Chapter 2
They drove in silence for 20 minutes when Logan decided to break the awkward silence.
"Where you from?" he asked casually.
She hesitated, wondering if she could trust this burly man. Not yet. "North." was all she said.
Logan gripped the steering wheel tightly and rubbed his forehead. He was trying to get her to trust him. "I'm from Canada."
She raised an eyebrow at him but kept silent. She could tell when people were lying and he wasn't. It was the first time in a long time she felt guilty. She cleared her throat and said, "I'm from out of the country too." She still wasn't answering the question but it was the best the poor girl could do. She gripped her stomach where she feel it still bleeding on the bandage. Another scar.
She flashed back to when it happened. "I'm not scared of you." Carmen said as she stood with her pocket knife ready to fight.
"You should be. We've been looking for you for a very long time," the other woman sneered. She whipped her whip right across Carmen's stomach surprising her. But she didn't scream. Carmen never screamed.
It was a blur as Carmen jumped on the dumpster in agony and then proceeded to jump on the woman and stab her in the heart. Easy, but there would be more.
Carmen came back to reality as Logan continued to call her name. He was reaching to nudge her and she flinched. He gave her sad eyes and then kept driving. She hated being touched. She squeezed her stomach again and that's when her instincts kicked in. We're being followed. "Logan-" she started. This poor man was going to get killed because of her. However the truck that ran them off the road cut her off.
Logan had immediately gotten out the car with his hands in fists. Carmen was slowly exiting the car in pain.
"Wolverine, we have been looking for you," said a hispanic man in a suit coming out of the backseat of the car along with other men all armed. Realization slapped Carmen in the face. Logan was the Wolverine. He was the man who saved all mutants and humans about 30 years ago. He was a mutant like her.
Carmen went into a mode where all pain disappeared as she put her hands on her jacket pockets around the knife. When the hispanic man saw her he looked surprised. "You're a little old for her don't you think?" he sneered.
If only he knew. Carmen thought. Logan growled in response. She couldn't understand why he wasn't attacking. She would've helped. However she was still surprised by the fact they looking for him and not her.
So when the men took them into hostage Carmen played along in being a human.
Logan had no choice but to go into custody. If he had fought Carmen would've been killed instantly. Or so he thought. They were rushed into the truck where men aimed guns at their faces. Shortly they arrived at a warehouse where more men with guns waited for them. Pushed into side by side chairs in handcuffs the hispanic man came in front of them. Carmen had already picked her handcuffs and was ready to fight any second. the man tilted her head up in amusement.
"You look so confident yet you are in handcuffs and Wolverine is chained to the floor," he said.
She remained in silence. The man slapped her and Logan jerked his chains. Carmen barely flinched. She was still in the mode. "You're a tough human that's for sure," he said. "Take care of her Antonio." Again Logan jerked on the chains in frustration. I guess now is the time to show myself. Carmen thought as she sneered and was lifted from her seat. As they lifted her above ground she broke her hand cuffs in one swift movement and flipped herself so that the man carrying her was being strangled by her thighs around his neck. The man had barely even realized what was happening it went by so fast. Carmen proceeded to break every man's neck in the room except for the one obviously in charge. She walked like a predator to him and he was just about to scream as he turned to run but she grabbed him and slit his throat from behind.
Logan was looking at her in shock. It was a new look for him that was for sure. He had barely seen anything because she obviously had super speed but when she pounced on the man he realized she had killed every man in he room except for him. She gripped her stomach like she had in the truck and walked over to him. She picked his handcuffs to the floor with her bloody knife. "I obviously never had to worry about you getting killed," Logan said as he rubbed his wrists.