Chapter 2
Logan walked into the room, silently simmering. He could smell Stryker, and his blood boiled. When he came into view he could see him standing over a hospital table, nurses working on the subject. It snapped back up when he said his name.
"Hello Logan." At the sound of his name his skeleton knives came out to expose themselves. His anger flared. His animal instincts were taking over. He didn't seem unfazed that he was here. That he was looking to kill him, he seemed quite calm. Instincts screaming at him that something was wrong until he smelt it.
Her scent.
His head reeled and swam with memories. He turned and there she was. Kayla. Beautiful and alive. His heart shuddered. He could feel Terra's heart do the same. She was never far from him. He hid his smile as his attention was back to the situation at hand. He was on the floor.
He couldn't support himself, after looking at her he felt as though he fell apart.
"Yes Logan. Kayla Silverfox is alive." His voice, how Logan wanted to shove his voice through Stryker's asshole. He was hyperventiling.
"She never loved you, she was only meant to keep on eye on you… you know her mutation is quite beautiful. She can influence anyone to do whatever she wants by touching them, her sister also has a very unique mutation…" she was crying. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Terra's voice in the back of his telling him it was lie. Trust Terra.
"I thought about… that story you told me, and the moon and the trickster. And the moon having a lover. I had it all wrong didn't I…? I was the fool and you were the trickster…. And to think I thought I was your wolverine" his words crashed her heart into a million pieces. He blocked out Terra. Stryker looked on in amusement. Logan stood up and walked past her, not even touching her.
"I ignored my instincts once; I will never do it again." He walked out the door. His nose flared as he searched for Terra. As he walked another direction he could hear Kayla scream. His feet moved on their own as they raced into the room. Back to Stryker, back to Kayla.
As he entered he saw her lying there, by his brother's feet. His anger flared. He screamed a feral growl as he lunged forward. Victor prepared himself and entered attack mode as well. They fought hard. Pushing him back they crashed through some glass and Logan flung Victor down into the other room. Landing on his back.
He jumped down and dug his metal claws into him. He let out a sick growl. A perverted laugh escaped his lips.
"Feels good doesn't it… all that rage…" Logan slightly twisted the blades. Victor took in a sharp intake of breath as he grimaced.
"You're not an animal, Logan." Came Kayla's angelic voice.
"Yes you are." Fired Victor's cocky voice.
"Do it. Come on. Do it." His mouth had blood on it. Logan roughly took out his blades, causing Victor to grimace again. Then he punched him in the jaw hard, knocking him out. Then he took out his other pair of claws.
Then Kayla was behind him.
"Logan… my sister... They have my sister." Her voice was pleading.
"They also have others here." He nodded and took her hand and ran towards the heavy metal doors caging in the other mutants. He slashed open the doors and they walked in. they were all in cages. All tied up specifically for their mutations. It pissed him off. Then at the end laid Terra, half unconscious.
He released his claws as he ran down the narrow space between the cages, swiping the locks to shreds. Then he stopped at hers. Hers was more complicated. He shredded the lock. Causing shocks to spread through Terra's body. Her body tremored and she screamed.
"Sorry Kid." He whispered as he tore at her restraints. Causing even more electricity to run through her body. When he removed them all, he caught her body as she fell into his arms. She shook.
"Logan, it's so nice to see you." She snuggled her head into his shoulder. He hoisted her up. He looked back at the others coming out of their cages. Kayla hugged her sister tightly; she grabbed her face and kissed her cheeks. Tears sprang to her eyes. His eyes crinkled as he smiled. She looked over at him. He held out his hand as he held Terra in his arms.
Kayla smiled as she saw Terra. She rubbed her back as she took Logan's hand. Worry filled her for Terra, but she was strong, just tired.
They headed to the exit. The huge iron doors opened up. Light spread across the room. Logan could feel Terra shudder in his arms. He looked up and noticed that someone walked in. shirtless, pale, lines spread across his body. He was bald, his eyes wide. He was beyond feral. He was deadly.
He grabbed another strong mutant and put Terra in his hands.
"Take her! Kayla get out of here! Take the others and get to safety!" his voice came out demanding. She nodded, but she wasn't about to lose him again. He turned back to the threat that started menacingly walking towards him.
