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Chapter 16
Logan felt exhaustion sweep over his body as he walked away from his daughter's bedroom. It had been a very long day. It almost struck him as odd that it had all happened in just one single day. It felt as if it had been a lifetime and some. He didn't really notice the student's stares as he walked past them in a daze. His mind was preoccupied with the events of that day. He had almost lost his daughter, the only part of his life which was truly his and which held memories. It was the only person he held close to his heart, even if he didn't realize it yet.
"Logan!" A concerned voice yelled.
The mutant turned around saw Jean charging with Emma, Storm, and Scott close behind. "Hello ladies." He replied with a smile, making sure to look at Scott with a smirk.
"Funny, Logan. It's amazing how you can still joke around and be so uncaring when your daughter-" Scott began to say menacingly.
Jean stepped in. "Scott."
Logan moved into Cyclops face defensively. "Finish what you were going to say."
The redhead tried her best to keep peace between the two. "Stop you two! Why must you always fight?" She tried to shove her way in between their muscular bodies.
"I want to hear what clopsy has to say." Logan responded, pushing Jean aside. The other women stayed out of the situation, watching in shock.
"Do you care about Rally, Logan? Your own daughter?" Scott asked in a rage.
"What's it to you?" He replied.
Hearing Logan's response, Scott's arm was in motion, making a nice solid contact with Logan's cheek. "You make me sick!" Scott yelled, as Jean, Storm, and Emma all pinned Scott against the wall. Logan picked up his head from the blow and looked at Scott. His decent mood was completely gone and he was in a rage. He had no idea where his fellow mutant was coming from. Of course he cared about his daughter. He just saved her life and endured the worst of pain for her.
"What the hell is your problem?" Logan growled, releasing his shiny, metal claws, stepping forward to where Scott was being held against his will.
"Rally just died and you're walking around, cracking jokes, with no emotion or sympathy for her at all! She was a beautiful, young lady and you just discard her and move on with your life as if nothing happened and that she doesn't matter." Scott bellowed. He did not yet know that Rally wasn't dead anymore.
Logan made his way through the women and held Scott by his shirt against the wall. His claws were pointed at his face as he breathed heavily and angrily. "Get your facts straight next time before you go swinging your arm around carelessly because it might just get your killed." Logan said this in a threatening whisper. He let go of Scott's shirt and growled one last time, before turning his back and walking away disgusted.
"Rally's not dead then?" Storm asked cautiously.
Without even pausing or turning around, Logan jeered, "Jean or Frost should know. They were telepaths last time I checked."
"We can't pick her up, Logan." Jean replied solemnly.
The angry mutant slowed to a stop when her words sank in. He didn't even know what to think or how to respond. All he knew was that his daughter was alive five minutes ago when he had left her in her room to sleep.
"Rally is safe and unharmed. Do not fret." The Professor said cheerfully, rolling into view from around the corner where the x-men had gathered.
"Why can't Jean or Emma pick her up with their telepathy?" Scott asked, not believing yet.
The Professor sighed. "I cannot locate her or "pick her up" either. I'm not entirely sure what is preventing out telepathic powers, but I have an idea. Let me just reassure you that Rally is fine. She is up in her bedroom sleeping if you would like to look for yourselves. I saw for myself moments ago."
Jean felt stumped. "How was Rally able to come back to life?" She asked the obvious question everyone was pondering.
"She has a unique ability, a very unique one. I have no idea her capabilities, but I'm aware that she can create invisible forces or body guards, if you will, and their only goal is to protect Rally at all costs. There are three of them and as far as I know, they have no limitations. They are able to morph into anything, perform any mutant ability, and act on free will but only when Rally is in danger. My guess of how Rally was able to come back to life is that her with her inherited regeneration ability from Logan, she was able to keep some part of her mind alive which allowed her "body guards" to restore her. If it was not for that, we might have lost Rally for good because when a mutant dies, their ability dies with them. I have never heard of differently."
Everyone was stunned. That is, everyone except for Logan who already knew his daughter was impenetrable. It gave him some relief to know that nobody, not even mutants would be able to harm his daughter again.
"I'm going to go see, Rally." Jean stated concerned and began marching toward the young girl's room. Everyone but Charles and Logan followed her up the large staircase. The two mutants were silent and still.
