Hiiihiiihiiii. ;D

So—I LUFF CHOO.

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I am soo full of lurveee. That's a GOOD thing, btw. Hehehe. :p

QUESTION:

Favorite…ermm…FRUIT?? :o

Orangggeee. :3

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And then Blair yelled out in pain when the man thrust one of the blades through her shoulder.

"Ouch—jerk!" Blair cried out as the man tore his knife from her shoulder. Her shoulder was now bleeding incredibly, but she was too furious that she'd just been attacked by a total stranger to really "feel" the pain.

"Blair—BLAIR—RUN!" Logan growled, beginning to run to Blair's side to assist her. "And don't touch him! He's got a lot of power! It'll kill you!"

Blair frowned slightly and jumped backwards as the man thrust another one of his knives at her. "Who is this guy?" she snarled.

"His name's Wade," Logan shouted. "Stryker's sc—" Logan cut himself off and shouted in rage, tackling Wade.

Wade shook his head, and teleported on top of Logan, thrusting his knives through Logan's back.

"Logan!" Blair cried horrifically, taking a step towards him. But Logan frantically waved his hand painfully at her, reminding her not to make skin contact with Wade.

Blair mumbled miserably under her breath, and tried to think of some way to help Logan. However, just as Wade was about to decapitate him, Victor growled and shoved Wade off of Logan.

Blair glared intensely at Victor, although he had just saved Logan. "Why are you helping?" she demanded, her tone venomous.

"Why are you alive?" Victor shot back, snarling grimly.

"Because I'm invincible," Blair mumbled sarcastically.

"Yeah, we'll see about that," Victor hissed threateningly, not catching the sarcasm.

"Logan!" Blair shouted, ignoring Victor. "How are we going to kill this guy?"

Logan's eyes narrowed. "I'll figure something out. You shouldn't be here, Blair! And get the hell off of this tower!"

"No!" Blair shouted automatically, her face tense.

"Why. Are. You. So. Stubborn?" Logan snarled as he and Victor began taking punches and slashes at Wade with their claws, who had promptly begun teleporting again.

"Back-to-Back," Victor suggested, shoving his back against Logan's.

However, they still weren't getting too far—for Wade's teleporting was quicker than their punches.

"I've got an idea," Logan snarled, still glaring weakly at Blair. "Victor, tackle him."

Victor nodded, smiled, revealing his canine teeth, and jumped at Wade with a cat-like pounce—but Wade's eyes lit up, and laser beams hit Victor in the chest, propelling him to the other side of the cooling tower, where he nearly toppled off.

"Arrgghh!" Logan growled viscously, his feral senses overcoming him out of frustration and rage. He outstretched his claws, sprinted at Wade, thrust his claws through him chest, and then pulled them out as Wade's eyes lit up. Thinking fast, he aimed his claws at his enemy's head—and sliced it off.

Logan's face twisted into some of sort of bitterly victorious smile, and he shoved Wade's decapitated body and head into the cooling tower. Wade's eyes were still emitting dangerous blasts of power, and they cut right through walls of the cooling tower.

Logan tore his eyes away from Wade, and looked to Blair. "You are dead later. DEAD, Blair!" he shouted.

Blair laughed nervously. "I expected as much…er, the asshole, I mean, Victor's falling off…." Her head rolled in the direction of Victor, and the piece of wall he was sitting on was beginning to break away from the cooling tower.

So Logan went to assist him. He grabbed his brothers' hand, helping him off of the broken piece of wall, and grimaced slightly. "This doesn't change anything between us, Victor—we're done," he said sternly.

Victor merely smirked. "We could never be done, Jimmy. We're brothers—and brothers look out for each other." Then his sly smirk formed into a smile, and he jumped off of the crumbling cooling tower, leaving Blair and Logan standing on top of it alone.

"Wait—wait," Blair spluttered disbelievingly. "You—you're just letting him go!?"

"He didn't kill Kayla," Logan reminded her simply. "I haven't got a reason—"

"Yeah, but he—he—he really killed my family," Blair said, beginning to get tearful.

"Blair," Logan sighed, resting his hand on her arm comfortingly, "I'm sorry. Now—let's go."

Parts of the cooling tower were crumpling beneath their feet, and when Blair didn't move, Logan grabbed her arm and jumped off of the cooling tower, landing with a rough thud on the ground.

Blair's shoulder had quit bleeding, thankfully, but now her heart ached. She didn't understand…she'd never wanted someone to be dead so much…but she absolutely loathed Victor…he'd taken so much from her. It hadn't been a trick…Logan was fortunate to have his family back…Blair wasn't….

Blair was so upset, that she hardly noticed a large chunk of concrete hurdling at both her and Logan. Logan's eyes widened as he backed up, his face constricted. Blair didn't do a thing. Her eyes sort of widened, but that was it…she was awfully preoccupied….

Just as the rock was about to crush both Blair and Logan, a figure lurched in front of it, and cracked it in half with a long stick.

A long stick. Right. Gambit.

"Miss me?" Gambit said smoothly, turning to face Logan and Blair with a smirk on his face.

Logan looked immensely relieved, and he actually smirked and laughed. "Oh God," he snorted.

Blair smiled feebly at Gambit. "Hey, Gambit—uhm, where's Danny?"

Gambit smiled back at Blair. "He's with Kayla and…erm…some girl…. He's the one who sent me to help."

Blair's mood brightened the tiniest bit, and she abruptly hugged Gambit. "Well—you're okay—that's good. I was worried. Logan was too, but he won't admit it." She winked.

"Of course he won't," Gambit laughed.

Logan laughed, then he hesitated for a moment, and his expression suddenly became very serious. "Gambit, there are some kids trying to get off of the island. Go help them."

Gambit obeyed immediately and took off.

Then Logan turned, and he saw Kayla on the ground, bleeding horribly. "Kayla!" he gasped, rushing to her side.

"Logan…" Kayla whispered, "I'm s-so cold…."

Logan's scrutinized Kayla's face, and then lifted her up in his strong arms. "You'll be okay—we'll get you help. Blair—you coming?" he said, glancing sideways over his shoulder at Blair.

"And?" Blair persisted impatiently.

Logan groaned weakly. "Danny, Kira…you can come, too…I guess…."

"Thank you," Danny and Kira both answered bitterly.

So…it was all over…the mutants were saved…Victor was gone (for now)…and Kayla wasn't dead….

BAM. A gun shot. A bullet. A bullet that hit Logan in the back, causing him to fall to his knees and drop Kayla to the ground.

Or maybe it wasn't over quite yet….

Logan turned sharply, while Kayla clutched her wound again.

There was Stryker, a gun in his hand, his finger on the trigger and pointed at Logan.

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So—WHATS GONNA HAPPEN?

Will it end like it has in the movie? Or will I twist it? Buahaha.

-ahem- Review. (: