them both over and dousing her with water. "Getting wet could be a problem."

Jordan pulled herself up from the floor, a smirk dancing on her face. "That's good." She replied sarcastically. "And to think, I actually wanted to do you."

"We're getting to that."

"Well, there's one thing you didn't think of. I'm a regenerative elemental; my powers adapt to support my healing capabilities." The smile faded from Edge's face as she raised a very wet hand, lit with a white hot flame. "Water, can't hurt me."

That's when he lunged at her, a large shoulder connecting with her stomach. They went flying into a nearby crate, only for Jordan to send him back into the wall with a kick of her heel. Standing up, she watched Edge's eyes go feral. The woman blew hair out of her face before lunging at him. What the hell, she thought. We can take a few minutes.

"Well, this sucks." Lexa exhaled. She walked the isle between several lower sections of arena seating. Jesse and Brennan had secured the entrance way and now roamed sections adjacent to hers. "I just checked in with Shal. She and Hunter have the athletes in the locker rooms."

"And?" Brennan said while walking over.

"They're pissed. Guys if the Dominion gets into this central area, things could get ugly- fast."

"Well, we've scrubbed out ugly before." Jesse smirked. "It's all about figuring out how."

"Yeah, and how quick." The elemental smirked. "So, who are you guys looking at?"

Jesse frowned when exchanging glances with Lexa. "For what?"

"This whole setup. It has to be an inside job. Do you really believe that Adam would escape from the Dominion, only to put an underground of unknowns at risk? He's hiding something and there has to be someone here, on the inside who knows something else."

"I agree. " The brunette replied. "But who? I mean we have to defeat the Dominion and do it in a way that keeps RAW active as a show- which means keeping all these wrestlers alive. How do we handle it if one of them is an insider?"

"That's a good question." Brennan replied. "So, like I said, who looks good for this? I mean who is right in our face?"

"Well, we know who you want us to say." Jesse replied. "Look, Sparky, whether Hunter is in on this or not, Shalimar may stick with him. We have to accept that."

"I don't have to accept shit." The taller man muttered. "Look, what about Vince?"

"Not anymore," Lexa interrupted. "I don't believe he'd sabotage his legacy. But I do believe there's something that he's hiding. Apparently, he didn't tell Jordan everything he knew about Adam, but it doesn't make to the man two-sided. Not to me, any way."

The molecular exhaled before running a hand through his hair. "Not to mention he is protective of J."

"Right... how about the others?"

"The only person who doesn't sit right with me is Edge." Brennan muttered. "And now that I think about it, things are adding up. He's the first to reach out when she gets here and they've been close ever since. And he's been pretty tight with Hunter lately."

"And how does that work for you?" Jesse smirked.

"He's banging Lita."

"What?" Lexa gasped. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah. Orton told me." The elemental replied. "They've been going at it a few months. So…"

"So, he'd possibly not have the best intentions with J." The molecular added.

"Bastard! I sat down and actually asked him about her!" Lexa hissed. "He lied to my face!"

"Well, I never liked him either." Jesse added. "But I doubt he's in on something with the Dominion. We should look at this for what it is: Adam and Vince were tight back in the day. Adam told Vince of the aspirations he wanted for his DNA research and since they were loyal to each other, Vince used his business as an underground for undetected new mutants. Some people are that loyal."

"Yeah," Lexa replied. "But no one's more loyal than…Oh, my God!" The woman sat down on one of the nearby seats, her mouth open in shock. "Guy's we've been looking at what was in front of us- when we should have checked out what wasn't there."

"You got me there." Brennan said while folding his arms.

"Adam and Vince are closer than friends. They're like family." She began.

Jesse nodded before sitting on the back of an adjacent chair. "Right…"

"Look, they've been friends since they were young. And that would mean that they know each other's families. Guys think about it; why would Vince support Adam in such extreme studies? He'd have nothing to gain from genetic research until subjects were fully developed. And I don't believe he was thinking on that so far back."

"So?" Brennan shrugged.

"So," Jesse interrupted. "He had to be in on it for something important, or someone." The blonde molecular rolled his eyes in realization. "Jordan came on when Vince's kids, Shane and Stephanie stepped down to work behind the scenes…maybe it was because one of them had to."

"Guys, he was in on this, to find a cure." Lexa exhaled

"Shit!" The elemental exhaled. "One of Vince's kids is a mutant."

Five minutes later, Jordan and Edge were still thrashing around in the arena catacombs. The woman had yet to use her powers and somehow managed to keep him at bay. But the man was hungry, and she knew if he got her down, his feral side would kick into overdrive. She'd be meat for the feeding, so to speak. She had to admit, he was far more agile than the woman first thought. And being leaner than the other wrestlers only gave him an advantage. He kept raining boots and punches onto her, snickering the whole time. "I am glad you heal fast. It'd be ashamed to fuck you all busted up."

That did it. Rolling her hands in a signature Brennan move, a curl of flame danced along her fingers and before he could stand, she ripped it into his chest.

But the bastard was quicker. Though the blast had hit, he'd managed to flip over the woman. Within seconds, a muscular arm slipped around her neck. "I don't care what you are. Nobody functions without air, sweetheart." With that, he sent Jordan spine first into the concrete, sheer impact ringing through her body. It had been the hit he was looking for. Standing above the woman, Edge grinned viciously down at his victory.

Slowly, he began to lean forward. "Now, where were we?"

What little oxygen she had left went into a final blast, sending Edge flying over her and into a wall, knocking the feral unconscious. Knowing it'd be a luxury to pass out right then, Jordan pulled herself to sit up. It tempted her to leave him for the Dominion, especially with their sick love for fresh subjects. But, it would only open a feeding ground between them and RAW. Moving to kneel, the woman closed her eyes, letting the pain pass.

"What the hell!" Randy yelled when he saw her. Suddenly, the large man was running up. His eyes took in the cuts and bruises fading between slashes of ripped clothing. Then he saw Edge. "J, - Did he do this to you?"

"Yeah," She replied while looking around, her dark eyes finally fell on the glistening object near a shattered crate.

"What did he do to you?" Orton nearly barked before pulling her to her feet. Jordan leaned against him for the moment, running a hand through her hair. "J?"

"Nothing." She began before walking to get the COMM link.

"Jordan, I can smell him on you." The feral snarled.

"He didn't do anything." She replied while glancing over at the unconscious Edge. "But we can't leave him."

"You want to take him back to the locker rooms?" He snarled. "Leave his ass here!"

"Randy, please. We're losing time doing this. You know we can't leave him." She looked up at the dark feral, suddenly smiling at the concern in his eyes. "Please, help me."

The "Legend Killer" exhaled before, leaning down to throw Edge over his shoulder. "Yeah, whatever…I'll kick his ass later."

"And I appreciate it." She replied before raising the link. "Come in, Adam."

"Jordan! Thank God! You were supposed to check in five minutes ago!"

"Yeah, well, sorry. Look I made it to the garage catacombs, but I don't know how much time we'll have."

"That's fine, just get back here. The others are on their way." The doctor replied. "And if you see the Dominion, don't confront them. Drawing their teams inward may be our only option."

Jordan moved to speak, but paused when one of the garage doors started to open. Orton narrowed his eyes at the light before she began to pull him back into the tunnels. "Adam, I think you just got your wish."