Hiiiii. :D

I'm back from vacation. :]

Yayyy. It was fun. Except now I'm sun burnt…

But whatever. XD

I have a questionnnn. :]]]

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BAND?

Well, I adore, ADOREEE, Panic at the Disco, Flyleaf, Paramore, and 3 Doors Down.

Of course, I like other bands too. [Evanescence, Fireflight, Daughtry….] but those four are my favvvv.

Allll rightyy. Have fun reading. :P

PS: Blair is thirteen. XP

"Easily?" Logan's eyes widened in rage. "You killed Kayla," he shrieked.

"You would've outlived her anyway," Victor reminded him casually. "It's not that big of a loss."

And that was the last straw. Logan lunged at him.

"You took her from me!" shrieked Logan, pinning his brother to the wall. Victor wasn't even fighting back. Not yet….

"You'll get over it," Victor assured him coolly. "Not caring about things is in your blood." His smirked widened as he was speaking.

Logan clenched his teeth together. "I'm not like you! I do care!" he shouted furiously.

"Surrre you do," Victor snorted in disbelief.

Logan growled with fury and lunged his claws towards Victor's chest, so Victor finally decided to fight back. He lifted Logan up by his shirt and thrust him across the room where he smacked into Gambit, who was leaned up against the wall.

Gambit's eyes fluttered open after that. He wobbled as he stood up, but he did successfully manage to get back on his feet. "What'd I miss? Where's Blair? Did you send her off?" he asked rather weakly.

Logan nodded feebly and said through clenched teeth while glaring intently at Victor, "Any more questions?"

Gambit managed to smirk slightly. "Need help kicking his ass?" He pointed across the room to Victor.

"Hardly. Catch up with Blair," he instructed Gambit.

"You sure you don't want help?" Gambit replied, unconvinced of Logan's confidence..

"I'm sure," Logan snarled. "Besides, I want to be the one to kill him…." He continued to glare at Victor who was still across the room, smirking.

Gambit was close to objecting to Logan's decision, but he decided against himself and sprinted out the door. Maybe if Blair hadn't gone too far off yet he could still catch up to her easily….

So Logan and Victor were the only two breathing beings left standing in the blood splattered waiting room. It was gravely quiet for a minute before Victor decided to speak up.

"Well, your move, Jimmy," he challenged, his nails lengthening themselves.

Logan half smirked. "Great," he said quietly. Only a second later he was tearing through the waiting room and towards Victor, his claws outstretched in front of him. Before Victor knew what had hit him, he'd been thrust through the waiting room wall.

[Bwahaha. Violence. XP]

[Blair and Danny]

It hardly took any time at all to make it to the hotel after Blair and Danny had left the thick woods. The woods were honestly the only challenge. All together it had been, eh, maybe a two hour walk.

However, as soon as Danny checked into the shabby, broken down motel, Blair collapsed onto her bed. "I'm exhausted," she yawned.

Danny took a seat on the other bed at the other end of the room. "Me too," he admitted feebly. Tears were swimming in his eyes quite randomly, and Blair knew that it was because of his grandmother. She didn't say anything, though. She didn't think that Danny would like it very much if she pointed out the obvious, which was that he was crying….

"Hey," she said, trying to direction his mind on something else. "Do you want to help me with homework?" she asked sheepishly.

"Homework?" Danny snorted, the tears slowly retreating from his puffy eyes. "How do you have homework? It's July."

"Well…it's not really homework. It's a summer math packet…remember that?" she replied quietly. "And I'm not very good in math…."

"I see," Danny mumbled, getting off his bed and sitting down next to Blair on hers. "But what if you…I dunno…don't go back to school. And I don't mean…die or anything…what if you switch schools?"

Blair sighed indifferently. "Why would I switch schools? Well…um…" Her voice trailed off. She hadn't given much thought to what she would do after this whole thing was over, that is, if it ever did end. But she didn't know where she was going to go. Her parents were gone, and so was her godfather. She could stay with either her brother or sister…but she knew there was a better chance of pigs flying than them actually taking care of her…. "Let's not talk about this," she murmured softly, "let's just do the math." She removed a pencil from her back pocket and starting scribbling down answers to equations.

"All right," Danny agreed. "Ah…2 times x minus 4? That's easy…." He scribbled down the answer in the packet. "So…uh…did I tell you that I…kind of…dropped out of school?"

Blair's eyes trailed upwards and she stared at Danny disbelievingly. "What?"

"Yeah…"

"Why?" Blair demanded. "You're fourteen, Dan. You're not even old enough to drop out…."

"As far as the government knows…I'm being home schooled," he explained quietly.

"But you're not," Blair said automatically. It wasn't a question, it was an assumption. "Well, why'd you leave?"

"Well…the mutant thing…it sort of shocked me…. I was acting really jumpy and couldn't focus in school, so my mom just let me leave," he told her.

"Oh yeah…you left school a month early…I remember that…. Is that why? The mutant thing?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah," Danny said shortly. "I freaked out."

Blair hesitated before speaking again, "Wait…you don't think I'll switch schools…" she murmured, "you don't want me to go back…."

Danny looked up at her, his face reddening to a dark scarlet color. "Looks like you've got it all figured out…."

"Why do you care if I go back to school?" Blair replied, dropping her pencil out of her hand.

"I dunno…" Danny admitted. "What if we…were home schooled together or something? I mean, we're both the same…we're both mutants…."

"I have to go back to school, Dan," Blair said sternly. "I wouldn't survive being home schooled. Really, I wouldn't. Do you expect me to stay home all day? I don't think so…." She let a smile curl her lips. "You should go back to school," she suggested.

Danny looked up sharply. "Yeah…but I mean…what if the, uh, other kids find out?"

"So?" Blair replied harshly. "Why would that matter to anyone? And even if it did matter to the other kids, it wouldn't matter to me…" she explained sheepishly.

'Well, of course, you're a mutant," Danny mumbled. "But my…other friends…they might…" his voice slipped off and he stared at Blair, hoping for her to say something.

Blair sighed and said sternly, "Listen. People have to accept you for who you are. If they can't, they're not real friends. Besides, you don't even look like a mutant. You look like a totally 'average' person," she said truthfully, putting air quotes over the word 'average.'

Danny smiled gratefully. "Guess you're right…" he admitted queasily. "I'll think about going back to school. Anyway, I wanted to—"

Danny was cut off as there was a harsh, loud knock at the door.

Danny and Blair both stared at each other, their eyes absorbed in nervousness.

"Who is it?" squeaked Blair.

"Blair? Blair? It's Gambit," said the voice casually.

Blair sucked in a sharp breath of relief and said, "Oh, come in."

The door flew open and Gambit stood there, grimacing.

Blair stood up from the bed. "How'd you get here so fast? Where's Logan?"

"I didn't get here fast," Gambit said automatically. "I was walking for two hours. You must've lost track of time. I figured you'd come here…it's the most comfortable place for miles…."

"Where's Logan?" Blair repeated anxiously.

"Dunno," Gambit murmured, shaking his head. "Last I saw him he was still at the hospital, trying to kick his brothers ass."

"And you just left him there?" croaked Blair.

"He didn't want help," Gambit defended. "I offered it, I swear. He wouldn't take it. He said, 'I want to be the one to kill Victor.'"

Blair shook her head hopelessly. "He's overly confident! He's going to get himself killed!"

"I doubt that. He's stronger than Victor now, remember?" he said, rolling his eyes unconvincingly.

"I don't care," Blair spat. "He could still get himself killed. Or kidnapped. Or…or something."

"Well…what are we supposed to do? Go back?" Gambit replied sarcastically.

"No," Blair sighed, settling down a little bit. "No…we…we'll wait until tomorrow…if he doesn't come back, we'll go after him."

"Nice plan," Gambit agreed immediately. "So…uh…where do I sleep?"

Blair snickered uneasily and pointed to the floor. "Floor, meet Gambit, Gambit, meet floor."

[With Logan]

Both Victor and Logan toppled to the ground, feeling exhausted. Victor was more cut up than Logan was, but Logan was more exhausted.

"All right, Jimmy," Victor panted. "We've been fighting for two hours. One of us has got to finish the other off." He smirked weakly and stood back up on his feet. "I'll be happy to do the honors if you're not up to it."

Logan, who was still filled with fury and doubted whether it would ever drain, stood up too. "I'd like to do the honors. But thanks for the offer, bro," he sneered.

"Whatever you say," Victor said simply, sprinting at his brother hastily and harshly.

Logan dodged his brothers feeble attack, and Victor went flying into the only still standing wall, embedding his nails into the plaster.

"Nice move," Logan said stiffly, rolling his eyes scornfully.

Victor said nothing in return. He tore his claws from the wall, destroying it in the process, and went after Logan again.

"I think you're right, bro," Logan said exhaustedly, dodging his brothers attack once again. "This would be a good time to end our fighting. This is stupid." He smiled grimly and lunged himself at Victor, using up all his strength as he smacked him into the wall and there was a cracking sound.

And then Victor seemed to have blacked out.

"I win," murmured Logan. At first, he thought he'd gotten rid of Victor for good, but he quickly realized that he shouldn't assume that. Victor wouldn't be taken down so easily….

Unfortunately, Logan was exhausted from the non stop two hour battle with his brother. He collapsed to the ground. Maybe he'd finish off Victor later…he was exhausted…and what about Blair? Was she okay? And he even thought about Gambit for a second…had he bled to death on his way to find Blair and Danny?

But at the same time, he wanted to badly just to finish his brother off. But Blair…and Gambit…what was he supposed to do?

So he stood up from the ground, wobbling as he did. Victor seemed to stir a little bit, which disappointed Logan. He wished that he had died…he wanted him gone….

But as Victor began to fully awake from unconsciousness, Logan sprinted out of the wrecked hospital. If he had to fight his brother again, it would be an ever lasting battle. As of now, they matched each other's strength. They were both strong…both near invincible…there was no clear stand out to who would win in a final match…but Logan felt weak, what if he lost? What would happen to Blair? Not that he cared…pftt.

So Logan kept running until he felt that he was far enough to the hospital that had fallen into ruins. Soon enough, he disappeared into the darkened woods as the sun began to peak over the horizon. It must've been five AM….

That was a really stupid ending. XP Haha.

Anyway, I should've just killed Victor off. Bwahaha.

Whatever! :D

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PS: IGNORE ANY TYPOS, MISSED WORDS, ERRORS, OR SPELLING MISTAKES. XD