The other mutants ran in the other direction. Made it through some doors. Then there were people waiting for them. They started firing at them, they didn't have any coverage. Emma's, a blonde girl, Kayla's sister, skin turned to dazzling diamonds and she deflected the bullets. They backed up against the wall.
Terra stirred. Her eyes narrowed as she stood up. Her eyes glowed, hands raised.
"Go! I have a barrier around you!!!" she screamed. The others took off. Emma looked back at Kayla. She shook her head.
"I am going with him. You go. Please." Their eyes fell on each other memorizing the other. It would be the last time they ever saw each other. After then Emma turned around and headed after the others. Then Terra put her hands down and her eyes stopped glowing. She was panting.
She fell down to Kayla's side. Her hand was covering her stomach, she was bleeding. Their eyes met, and they held sadness. Terra took her hand and covered the wound.
Her eyes glowed as did her hands. The amount of blood pouring through wound stopped, but she was too weak to keep the shot wound from being fatal. She fell back. Exhausted but she knew she had to push forward.
She reached forward and took Kayla's arm and wrapped it around her. She hoisted her up.
"Let's go. Logan's waiting. We can't lose him again... Can we?" her smile was fake, but she did her best to keep the mood light. Silverfox let out a small laugh, but stopped as her body screamed at her in pain. She hugged Terra closer to her body, she loved this girl.
Terra held up most of Kayla's weight as they made their way to Logan. She could see him, fighting Wade, or known now as Deadpool. Then as they walked, a vision hit her… today; his memories would leave his brain. Forever lost. Stryker would shoot him with an adamantium bullet. Her heart shuddered. She reached her mind out and connected it with Logan's. His immediate thoughts went straight to the savings she made for him already.
She made their way to him, outside, by the fake nuclear pillars. She looked up, Kayla followed her gaze. They were up there. Fighting on top of the nuclear buildings plants. Terra led Kayla farther in. then she laid her down safely and tried to heal her some more.
Kayla's hand enveloped Terra's.
"Don't try so hard. I am going to die anyway." Her glowing eyes snapped up.
"I know. I am trying to make you live longer. For him. For me." Her glowing tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Today, he will forget us. He will forget himself, and everything he has ever been." Terra whispered under her breath. Kayla just looked at her confused, but didn't say anything. She let her do what she wanted. Her words had cut her. She was going to die. Those words didn't fit, they didn't matter. He did.
Her eyes traveled up to see his and 2 others, fighting. She leaned back again, the pain searing her gut, but softened slightly by Terra's healing.
"Who else is up there?" her voice came out in a ragged terrorized breath.
"Victor Creed and Deadpool… Wade Wilson." She said nonchalantly. Deadpool, weapon XI. Stryker's greatest mutant creation. A weapon to search and destroy all other mutants.
It was silent between them for a while.
"What did you mean… about Logan forgetting?" Terra stopped her useless battle for Kayla's life, no matter how much she wanted her to live… she wouldn't.
"I have seen a vision. Long ago. Before we met you that Logan would lose his memory. He would search for answers, but he would never find them. He wouldn't find anything but glimpses to those pieces of shattered memories. And it's going to be today… I have seen it. Stryker doesn't want him to remember what's happened here, so he will shoot him in the skull with adamantium bullets. He will heal, but his memories won't."
At this kayla's heart broke even more. The pieces were so small they couldn't be put together again. Her breathing became more ragad and irregular. Terra put her hand on her shoulder to steady her. A beam of light caught their attentions, bright red. They turned their heads up. Tears streaming down their cheeks.
"Don't tell him, but I have replicated his memories, in their truest form. To give back…"
Kayla laughed. Hopelessness seeded deep in it.
"I won't live to tell him." Her hand ran through Terra's striking white hair. She took her hand and laid her wet cheeks in its palm. The truth was hard to deny, but she wanted to anyways. Every second she became closer to death.
Then the building erupted around them. The beam of light came out and spiraled down the building. It started to crumble and fall. Terra lunged forward and covered their bodies with a barrier. Pieces and dust fell every where. It was hard to see outside of the shield they were behind. After five minutes a figure ran by quickly, not seeing them.
Then she started calling his name. Kayla needed to see Logan. Needed to hold him. She helped, calling him with her mind. He emerged from the dust. She relinquished her shield as he came running over, but not before sending the man away.
She backed away and stood up giving him a hug. Then he turned to Kayla. His voice cracked as he picked her up.
"Let's get out of here." They started walking together away when a presence intruded. Stryker. Terra spun around and stopped a bullet from piercing Logan in the back. He swung around, rage in his eyes. He put Kayla down slightly. Her death drawing near. His blades came out swiftly as he ran towards him, screaming like a feral animal on the hunt for blood.
Terra ran forwards as well, every feeling of Logan's burning itself into her memories. He ran up a piece of cement that fell from the fallen fake nuclear plant. As he jumped down Stryker kept firing away, he turned and shot Terra sending her flying back. This fueled Logan's adrenaline even more. As he jumped down, fear reeking off Stryker.
He pulled the trigger and hit him in the head, sending him flying back. Then he walked up to him. Terra sat up, she reached into his mind and was taking his true memories before they disappeared. Her eyes glowed widely. Then another bang. Stryker shot him again.
Then he turned around, she was still soaking up his memories. He hasn't lost them all yet. She stopped retrieving his memories as Stryker walked up to her, holding the adamantium gun. He looked down at her and held the gun to her temple. He started to shake.
He couldn't kill her, and he didn't understand it. She wasn't playing any tricks. Her eyes always glowed. He put his gun down.
"You were useful." Was all he said as he walked over to Kayla, whose breathing stopped and came. He stood over her and cocked the gun. Then he turned it towards himself, her hand gripping his leg. Terra let out a breath, the bullet in her liver came out finally and the wound closed up as though it never happened. As she stood up Stryker walked passed her with a glazed look in his eyes. Kayla made him do something.
But she didn't care. She walked over to Kayla and laid her hands on her forehead. She started to heal her again. Keep some more life her. She could feel Logan stir. His head full of confusion. Empty. No memories. Then she felt Remy. She started crying hysterically. Her light tears fell down onto Kayla. Who looked up at her resolutely. She gripped her hand.
"WHAT IS MY NAME!?" she could hear Logan scream, shaking Remy. She stood up and let go of Kayla and walked over to him. Empathy calming him. He looked at her, a flicker of something. But it was gone before it came.
"Logan." Terra said as she held out her hand. "I am a good friend. Let's go." His emotions muddled her empathy. She couldn't do anything; he wasn't ready for his memories. Remy looked at her confused. Looking for leader ship. She led Logan over to Kayla. When he saw her he stopped and knelt down.
She looked into oblivion. She was dead. Terra started crying harder and lost her footing. She couldn't take it. She reached for Logan who pushed her away. Not recognizing her.
"Let's go. These guys aren't going to like what you've done to the place." Remy said as he heard sirens. He shoved Terra off as she tried to bring him with.
"I can't be without you Logan. I need you…" Terra's voice trailed. He looked back up.
"I can't even help myself. And even if I could help you… I don't want to right now. Beat it kid… go with him." He stood up, embracing her, whipping away her liquid light tears. He looked at Remy.
"Watch her for me, until I get things figured out." He said pushing her towards Remy, who hugged her gently to him.
When you want to remember… look for me. Terra Porter. She whispered to his mind. He looked up shocked but then turned his head away.
"I'll find my own way." He said as he closed the only woman who he ever truly loved eye's closed and ran off in the opposite direction of the sirens.
Remy held her hand tight. He would watch her for him. It was his motivation. The least he owed to a man who killed everyman he ever hated. Her hand slipped from his and she fell forwards. Her tears of light falling down her face as though she was an angel. He turned and picked her up in his arms protectively.
She was weak. She couldn't think. She sunk her head into the crook of Remy's neck. She lost herself there, in its safety. He needed to be away from this. Maybe he was better off forgetting. She shook the thoughts away. When he truly went searching, was when she would find him.
Remy ran fast with her in his arms, until he came to his plane. Terra started it for him. He was confused at this until she squeezed his arm reassuringly. He loaded her into the seat next to the pilots and hopped in. Back to New Orleans. The plane took off with ease.
They were in the sky shortly. As they looked down they saw loads of cars coming to island. Coming from the bridge. They looked like little bugs taking over one big one. Terra shuttered. She wiped her tears away, and leaned her head over to the side, looking out the window opposite of Remy. She could feel his eyes on her. The confusion he felt burning her skull. She lolled her head over to look at him, though her lashes.
He was caught off guard by her ravishing beauty. A questioning look on her perfect features.
"What?" she said over the roar of the plain. He didn't hear her.
What? Do you want to ask me something? His eyes widened as he saw her eyes glow and hear her words through is mind. He shook his head and turned his head towards the front of the plane. She turned her head away. She could feel him looking at her. Realizing what she wore. She smiled to herself. She forgot herself that Victor tried to do her and whore her out. She stretched, teasing Remy in such a cruel way.
He swiftly turned his head. A smirk on his features. It was a silent air plain drive after that. Terra just sat there remembering the first time she met the team.
She sat on the plane, waiting for the others to bored. She tapped her foot restlessly. He eyes closed, head leaned back. She was the perfect picture of absolute radiant beauty. She was going to drive these guys mad.
She heard someone walk onto the plane. He was quite, or trying to be. He was a technopath. He could manipulate electricity. He would get on well with Terra's sister Tessa. She snapped her soft light brown eyes open as he passed by. He was trying to not to look at her obviously, but it was hard not to. She gave a sweet smile. He sat down at the head of the plane.
Another came in, munching of some chew, this guy was huge. And very stupid, he had blonde hair, and was made ford strong. He could rip the plane apart. His muscles practically ripped his skin off. He looked at her, eyes wide. He looked confused as to why a girl was here. She smiled and waved. He sat down and the entire plane rocked.
Next came in a handsome tan young man. He had twin sword blades on his back. As soon as he saw her he sat next to her with a huge grin. He held out a black gloved hand.
"Nice to meet you, my names Wade, Wade Wilson." She outstretched her small hand and he took it carefully, and kissed it ever so lightly. She blushed slightly and laughed Stryker did warn her about these guys, but he never said they would be this hot.
Another man came on, and Asian. With killer guns all along his body. She couldn't find a place not riddled with a secret gun. He smiled a cocky smile at her as he sat next to her on the other side. Wade reached a protective hand around the back of her seat. She laughed silently to herself.
A man almost made her shit her pants as he teleported in the empty seat farthest in the plane, he was black, wearing a cowboy hat and held tight to a huge machine gun. She smiled at him. He did a double take.
Their heads swam. They didn't know why she was here. She guessed Stryker liked to surprise. She felt kind of bad that he didn't say anything about her, but guessed he was trying to protect her.
She sensed more coming onto the plane. Two powerful mutants. The first one that entered the plan was a tall man, handsome beyond belief, sporting dog tags, a wife beater, army pants. He was gorgeous. He sat across from her. His eyes full of a kindness she never knew someone to have after working with Stryker. She smiled softly to him.
It was inevitable. He did the double take and the head to toe. Twice. Then he smile back. He seemed to relax slightly. His nerved were killing him. Something about planes and fear of flying.
Then after he entered and sat down, another man with a long trench coat entered. He had long dangerous looking nails. Strong enough to cut through metal. He looked at her, after sniffing the air like an animal. His eyes darkened and he smirked at her. Like she was a prize he had to fight for. There was something animalistic and feral about him. He sat across Wade. Who believed he needed to protect her from every guy on the plane.
As they sat there for a few minutes terra could feel them get restless. Stryker called her.
I am in the cockpit Terra; tell them we will be leaving shortly.
"We will be leaving shortly, hope you enjoy the flight." Came her bell like hypnotic voice. The silence missed her voice as they sat there. Within a few more minutes the plane started up and took off. They looked at her in confusion. Logan tensed.
His tension was giving her a headache. He looked pale and sick.
Wade took out his swords to impress everyone, especially Terra.
"Aww Fred come on, you just med her last night." Said Logan as he looked over to the big muscled guy sitting next to him's tattoo.
"But I wuv her." He said with his mouth full. "She's a gymnaaast." He drawled on the a. Logan and her both laughed slightly. She admired his tattoo. Then Wade spoke up.
