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Question…hmm…what's your favorite…animal?

Mine is—er, I dunno. I like cats, I guess. xD

How about Zebras? Yeah, Zebras. That's it. ;P

"That's—" Logan started to say. However, he never concluded his sentence—because he was interrupted by a piercing scream that emitted from the distance. And it wasn't Gambit's scream—it was a female scream.

It was Emma's.

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"Er—was that Emma?" Danny said slowly, not sounding even slightly concerned.

"Hmm…think so," Logan mumbled, "too bad, let's get Gambit."

"Logan!" Blair said sternly. "You're just gonna let your brother kill Emma?"

"Um…yeah," Logan assured her, nodding slowly and raising his eyebrows. "What? I shouldn't let her get torn to pieces?"

"Well…," Blair mumbled, thinking the situation over. "She—I—well—it—I don't know."

"Might I remind you that she wanted you to die?" Danny butted in, sounding appalled.

"Yeah…but…but still…," Blair replied quietly, gnawing on her lip. Emma emitted another piercing scream, and Blair shuddered. "Okay, I'm going to be the better person and save her."

"Hell no you're not!" Logan snarled, gripping Blair by her torn sleeve (so he was careful not to give her his power). "You're not going to try and fight Victor—he just tried to kill you for God's sake. He'll be furious you're not dead."

"Well I'm not going to just let him kill Emma. She's my sister," Blair argued, her eyes gleaming with irritation.

"Blair—" Logan began, groaning. "Listen—arghh—fine—I'll save her, you stay behind."

Blair's eyes widened slightly, surprised that Logan had given in so easily. She eyed Logan interestedly before saying, "No, you won't. You're just saying that. You'll let her die…."

Logan threw his hands up in the air after Blair spoke, looking and sounding exasperated. "Why do you care so much about her? She wanted you dead. She let Victor go after you. She deserves to die."

"Why do I care so much?" Blair clarified, rolling her eyes scornfully, "because, unlike you, I'm not obsessed with revenge," she concluded curtly.

Logan snorted as if Blair had just said the most ridiculous thing in the world, then said, "I am not obsessed."

Blair's eyes narrowed. "Danny?" she asked, turning to face him, "is Logan obsessed?"

Danny laughed humorlessly before saying, "Definitely."

"All right, I get the point," said Logan irritably. "Listen—I'll go save your sister, all right? Just please stay here, Blair." Logan's eyes were full of pure pleading, which was unbelievable to Blair, so she nodded in agreement. Logan took off full-speed out of site to assist Emma.

"So." Blair turned to Danny, eager to take full advantage of this time alone with him. They hadn't been able to talk freely to each other around Logan.

"So," Danny replied simply, smiling broadly. He took Blair's hand in his and added, "Happy fourteenth birthday."

Blair giggled oddly, blushing furiously. "Thank you. Hey—when's your birthday?"

"October twenty-second. I'll be fifteen." He smiled.

"Hey, that's exactly three months from today. Hmm, July twenty-second—October twenty-second—I knew we had a connection," Blair joked, the redness in her face dying down a bit.

"Right," Danny agreed, still smiling. He tightened his grip on Blair's hand and added quietly, "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you something—"

But before Danny could, Logan reappeared next to Blair, his face pale, and Emma's lifeless corpse clutched in his hands. He dropped her to the ground and said, "She was dead when I found her…."

The color drained from Blair's face. Seeing her sister's bloody, mangled body lying at her feet was a truly hideous sight to behold. Not to mention that, for some odd reason, she now felt the extreme urge to cry.

But why? Emma had wanted her dead…she'd wanted her out of her life…but Blair still seemed to care that Victor had gotten rid of her. Tears began to leak out of her eyes, and Logan seemed to notice, but he said nothing. Danny was behind Blair, so it was impossible for him to see her now-wet eyes….

"Er—I'm sorry," Logan said finally, obviously struggling with the fact that Blair was feeling sadness towards her now-deceased psycho sister.

Blair wiped her eyes and pretended she hadn't heard Logan. She felt almost ashamed of crying over her sister….

"Um—w-we need to—to get Gambit," Blair stammered, sounding slightly panicked. "No—no—Victor's probably already left with him, uh…" her voice trailed off absently.

Logan nodded, agreeing entirely, and nudged Emma's body behind a tree. "Sorry, Blair—we haven't got time for a proper burial."

"Not that she deserves one," Blair had to admit, sniffing as tears crept into her eyes once more.

Danny saw Blair's tears this time, so he tightened his grip on her hand. However, as soon as Logan seemed to notice, he let go, smiling innocently.

"Watch it, bub," Logan hissed, glaring fiercely at Danny.

Danny laughed nervously. "Stop what?" he questioned, playing dumb.

Logan appeared as if he was ready to rip Danny apart, so Blair butted in carefully, "Er—how do we get to the island? Gambit was our guide…."

Logan tore his gaze away from Danny and replied, "He mentioned something about it. He said it's an island 'hidden in plain site.' So…now we've just got to figure out what that means…."

"I—I think I know what he meant," Danny said abruptly, but sounding slightly unsure. "There's an island a few day's time away from here—it's one of those islands with nuclear power plants…. How many people go snooping around nuclear power plants?"

Blair smiled widely, and even Logan's mouth seemed to twitch.

"That's a good suggestion, Danny," Blair complimented, some color returning to her whitened face. "Logan?" she added, looking to Logan for his approval.

"Well," Logan said, sounding half-way confident, "I say, let's go for it. Now we just have to figure out what direction to go in. Danny?"

"I don't know. I just know that there's an island—I don't know where," Danny admitted sheepishly.

"Well," Blair suggested, "maybe—AH!"

Blair collapsed to the ground, her hands grasping her head painfully, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Blair!" both Danny and Logan gasped, rushing to her side. Danny grasped Blair's trembling hand, and this time—Logan didn't comment.

"Blair, what's the matter?" Logan pleaded as tears crawled down Blair's cheeks.

"Y-you—don't—h-hear—it?" Blair whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Hear what?" Logan asked, sounding highly concerned. "Blair—say something—what do you hear? What's wrong?"

"It's y-your brother—it's—it's Victor's v-voice…" Blair replied, closing her eyes and shaking harder than ever. "Oh, God!" Blair emitted a high pitched wail of pain and began sobbing.

"Blair…," Danny said carefully, his voice choked up as if holding back tears. "What hurts? Is it your head?"

Blair nodded rapidly and screamed in pain again. Victor's voice was becoming clearer as the pain in her head increased. She felt like an atomic bomb was exploding in her mind….

"You're gonna take me back to that Goddamn island, aren't you?" That wasn't Victor's voice. That was a confident, French accented voice. It was Gambit…had he awoken from unconsciousness? And why did it sound like he was whispering?

"Just be happy I'm not killing you." That was definitely Victor. For some reason, his voice sounded much more clear than Gambit's—but why?

"Blair? Blair?" That was Logan and Danny, pleading from beside her. But their voices were fading…fading…fading….

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Blair had fainted.

When she awoke, she was moving. Someone was carrying her. Her eyes flickered open cautiously…. Logan was the first to notice, for he was the one carrying her (being careful not to touch her skin, of course. :p)

"Blair!" he exclaimed, sounding immensely relieved. "Thank God…."

"Logan?" Blair said carefully, "er…why are you carrying me? Where are we going?"

"Well, I wasn't just gonna leave you in the woods. You fainted," Logan snorted, "and we had to get going if we were going to get to that island…."

"Blair!" Danny exclaimed, appearing from behind Logan. "Are you feeling all right?"

"Y-yeah," Blair stammered. Her head was still spinning, but she was no longer in pain. "Logan, let go."

Logan nodded and gently set Blair down on the ground. Blair brushed herself off before saying, "What happened back there?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing," Logan told her. "Why'd you suddenly—freak out?"

"I—I don't know," Blair admitted, walking slowly beside Danny and Logan. "Wait—how long was I out?"

"An hour," Logan said immediately, "give or take."

"Wow," Blair mumbled, shaking her dizzy head.

"So—what happened? What did you hear?" Danny asked curiously.

"I told you," Blair replied, sounding exasperated. "I could hear Victor's voice…Gambit's too, but only partially…it was like a whisper…but Victor's was as clear as could be…."

Logan and Danny exchanged curious expressions.

"We've really got to figure your power out, kid. It keeps getting more and more—er—unique," Logan said, sighing.

"Don't you mean more and more—annoying," Blair snorted, tucking her hair behind her ears.

"I was trying to be nice," Logan told her, smirking slightly.

"Right...," Blair mumbled, suddenly interested in another matter. "Have you found out how to get to the island?"

Logan nodded and pointed to the dirt road that they were following. Tire tracks were indented into the mud. "Those are Victor's car tracks. I figure following those will be our best bet."

"Good plan," Blair agreed, smiling feebly.

"Now, about your power," Logan went on, looking concerned. "We really do have to figure it out. So—voices—Victor's voice being the strongest—not to mention you've copied half of Victor's power—that all has to be connected. The only disconnected part is the healing…which is mine…I don't understand your power…it's confusing…." Logan shook his head.

"I know," Blair groaned. "Danny—any ideas?"

"About your power?" Danny said, his voice shaking, "no idea. But—I'm pretty sure there are a pair of eyes staring at us."

Blair and Logan both looked at Danny peculiarly, and he pointed to the bushes a few feet away from them. And he was right. There were a pair of bright, yellow eyes staring straight at them.

EYES? NO WAY!

AND WHAT'S WITH BLAIR'S POWER? AND VOICES? IS SHE INSANE!?

xD

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