"Magneto will be back, one way or another. He won't let a power like hers slip away that easily." The professor said, reading Logan's mind. Maybe nobody could harm her, but they could definitely manipulate her.
"He can come back. Rally and I are leaving." He stated, without any thought to it whatsoever.
Charles nodded his head. He did not like the idea of Rally, with her untrained powers of mass destruction, wondering around the world with only one person to teach and protect her, but what could he say? What could he do to restrain Wolverine?
"Are you sure that is best?" Charles asked.
"She can't stay here. Rally would be like a sitting duck for Magneto."
"Where will you go?"
"North, maybe Canada." Logan replied. He had not fully thought out this plan. All he knew was that he wanted Rally with him so he would know she was safe.
The Professor nodded. He still did not think it was a wise decision, but what could he say? Logan was already angry from Scott's overreaction and Charles wanted to keep Logan reasonable. "When will you leave?"
"Tonight." Logan replied without hesitation. The sooner the better so if Magneto sent Sabretooth sniffing around, their scent would have dissipated.
"Well," The Professor stated, "I pray you and Rally stay safe. If you ever need anything, give us a call, or if you want to come back, our doors will always be open." He smiled.
Wolverine nodded. "I'll keep that in mind."
"Oh, and one more thing, keep a watchful eye on Rally. I haven't been able to study the effects Magneto's machine might have had on her or her new ability, so if anything out of the ordinary starts happening, such as a personality changes or odd habitual actions, please, for Rally's sake, call and let me know." Charles knew how hard headed Logan could be. He wouldn't ask for help even if you begged him, too, which is why he added in the part about Rally's sake. He knew she meant more to her father than anything right now. She was his whole purpose in life so if she needed help and Logan couldn't provide it, he would eventually turn to someone else.
"Alright, wheels." Logan said with a chuckle. For old time's sake, he had to say it. He remembered when he first met the Professor and that was what he called him. Logan figured this might be the last he would see the Professor because if you could help it, he and Rally wouldn't be coming back ever. He wanted to go off into the mountains where very, very few people lived and raise his daughter for the last portion of her teenage years. He could train her and maybe he could make a positive contribution to her life.
As soon as the two men said their fair wells, Logan headed down the hall to his room. Right as he turned the corner, though, he was instantly stopped.
"You're leaving, again." Rogue said, practically in tears.
"Yeah."
"How could you do this to me? I thought you were staying for good this time, Logan? Why do you always lie to me?" She screeched in anger.
"Settle down, Marie. Things change. You have to understand that." He replied sternly. He was not pleased with her behavior at all.
She clenched her teeth. "She came..." Rogue growled, referring to Rally.
"What is your problem, kid?" Logan asked. He had no idea why Rogue was acting like this.
The tears started pouring out of the brunette's eyes. "Do you even realize that you haven't said one word to me ever since she came? We used to talk all the time but now, I'm lucky if I see you."
Logan was stunned. He knew Rogue and him used to be close, but he had no idea why she was being immature. Sure, he was giving a lot of his attention to Rally and nobody else, but she was his daughter, for goodness sake! Why didn't Rogue understand that? Rally was his first priority right now and he had to do what was best for her. "Marie, I can't change that I'm now the father of a child who is being hunted down by dangerous mutants and, I can't spend time with you." He replied.
"What a pain in the a** that must be." She said under her breath. The tears had stopped and she was angry now because Logan had no sympathy whatsoever. He didn't even care.
Logan leaned forward and said almost in an angry whisper, "Rally is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Don't ever call her that again, kid."
"I'm not a kid." Rogue replied just as angry.
"You're sure acting like one." Logan said, before turning away and continuing down the hall towards his room. He couldn't believe that girl. He never heard of such a thing. She was jealous of his daughter for being his daughter. Could it get any worse?
Back at Rally's room, Jean, Scott, Storm, and Emma spoke with her for a few minutes and gave big bear hugs. They were all so happy to see she was alive. Jean ever shed some tears. They left shortly after, though, because they could see the young teen's exhaustion. It had been half an hour or so after they left when Rally was awoken by somewhere calling her name. At first she thought it was a dream or that she was imagining things, but it was real. She opened her eyes to see who it was and she couldn't believe her eyes. It was Warren. It felt like forever since she's seen him or ever talked to him and now, he was sitting on the edge of her bed, smiling like the angel he was.
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