"You know what… I love swards. Yeah sure a bit bulky and hard to fit on planes... But whip one of these bad boys out at your ex girlfriend wedding… they wont forget that." He spoke to the menacing man in front of him.
"Does it look like I give a shit?" he said in a cocky demeanor. The comment didn't faze him a bit. He reached for his sword; she noticed the trenched cloaked man's nails grow longer and sharper.
"Victor." Said the man who looked half dead, sitting in from the Terra.
Then quicker then she could breath Wade whipped out his filer.
"Nail file?" he said in a cocky yet hilarious tone. Terra began to giggle as her long white long hair fell in front of her face. Victor's eyes were on her again. She didn't like it. She defiantly looked at him, the glare didn't last long.
"Man is you going to be okay? You look almost dead?" said the Asian gun wielder. Who name was Zero, or later on Agent Zero.
The men who had his head in his hands resting on his knees shook his head.
"Just don't like flying."
"You know the chance of dieing from a car crash is a 678,454,203 higher chance then getting killed in a plane." Zero said.
"You think with your ability to heal you wouldn't be afraid of anything.." she cocked her head to the side as she looked at him with amusement, her innocent brown eyes boring into his blackened soul. He smirked slightly.
"Would you like something to make you feel better?" Kestrel, the African American with the cowboy hat said.
Logan, the man sitting in front of Terra shook his head.
"Just offering." He said. Well if he didn't the help he was getting it anyway, because Terra couldn't take his emotions. Her eyes glowed brightly as her empathy wrapped around him relaxing him. He stretched out and sighed deeply relaxed.
The others noticed and looked at my eyes. Then at him.
"Is that better?" she asked sweetly. He nodded.
"What did you do?" He asked in a relaxed tone.
"I'm manipulating your emotions." I said simply. I could feel him wanting to feel surprised but I kept him calm. He accepted this.
"So is that what you can do, why Stryker keeps you around?" Asked Zero.
She turned her head away from Logan and looked at him, her eyes eerily glowing.
"Stryker keeps me around because I am pretty." She said in mock humor, but they didn't seem to pick up on that. She smiled as she rubbed her eyes together.
"No, that was a joke, he keeps me around because I am a telekinetic and a psychic, a healer, an empath, and I can reach into mutants minds an use their mutations… if I so desire." She shrugged. "That's why he keeps me around." The others seemed blown away by that answer.
"So you mean to say… you can take Bradley's ability to control electricity if you wanted?" Logan asked.
"Yeah… and your ability to heal, but I heal faster than you anyway." She acted nonchalant as she engaged john's mind and tapped into his teleporting abilities. She teleported out of the plane, out of site. The others were astonished. Then she teleported back into her seat.
"See." She said plainly, as if it was the most boring thing in the world. "That was John's ability." Victor creed looked at her with need. The most perfect creature in the world. Her eyes still glowing… he wanted to her. His eyes and smile became devilish as he looked at her. She snapped her head in his direction.
You will never have me, Victor Creed. Her voice dripping with venom. His eyebrows rose. She made him say his next words out loud.
"Oh really?" he tried to say it inside his head for her to hear, but she wanted to have everyone know. His cocky demeanor grew larger. His nails grew longer as his mind swam with thoughts of her, knowing she would see them.
Then she laughed. He was caught of guard by this.
That doesn't scare me. I could do so much worse. Don't get on my bad side, Victor Creed.
He leaned forward getting closer to her.
"I would love for you to scream my name, Love." He whispered dangerously to her. He tried to reach his hand out to her, but Wade stepped in. a dangerous glare on his face.
Logan tensed, she was losing her grip on him, the feral animal side to them made it harder to control, but she could do it.
Victor looked at Wade than back lustingly at Terra. His look said, 'wait and see, you will scream it loud'. Their attentions changed as the plane started its decent.
Terra's mind snapped back to the present, she had to stop losing herself in memories. Remy was lowering the plane in a hidden part of New Orleans. The sun gleamed bright the summer sky. He landed the plane beautifully. Cut the engine and looked at her. And awkward moment passed.
"Ready?" he said in his thick Cajun accent. She nodded as she slipped her hand into his, smiling.
The End.